Shop In The Cultivator World
Chapter 57's

Luo Chuan at the door listened to the voice coming from the shop, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

Life is better ...

"Could a boss create a world directly for a game?"

Standing atop the endless grassland, Bu Lige looked at the surrounding scenery without the slightest difference from reality, and could not hold her mind inwardly.

Bu Poetic thought the same way, with a surprised expression on Qiao's face.

"So soon, the first wave of attacks will come."

Yao Ziyan's voice sounded at the right moment, making the two of them understand that this was just a fake world.

As the voice fell, howling wolves rang out in their ears.

A huge gray wolf appeared from afar and rushed over.

"Damn!"

Lige's move was suddenly startled.

Even if I knew this was just a game, it was too real!

Bu Lige wanted to exert her spiritual power subconsciously, but her expression could not help but change.

In this game, his spiritual power had disappeared completely.

In other words, he was just an ordinary person now.

"Made, isn't this just a game? Young Master, am I still afraid you won't succeed?"

There was a touch of anger in Bu Lige's heart, and instead of retreating, she instead rushed forward.

"what!"

Screams sounded.

Stay away from the song, die.

On the other hand, it didn't take long for Mom's poetic mouth to hear the exclamation.

Both of them took off their helmets, and their faces were slightly pale.

Even though it was just a game before, the fear of death was real.

“How do you feel?” Yao Ziyan asked with a smile.

“Nothing different from reality!” Bu Lige exclaimed, “Sister Ziyan, is this really just a game?”

Yao Ziyan nodded: "Of course, this is what the boss said. Moreover, after dying in the game, he could be resurrected. What to fear?"

An expression of helplessness appeared on Bu Lige's face.

What to fear?

It is easy to say, but it can be overcome, but the fear of death.

Bu Shiyi frowned slightly and began to think: "It seems that I understand the role of this game. Not only will we not face the dangers of life, but it can also make us feel our limitations again and again and break them."

"For a long time, I thought that as long as the nature was high, the strength was high. But when I lost all my spiritual power in the game now, I realized that I could only play the twelfth in control of my own power."

A smile appeared on Yao Ziyan's face, which he already understood.

"Lige, get in the game, I want to see if I can get through the first floor!"

A strong spirit of war appeared in the poetic eyes of Ma'am.

Not only did Bu Shiyi possess the best talent, but it also had nothing to say, otherwise, it was impossible to become a leader among the younger generation of Jiuyao City.

“Kak, if you want to play alone, do not take me!” Bu Lige couldn't help but cry after hearing Mom's poetic words.

"You broke through directly from the eight sense spirit levels to the auspicious realm. Even though nature was depleted, its foundation was still much weaker than the practitioners who broke through luck step by step. It needs to be polished and polished. Now is a good opportunity." A beautiful smile appeared on his face.

But in Bu Lige's eyes, that smile was no less than a demonic smile.

"No……"

In Bu Lige's lamenting voice, the helmet was forcefully carried by the poetic Miss ...