Chapter 865 Mary Su's True Cultivation 43

Bei Yutang: ...

She looked at him speechlessly, and sure enough, the so-called good was just digging a huge trap, waiting for her to jump into it.

It took her five years to jump three steps from the initial stage of Jindan to the Nascent Soul stage.

I rely on, even a genius cultivator can't achieve it.

How many astonishing geniuses have been stuck in the Golden Core Stage of Great Consummation, and have not been able to make half an inch.

Being able to enter in 50 years is already a leader in the world of comprehension, and now letting her enter for five years is simply killing her.

In fact, this guy didn't really want her to become the Nascent Soul Stage in five years, he just wanted to find a reason to kill her.

Nightmare looked at her constipated face, and her mood didn't feel better. It seemed that it was a very pleasant thing to watch her collapse.

"Who is the most powerful in the cultivation world now?" Nightmare asked.

"Cang Jue."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Nightmare's lips, "Cang Jue."

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the look in his eyes when he was shouting that name had a hint of irony in his eyes.

Bei Yutang couldn't help looking sideways at him, his face still had that cold look.

Nightmare disliked her being too slow, so he directly lifted her by the back and threw her into his car. That's right, it's a car, a luxury spaceship, as long as you put in the spiritual stone, you can use the spiritual force without the need for a monk to continuously drive it.

Bei Yutang watched him insert the top-quality spirit stone into the spaceship from the storage ring.

There are not many high-quality spirit stones in the entire cultivation world, but they are used by him to drive the spaceship, which is so extravagant that one wants to rob him.

Of course, Bei Yutang silently endured this terrible thought.

Robbing him is not as quick as hanging him.

Nightmare glanced at her coldly, "It seems that five years is too long for you."

Bei Yutang immediately regained her mind and began to practice seriously while sitting upright.

Nightmare looked at her movements, and didn't want to let her go at all, and said coolly, "Four years."

The corners of Bei Yutang's lips were twitching, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that if he opened his eyes, it would turn into three years.

Four years, four years...

Bei Yutang read this number with great resentment.

Someone formally turned grief and anger into strength, worked hard to absorb spiritual energy, and practiced according to the method he gave.

When the spiritual energy circulated in the body, Bei Yutang was pleasantly surprised to find that this set of exercises was really suitable for the Shui Linggen cultivator, and it gave her a feeling of getting twice the result with half the effort.

This time, she really didn't need to be urged by the nightmare, she was naturally immersed in the fun of comprehension.

Suddenly, the roar of the beasts pulled Bei Yutang back from the practice.

As soon as Bei Yutang opened her eyes, she heard the sounds of beasts roaring across the sky.

This, this is the roar of all beasts!

Bei Yutang looked at the Ten Thousand Beast Forest below with shock in her eyes.

At the same time, the cultivators who were in the forest of ten thousand beasts, looking for various opportunities, changed their expressions greatly when they heard the sound of ten thousand beasts.

"No, the beast tide is coming."

All the monks scrambled to fly out of the Myriad Beast Forest.

On the spaceship, Nightmare looked at the depths of the Myriad Beast Forest, where the Gate of the King of Myriad Beasts was located. Bei Yutang saw countless cultivators running wildly, and in the distance, groups of monsters rushed out. That dense and huge team was not something that one or two cultivators could compete against.

The high-level monks who were deep in the inner circle of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest fled one after another. No matter how fast they were, they would soon be overtaken by the monsters. The same is true for the peripheral monks, the entire Myriad Beast Forest is already a sea of ​​blood.