Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Xuanmen cultivation technique, nine-turn fire pill technique!

This is the secret teaching method, cultivating blood energy, and transforming it into elixir, round and golden.

Jiuzhong really cremated this elixir, and one pill entered the abdomen of Xuan Gong ginseng!

Cultivating the "Nine Revolutions Fire Pill Art" can compress the blood energy in the body into a fire pill, and each strand of blood energy is a part of the fire pill, which is continuously quenched under the compression of the fire pill.

Both quality and quantity will improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing is that in the real fire ninth realm, every time the realm is raised, the power of the fire pill will increase exponentially. Whether it is cultivating blood energy or hurting the enemy, it is extremely powerful, which is equivalent to turning blood energy into a treasure. .

This is the secret cultivation method of blood energy in ancient times, which can not only improve the realm, but also kill the enemy.

Xuanmen exercises like this are extremely precious. Looking at the world, I am afraid that only the Taiji Academy and the Sixth Daomen have secret treasures, and they will not be easily taught to their disciples.

10% of fire pills is much more powerful than the inner gods of war like "The Sage's Mahamudra" and "The Great Sword of Bliss".

"Good stuff!" Zhou Dao was delighted.

This technique not only greatly improved the speed of Zhou Dao's cultivation, but also improved his combat power invisibly.

Today, he is assisted by Qibao Shenhunxiang, majoring in "Nine Transformations of Fire Dan Gong" and minoring in "Little Lei Yuanjing", refining pure Yang relics day and night.

I'm afraid it won't be long before he can break through the realm and reach the second level of true fire.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao took out the pure Yang relic.

The pale golden light radiated towards the surroundings like a flame, and every ray was like a cloud of smoke, swirling around the pure yang relic.

Zhou Dao held it in his hand, the blood in his body was restless, and the pores of his body opened and closed.

hum…

Zhou Dao Yun ignites the incense of the Seven Treasures Spiritual Soul, the cultivation method of "Nine Transformations of Fire Dan Gong".

The pure yang relic was swallowed into the abdomen, and the blood in the body immediately surged, running along the twelve tendons, and finally into the dantian, surrounding the pure yang relic, absorbing the essence and gradually forming a group.

At the same time, Zhou Daonian sang "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing".

Each character is like thunder with different frequencies, trembling muscles and bones, causing blood to resonate, and the speed of absorbing the power of pure yang is getting faster and faster.

Every time the blood energy circulates for a week, it grows by one point.

huh...

In an instant, the fragrance filled the room, Danxia rose, and the walls trembled with Zhou Dao's breathing.

His breath was also rising unconsciously.

…

This night, Ping'an Town enjoyed a rare silence.

Everything is back to normal.

After the demon plague was lifted, many monsters were beheaded, and this place returned to a quiet and harmonious mountain town.

After a night of hard fighting, the demon slayer guards went home and fell asleep with the happiness and fatigue of the rest of their lives.

The clouds dissipated, revealing a crescent moon.

On the street, the sound of "da da" sounded, and a car frame stopped in front of Yu Yaosi's gate.

At this moment, Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang are already waiting at the door.

"Tsk tsk, the two of you are really fortunate, you can't die like this."

In the car, a young man walked down, and it was the Lord of Ping'an Town, Wang Xuanzhi.

His eyes swept over the two major guards, and then looked at the Yu Yaosi Hall, which was almost in ruins, and could infer the tragic battle last night.

"Master Zhensi, you are back." Chen Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief, his face was still pale, and he needed Zhang Beixuan's support to barely stand.

"Go in and have a look!" Wang Xuanzhi still looked indifferent.

However, when he just walked into the lobby and saw the pool of demon blood, an imperceptible brilliance flashed in his lazy eyes.

"Congealing evil and turning evil, Lao Zhang, your lives are really big!" Wang Xuanzhi said in a deep voice.

The sha-level monsters are usually shot by the town-level masters themselves, or they are dealt with by the city-level imperial monsters.

"Good way..."

Wang Xuanzhi frowned, and his expression became more solemn.

He looked at the palm prints branded in the lobby, and a deep suspicion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Wang Xuanzhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked those palm marks, the remaining blood energy was like a flame, scorching hot and unusually fierce.

"Master Zhensi, can you see any clues?" Wang Hongbo stood aside and couldn't help asking.

This Duwei, the oldest of the Yu Yao Division, has boundless confidence in Wang Xuanzhi.

In his eyes, this young Master Zhensi is omnipotent.

Wang Xuanzhi was silent, feeling the remnant temperature of the palm print, his thoughts wandered, and a certain memory emerged in his mind.

On the martial arts field.

The young Wang Xuanzhi waved his fists, sweat dripped on the ground, and strands of blood energy escaped from his body.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, come here!"

In the distance, the middle-aged man beckoned, his pale face made the bushy beard look dazzling.

"The way of cultivation, one step at a time, you have practiced long enough." The middle-aged man smiled and said with satisfaction in his eyes.

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head: "It's not enough, I want to be like my brother, reach the Six Transformations of the Refinement Realm as soon as possible, and practice the inner magic art of warfare."

Speaking of this, the little guy's eyes lit up, as if hiding light, revealing a hint of yearning.

The middle-aged man smiled. He rubbed the little guy's head, raised his head, and looked at the dazzling sunlight.

"Dispel the talisman and transform the evil spirit, and the mind forms a soldier..."

"Nine changes in the refining realm, UU reading www.uukanshu.com to cultivate is one's own body after all, take advantage of falsehood to cultivate one's true self, oneself is the true one..."

The little guy stared at Wu Liuliu's eyes with a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't understand.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, dropped his right hand, placed it on his broken leg, and looked at Wang Xuanzhi, full of hope.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, remember, there is a kind of person in this world who can integrate his spirit into his blood... Everything is false, and he is the strongest means..."

"If you meet, you must stay away from this kind of person..."

"Did brother do it?" the little guy asked blankly.

"He's almost there..." The middle-aged man sighed, "Those who can go this far are truly terrifying."

"How can it be done?"

"Eight words!" The middle-aged man looked at the little guy in front of him, and a stunned gleam suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"…"

rumbling...

The dusty memory came to an abrupt end.

Suddenly, the remaining blood energy exploded under Wang Xuanzhi's touch, domineering as fierce, rising into the sky, surging like a river overflowing, traversing all directions.

Zhang Beixuan, Chen Qinggang, and Wang Hongbo's three major guards suddenly changed color and stepped back.

They didn't expect that such a terrifying atmosphere could erupt from the remaining blood energy.

Wang Xuanzhi stood still, as if he saw hundreds of palm prints falling from the sky, dense like a gust of wind and rain.

He snorted coldly, blood in his body rose to the sky, colliding with the weather.

bang bang bang...

There was a loud noise, and the earth trembled.

Wang Xuanzhi's face was solemn, and he spat out eight words:

"God and Qi combine, one thought returns to the truth!!"