The vast mountains are endless. There are cliffs everywhere and towering ancient trees as far as the eye can see.
Yin Xuege was like a nimble fox moving briskly through the mountain forest, and a cry of grief and anger came from behind.
Another low-level god was killed by him with lightning speed. It was a fire god whose body was covered with flames. He and another water god had been following Yin Xuege closely for the past two days. Let go, and join forces with dozens of other god generals to search for him in this mountain forest.
However, Yin Xuege has practiced the Cicada Hiding Technique, and his aura may be completely hidden at any time, and his speed is frightening. These god generals were thrown far away by him in a few strokes in the mountains and forests, and then he took the time to sneak attack with a cold knife. In the past few days, he had killed four or five god generals in succession.
Every time he kills the opponent, he will deliberately show up in front of other god generals, first gesturing with his middle finger to provoke, and then loudly announcing that he has killed another of the other party's companions, making those god generals roar like crazy bulls. Hot pursuit.
The essence and blood of the slain god generals were transformed into blood essence beads by Yin Xuege, preparing to take them back to enhance the strength of his subordinates. And their Taoist imprints were unceremoniously swallowed by him. There was already a thundercloud flickering above the blood sea, and there was a faint whirlpool spinning in the blood sea. There was a small island floating beside the whirlpool, and the island was blazing with fire. , but it is a fire island.
In the past few days, Yin Xuege had clearly noticed that his perception of thunder, water flow, land and fire had become much stronger. For example, when he is running in the mountains and forests, the earth will give him a strong and thick force like a living creature, constantly replenishing his physical strength and allowing him to go further with every step.
Without using any magical powers, relying solely on the connection between his body and the earth, Yin Xuege can now easily run for more than a mile with every step he takes. This kind of magical power is already similar to the Buddhist Tianzu Tong, and it is nothing more than a distance difference.
"Haha, chase me, keep chasing me." Yin Xuege squinted his eyes, blood gleaming in his eyes.
Keep chasing him, every divine general and every divine man is now his prey. The essence and blood energy can be used to strengthen his subordinate blood demons, and the Taoist brand can make Yin Xuege's strength increase by leaps and bounds, with various incredible magical effects.
When the blood demons under his command become the most powerful, and when Qingqiu Yan forges enough magical flying swords for them, Yin Xuege will play a big one that will make those gods heartache.
The dense forest ahead was at the end. Yin Xuege took two steps. The sky suddenly brightened and he ran out of the dense forest. A rapid river flowed in front of him. Across the river was a steep cliff thousands of feet high, extending hundreds of miles to both sides like a city wall.
A roar came from the cliff. A three-meter-tall god general with muscles all over his body stood on the top of the cliff, pointing at Yin Xuege and roaring loudly: "Don't run away, you cowardly ant. I am Du Lin, I challenge you. Do you dare to fight me face to face like a man?"
Yin Xuege couldn't help but laugh. Du Lin, the general with muscles all over his body, actually made such a weird request
Immortal consciousness swept around, and no other gods appeared within a thousand miles. Yin Xuege didn't say anything, and rushed towards Du Lin with a streak of blood. Yin Xuege was not interested in a duel, but he was very interested in killing him.
Du Lin looked at Yin Xuege, who was approaching rapidly. He took a deep breath, and a layer of white jade-colored light suddenly emerged from his skin. There was a loud bang, and the Blood Song Sword spurted from Yin Xuege's mouth hit Du Lin's heart. With a flash of fire, the Blood Song Sword was like a sparrow hitting the wall, swaying and screaming. Withdrew.
Yin Xuege was startled. He let out a long roar and spun rapidly around Du Lin. His hands brought up countless afterimages and hit Du Lin hard. His heavy punch can smash even a huge mountain into pieces, and the immortal body of an ordinary Earth Immortal can be shattered with just one punch. Doesn't he believe that Du Lin's body can withstand his heavy blow
Hearing the dull loud noise, Yin Xuege finally understood what it means to hit an egg against a stone.
Du Lin's body was extremely strong. Yin Xuege's heavy fist that could collapse the mountain fell on Du Lin's body. Du Lin's skin did not change color, but his own fist exploded into two masses of blood mist, but It was shattered by the counter-shock force of Du Lin's body.
Severe pain was felt, and Yin Xuege took two steps back in embarrassment. The Blood Song Sword circled around and struck down with a sharp streak of blood, stabbing Du Lin in the eye. But with a flash of fire, Du Lin's eyes, which according to common sense were the most vulnerable, burst out with a ray of fire. The Blood Singing Sword couldn't even penetrate his eyes and was bounced back.
Looking blankly at his broken hands, Yin Xuege looked at Du Lin in horror: "Your body is so strong."
Du Lin patted his chest hard, with a hint of pride on his angular face: "You ran so fast, I chased your ass for five or six days, but I didn't even see your shadow. , but I heard that you killed several of my companions. But you are no match for me. I am Du Lin, the powerful Du Lin. My body is indestructible and my strength is extremely powerful. You will die."
Before Yin Xuege could speak, Du Lin had already punched him.
The heavy fist squeezed out the air, and the air in front of Dulin's fist quickly twisted and compressed, and finally turned into a black air explosion. Such a heavy punch made Yin Xuege's pupils suddenly shrink to the size of a needle tip. His body swayed, bringing up an afterimage to avoid the attack of Du Lin's heavy punch, but his heavy punch grazed Yin Xuege's chest. , the blast from his fist actually shattered Yin Xuege's clothes and dented his sternum.
More than a dozen ribs collapsed at the same time, and the sound of cracking bones could not be heard.
Yin Xuege was like catkins in the strong wind, being blown away by the aftermath of Du Lin's punch. The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Du Lin took a long step and rushed towards Yin Xuege. He opened his hands and hugged Yin Xuege's body, and roared ferociously: "The adults above said , whoever can kill you, all the women in a big city of Xuantian Mansion will belong to him."
Yin Xuege's eyes widened. He smiled at Du Lin and said, "I am deeply honored. It seems that I am very valuable."
A black light rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and the Eighteen Netherworld Forbidden Temple turned into a pagoda one foot high to protect Yin Xuege.
A prison-suppressing ghost king quietly leaned out of the tower and thrust his own ghost weapon, a three-pronged steel fork, onto the tower. The tip of the steel fork was aimed at Du Lin's roaring incoming gun. Body.
"Shameless human monk." Du Lin's body is extremely hard, and his power is extremely amazing. The law he controls is the law of 'power'. The family he belongs to is known as the 'Hercules' among the gods and men. Even if it is Among the immortals, those who specialize in physical training cannot surpass his clansmen in strength.
But he met Yin Xuege and those ghost kings who were full of evil thoughts.
These prison-suppressing ghost kings were all masters of the Golden Immortal level in the ancient times, and their natal ghost weapons were naturally precious treasures of the Golden Immortal level. Although these ghost weapons have been greatly weakened in the Age of Ending Law, and only the various array formation restrictions in the ghost weapons have been damaged, the material of the natal ghost weapons is still at the level of golden immortal weapons.
The Golden Immortal Weapon was not only powerful, but also made of extremely strong materials. When Du Lin hit the three-foot steel fork with his own body, it was undoubtedly like a rampaging wild boar hitting a sharp steel knife.
"Shameless." Dulin's power was huge, but correspondingly, his speed and reaction were much slower.
The three-pronged steel fork stabbed into Du Lin's body with a 'puff' sound and poked out from his back. Although the Prison Suppressing Ghost King was greatly weakened in the long end of the Dharma era, his eyesight is still there. This blow happened to pierce Du Lin's heart, and the semi-liquid law imprint in Du Lin's body happened to be in this position at this moment. , was also penetrated by the steel fork.
"It's so shameless." Du Lin stretched out his hands and hugged the Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Tower firmly.
The heart and Tao mark were penetrated. Even though Du Lin was a powerful god, he still received a fatal blow. He hugged the tower unwillingly and used all his strength, which made his body rattle. He wanted to crush the tower body and make Yin Xuege lose an important treasure, but how could the Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Temple Tower be the native ghost weapon of the Netherworld Taoist, how could he crush it
"Do you control the law of power?" Yin Xuege squinted his eyes, like a butcher sizing up a fat pig in a slaughterhouse, and looked at Du Lin with a smile. Such a tyrannical body, such a powerful force, and the burst of energy triggered by a single punch can actually severely damage Yin Xuege's body. If Yin Xuege can obtain the corresponding power law from his body, then his body To what extent can it be strengthened
The billowing sea of blood spurted out along with the screams of countless blood sea ghost soldiers, and Du Lin was swept into the sea of blood.
Billions of ghost soldiers were tearing at Du Lin's body crazily, but Du Lin's body was so strong that those ghost soldiers could not hurt a hair on his head. Even Du Lin only shook slightly, and his huge power shattered millions of tiny ghost soldiers.
Fortunately, these ghost soldiers are almost immortal in the sea of blood. Unless they are beaten to pieces by various magical powers to subjugate demons, otherwise this kind of brute force will only damage their vitality a little, but cannot really eliminate them.
Millions of ghost soldiers reunited, but Du Lin kept struggling and roaring. Countless ghost soldiers were crushed again and again, and Yin Xuege's blood sea showed signs of disintegration.
Although the Prison Suppressing Ghost King severely wounded Du Lin and penetrated his Dao imprint, Du Lin's vitality was too strong, and his counterattack before his death was still not something that Yin Xuege could withstand.
Sighing helplessly, Yin Xuege smiled bitterly: "Then, no wonder I'm cruel."
Several prison-suppressing ghost kings slowly stretched out half of their bodies from the tower prison. They raised the steel knives and long swords in their hands and slashed hard at Du Lin's body.
The sea of blood cut off Du Lin's contact with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the prison-suppressing ghost kings continued to consume Du Lin's vitality. Yin Xuege simply found a deep cave to hide. It took him a whole month, and the sea of blood finally completely swallowed Du Lin, who had exhausted his strength.
A ball of dazzling golden light appeared above Yin Xuege's sea of blood. The blood mist was continuously absorbed by this ball of golden light, and then the pale golden light mist dispersed and gradually merged into Yin Xuege's body. Yin Xuege could clearly feel that with the integration of these golden light mist, his physical strength was slowly increasing, and his strength was growing every moment.
Moreover, a clear understanding of the use of power also appeared out of thin air, how to use a force to be several times more efficient, how to wield weapons to maximize the lethality, how to move the body to condense all the body's power into one point superior.
Yin Xuege had never had any experience with these experiences. Even the various secret techniques in the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra only taught him how to practice. There was also no experience in using this kind of power.
Yin Xuege had a vague understanding that if he could completely master the law of power, then he would be able to exert several times his combat effectiveness under the same cultivation level. This is a comprehensive improvement, an improvement that turns decay into magic.
Even his various magic powers can exert greater power through the exquisite use of this power. For example, when a sky thunder strikes from which angle, at what speed, and under what circumstances, it can cause greater damage to the enemy. This kind of understanding is something that Yin Xuege has never seen or heard before.
Since ancient times, all the immortals have used lightning techniques, almost always with a straight line of thunder. Who cares about the influence of angle, speed and other factors
Yin Xuege felt that a layer of dust in his heart was wiped clean, and his heart became lively and agile. He suddenly felt that he could perfectly control all his powers. Whether it was physical strength or magic power, or even the use of his immortal consciousness, they gradually became more subtle as he gained insights into Dulin's law of power.
After sitting quietly at the bottom of the cave, meditating for three days and three nights, Yin Xuege jumped up with a loud roar, and swatted forward with a palm of his hand. The power in his palm vibrated violently, the air was rapidly squeezed and compressed in front of his palm, and a layer of faint black air burst suddenly appeared in front of his palm.
With a muffled sound, Yin Xuegue pressed his palm on the mountain wall in front of him.
This palm penetrated the mountain wall that was thousands of feet thick, and a ray of skylight shone directly from the outside. But this palm did not cause damage to the entire mountain wall, but only made a palm-shaped hole in the cliff with a radius of about ten feet.
Yin Xuege nodded with satisfaction. If it were him before, this palm would definitely smash the mountain wall thousands of feet in front of him to pieces. But now he strikes out with a palm, and his strength is concentrated and compressed into one force. The lethality is obviously at least a hundred times more powerful than the scattered force before.
It's a pity that his control of power is still not precise enough. If the hole he made in the mountain wall is only the size of his hand, it will prove that he has control of power and he has truly entered the palace.
The movement of this palm was huge. After the palm force penetrated the cliff, it caused a hurricane to pass through the forest outside. Large tracts of ancient trees were torn into pieces by the hurricane, and the dull sound of breaking through the air spread hundreds of miles away.
Early warning signals rushed into the sky one after another, exploding into a spray of fire hundreds of miles above the ground.
Streams of spiritual consciousness continued to sweep towards the cave where Yin Xuege was, and the monks and immortals who had surrendered to the army of gods and men were dispatched in large numbers. It was obvious that Yin Xuege had been hiding in the cave for more than a month, and the generals who were chasing him everywhere were unwilling to do so, so they simply mobilized a large number of monks and immortals to join in the pursuit.
Although doing this makes the superior generals feel embarrassed, at least the spiritual consciousness of these monks and immortals is much easier to use than their naked eyes.
Feeling those spiritual consciousness coming in like a tide, Yin Xuege immediately flew out of the cave and randomly blasted out several blood thunders in all directions, blasting the nearby mountains and forests with smoke and dust. Dozens of god generals from far and near roared like evil wolves and charged towards them. Behind them, there were tens of thousands of sword lights and escaping lights connected together.
Hundreds of flags and banners appeared in the sky, and a large formation sealed the entire mountain forest with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
Twelve sky surveying secret treasures were flying towards this side rapidly. Even across a long distance, huge mana fluctuations were coming from high in the sky. These sky surveying secret treasures were already preparing for a full blow.
Seeing such a huge formation, Yin Xuege couldn't help but laugh up to the sky with great joy. With his body flashing continuously, Yin Xuege disappeared into the vast mountain forest, and then quickly restrained his aura, completely disappearing from the perception of the monks and immortals without a trace.
A quarter of an hour later, several god generals were frantically beating more than a dozen mountain peaks into pieces of earth and rocks to vent their anger, when Yin Xuege suddenly rushed out from behind them like a ghost. He raised the mourning stick he borrowed from a prison-suppressing ghost king, and hit the god general on the back of the head with the stick. Then, as soon as the sea of blood came out, he picked him up and left.
Although those divine generals were the darlings of heaven and earth, and although their bodies were extremely strong, their bodies still couldn't bear it when faced with Yin Xuege's use of golden immortal weapons to sap him. Yin Xuege almost shamelessly slapped the sap, grabbed the person, turned around and ran away. His speed was so fast, how could these god generals react in time
One, two, three or four... five, six, seven or eight...
As the god generals were killed one by one, Yin Xuege's combat effectiveness increased rapidly. His cultivation has not changed. He is still at the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm. However, his combat effectiveness has increased by more than ten times compared to when he first entered the Immortal Ascension Realm.
Another month passed, and more than seventy low-level god generals were killed by Yin Xuege in a sneak attack.
The unbearable losses made the commander of the gods who invaded Xuantian Continent extremely angry. He simply called back all his subordinates who were searching for Yin Xuege. Thirty-six sky survey secret treasures were suspended over the mountains, and then a salvo fired, covering tens of thousands of people in a radius. The entire mountain inside exploded into a huge deep pit.
But all the gods did not expect that Yin Xuege would actually get mixed up among the retreating monks and follow them back to the gods' stronghold.
The weather is getting hotter
Appetite is getting worse and worse
The good day to lose weight has arrived
Let’s lose weight together, and chant along with the pig head: three circles on the left, three circles on the right, twist the neck, twist the waist
(End of chapter)