Chapter 971 Life Is Really Lonely as Snow

Seeing Daoist Duobao's expression, Li Zhen knew what he was thinking.

The inheritance here, he is really not rare.

"Old Daoist, I think your cultivation base has not been completely stabilized yet, and you can't exert 20% of your strength. Why don't you try another road!"

"Fuck off, I have another year, and the cultivation base will definitely stabilize."

As for Li Zhen's ability to see his cultivation, Daoist Duobao didn't delve into it. This kid is very demonic, and it's not unusual to see anything.

However, this kid's formation skills are so high, he should be the most keen to understand the formation, but how could he see this kid so repulsive.

"One year, too slow!"

It's really too slow, the worlds of several sides are about to merge, and without Da Luo Xiuwei, it is estimated that it is not realistic to want to survive. In one year, the daylily will be cold.

Daoist Duobao is speechless!

A year of stable cultivation, this is definitely a fast-paced speed in the H country, this kid actually said that it was too slow.

"How many big Luos are there in H country?" Li Zhen asked after thinking about it.

"..." Daoist Duobao remained silent. The meaning of this kid is only in the realm of Daluo. He, Taiyi, does not fall into the eyes of this little king | bastard.

"You should know, you will know eventually. You are a ninth-rank rookie chicken. At this time, ask how many strong people are in Daluo Immortal King, aren't you worrying about eating radishes?"

Mad, talking to this kid is not only heartbreaking, but also tiring!

"I'm a ninth rank now, but breaking through Daluo, one year is almost the same, if you can only stabilize your cultivation in one year, you are too stupid, you can't even eat hot food ."

Daoist Duobao: "..."

"Boy, talk well, you will die!"

If a powerhouse at the peak of Taiyi said in front of him, it would be reliable. Li Zhen, a ninth-order little demon, said in front of him, the Immortal King Taiyi, that he would break through the Immortal King Daluo within a year.

Isn't this bullshit?

Li Zhen squinted at Daoist Duobao, oops, the qualifications are too rubbish!

Daoist Duobao was speechless, what kind of look does this kid have, this kind of look is going to be beaten.

At this moment, where they were, a green-red fruit suddenly appeared.

Daoist Duobao and Li Zhen looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, and it was a coincidence that this fruit appeared.

The next moment, they were enveloped by a force of space.

...

Familiar scene!

Li Zhengang opened his eyes and saw rows of bookshelves. The difference was that there was no one in front of the desk.

Li Zhen sighed softly, the only fun was gone.

"Boy, what are you sighing for?"

This little king | bastard, old-fashioned.

It looked like he was older than a man who was several thousand years old.

"It's been seven or eight months since I cultivated. I used to think that cultivation was such a fun thing, but now I feel that the ninth grade, the true king, and the great emperor are just the same, and only Da Luo and Tianwang are worthy of my pursuit. a bit!"

"Life is so lonely as snow!"

‘Seven or eight months! ’

Daoist Duobao was troubled again.

"Stop bragging, let's hurry up and find a book to practice, otherwise this trip will be in vain."

Daobao Duobao scolded with a smile, this little king | bastard, absolutely intentional!

The voices of the two of them talking were not small, but it seemed that no one could hear them. Those who came in first were watching with relish while holding a book.

(To be continued)