The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

"Huh... it's time to go back and prepare."

Lu Pingan took a deep breath and stopped thinking about this. He raised his head and glanced at the top eight duel list posted on the high wall, then turned and walked down the ring.

Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was the arrangement of God in the dark.

Not surprisingly, he will probably need to win a streak of two participants from the Chen family tomorrow to enter the finals.

In addition, Chen Hao, who has basically locked another seat in the finals, is the three Chen family's participants.

Although the three matches are all one-on-one eliminations, considering that the Chen family can share the intelligence and experience of the match against them, for Lu Ping An, the schedule situation can be said to be very unfavorable.

"Tsk tusk, the swordsmanship of that little lady is really powerful, even the young master's puppet shield armor can be broken, if it is replaced by other players in our mansion, it is estimated that the first round will have to be defeated."

"Don't talk nonsense, pick it up quickly, these pieces can be returned to the furnace for refining, and you and I can't eat it and walk around."

...

At this time, the conversation between the two subordinates of the Chen Mansion attracted Lu Ping'an's attention.

He stopped slightly, and went back to see, it turned out that the two were picking up and retrieving the fragments of Chen Hao's shield and armor.

Although the Chen family's puppet art is very strong, the cost of building a puppet is also huge. For puppets like ghost horns that are specially made for young masters, every part on it is very expensive and naturally will not be discarded at will.

"Hey, I'm sorry you two."

Lu Pingan's eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth raised to mutter to himself.

With no one on the left or right, he quickly opened the additional organ "phantom gloves" and after reaching the invisible state, he quietly returned to the ring...

About half an hour later, Lu Pingan took a piece of rubble-sized shield armor and a nail that had fallen off the puppet, and returned to the temporary residence area of ​​the Imperial Guard at the back of the City Lord's Mansion.

Damn it!

Lu Pingan closed the doors and windows impatiently, and sat at the table to study.

In order to ensure the flexibility of the puppet, the shield armor on the back of the ghost horn has undergone special processing, which is very light, but the strength has not been reduced at all.

"Hmm... If you use Tai Chi fortitude, it won't be a problem to penetrate one or two pieces. But then, I will also enter the puppet's attack range..."

Lu Ping'an used all his existing attack methods to experiment one by one on the fragments of the shield armor.

As the sun sets in the west, the night falls, and all the fragments are turned into dust.

At this point, he had a deeper understanding of Ghost Horn's defense level.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the tenon-and-mortise joint of that iron king's eighth was actually made of iron."

After stretching, Lu Ping'an turned his attention to the nail he picked up.

In fact, after fighting against Chen Hao for the first time outside the city, Lu Pingan came up with a tactic to restrain the former puppet.

However, for this tactic to actually work, two conditions must be met.

First, the tenon and tenon joints inside the ghost horns must be made of the same dark iron as the back shield armor.

If it is the same spiritual wood as the puppet skeleton, then everything is empty talk.

Now that the first prerequisite has been met, he only needs to meet the second condition, that is, his own cultivation level is promoted to the 9th level of martial art, and the Golden Light Curse is practiced to the second stage, then in the final, Chen Hao had a headache.

Although at first glance, this second condition is somewhat difficult to meet, after all, there is only less than two days before the final.

But in fact, Lu Pingan himself was still very confident, because his cultivation base was already at the eighth peak of the martial art realm, and the time to break the realm would come soon.

If nothing happens, the aura seeds that he buried in the sea of ​​qi with his "old farmer's tree-planting skills" will germinate at midnight, enough to fill the sea of ​​qi at this stage.

In addition, due to the frequent use of the Wind Thunder Sword, Lu Ping'an felt that after he was promoted to the Ninth Level of the Martial Realm, it should not be difficult to practice the second stage of the Golden Light Curse.

In this way, while waiting for the arrival of midnight, Lu Ping'an was idle, slowly moving his fingers, rubbing the mysterious iron nail.

Squeak...

The faint sound of metal friction sounded, and under the action of strong or soft Tai Chi, the originally hard nails gradually changed into shape, and finally became a regular spherical shape.

At this moment, Lu Pingan's mind was extremely calm and indifferent, without any distracting thoughts in his mind.

As the buoy in the timer dripping kettle rose gradually, the city lord's mansion became silent.

Hum!

Finally, after a long wait of more than three hours, Lu Ping's ears suddenly sounded like an ancient Hongzhong.

He clearly felt a change in the depths of his Qi Sea.

Lu Ping'an didn't panic, closed his eyes lightly, and at the same time concentrated his mental power. Soon after, a picture appeared in his mind.

The dark orange sky, clouds and azure blue water, the tide rises and falls, the waves are raging...

Here is his sea of ​​qi, which is the foundation of every cultivator's cultivation and the fundamental strength.

Although low-level cultivators cannot release their spiritual knowledge, they can see themselves. At this moment, Lu Pingan's spiritual knowledge turned into a human form and appeared on the shore of the shallows.

He raised his eyes and saw small islands emerging from the sea, and on each small island, a huge seedling sprouted and grew rapidly.

In just a few breaths, these seedlings grew into giant trees towering into the clouds, forming a peculiar sea forest.

"This...a bit bad..."

On the shore of the shallows, watching the towering trees that sprouted from the spiritual energy seeds, Lu Ping'an couldn't help feeling big.

It turned out that he had planted a lot of seeds before.

Lu Pingan estimated that to fill his current sea of ​​air, it would take about a hundred trees, but at this time there are more than a thousand trees on the sea, which is too much.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Soon after Lu Pingan discovered this problem, the giant trees on the sea began to melt irresistibly.

The sound of the water is getting louder and louder, and the giant trees are like vigorously burning suet candles, which quickly melt into liquid and become part of the "sea water" of the sea of ​​air.

The waves were rippling, and the sea level rose at an exaggerated speed. When Lu Ping'an reacted, the sea had already gone below his knees.

"Mother, forget this."

Lu Ping'an didn't have time to think about it, and ran towards the heights as if fleeing.

The cultivation method of the old farmer's tree gong is very different from the common practice methods. Due to the limitation of the original stereotyped thinking, Lu Ping'an never considered that this would happen now.

In the process of hunting spirit beasts and refining beast cores in Daxu Mountain a few days ago, I unknowingly multiplied ten times more aura seeds.

As a result, the total amount of aura in Lu Pingan's body had long surpassed the level of the eightfold peak of the martial art realm.

This is troublesome. If there is too much aura, will the sea of ​​anger burst and burst into death?

Thinking of this, Lu Ping's heart was crying.

If he died here tonight for such a stupid reason, not only would he not be able to avenge his **** revenge, he would never be cleared of the crime of being a traitor, and he would become the laughingstock of the Chen family.

"Why! Why is this item not specified in the exercises!"

In unwilling shouts, Lu Pingan was overtaken by the tide and caught in the sea.

Although Lu Ping'an, who was embodied by his spiritual consciousness, did not need to breathe, the pain he was suffering at this time was a hundred times more uncomfortable than suffocation.

He is very clear that this is the transmission of his own ontological feelings into his divine consciousness.

At this time, Lu Pingan was in the process of breaking through meditation, his spiritual consciousness was submerged and imprisoned by the sea of ​​Qi in the abnormal state, unable to wake up, and unable to actively consume the extra aura.

Once all the forests on the sea melt, and the aura reserves in the Qi Sea exceed the current capacity limit, the consequences can be imagined.

"Calm down, don't panic..."

Although the situation was extremely dangerous, Lu Ping'an would not give up until the last moment. He understands that he still has a silver lining, that is, before he explodes and dies, he will step up to the nine levels of the martial art realm to expand the capacity of the Qi Sea.

"coming!"

Finally, when Lu Pingan was almost desperate, the scene before him changed.

Far away in the void, two gilded fins, with dazzling light blooming lung lobes, hung high above Lu Pingan's head.

Practitioners step into the nine levels of martial arts realm, can master the changes of the five elements, and use the skills of aura to the extreme.

To reach this state, you must go through the five trials of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The situation was critical now, Lu Ping'an didn't have time to make more preparations, jumped up and flew into the lungs above his head.

According to the theory of the five elements, the lungs of the human body are of metal, and when the consciousness passes through the golden lungs, it will suffer the pain of ten thousand blade cutting mentally, thus awakening the understanding of metal magic in the depths of the soul.

By analogy, liver is wood, kidney is water, heart is fire, and spleen is soil.

Only by enduring the above five kinds of pain and enduring what ordinary people can't bear can one become a cultivator of the nine levels of martial art.

In addition to this, for Lu Pingan, who is also suffering from the expansion of the air and sea, this process will undoubtedly be even more difficult.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Ping'an almost forgot the pain. He even felt that for a while, everything in front of him was not undergoing trials, but hallucinations after death.

"This...here is it?"

Seeing the world change in his eyes, Lu Ping'an, who was transformed into divine consciousness, took a closer look, and was delighted to find that he had returned to the sea of ​​anger.

At this time, the "forest" on the sea has completely melted, and the small islands used for sowing have also sunk into the seabed, the waves have subsided, and the water surface is like a mirror, as if nothing had happened.

However, at this time, Lu Ping'an, who is relaxed physically and mentally, can clearly perceive that the area of ​​his Qi Sea has expanded by a fifth, and he has officially become a cultivator of the Ninth Level of Martial Dao Stage!