When I looked closely, I found that the place where the starlight flickered was exactly what Feng Zikang's sword was pointing at, but his sword movement seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, and he rotated in an instant, so he felt as if there were several places lit up together!
Long Que got up from the ground in a daze, and suddenly felt that Feng Zikang in the arc revealed a powerful aura that frightened it, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, shrunk his headless neck, quietly covered Feng Zikang's side, and continued to bully the blood spirit python who was struggling on the ground because of his abdominal injury.
To tell the truth, Long Que can't look down on this new master, but the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied, and Longyou Shoal was played by shrimp, and its five-clawed dragon not only died, but also lost his head; not only lost his head, but was also made into a trap beast; Not only was he made into a trap beast, but he was also trapped for thousands of years, forcing himself to explode the core before he could escape from the damn circle.
In this kind of situation, he bumped into this stunned Qing, Long Que thought that with his incorruptible body, even if he had any magical powers, it would be easy to pinch a little ant in the qi induction period, so he launched an attack rashly.
Who knew that this little ant had a lot of effort to press the bottom of the box, forcing himself to sacrifice his loyalty and send the dragon soul into the natal bamboo card in order to save his life.
This master's skills are strange, but in Long Que's opinion, they are just some small ways after all.
Just today Long Que took a few steps, but he couldn't help but twist his neck and glanced in Feng Zikang's direction, just as he slashed out a sword like lightning, and a white light cut through the fishy universe, and the power was amazing!
That feeling......
Familiar terrible.
Long Que shook his neck, it had no head now, it couldn't think of anything clearly, it just instinctively felt fear.
"Roar!"
The Blood Spirit Python staggered and stabbed its body again, it had a big hole in its abdomen, sprinkled with black blood, it was the credit of the dragon's lack of giant claws just now, and as for other small scars, they were even more numerous.
Hotaru Jiumi roared angrily, and a human head appeared on the python's body.
He was really aggrieved, whether it was the amount or the supernatural powers, he was able to stabilize this white bone trap beast, but no matter how this monster fought, it was fine.
As long as he is not a little fishy, he is brought by his five giant claws, and there are several blood marks.
Swim well!
You're really amazing. actually forced the ancestor into this situation!
I can't say, only the jade is burned!
” His face was hideous, his hair was disheveled, and his mouth was full of insults.
Feng Zikang turned a deaf ear, and his whole mind was immersed in the comprehension of the kendo realm, but Long Que was furious and flew up.
Dong Jiumi snorted coldly, but he didn't turn into a python again, he just wrapped his tail around and entangled it tightly with Long Que, letting its five claws scratch his body, but he didn't move, only raised his head high. stared at Feng Zikang, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.
The dragon lacks five claws to tear off.
Black blood splattered, but the blood spirit python was not seen to resist.
I was surprised in my heart, and when I looked up, I saw Jiu Mi open his mouth wide, and a bloody tongue was dragged out for a long time, and the tip of his tongue was bifurcated and trembled slightly, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, pointing directly at Feng Zikang's direction!
Long Que was shocked in his heart, and struggled to twist his neck, although it had no head, but I don't know what secret method the Mo family used to make it look at it with the two on the cervical vertebrae, only to see that Feng Zikang still closed his eyes, and seemed to be completely unaware of this imminent grip.
Long Que couldn't help but complain secretly, and said in his heart that this new master is really broad, why can't he practice when he practices, and now the battlefield is changing rapidly, even if it is my five-clawed divine dragon, the power is endless.
You don't have to be so relieved, right?
If I am struck to death by this stinky snake and it attacks again, wouldn't that be extremely gripping?
And now that the two monsters are entangled with their tails, Long Que can't stop Huang Jiumi from making this vicious move, so he can only fight, and he roared, while wanting to kill the blood spirit python as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he wanted to wake up the foolish guy who was obsessed with sword practice!
I saw that Dong Jiumi's tongue was stretching out longer and longer, standing straight in the air, seven feet long, flashing sharp light on both sides, bright red in color, delicate and dripping, and a fishy smell was pervasive, which was daunting.
This is Dong Jiumi's trick to press the bottom of the box, and use the magic power of the tongue to turn the sword.
He was originally a python or the like, if his tongue was like a sword, he could pierce mountains and stones, and after hundreds of years of sacrifice, he was even more agile, gathering the essence and blood of his whole body on his tongue, no matter what kind of strong opponent he could kill with one blow, which can be said to be Huang Jiumi's last killer steel.
Even if it takes three years after using it, and now that he is entangled with this beast, he may even die here, but Liang Jiumi hates Feng Zikang deeply, and he wants to put him to death, even if it is a jade burn, he will not hesitate to do so!
Long Que secretly complained, Feng Zikang was still standing in the void, seemingly unhurriedly dancing the iron sword, and the light golden arc that wrapped his body was dotted with starlight, which was so beautiful that he didn't realize that the killing machine was coming.
"Ahem," ahem,, Probably because of the long tongue stretched out, Huang Jiumi could only let out a strange laugh as if he was coughing, and his speech was also slurred.
Wanderers!
Look at my tongue!
” Hotaru Jiumi's tongue shot out, sharp and cold, and let out a hissing wind sound, straight to Feng Zikang's throat.
"Whew!"
Long Que screamed, but saw that the tip of his tongue passed through the pale golden arc around Feng Zikang's body without hindrance, Feng Zikang seemed to feel the strong wind blowing on his face, his brows furrowed slightly, and his body turned away.
"Poof!"
Blood splattered.
The tip of Dong Jiumi's tongue fiercely pierced Feng Zikang's left shoulder socket and penetrated from behind.
Blood flowed down the tip of his tongue, ticking down, Feng Zikang held the sword turned by Huang Jiumi's tongue with both hands, and slowly opened his eyes.
There was no pain on his face, but a kind of joy at a breakthrough!
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"A little bit is broken, and the universe is born!
So that's it!
” He sneered, ignoring the injury on his shoulder, and held the tip of Huang Jiumi's tongue and folded it hard!
"Click!"
The originally soft tongue was stronger than steel because it turned into a sharp sword, but under Feng Zikang's casual folding, it was like rotten wood, making a snapping and breaking sound.
Dong Jiumi rolled to the ground with a miserable scream, originally entangled with Long Que's tail.
Naturally, it was loosened; Long Que scurried over, overwhelmed him, showed off his strength with his teeth and claws, twisted his neck and whined at Feng Zikang, obediently asking for instructions on how to deal with it.
Feng Zikang slowly pulled out the half of his tongue that had passed through his shoulder and threw it on the ground.
This time's injury was real, and he couldn't figure out the injury, but through this sword injury, he suddenly understood the mystery of the Starlight Extinction Sword Technique.
Now although he was wounded, bleeding and pale, he was full of energy and full of ambition.
"Long Quan, you can deal with it yourself!"
Feng Zikang swallowed a pill to treat the injury, and joined hands to make Fang Que take care of the seriously injured Gui Shimi Organ Beast happily, looking well-behaved.
It twisted its neck, it was not so polite to Dong Jiumi, and it cut into his seven-inch throat with one claw!
※ Feng Zikang's pranayama was smooth, and he realized that the starlight extinction sword technique was even more improved, and this time he had an epiphany, and he actually raised the three-style sword technique to the fifteenth realm on a par with the soldier's heart method; This sword is worth it!
Feng Zikang looked at the blood hole on his shoulder, his brows did not frown, and he sprinkled medicine on it, the body of the person who cultivates the military path is already strong, and the recovery power is also amazing, this kind of penetrating wound is actually in the process of slowly recovering from the mouth, just waiting for the outside to grow up, and then use the spring breeze and rain to regulate the fine meridians in the details, naturally nothing to do.
At this time, Long Que had already torn the Blood Spirit Giant Python to pieces, leaving only Huang Jiumi's skull dead and rolling aside.
Long Que was holding the Blood Python Neidan and slowly sucking it.
After the python soul and Neidan were sucked dry by it, Long Que's body, which was originally a little crippled by Feng Zikang, recovered for a minute and a half, and the golden wires adhered to the bones became thicker and thicker, and it could be seen that not only the body was nourished, but the dragon soul was also enhanced, and his strength was greatly improved.
After all, the dragon python is still a bit related, especially the blood spirit python, which is a different species from the southern wilderness, and it also has a bit of dragon nature on its body, so it has become the best tonic for Long Que to restore the dragon soul.
"Go".
Feng Zikang's pranayama has been completed, and he still has to move forward.
Long Que followed behind the sword light, waiting for the next benefit.
Mangcang Mountain has 36 consecutive rings, which are divided into four continuous mountain ranges on the left, right, front and back.
Each has nine peaks, but in a moment and three moments, Feng Zikang has already killed all the demons in the front and left mountain ranges, and this time he went to the range of the thirty-six chain right nine peaks?
This scene is very different from the previous nine peaks and the left nine peaks.
The eighteen chains in front of Mangcang Mountain are the places where wild demons gather, not because they are afraid of the prestige of the White Bone Divine Monarch and have to be attached to it, or they just want the fox and fake tiger power, and they are angry, in short, they are not the descendants of the White Bone Divine Monarch.
In the last eighteen chains, there are gloomy clouds and miserable howls, and the resentful souls are wailing, all of which are disciples accepted by the White Bone Divine Monarch, and they have to pass on the Dafa of Nine Shadows and Ten Souls Searching, and the original side of the bright water and soil has turned into a miasma.
And the reason why the White Bone Divine Monarch is spreading the Fa is nothing more than one purpose.
Let these disciples and grandchildren get him enough mortal souls!
The transmission of the White Bone Divine Monarch is actually not to let the disciples cultivate on their own, but to make a person who knows the seal method, so that they can learn the Nine Shadows and Ten Netherworld Soul Searching Dafa hard, and these disciples pass on the disciples, and they also use this method to teach others.
The power of this magic power learned by the Seal Sect is naturally not the same as the original, and it is even weaker to pass it on from generation to generation, but for the White Bone Divine Monarch, there is a benefit.
His personal disciples, using the Nine Shadows and Ten Netherworld Soul Searching Dafa to collect mortal souls, will naturally be divided into eight tenths of him, and he will only get two percent, and the mortal souls collected by his disciples and grandchildren will be divided into eight tenths of the disciples, and in these eight tenths, he will be given another eighty percent, and so on.
The White Bone Divine Monarch received more than a dozen.
Disciples, a dozen.
When the disciples saw that the master's cultivation was simple, they were envious, and each of them passed on dozens of disciples, and among the dozens of disciples, those who were slightly smarter should also be passed on to the disciples.
With such disciples and grandchildren, endlessly, the White Bone Divine Monarch didn't even need to take action in person, he could receive enough soul to cultivate, and his cultivation soared, and finally he was entrenched in the thirty-six consecutive chains of this Mangcang Mountain, and became a tyrant in the southwest!
The existence of so many demon cultivators cultivating the soul of a living person has made the land around this Mangcang Mountain a hundred miles away from people, and these demons have no choice but to work hard and run around.
Search for the souls of the living.
They didn't dare to enter the prosperous land of the Central Plains, but the southwest, the southern barbarians, and even the Luo countries out of the Tang Dynasty all had the footprints of these demons.
On that day, it was the place where the White Bone God Jun Xing came, and he went out of the customs to perform Dafa on his own, and collected the souls of more than 70 villagers in Longshiyu, Feng Zikang knew at first sight that he was a master, and he didn't want to entangle, who knew that Wu Lingzi was sent to the door by coincidence in order to please the master, and became a scapegoat and was killed.
There are a lot of disciples of the White Bone Divine Monarch, and they don't care about dying like one or two, and the disciples still go west as they advocate, working hard to absorb their souls and worship the master, and they don't want any of them to break into the southern Xinjiang, and they happened to meet Mo Li, which led to such a public case.
During this time, Mo Li and Mo Phoenix successively went to the mountains in front of the cangqian to make trouble, causing panic in the hearts of the people, although the last eighteen consecutive chains did not suffer any nuisance, but they were also frightened all day long, afraid that there would be a collective attack by the masters of the righteous path, and they were also obedient in the past few days, and did not go out to slaughter mortals to collect souls.
Especially after the White Bone Divine Monarch was repelled by a cloud of black shadows incarnated by Mo Li, these disciples and grandchildren were even more frightened, and a few of them even wanted to change their doors and sneak away, after all, a little disciple of the Mo family was so powerful.
What if his elders came?
When the White Bone Divine Monarch heard this, he was furious, but he couldn't hide the mouths of the people, so he had to expose the master he had been hiding for a long time; As soon as this news came out, the eighteen demons behind Mangcang Mountain were silent, and their courage was a little stronger.
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The master of the White Bone Divine Monarch.
It turned out to be the master of the Netherworld, the owner of the Hellish Island of the Sea of Return!
The Plain White Bone Divine Monarch has a self-respecting identity, and has never mentioned to his disciples where his skills come from, and when he encounters such a crisis at this moment, he will explain it to his subordinates and disciples a reassuring pill to eat!
This side, sure enough, had a miraculous effect, and the disciples of the last eighteen consecutive rows no longer mentioned the attack of the righteous path, and began to gather together again to discuss, where to harvest the soul is the right thing.
Yes, behind the disciples of the Mo family, there is the Mo family, one of the three sects and nine streams.
There are countless Ning Dan elders in the Mo family, and according to legend, there are one or two Yuanying masters who are cultivated to the sky and Dan Po Babies sit at the mountain gate.
The White Bone Divine Monarch is just a small demon in the foundation building period, if they come, they will naturally be slapped to death with one palm, and the mother is undoubted.
But the Venerable Master Youmo, the owner of the Hell Island that does not return to the sea, is a god cultivator!
"That's a bird."
The disciples of the White Bone God Monarch laughed, today they knew that there was such a big source behind them, and there was an old monster who turned into a god as a master and grandfather, and they would be afraid of one.
Who's coming?
"No matter what righteous and evil ways he is, as long as he dares to step into the territory of our Mangcang Mountain, we will cut his heart, eat his flesh, and collect his soul!"
"That's what my brother said."
Disciples of the White Bone Divine Monarch, you are arrogant, you are extraordinary, the Divine Monarch's Mansion hangs the death order of the Hell Island, it can't be a fake thing!
They all feel that they have a backer behind them, and they are even more fearless.
At this time, Feng Zikang had just stepped into the right nine peaks.