Qin Yi practiced elixir for seven days, and Ju Yunxiu also practiced painting circles for seven days.
It is said to be lazy, but once a cultivator wants to focus on one thing, it can endure much more than the average person. Ju Yunxiu was dedicated to fighting against Feng Buluo, and she didn't even feel that seven days had passed.
Qianyuan is really too strong... By borrowing the power of the picture scroll to control a world, it can be regarded as the "will of heaven" in this small world, driving the energy of the whole world to deal with Feng Burui, but it has almost no effect.
Feng Bulu didn't do anything, just crossed her knees with a seal, her body was full of blood, and the power of her entire world could not be contained. The so-called sacrifice training was only competing with Feng Bulu's blood. If it weren't for the fact that monkeys often come to sneak attacks, Feng Buluo would have been able to sleep directly.
In a trance, I think of myself when I was sacrificed by my master... It was really hard to support, struggling to survive, and the style of painting was completely opposite.
The strength of the practice is so clear.
But it’s okay, the seven-day sacrifice and training of my own at least had the effect of consuming Feng Buluo. It is obvious that Feng Buluo’s injuries have not been well recuperated and recovered. The state is far worse than when the evil spirits came to chase them. .
As long as he perseveres, he will be killed sooner or later.
Just when Ju Yunxiu wanted to add more strength, she suddenly saw a mace flying over aggressively, rushing into the painting world.
He also left a sentence: "Look at it carefully, and take a chance to challenge him!"
Ju Yunxiu: "..."
Feng Bulu, who was inside, also saw a mace fall from the sky. At first, I thought that Qin Yi was stabbing with a stick again and didn't care, but soon found out that this time it seemed different.
Qin Yi took the stick to cross the border, and the stick was huge when it entered this world. That was because of the relative difference between the two worlds. Comparing this painting from the outside, the stick was so thick.
But this time the stick flew in, but it was a normal size, indicating that he had completely entered this world.
A single stick flew in? Feng Bulue immediately thought of the cold and cold artifact spirit that he had come into contact with before. It was this dead artifact spirit that stalked his soul sea viciously, causing him to be trapped before he could leave the painting world.
"I really thought that if Qianyuan was injured, he was afraid of you, an artifact spirit of the peak of Huiyang? You actually deceived him!" Feng Bulu sneered: "Just take you as a pledge, and leave this painting world!"
The blood bucket floated out and suddenly reversed. A white flag suddenly appeared in front of him, his soul power was cold.
A strange suction emanated from the blood bucket. The suction was not sucking the mace itself, but the soul inside.
Detention!
That white flag is used for this purpose, refining the detained soul into a part of the soul flag, which is precisely the best routine of the magic monks of the Wushen Sect. That monkey was also at the peak of Huiyang, and so was this artifact spirit, but Feng Bulu had no idea about the monkey he drew, but he was very good at dealing with this kind of artifact spirit.
So at the beginning, Tassel didn't like to fight at all. He quietly drilled into him and ran away immediately, otherwise it would be easy to get into trouble.
Unexpectedly, Feng Burui couldn't arrest this mace artifact at all! The blood fight seems to be sucking the mountains, not moving at all.
In such an instant, the mace has already split to the heavenly spirit.
This is the pure physical force of the mace propelled by the tool spirit itself. In theory, it is not as high as Qin Yi's qi blessing, but Feng Bulu was surprised to find that he couldn't dodge it.
Qin Yi slammed the stick down, and he hid it very easily. The trajectory of the stick was too clear, and any follow-up route could not be concealed from the eyes of Qianyuan.
But this one is different...
Looking at the unremarkable smashing, he couldn't dodge, there was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, it seemed that no matter if you dodge from any angle or parry in any direction, the final point of the stick will be the part where he didn't dodge or parry, as if The same is true of causality.
Feng Buli has seen this kind of "Martial Dao". This is a kendo that can truly penetrate the profound principles of heaven and earth, at least at the Qianyuan level. In the Penglai Sword Pavilion, it is called the Sword of Destruction, and there are not many people who can comprehend it. !
Qianyuan Artifact Spirit
Feng Bulu sacrificed a string of bones, forming a strangulation force around his body. This is a magic weapon that integrates offense and defense. Anything that enters the body will be shattered, including immortal attacks.
The mace accurately broke into the middle point of the bone chain strangulation, and it was also the weakest point, as if seeing through everything and being prepared.
All the strangling power was twisted on the mace, like a mud bull entering the sea, with no effect at all, but the mace has already broken the spiral, stabbing the lower abdomen.
Feng Bulu finally understood that the material of the mace itself was beyond his knowledge, it was not just a world-breaking power, the power of Qianyuan couldn't touch it at all.
This is the top magic weapon!
"Clang!" At the moment when the mace finally came to face, Feng Bulu swung out a stick and finally held it up.
This stick actually has no power, it just plays a physical role directly, and no matter how powerful it is, there is a limit. But what is very strange is that this time, the confrontation suddenly caused the thousands of miles of land in the painting world to collapse, the ground shattered, the red rocks in the distance turned into powder, the river stopped flowing, the mountains collapsed, and the monkey As soon as you get close, it will be in ashes.
This is the power of the soul! The terrifying and unparalleled soul power shattered the reality in the painting world, almost like reopening the world.
Feng Buru, who was facing each other, was horrified and felt the extreme cold and fierce aura penetrated straight into the spiritual platform from the place of encounter. It was not the original direct penetration that used the soul body as a drill, as if there was a dark sky shrouding the soul sea, so The soul sea was infected into black, and the aura of corrosion and annihilation descended, covering a thousand miles of consciousness, as if all his consciousness was distorted and replaced with darkness.
"Ancient Forbidden Technique, the Demon Heaven is coming?" Feng Bulu shouted angrily: "Who are you?"
Mo Tian turned into a grimace and stuck out his tongue.
Feng Buru: "?"
The left and right eyes of Motian turned into the shape of the sun and the moon, and the sun and the moon roared down.
It was Ju Yunxiu, who was outside the painting, who saw the opportunity and launched the final sacrifice!
The mountains, rivers and the earth that seemed to have collapsed were reborn again, surrounding Feng Bulu's body and surging up, as if to bury him alive. The sun and the moon were burning in the sky, and the ground was submerged by the thick soil. Feng Bulu wanted to break free, but the sea of souls fell into the shackles of the devil, unable to even move.
Not only was he unable to move, but he also invaded one after another, stirring up his entire soul sea like a sea of anger outside, and he couldn't even condense his thoughts!
"What the hell is this..." Feng Buluo thought in confusion, his whole being was submerged by the earth.
The sun and the moon shone faintly, and the earth, mountains and rivers were submerged in blood and spread for thousands of miles.
A wisp of fresh air is erratic, running in the sky.
The devil is evacuated, and the rain is sky blue.
The sun and the moon began to move quietly, and the sun gradually sank. In the painting world, the twilight scene, where the sun and the moon intersected forever, finally had darkness.
The white soul flags floated in the sky and slowly turned into white clouds, so the clouds began to flutter, obscuring the moonlight.
The earth has the attributes of flesh and blood... The mandrill's body clearly shows the shape of blood vessels, the false body has a sense of flesh and blood, and the eyes are more and more agile.
The bone chain circles and turns into a hurricane, which is a wind calamity.
The blood fight was reversed and turned into a mountain. There is a terrifying suction force in the mountains, which makes the painting world have the function of attracting people. If a person is held at the foot of a mountain, the power of blood fighting can be refined into pus and blood.
There are a lot of elements that are lacking in the painting world, and once they are ready, they are even satisfied with the aggressiveness of the enemy.
"What else is missing?"
"Water and fire."
"easy."
The Devil's Heavenly Transformation refers to falling from the sky and pointing to the place where Fengburui evolves.
Bone marrow phosphorus fire, faintly appeared.
The blood marrow scattered lightly and fell into the river.
The sun and the moon rotate, and the mountains and rivers are ready.
Refining the world with the body of Qianyuan, the painting world is complete, and the sacrifice is 100%, which is the treasure of the middle period of Qianyuan.
And the practice of Ju Yunxiu outside the painting can be seen to the naked eye, and it reaches the late stage of Huiyang, with the sword pointing at Qianyuan!
"I'm going to sleep." Mo Tian turned into a little ghost, swishly got into the mace, and flew away leisurely: "I wish you hot spring water skiing and a happy wash."
Ju Yunxiu stared at the flying mace in a trance, and was shocked beyond words.
In the end, helping her evolve the power of water and fire is not a question of Qianyuan's practice, but the understanding of Tao, this understanding of evolving heaven and earth... It's not just Qianyuan at all!