Chamber.

Yang Mucheng took the ancient dragon blood in his hand and couldn't help but fall into condensation. He kept thinking about what the system was and why it was able to give these things to himself through the same tasks. Is it the Heavenly Dao, or is it the world consciousness in this space?

Was he reborn in this world because of the system?

"Perhaps, I am not strong enough to reach the place where these truths are. If you can reach the ultimate Taiyi realm, you may be able to understand all this!"

The six realms of martial arts: quenching the body, practicing qi, knotting the Dan, transforming the gods, nirvana, and Taiyi!

Yang Mucheng is now in the great realm of Qi training.

"Forget it, don't think about all this nonsense. Without strength, everything is in vain. Only when the strength is strong enough, will you have your own voice in this world!"

Take the thought back.

Yang Mucheng's gaze fell on the ancient dragon blood in his hand.

"Bang!"

Five fingers forced, only to hear a 'click', and the amber shattered. The dragon's blood evaporated at this moment, suspended in mid-air, like a crystal clear bloodstone. A surging suction force erupted at this moment, and I saw that this drop of blood gently hit Yang Mucheng's palm like a raindrop.

To outsiders, it seems to be an understatement, but for Yang Mucheng, it is like a monstrous wave.

This moment.

He only felt a terrifying force, churning up rapidly, directly pouring into it from the meridians that he had expanded several times. The terrifying power is like a monstrous flood, and his meridians are like the subtle and fragile dead branches and leaves in this flood.

It was broken in an instant!

However, the powerful recovery power of the peak of the Xuan Liquid allowed these broken meridians to recover quickly in an instant. Yang Mucheng kept repeating the process of tearing and recovering until the power contained in the dragon's blood spread rapidly throughout his body.

"Woo~"

His body trembled, and he let out a muffled sound.

Even.

Under this terrifying power, all the impurities in Yang Mucheng's body were forcibly discharged at this moment. The original white jade-like skin became more and more transparent and fair at this moment. I don't know how long this process has lasted.

But his already powerful and terrifying body was constantly consolidated by the dragon's blood.

"Is this the essence of the essence?"

Looking at the stains on his body, Yang Mucheng was stunned for a moment, and then showed a trace of ecstasy. Washing the essence and cutting the essence is something that only people with great opportunity can get. Normally, only when he reaches the realm of Jindan can he have a chance to proceed, but he didn't expect that he would be able to reach the state of washing the essence and cutting the marrow so early.

After washing the essence and cutting the marrow, his perception of aura will be several times stronger than that of a martial artist of the same level.

"There are still a lot of remnants of dragon blood in the body......"

"Let's take this opportunity to absorb it all!"

Yang Mucheng looked inward at his body and continued to close his eyes.

......

Ten days later, there is no thought in the city.

When the first rays of sunlight fell on Wunian City, the team of Ghost Laughing Buddha and Hua Shengtian had already appeared on the horizon. The original team of more than 100 people has expanded to thousands of people. Of course, most of them are small forces from Seventy-Two City.

Ouchi masters are fully equipped.

The Black Flag Army was also fully armed, and everyone used their eyes to meet the mighty army.

"A rabble!"

Ye Xian'er shook her head.

Accustomed to seeing the elite of the Black Flag Army and the Ouchi masters, the other armies can't get into the eyes of everyone. Although this group of troops was quite numerous, from a distance it looked like a mess, without the slightest bit of discipline. If it is impacted, it will collapse immediately.

"After all, they're just some improvised ragtag army!"

Ma Ping scoffed.

"What about the saint, hasn't he been out yet?"

"Not yet!" Ye Xian'er said. "However, I feel that in the secret room, the saint's qi and blood are close to stable, and he should be about to leave the customs at any time. ”

......

"That's the City of Thoughtlessness?"

The Ghost Smile Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly and looked ahead. He saw the Black Flag Army and the Ouchi masters in full force at a glance, and he couldn't help but have a trace of surprise in his eyes. "Along the way, about Yang Mucheng's matter, my ears are about to hear the cocoon, I always thought that it was their exaggeration with false rumors, but now when I see this Black Flag Army and the master of Ouchi, I know that the rumors are true. ”

"yes!"

Hua Shengtian's eyes were full of fierce light. "Some of these people are people in the martial arts world, Yang Mucheng, that kid, can actually clean up those arrogant martial artists in the martial arts world, it is indeed a rare role. ”

"What's wrong?" Hua Shengtian said, his eyes looking at the Ghost Smiling Buddha.

But the ghost laughed Buddha took out the sound transmission stone and whispered a few words. Only then did he put the sound transmission stone back with a smile, grinned at Hua Shengtian, and said, "Those people are almost here, and there is still time for a stick of incense at most." When the time comes, they will join us in attacking Wunian City!"

"Time for a stick of incense?" Hua Shengtian snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Slow guy, the time of a stick of incense, I am enough to level Wunian City back and forth twice!"

Between words.

The army had already arrived in front of the city without hindrance.

Directly confront the Black Flag Army and the Ouchi masters.

"Let Yang Mucheng come out!" Hua Shengtian shouted. "I'll only give you three breaths to think about, if Yang Mucheng can't come out before I count to three, I'll kill all of you!"

"My Holy One is in retreat! No one will see you! If you disturb the Holy One, none of you will be able to live. Ye Xian'er glanced at Hua Shengtian and said fiercely. "Xu Yefeng is already dead, why do you bother to work for a dead man? If you hurry up and beg for mercy, after the Holy Lord is out of the customs, maybe you can be exempted from the death penalty!"

"It's just presumptuous!"

Hua Shengtian's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to make a move.

The Ghost Laughing Buddha beside him was the first to attack. I saw the ghost laughing Buddha snorted coldly, and with a flick of his right hand, he directly blasted a rosary on his hand. At first, this rosary was only the size of a fingernail, but even if it was already rising at the sight of the wind, it turned into a skull head with a diameter of ten meters, and bit it fiercely towards Ye Xian'er.

"Ghost Laughing Buddha, you are an old-timer in the martial arts world, and you actually shot at a junior girl, is it too much of a fall?"

Wu Guojian grabbed his right hand, grabbed the war hammer, and suddenly pulled out a semicircle in front of him, and smashed it heavily on the skull's head. I heard a 'bang', as if a thunderclap had exploded on the ground, and then the terrible skeleton was a violent somersault, and flew back at a speed comparable to that of the time it came.

The Ghost Laughing Buddha twisted his right hand, and the skeleton re-transformed into a Buddha bead and returned to his fingertips.

"It's you?"

The Ghost Laughing Buddha looked at Wu Guojian, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he was extremely surprised.

"Exactly!"

Wu Guojian nodded.

(End of chapter)