The spirit of the remains of the stele does not have human emotions. He will never feel that running away is a loss of face. He only acts according to the strategy that is most conducive to fighting.
The black cloud of corpse qi occupies at least a few miles wide, and it is still rapidly spreading. At his speed, it is almost impossible to escape this range.
and the detonation detonated the profound flames that had been filled with the corpse's air, all it took was a flash of thought.
Sure enough, Xuan Yin's true fire exploded in the air filled with corpse gas. It's like mixing saltpeter powder with toner, but within a billionth of a breath, the area where the entire black cloud is located becomes a strong white light.
Xuanyin Youhuo only has a faint white light when it burns normally. But the instant deflagration is different, the light is like countless lightning happening at the same time. If you don't close your eyes in advance, I'm afraid your eyes are already blind at the moment.
This strong white light flashed, and everything was burnt. A void appeared in vain on the entire Bluestone Street, which was filled with the pure Yang Qi remaining after the True Fire of Xuan Yin burned.
Everything in the world is not a combination of yin and yang. The yin qi burns out, the entity naturally does not exist, and everything becomes empty. The pure Yang Qi itself is intangible and intangible, but just a mass of emptiness, and the range of this number has become a vacuum.
The surrounding gusts roared, rushing like a tide, like a galloping horse, enough to crush everything. But at this moment, this piece of heaven and earth became still, and then turned into chaos.
Hook up the heart to have a lingering fear. Obviously, it was only Mu Yuan in the late stage of seven-layer foundation building, but he forced him not only to use three dragon trees, but also to spend a dark fire orb. He also made ten of such Underfire Orbs. In the future, if he wants to have it again, he has to risk his life to go deep into the bottom of the lake. I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity again.
But no matter what, I finally won a game and it depends on what benefits I can get.
After the world became chaotic, his visualization was no longer valid. The whole world was pitch black, but in this pitch black void, he could feel something condensing and gathering, surrounding him like a light smoke, and then directly penetrated into his body from his seven orifices.
A wave of fear surged into his heart. Isn't this a trap? But his body was quite relaxed, and a calm spirit told him that although there was some pain, it was not dangerous.
Then, everything started again! From the first time he challenged Mu Yuan when he entered the Zisheng Monument, until the final victory over his opponent, every detail seemed to begin to repeat itself. Only this time his role changed. He didn't just challenge Mu Yuan's deception, but he became the whole world.
As if this battle was carried out in his flesh. The opponent Mu Yuan is a solid obstacle to his physical body to maintain the status quo, and the self who fought with Mu Yuan is a ray of spirit in his heart that strongly wants to seek the upper realm.
This battle is still tragic, but its ending has long been doomed, after all, Hou Zhuo has already experienced all this personally. It's just that whether it is Mu Yuan or anything in the entire scene, it has become a part of his flesh and blood, full of keen senses.
Even if Mu Yuan's mercury bullet hit the bluestone floor, it was like hitting his own flesh and blood, and it was extremely painful.
In the end, Bluestone Street was finally destroyed by the Underfire Orb, and he seemed to feel that the Underworld Orb exploded in his body. He has endured all the power, almost to pieces.
Heaven and earth are self, and self is heaven and earth. This painful self is constantly flooding between heaven and earth. Is this the feeling of infinite hell?
Fortunately, it doesn't feel long-lasting. Gou Zhuo finally awakened from the monument again in sweat. When he opened his eyes, he realized that there was a slight aura around him.
There is plenty of zhenqi in the meridians, and the sea of qi has expanded for a long time!
Gouzhu suddenly realized that he had broken through the bottleneck of the seventh stage and reached the late stage of the seventh stage? He couldn't believe that he had such an incredible magic weapon against the sky, could he directly improve his realm?
At this time, there were many more thoughts in his mind. Part of it was passed to him by the spirit of the blood-stained stele.
The blood-stained body monument can indeed help people improve their realm. It just converts the bottlenecks and obstacles encountered by the master in his practice to an opponent he can visualize. If he can overcome it, he will naturally improve his realm.
This method also has certain limitations. For example, if the realm of the opponent he visualizes is the same as or lower than him, then even if he defeats the opponent, he will not get any benefits.
And once any opponent is defeated, then this person's phantom will no longer fight against himself, and he will no longer be able to use this phantom to improve his realm. Therefore, if he wants to use this monument to continuously improve his own strength, he must constantly look for more powerful opponents to "photograph" the monument.
Even with these restrictions, this monument is a treasure that is hard to buy in the entire Xuanmen world!
The refiner of this monument is a talented monk who is aggressive and brave. In Xuanmen, although the magical power of the fighting technique and the realm of cultivation are complementary to each other, too much obsessiveness with the fighting technique will inevitably lead to a lag in the improvement of the realm of cultivation.
He was too obsessed with the study of fighting skills and supernatural powers, and instead abandoned his own cultivation. When his own realm was far inferior to the monks of his generation, he realized that no matter how proficient he was in combat, he couldn't make up the difference in strength brought about by his realm.
But he didn't change his hobbies because of this. Instead, he refined this magic weapon against the sky, opening up the conversion channel between the fighting technique and realm cultivation. From then on, he was able to break through his own obstacles by defeating the imaginary opponents that he visualized, thereby improving his realm.
As for the outcome of this person, whether he could finally fly into a fairy, Qi Ling did not mention. Probably Qi Ling doesn't know. He just serves the owner. Gouzhu didn't know which master he was.
If this treasure's ability is spread, he will be sure that he will not survive for three days. The strong of the five sects will cause a storm for this. Who wouldn't want to improve their realm?
Gouzhu suddenly remembered that he had consumed an Underfire Orb in the illusion. He took out the ten Underfire Orbs from the fairy lotus, and he found that one of them was strange. It looked completely devoid of luster, and the original dark black color in the amber became a gray. With a touch of his hand, this Underworld Orb instantly turned into ashes.
Just like when you consume the true energy in the fantasy world, the true energy in reality will also be depleted. If you consume the magic weapon in the fantasy world, you will lose the same in reality.
But regardless of the value of the Underfire Orb, it is priceless to increase your realm! Gouzhu thought to himself that he still had nine underworld beads. No matter what opponent he can visualize, he will drop one directly as soon as he enters. Isn't it possible to continue to rise to the nine-layer foundation?
Gouzhu's heart was full of ecstasy. He couldn't help but want to enter the retaining monument again. He wanted to try if he could visualize Zhong Dou or Wood. What are the consequences if you fight against them?
But when he used his spiritual knowledge to infuse the stele again, he realized that the stele now feels as hard as a stubborn stone, and it is impossible to enter. At this time, he discovered that the body of the stele, which was originally covered with bloodstains, was now completely white.
When he came out of the stele the previous two times, he had noticed that these blood stains were fading. But he wanted to win and didn't pay attention to it, but he didn't expect that all the bloodstains would disappear when he came out this time.
At this time, he had an idea for no reason: This monument needs blood to drive. The more high-level creature's blood, the stronger the effect. On the contrary, the effect will be worse.
Gouzhu cut his finger and squeezed a few drops of blood onto the monument. Sure enough, a crack on the monument turned red, but the color was so light that it was almost invisible. If this continues, even if he contributes all his blood, he cannot restore the blood-red color of the monument.
He couldn't help scratching his head. It seems that wanting to use this monument to quickly improve one's level ~ EbookFREE.me~ is not that simple.
Just as he frustrated and took away the monument, while blowing the lamp to sleep, there were still people awake in the dark night.
Not far from the Mu’s house, on a series of overlapping earthen roofs, two people in black clothes and masks almost melted into the night. One of them said sharply to the other:
"I want news of Mu Qin's death, but you told me that it was just unconscious?"
Another person argued: "I didn't expect the old man to keep a breath. But since he is unconscious, it is impossible to control the formation. The Mu family's guardian formation is also a decoration. same?"
The person at the beginning did not entangle the topic anymore: "Where is his son, that liu disciple, is there anything strange about him?"
"I didn't notice anything, I've been eager to find a doctor for his father." Another person sneered, "Don't worry, don't worry. This kind of snake venom is extremely venomous, and it's a big life if it didn't die on the spot. Can detoxify?"
"Okay," he nodded. He took the order, originally thinking that although the time is rushed, it is still simple. He did not expect that a few days before this day, Mu Yuan's son Mu Yuan had just returned from the Liujin Sect. For him, this matter raised the difficulty to a notch. He didn't want anything wrong, "Nothing else happened, right?"
"Actually..."
"Actually what?"
"In fact, there is one more thing. Suddenly several disciples from the Jade Palace came to participate in the Battle of the Five Elements Sect to live in the Mu family this evening."
"What? Cuiyu Palace!" This person was taken aback.
The other person smiled and said, "You don't need to be nervous. The disciples of these Jade Palace, the highest realm is only the four-layer foundation, and even Mu Yuan is not as good as Mu Yuan. It is impossible to have any influence on our plan."
