Evil Cultivator Speedruns Immortality: Others Cultivate Bitterly, I Grind Levels
Chapter 174

Choice and Break

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The cyan outline of Wood Element Tower finally appeared at the end of the field of vision.

Zhou Qi I have never felt so familiar with a tower.

A tall tower rose from the ground in a forest, with vine-like runes twined on it and shining brightly, like a string of neon lights greeting him.

Getting closer.

The fragrance of grass and trees in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

The breath is clear and moist, like the bamboo forest after rain in the mountains. Every breath clears the heart, and the fatigue of continuous running away is dissipated.

The footsteps behind him are still there, but the distance has widened.

Zhou Qi took the time to glance at it with Divine Sense. Song Yuan was still about three hundred feet away.

This distance is enough for him to reach Wood Element Tower.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but the speed of his feet did not slow down at all.

Spiritual Power of Late Golden Core Seventh Layer is still burning crazily, Nine-Heavens Step is pushed to the extreme, and the gray robe is pulled into a straight line in the wind.

Behind him, Song Yuan's face had become extremely gloomy.

He watched the gray-robed figure getting closer and closer to Wood Element Tower, and the anxiety in his eyes almost overflowed.

Zhou Qi has been stuck in traffic jam for three days and three nights. Now there is a traffic jam, but we can only watch him running towards another tower.

Song Yuan's thoughts collided wildly in his mind.

This guy has been in Fire Element Tower for three months, and Golden Core, Sixth Layer Peak has reached the late seventh level.

If he were allowed to enter Wood Element Tower again and stay for another three months, what state would he be in when he came out?

The peak of the seventh level?

Or the eighth floor?

By then, can I still be able to suppress him?

Can't let him in!

This thought was like a fire, burning all his internal organs.

He subconsciously put his hand into his arms, and his fingertips touched a cold pill bottle.

Those are his trump cards, Spirit-Burning Origin-Exploding Pill, Primordial Hall secret banned drugs.

After taking it, the cultivation level can be forcibly raised to a small level in a short period of time. The price is that after the effect of the medicine wears off, it will be weak for half a month, Spiritual Power will be exhausted, and even Golden Core Realm will appear cracked.

Half a month of weakness.

In this Small World, being weak for half a month means putting your life in the hands of others.

What's more, only half of my Primordial Hall people are left.

The second strongest Qin Hao is dead, and Li Han is even more hopeless.

Moreover, Great Sun Dynasty's people are not far away. Once Liu Qian gets entangled...

Song Yuan's hands froze in his arms.

In a person's life, key decisions often only happen in one thought.

After a moment, hesitation helped him make a decision.

Zhou Qi in front is already very close to Wood Element Tower.

One hundred and fifty feet.

One hundred feet.

Zhou Qi has run to the bluestone square in front of Wood Element Tower.

He stopped suddenly, the soles of his feet scraped against the bluestone and made a harsh sound, causing smoke and dust to rise.

But he didn't enter the tower immediately.

Instead, he turned around, faced the direction Song Yuan was running from, and slowly stood up straight.

The gray robe was already in tatters, stained with thick dust and dark brown dried blood. The long hair was messy and stuck to the sweaty and bloody cheeks and neck, and the hair was tangled and messy.

Extremely embarrassed.

But his back was straight.

Song Yuan stopped fifty feet in front of him.

The long sword has been unsheathed, and the light on the sword is flickering, indicating that the owner is not calm at the moment.

The two looked at each other across the bluestone square.

The wind passed between them, picking up a few dead leaves that came from nowhere.

Zhou Qi suddenly smiled, revealing that he was missing two front teeth.

There was fatigue in the smile, but there was an unabashed sarcasm in the curve of the corner of the mouth.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Song," he said, his voice hoarse but clear, and every word was like a nail driven into Song Yuan's ears.

"Send off five thousand miles away!"

He paused.

"I will repay this kindness in three days."

After the words fell, the square fell into deathly silence.

Song Yuan's face changed from gloomy to livid, and then from livid to an almost twisted murderous intent.

The veins in the hand holding the sword popped out, and the aura on the sword suddenly surged.

"You're looking for death!"

Every word, every word, sounds like thunder.

The long sword was swung out, and an extremely fierce Sword Qi Air-Breaking Slash came out, carrying all the power of Mid-Golden Core Eighth Layer, and went straight to the door of Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi did not hide.

He didn't even draw his sword.

He just looked at the Sword Qi that was getting closer and closer, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth did not change at all.

Turn around and step into the door of Wood Element Tower.

Sword Qi struck the edge of the tower door and exploded with a bang. The bluestone ground shattered and smoke rose into the sky.

But Wood Element Tower's tower remained motionless, and the cyan light on the door only made a circle of ripples, and then resolved all the aftermath.

Song Yuan stood there, looking at the gray-robed figure disappearing into the tower door, his chest heaving violently.

His hand still rested on the elixir in his arms.

In the end, I didn't take it.

When Li Han arrived, Zhou Qi had already entered the tower.

He ran over with a look of embarrassment on his face. This time his speed was faster than usual, but he still couldn't catch up with the two of them.

Panting heavily, he ran to Song Yuan's side and glanced at Wood Element Tower's tower door.

"Brother Yuan... The boy went in?"

Song Yuan's eyes were fixed on the tower door, and he squeezed out one word from between his teeth. "Yeah."

Li Han straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed speechlessly, "Oh, why did you just let him in?"

Song Yuan turned around and glared at him without saying anything.

Li Han shook his head to himself, his tone full of annoyance:

"That kid is very evil, Brother Yuan. The last time I saw him, he was only Golden Core, Sixth Layer Peak. It was only three days! In three days, he jumped to Late Golden Core Seventh Layer."

He stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of Song Yuan, and raised his voice. "Three days is a small realm, what kind of monster is this? Who knows what realm he will be in when he comes out again? Eighth level? Ninth level?"

Song Yuan frowned but still said nothing.

Li Han became more and more anxious as he spoke, completely unaware that the fists of the purple-gold figure beside him were clenching bit by bit.

He took half a step forward, with a hint of complaint in his voice:

"I'm not telling you Brother Yuan. We have been waiting outside for three days. You should kill him immediately when he comes out. Now, let him run into Wood Element Tower. Isn't this letting the tiger go home? When he comes out again, what will we do-"

"Shut up! Mouth!!"

Song Yuan suddenly turned his head to look at Li Han, his face was ferocious, and the words were squeezed out from between his teeth, and it was bone-chilling.

Song Yuan The anger in his eyes surged, the anger in his chest completely exploded, and his right fist suddenly blasted out.

The attack was ruthless and decisive, without any warning and leaving no room for error.

Mid-Golden Core Eighth Layer's strong Spiritual Power was wrapped in the fist wind and hit Li Han's chest firmly.

"Bang--!"

Li Han was unprepared and received the blow with his chest. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. He rolled seven or eight feet before stopping.

He lay on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurting out, staining the gravel beneath him red.

He raised his head and looked at Song Yuan, his eyes full of disbelief and fear.

Song Yuan retracted his fist, let out a heavy breath, and resumed expression management.

The ups and downs in his chest slowly subsided, and he turned around and strode towards the opposite direction of Wood Tower.

"Next time you talk nonsense, I'll kill you!" The voice was terrifyingly calm, without looking back.

Li Han lay on the ground, looking at the retreating figure, the fear in his eyes faded little by little, replaced by deep-seated resentment.

He slowly sat up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He is not a person without origin.

Others are afraid of Song Yuan because Song Yuan's grandfather is the law enforcement elder Song Taiming.

But his grandfather Li Changshu is the great elder Scripture Repository.

The status of the two companies in the Primordial Immortal Sect is almost the same.

Song Yuan dare to do this to him!

Li Han lowered his head, the coldness in his eyes flashed past, and he swallowed back the sweet and fishy mouthful that came to his throat.

He glanced at the retreating figure on the ground.

Li Han stood up, patted the dust from the corner of his robe, and limped towards the other direction.

He chose to go in another direction.

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