The so-called False Dan Martial Saint, as the name suggests, is a Martial Saint who has no Martial Dao Jindan, only a Fake Dan, and wants to condense into a Martial Dao Jindan, at the beginning, the soul resonates with the liquid true element, and the liquid true element is transformed into a solid Jindan, and the last step is to put the soul into the Jindan and completely merge into one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this step is very dangerous, this is a matter of course, this is not only as simple as changing the place where the soul lives, but also includes the transformation of the soul, the sublimation of life, so it is very easy to fail, and even as long as there is a little fluctuation in the spirit, so that the soul and the golden pill have a little disharmony will fail.

The high failure rate is one thing, on the other hand, if you fail to break through before this step, it will be a big loss of vitality, but as long as you find a genius earth treasure to replenish your vitality, there is still a chance to break through, but if you fail in this step, then there is no possibility of turning back, and you can't move forward, you will become a fake Dan Martial Saint.

Dan has, but it's not Jindan, the soul is still in the sea of knowledge, and he hasn't lived in Jindan, so he can't use the power of the real Jindan, and such a fake Dan Martial Saint is basically fixed there, and he will always be a fake Dan Martial Saint for the rest of his life.

The Fake Dan Martial Saint does not have the power of the Golden Pill, and it still uses the aura of heaven and earth, but because the True Yuan has become solid, it is dozens of times more than the True Yuan content in the body of the Eighth Order Peak, so there is no doubt that it is much stronger than the Eighth Order Peak, and the five Divine Peak of the Eighth Order are not enough for a Fake Dan Martial Saint to fight, let alone not to mention the one that does not care, it just sounds very majestic, but the fake is the fake, and the real Martial Saint can easily kill the Fake Dan Martial Saint with a single blow.

In a sense, the fake Dan Martial Saint is a kind of sadness, the people of the Wuyue War God Gate do not consider them when they convene the Martial Saint, and Sun Liang in front of him is unfortunately a fake Dan Martial Saint, and because he is very good at escaping, when he and others form a group to explore, the whole group is often destroyed, and he escapes alone, so the people in the rivers and lakes call Sun Ran Run.

As the so-called Broken Mouth Bowl is taboo, what Sun Liang hates most is that others say that he is a fake Dan Martial Saint, so at this moment, when he heard Xue Zhuo say this, Sun Liang was directly angry, his hair involuntarily floated upward, crackling with blue lightning, and at the same time, condensing the aura of heaven and earth and turning into four lightning eagles that seemed to be real and attacked the four of them, what he cultivated was a very rare thunder and lightning attribute martial arts.

"Bloody, and the three of you, let me teach you a good lesson on your father's behalf."

Sun Liang only dared to say a lesson, and did not dare to kill the four of them, because he was just a fake Danwu Saint, and he could not be the opponent of Bloodless, if he was chased and killed by Bloodless, he would definitely die.

"You deserve it too?"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and three eighth-order peaks and dozens of eighth-order Shura suddenly appeared in front of him, controlling the aura of heaven and earth to form various attacks to attack the lightning eagle, Sun Liang snorted coldly, and the lightning eagle suddenly accelerated instantly, avoiding most of the attacks, as if in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the four people who were extremely bloody, and his claws grabbed hard.

"Fast?"

Sun Liang has the meaning of fast, there are two effects, one is to make his attack suddenly faster, and it is to speed up a lot, it is impossible to prevent, and the other is to distort the induction of others with intention, but it is not fast, but slow, so that the relative attack becomes faster, very troublesome, and this intention is also extremely useful when escaping, Sun Liang can have the name of Sun Ranran, the meaning of fast is the key.

"Are you the only one who wants to?"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, and activated the Eclipse Intent, although he did not completely expel Sun Liang's Rapid Intent, but he broke most of it, and obviously felt that the Lightning Eagle was much slower, and then his body turned rapidly, rolling up the countless blood qi that came out of the Netherworld Mirror and turned into a blood-colored big hand to grab Sun Liang's Lightning Eagle, and the Eclipse Intent penetrated into it, and the Lightning Eagle quickly became smaller.

Wang Cheng didn't fully use his strength, and what he exerted was only the level of Xuezhuo itself, but it was already very terrifying, you know, Xuezhuo Jue had an artifact Netherworld Mirror, and the increase was very considerable, and Sun Liang's blow was not only a scattered attack, but he hadn't done his best, but he was just going to teach them a lesson, and it was normal to be cracked.

Of course, Wang Chengxing does not represent the other three bloody descendants, they were very embarrassed by the lightning eagles, and they relied on those Shura to come over to help completely solve these lightning eagles.

"Xuezhuo is definitely bloody, but the old man doesn't bully the small, so be it."

Sun Liang planned to leave after sending out an attack, it's normal, these four guys are the sons of Boundless Blood, he doesn't dare to kill at all, he can only teach a lesson, but even if it is a lesson, he doesn't dare to go too far, on the one hand, it is still Boundless Blood, on the other hand, this bastard is so talented, I'm afraid that he can really be promoted to Martial Saint, he doesn't want to be chased by Bloodless in the future.

Sun Liang was naturally reluctant to fight this kind of grievance that he couldn't do his best and was tied up, so after sending out an attack to show his attitude and making these people suffer a small loss, he planned to leave, not to flee, but to let these people go.

It's just that Sun Liang wants to leave, and it depends on whether Wang Cheng is willing or not, the target that finally appeared is still more in line with his heart, how can he let the other party go?

Therefore, Wang Cheng shouted arrogantly: "Haha, Sun Ran is Sun Ran Ran, when I see the majesty of Young Master Ben, I am about to escape, rest assured, Young Master Ben is a man destined to become a martial god, and he will not chase and kill you, you can escape." ”

Sun Liang's anger suddenly skyrocketed when he heard this, a martial artist who can reach such a high level has extremely strong self-esteem, although Sun Liang is afraid of blood, but it is impossible to grovel to a few juniors, so he also planned to leave after teaching the other party a lesson, but now that he said this, if he doesn't do something, then he will completely lose face.

Therefore, Sun Liang didn't plan to leave so easily, he wanted to teach the blood a good lesson, and seeing Sun Liang's side crackling and flashing lightning, the three brothers and sisters who had no end to blood secretly complained, they also hated Sun Liang who made them ugly, but when they saw that the other party was leaving, their hearts were still relieved, after all, they knew Sun Liang's strength, but they didn't expect that person to provoke Sun Liang loudly, and it was troublesome.

"What does this master want to do, we who have suffered losses don't speak, why should he mess with this old guy?"

If it was Bloody, these three people would dare to say something, but in the face of Wang Cheng, who was more terrible than Blood, although the three of them were unwilling, they could only prepare to fight.

At the same time, Wang Cheng summoned all the Shura in the Nether Mirror, and the hundreds of blood-haired Shura looked quite imposing, but Sun Liang didn't care at all, he snorted coldly, his body suddenly expanded and changed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lightning eagle the size of an airplane, with a mouth, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, slashing at everyone, and he himself flapped his wings and fell to Wang Cheng's side like lightning, and a wing slapped his head.

"Not bad, pretty good, hey, intentionally, with a special body, and it's a thunderbolt attribute, it's you."

Wang Cheng was not surprised, and met Sun Liang's wings with one palm, but was swept out by the other party, and the lightning flashed on the palm, almost destroying the blood light, Sun Liang was about to step up his attack, and the three eighth-order peak Shura resisted the thunder and lightning that attacked him and rescued him, and the other Shura also rushed over, and all kinds of attacks bombarded like a torrent, and Sun Liang could only deal with them first.

Although he was besieged by so many Shura, Sun Liang had the upper hand completely, even if Wang Cheng struggled to attack with his bloody strength, he was constantly injured by Sun Liang, and the fake Dan Martial Saint, even if it was fake, was not a general, not something that other eighth-order people could provoke, especially Sun Liang's intention was really troublesome, and it was incredibly fast, which made people hurt again and again.

For other Shura, Sun Liang has no jealousy, there are more than ten seventh-order Shura directly burned into charcoal by him, Wang Cheng is secretly distressed, he has always been more protective of his own things, seeing that the Shura Sect has gradually set up a formation, he no longer hides his strength, and all the believers in the altar began to pray.

"Boy, do you know now that you're afraid, it's too late, let Grandpa Sun teach you how to behave?"

Sun Liang didn't know Wang Cheng's plans, he had the upper hand, he smirked, flapped his wings and flew away the other Shura, and at the same time, with his mouth open, a pillar of lightning blasted towards Wang Cheng.

"Bone-eating mudra."

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, his hands changed rapidly like a butterfly piercing flowers, forming a blood-colored big handprint and blasting towards the lightning pillar of light, the two collided in the air and offset at the same time, and then Wang Cheng roared, and the whole person swelled, instantly turning into a giant blood Shura giant, and slapped towards the lightning eagle with one palm.

This is the body of the King of Shura, not only does it have extraordinary combat power, as soon as it appears, all the Shura seem to have been beaten with chicken blood, their eyes are red, their combat power has increased greatly, and the battle is even more violent, and they keep attacking Sun Liang.

Sun Liang didn't care about other Shura at all, he only cared about Xuezhuo, just now his own move was actually broken by the other party, this is really incredible, he is a fake Danwu Saint, and Xuezhuo is only the late stage of the eighth order, everyone has it, the difference is just a divine weapon, but even if it is a divine soldier, it is impossible to have such a strong promotion.

Therefore, Sun Liang was very puzzled, more angry, just a junior, actually resisted him, which undoubtedly hurt his self-esteem, let out a loud eagle cry, avoided Wang Cheng's bloody palm, and exerted his full speed to grab Wang Cheng's head like a ray of light, directly tearing his head open three bloody wounds.

But after a while, the wound on Wang Cheng's head healed immediately, Sun Liang was stunned, this healing speed is too fast, although the body of the giant can be restored as long as it does not hit the vital point, but to devour the heaven and earth aura replenishment, it is generally very slow, how can it be as fast as Wang Cheng.

Sun Liang naturally didn't know that this was the characteristic of the King of Shura, and then Wang Cheng continued to fight with Sun Liang with hundreds of Shura, and a stalemate situation was formed, Sun Liang could no longer kill other Shura, and occasionally injured Wang Cheng, he recovered immediately, and it had no effect at all. (To be continued.) )