The concentration of spiritual energy in the high-level spiritual energy room is almost twice that of the intermediate-level spiritual energy room.

Su Qi sat quietly on this cushion, visualizing the inscriptions in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's really a ghost!" Su Qi couldn't help but mutter. He thought that with the body of Wudi, he could directly take off in the cultivation speed, and then enter a mysterious state of cultivation. Then he would take off twice the result with half the effort, and he would break into the realm of enlightenment in just a short time!

However, even though he was complaining, Su Qi's cultivation speed was actually extremely fast, at least one level faster than his previous cultivation speed.

If Su Qi's current idea was known by others, he would probably have the heart to kill Su Qi! He has already practiced so fast, what other bicycles do he need?

Of course, Su Qi didn't know what others thought and would not pay attention to what others thought. He still felt that since he came to a high-level spiritual house today and was consuming the merit points, the speed of his practice should be faster. At this speed, I really feel psychologically uncomfortable and I am very disappointed.

After practicing like this for three hours, Su Qi stood up again under the reminder of the system.

"Oh!" Su Qi couldn't help but sigh. There was no breakthrough. I really thought too much.

Su Qi put away the identity token inserted in the slot outside the door, and then walked out of the local hall.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the moon was hanging in the sky, not very bright, with stars, clearly visible.

Walking in the mountains, Su Qi would occasionally meet one or two outer disciples of the Daqing Sword Sect.

Taking advantage of the night, Su Qi couldn't help but think that it would be better if the world didn't need to be practiced, and it would be safe every day, and then... read? Oh, forget it, it would be better to practice!

When Su Qi returned to the gate of the yard, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Su Qi is no longer the boy who has never experienced life and death before. After a fight in Shazhou, he also has some perceptions of danger.

"But..." Su Qi was also a little confused, "How can there be danger within the sect?"

At this time, Su Tong, who was hiding beside him, stared at Su Qi with a slightly red eyes.

At this moment, Su Tong was filled with excitement, and it was hard to express his feelings. He was already in the seventh stage of the ordinary realm. Just now, he had tried it and he had already possessed a great power!

Su Tong was so scared that he was so powerful that he was so scared!

Seeing Su Qi stopping at this time, Su Tong was also a little anxious. Why did he stop? Did he find me? This is not possible. I have to deal with Su Qi's in ten breaths and must attack!

Thinking of this, Su Tong was also slightly shocked, and then he tried his best to calm his breath and did not look at Su Qi.

Su Qi looked around and found nothing, so he felt that he was too suspicious.

So Su Qi seemed to have found nothing, so he walked to the gate of the courtyard and opened the door.

At this moment, Su Qi suddenly felt a warning and felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

Su Qi suddenly turned around, and Xiao Hei on his waist was instantly unsheathed.

"It's too late!" Su Tong saw Su Qi's movements, a grim smile flashed across his face, but he reached into his arms with one hand and took out a string of silver needle-like things.

Afterwards, Su Tong did not hesitate and directly reached out and raised his hand.

Su Qi suddenly felt something pierced on his neck.

The next moment, Su Qi felt that his consciousness seemed to be a little unclear, and a wave of numbness came from his neck, and the person's reaction became slow!

"Die!" Su Tong roared, his eyes full of pleasure. The resentment he had for years was finally repaid!

"Ding~" sounded softly, Su Tong found that the sword in his hand was stabbing Su Qi's back heart, but it seemed to be blocked by something and could not be stabbed in at all.

At this time, Su Qi forced himself to turn around. Seeing Su Tong's red eyes and the blue veins on his face, he frowned and said without hesitation: "It's you?"

Jealousy made Su Tong a little crazy: "Hey, I really didn't expect that old guy Su Tianying, who loved you so much, actually gave you something to protect yourself?"

"But there is no protection on your head, right?" Su Tong's face was full of madness. He raised his sword and slashed directly at Su Qi's head.

Su Qi wanted to avoid it, but his nerves were too slow at this time. Seeing that he could not dodge, he hurriedly reached out to block it.

Su Tong's sword directly slashed Su Qi's arm.

Suddenly, a smudge of blood splattered in front of Su Qi.

Su Qi's mind was slightly cleared, and then the inscription in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to tremble slightly. Su Qi felt that for a moment, the magical martial arts veins in his body immediately became active.

"This is……"

Su Qi only felt that the magic martial arts vein secreted a wave of mysterious substances, and the numbness on his neck and the numbness in his brain immediately weakened most of them.

All this sounds quite long, but in fact it's just a moment.

Fortunately, Su Tong had not learned any swordsmanship and his attack was not strong enough. If he had learned swordsmanship, it would have been as simple as slashing Su Qi just now, and he could even cut off Su Qi's arm directly.

What Su Tong relied on was the silver needle that Yan Chengkuan gave him, and the second was his "higher" cultivation than Su Qi.

Seeing Su Qi blocking for a moment, Su Tong withdrew his sword again, and then stabbed Su Qi in the face with another sword.

Su Qi had recovered a little sober at this time, so how could he tolerate Su Tong being arrogant in front of him?

With a slight side, Su Qi avoided Su Tong's sword.

Then, Su Qi raised his hand and punched Su Tong directly on the belly.

With a "clang", Su Tong's sword fell to the ground, and he himself was beaten up and then landed heavily on the ground.

Su Tong was beaten to the point of ripe shrimp by Su Qi's punch. At this moment, his eyes turned dark and he felt that his intestines were about to spit out.

"How is that possible?" Su Tong looked unbelievable at this time. He was clearly at the seventh level of the mortal realm? How could Su Qi be his opponent?

At this time, Su Tong's face was already showing despair, because he remembered that Uncle Li Chuang said that once the attack lasted more than ten breaths, he would be discovered by the mountain protection formation of the Great Qing Sword Sect, and then an elder would come!

But now, the time has exceeded ten breaths!

"Roar!" A roar came from the dark sky, and then a dragon head was revealed above the clouds, and then the cloud dragon stared at the gate of Su Qi's courtyard.

"Which junior dares to take action in the sect?" A roar came from the horizon, and then two old men who were carrying swords came.

Su Qi was a little embarrassed when he heard this slightly familiar voice. Damn, could it be...

Suddenly I found that there were some problems with this chapter's manuscript, so I modified it... I may have typos when I am using my mobile phone. I will change it again (cover my face)...
Chapter completed!