The monster's hard-earned natal true element was broken, and he let out a wail, and his six eyes emitted blood-red light, showing that he was desperate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The blood river creatures are born with the resentment between heaven and earth, they are naturally strong in the flesh, and they can use mana, and those who have achieved cultivation are often more difficult than the human monks. But this side of the world is still dominated by Terran monks, and whether the Terran ancestors have cultivated to pure yang or Xuanyin, they are much more enlightened than heterogeneous ones, and each of them has vast magical powers, and there are infinite backs.

Guo Chunyang and Wei Yong Dao people teamed up, a little trick, and brought the death of the Congenital Blood God Pit back to life, the mellow mana of the Blood God Daoist was enough to be worth the joint efforts of several Xuanyin Ancestors, and they were still killed to death, and even the six major clones who had been painstakingly sacrificed were folded on Taixuan Peak, and they didn't dare to show their faces until now.

The monster's natal vitality was broken, and it roared again and again, dancing an iron fork endlessly, and the six black-eyed sword qi were eager to not invade. The iron fork in the monster's hand was strong and heavy, but there was a retreat in his six eyes, obviously he was killed by Feng Han and wanted to retreat. It was originally attracted by the blood of Nanshuang and the others, but it was ambushed by Feng Han, secretly cursed the bad luck, and wanted to escape from the road.

Feng Han sneered slightly, and a small bronze medal suddenly appeared in his hand, which was full of engraved pattern talismans. This bronze plaque is a treasure refining corpse card of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, which can hold several zombies in its own space, and there is enough corpse qi pre-filled to nourish the corpse god, which is easy to carry, and it is a necessary treasure for the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

The six black sword qi suddenly merged in one place, turning into a thick sword light, the whole body was black, exuding a cold corpse qi, and a sword slashed down! This sword is too powerful, the monster roared wildly, raised an iron fork to block, but was split by the black sword qi with a sword, and the two arms were also broken inch by inch, and in the wail, they were split several zhang away.

Feng Leng smiled coldly, pointed the bronze medal at the monster, recited the mantra, and the bronze medal sent out Dao suction, the monster's vitality was greatly injured, the mind did not belong, and he couldn't resist at all, and was blocked by the qi of the bronze medal refining corpse, and slowly fell towards the bronze medal. This monster has rough skin and thick flesh, although it only condenses the true cultivation, and then finds a monster of the same level to refine it into a zombie, it can form a heavenly corpse swallowing moon array, which is good at swallowing corpse qi, which is enough to drum up the mana of Feng Han to the Jindan level in one fell swoop, although it is the addition of external forces, it is not true, but in the end it is very rare to have the combat power of the Jindan level. With the coldness of Feng Han's state of mind, he couldn't help but smile.

When it was, there was another sword qi in the air, circling and sharpening, under the reflection of the sword light, only one sword cut off the monster's head, and before the monster could react, a good head had already flown into the air. This time it became hasty, Feng Han's heart was furious, his eyes wandered, and he saw a person coming from a cave entrance, his hands were empty, and he saluted: "Farewell for three years, don't come to Feng Han Daoist friends without harm!"

Ling Chong hid in the shadows, and saw that Feng Han actually wanted to capture the monster alive. That bronze medal is not a serious way at a glance, and now he is not Wuxia Ameng, he has some knowledge, seeing that Feng Han's hand is faintly angry, yin damage and vicious, presumably this magic weapon should be what kind of magic weapon to refine and raise corpses. Feng Han is a descendant of the Demon Dao, and he has an enmity with himself, which is already irresolvable, no matter what the enemy wants to do, as long as he makes it fall short. Ling Chong is not a stubborn nerd, he has to pay attention to what kind of dignified formation, the righteous teacher, now that the enemy is dark and I am clear, it is a good opportunity to smoke the cold and the black hand, I don't think about it, a sword qi flew out, and it really worked!

When Feng Han saw that it was actually Ling Chong, his anger immediately subsided, turned into cold killing intent, and sneered: "I came here to find you to break my grudge, and it didn't take any effort to get here, you actually dared to show up on your own!" Ling Chong pointed to his nose and said strangely: "Although this place is deep underground, it is also the territory of my Taixuan Sect, why don't I dare to come?

Feng Han's wax-like face was expressionless, and Yin Yu said: "I will kill you, and it will be considered an explanation!" Regardless of Nanshuang Anyang, he opened his mouth and spewed out eight sword qi, all of which were black and filthy, and his whole body exuded heavy corpse qi, which was the black sword qi. Eight sword qi criss-crossed, straight towards Ling Chong to strangle!

The Heavenly Corpse Sect takes the Taiyin Refining Method as the fundamental method, and the art of refining the corpse is unparalleled in the world. This black yin sword technique is just a sword technique derived from it, which was created by an elder more than a thousand years ago, and it was also deduced to the Xuanyin level. His talent for practicing swords is also high, and he actually cultivated to Ning Zhen in less than three years, and formed a natal black sword qi in the dantian, and his skills are incomparable.

Ling Chong also saw that the hunting heart was itchy, he had been in retreat for three whole years, he had never made a move, his hands had been itching for a long time, and when he saw Feng Han's black sword qi, where could he still hold it?

The eight black sword qi crossed the sky, like a ring for no reason, and the eight sword qi echoed one after the other, faintly turning into a sword tower, sealing Ling Chong in all directions. There are still eight other sword qi in the Feng Han Dantian, which can not be triggered. He cultivated a total of sixteen black sword qi, each sword was a condensation of true series mana convergence, he really absorbed a lot of ten thousand years of corpse qi in the Ten Thousand Corpse Yin Demon Great Array, plus his own penance, these sixteen black sword qi was the foundation of his future enlightenment.

When sword cultivation fights swords, in addition to releasing flying swords and sword qi to kill the enemy, you must also guard your own safety, otherwise you will be taken advantage of by the opponent, bypass the flying sword, and kill the sword cultivation body, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it is useless. The power sent out is 10 points, and the strength left in oneself is still 20 points, which is the right way to fight.

Among the sword techniques, the best way to protect the sword cultivation itself is the invisible sword technique, the real body and sword are one, all the sword light, sword qi, and sword cultivation are all hidden, and when the enemy notices it, it is often the time when the sword is hit, and the black sword technique is not so stealthy, and Feng Han can only leave half of the sword qi to stabilize himself. These eight sword qi can be described as trying their best, like the color of the blood river monster just now, and one sword can be cut into two sections.

Feng Leng looked at Ling Chong coldly as he resolved this move, "This place is adjacent to the Blood River, and the righteous path exercises are already difficult to play, although my Black Eyes Yin Evil Sword Qi can't draw the power of the Blood River for his own use, in the end, it is not controlled by the Blood River, but I want to see how much power the Taixuan Sword Sect's Xuanmen True Qi can exert here?"

Ling Chong's eyes were blazing with battle intent, and he shouted, "It's a good time!" The starlight sealed in the seven big holes in his chest all poured into the Dantian Xuanjian Spiritual Light Illusion Realm! Star Dou Yuan Divine Sword He had only cultivated the Northern Xuanwu Cultivation Change, and had not yet turned into the Xuanwu Star God True Body, especially the three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tian Sword Techniques had not been taught, and it was better to deal with enemies like Feng Han with his own Fundamental Dao Secret Void Sword Technique.

He has been in retreat for three years, and the starlight he has cultivated is so strong, he has never transformed the starlight into the Taixuan Sword Qi, and today he is full of energy, and he has merged into the Xuanjian Illusion Realm, and he has no nostalgia. The root of the Cave Void Candle Bright Sword Technique is this Xuanjian Spiritual Light Illusion, with the help of this strong star power, during which the sword light is like taking a big tonic and running wildly. The cultivation of the Cave Void Sword Technique is also rising!

The Xuanjian Illusion Realm was nourished by the starlight, and the sword light transformed by the thirty-six swords of Taixuan broke through first, and among the thirty-six sword lights, the forbidden generation was generated, and almost in a moment, it had turned into the mana of the condensation level, and the rest, such as the scattered hand swordsmanship that was stolen from Yang Tianqi, and some mortal swordsmanship that Ling Chong had learned, the sword light that had been transformed had also become extremely bright, but the mana had not improved much. Ling Chong didn't know the reason, but in fact, it was because Shaoyang's swordsmanship was learned secretly, and there was no trick to urge, and the mortal swordsmanship was even more crude, so it couldn't be promoted to the same level of skill as the Taixuan Thirty-six Swords.

When the sword light in the Xuanjian Spiritual Light Illusion is improved, and there is still a small half of the starlight left, all of them will be transformed into the Xuanguang Illusion, which will be used as a source of mana to nourish the illusion and deduce the source of mana for swordsmanship. The thirty-six swords of Taixuan had all broken through to the Condensation Realm, and Ling Chong had not been considered true until this time and was entering the Condensation Realm. The Xuanjian Illusion Realm of the Condensation Truth Progression is complete, and the means that can be used are too many at once.

Seeing the eight black-eyed sword qi falling, in the Xuanjian Illusion Realm, the two sword lights of the Taixuan Thirty-six Swords decomposed, merged and entangled, and suddenly turned into another sword light. This sword light is different from any other sword light, this sword light is complete, Ling Chong can't help it, he raised his hand, a sword qi flew out, the volley circled, the sword qi was scattered all over the air, and the eight black sword qi couldn't fall!

Feng Han sighed and shouted, "What kind of swordsmanship is this move? How come I've never seen it before!" Ling Chong was also in a trance, in the Xuanjian Spiritual Light Illusion, the sound of clicking was continuous, all of them were the sound of thirty-six sword light decomposition, some sword lights cooperated in one place, turning into another exquisite sword technique, and some sword lights were sinking, which was not as good as stealing the swordsmanship of the Shaoyang School.

Feng Han saw that Ling Chong was in a trance and didn't answer, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the eight black sword qi were divided, and he stabbed up and down, among which the black qi was emitted, decontaminating Ling Chong's sword qi. In addition to the sharp edge of the sword, the black eye yin sword qi is also good at polluting the righteous path mana, which is the most headache.

Ling Chongyang's hand emitted three more sword qis, the light was brilliant and colorful, but when it was handed over with the black sword qi, it was transmitted by the corpse qi contained on it, and the sword light immediately dimmed, and the operation was also a little ineffective. The three black-eyed sword qi took the opportunity to combine and strike a blow, almost invading Ling Chong's inner circle. Ling Chong was shocked, and when he woke up from that realm of enlightenment, the sword light of the Xuanjian Spiritual Light Illusion Realm no longer differentiated and fused, and became scattered, even the previous thirty-six sword lights no longer existed, but there were also dozens of sword lights that shone brightly, sharper than before, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Ling Chong's mind moved, and four more sword qi were emitted, and there were also a total of eight sword qi, each of which corresponded to a sword light in the Xuanjian Illusion Realm, the sword light was an illusory thing, and the sword qi was the foundation of condensation, the sword light was long in change, but the sword qi was good at attacking fortifications. Now, the Eight Dao Cave Void Sword Qi has changed with the sword light in the Spiritual Light Illusion Realm, and it has also made various responses, echoing each other and corresponding to Ruosi.

Sixteen sword qi slashed across this river of blood, cutting and grinding continuously. Feng Hansheng has profound skills, and his body of black and dark yin evil true qi has passed through the realm of condensation, and it has been completely condensed, and there is black qi on each sword qi, slowly eroding Ling Chong's Xuanmen righteous path mana, and every time Ling Chong restrains one point of black sword qi, he must call three points of Xuanmen true qi.

And Ling Chong is not a weak person, the subtlety of the sword qi and sword moves he sends out, every time Feng Han's sword qi is useless, he can still fight back layer by layer, dense and meticulous, and the swordsmanship is exquisite, which makes Feng Han secretly surprised: "I am suffering from corpse qi devouring the body, and I am willing to suffer in the Ten Thousand Corpses Yin Demon Array for three years before I can cultivate to the realm of condensation and urge the black sword qi." The strength of this man's true qi is below me, but the subtlety of swordsmanship is beyond imagination, where did he learn such exquisite swordsmanship?"

Ling Chong was not in a hurry, although he was in the land of the Blood River, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was suppressed by the Blood River True Qi, and the replenishment of the True Qi was very slow, but he had the refined Xuanwu Seven Residences Starlight as the base, and it was only at this time that the Star Dou Yuan Divine Sword Technique revealed its strong foundation, and the remaining half of the starlight was hidden in the Xuanjian Illusion Realm.

Only then did the starlight enter the illusion realm, and the thirty-six swordsmanship sword light drums were exploded, and they turned into many new sword lights, during which there were also supreme swordsmanship, and he had no time to taste them all, just by taking advantage of the pressure of sealing the cold, the new swordsmanship was used one by one, and the right was used for practice. If all the starlight stored in the illusion is brought into play, it is no less than Feng Han's cultivation, he has no fear, and he is happy to have Feng Han, a great master, to feed him.

The two of them tumbled and tumbled for nearly an hour, and Nanshuang and An Yang had already woken up from their own determination, and the true qi of the blood river here was too abundant, and they only felt that they were going to explode with only a wisp of refining, and they were busy and finished their work. The two of them had relied on their own cultivation of evil qi before, and their true qi was a little purer, so they were about to burst out to find the bad luck of sealing the cold. Who knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the sword light was dazzling, and the corpse qi and sword qi were entangled, and Feng Han was actually inseparable from a young Taoist priest using swordsmanship.

The two of them only looked at a few tricks, and their faces changed greatly. Feng Han and the young Taoist priest, no matter who used the swordsmanship, were extremely exquisite, and any one of them could kill themselves with their unparalleled swordsmanship in less than three moves. The two of them were already concubines, their hearts were connected, they gestured to each other, and slowly retreated, wanting to flee for their lives, for fear of making a little noise.

The more Feng Han fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say why, he only felt that Ling Chong's swordsmanship was sometimes fantastical and wonderful, and sometimes it was incoherent, remembering that he had many dreams at night, and he didn't want to entangle with him anymore, so he had to use the most powerful move in Hei Chong's swordsmanship, and Ling Chong was killed.

At this moment, I only heard a strange sound in the river of blood, like the wind passing through the hills and ravines, and the rain falling on the forest, and the sound kept coming. A ripple in the river of blood kept stirring, rushing straight towards the two of them. Although Ling Chong and Feng Han were fighting swords, their spiritual sense was more keen, and when they saw that something was wrong, they first jumped out of the circle and watched intently.