Chapter 838 Immortality

"Ding dong!"

Light water.

Dark in the middle of the moon.

The red-haired ghost raised his blue-grey palm, and the purple-black oval nails formed into buttons at this moment. When they were gathered together, countless black and red steam turned into thin lines and surged, and finally a drop of black water appeared on his palm.

The water droplets beat and expand like a heart.

At the same time, the iron-green palm grasped it.

Just like pinching a 'heart', in the center of this black darkness, a little purple fire flickers.

Just like a growing flower tree finally bears fruit.

"That is?!"

Chu Kuang looked at the heart-like fruit in the hands of the red-haired ghost cultivator in shock.

"It seems to be a Taoist seed."

The old woman frowned in thought and murmured softly.

"yes."

"But it is not a simple Tao seed, but the manifestation of this person's Tao body."

Lu Xinhou stared at the red-haired monk in the sky in surprise: "He seems to be stimulating his Taoism."

"His Taoist body...how come I haven't seen it on the Taoist body list?"

Yin Zhaoluo's beautiful eyes were also full of surprise.

At this time, they had no intention of continuing to fight. Not only was this scene too horrifying, but also because as the red-haired monk entered the late stage of divine transformation, the strength he displayed was indeed terrifying. Even Lu Xinhou did not want to do it for

Hu Zhong and rashly confronted this person.

The big man in green clothes holding a knife suddenly stepped back.

Zhao Wudao had sensed a powerful inspiration from the red-haired monk just now. Fortunately, the opponent was targeting Fei Laijun, so he was able to make a sneak attack.

However, the combination of the two blood shadows has already put a lot of pressure on him, not to mention the overhaul who took away Feilai Jun's Yang Shen and completely revealed his cultivation.

good.

Zhao Wudao didn't think that this person had just broken through to the later stage, but he always thought that the other person was hiding his own cultivation.

Otherwise, how could a monk who relied on secret techniques in the middle stage of divine transformation kill Feilaijun, who was from a large family, with one blow.

Even if there is one, it should be the best among the large number of candidates.

"Why are you so difficult to deal with?"

Zhao Wudao flew forward.

Holding the holy weapon, he killed the two blood shadows.

Instead, he was knocked out of the battlefield by the shock, and his internal organs suffered considerable internal injuries.

On the other hand, Tushanjun, who was at the center of the fight, was looking at the heart fruit refined by the power of the twelfth yin in his hand.

Miao Ran, who had not taken any action, said: "Tao body is not a rare thing. Whether it is given by heaven or self-cultivation, Tao body is originally used as a training aid. Everything is to break through to a higher realm and obtain more profound knowledge.

In Tao practice, even those who do not have a Tao body will discover their own constitution as they slowly practice."

"When you reach a high level of cultivation, your physique will become what people call the Dao Physique."

"It is a worthwhile trip to be able to witness the completion of the incomplete Taoist body."

What followed was deeper doubts.

Miao Ran stared at the red-haired monk, as if he wanted to imprint the other person's appearance.

Mr. Fei Lai should know, but Mr. Fei Lai is already dead.

"That thing is a big opportunity!"

The big demon stared at the 'Tao Seed' that was like a heart in the red-haired monk's hand.

He seemed to remember a voice in his heart, asking him to seize the seed.

"Of course it's a great opportunity."

The people who stopped had different expressions.

Tushanjun opened his bloody mouth without any hesitation.

The fangs spread out like a fan of knives, tearing open the flesh and blood at the corners of the mouth.

laugh.

Swallow it in one gulp.

His eyes suddenly opened wide.

A fire burned in his chest.

The jet-black jade bone also showed its inspiration at this moment,

The prison clothes of the body emerge.

The immortal corpse and the immortal corpse were originally like two separate magical powers. When the Tao seed entered the belly, they bloomed at the same time. The two magical powers became related and connected.

At this moment, the phantoms transformed by the Yin and Yang gods in the sea of ​​consciousness were soaked in purple-black flames, and they appeared sacred under the burning flames.

"The bones will not turn into pieces,"

"Flesh and blood are immortal."

"Taiyin Refining,"

"Forge my soul."

Twist decision.

Cast a spell.

Recite the mantra.

The three souls and seven souls combined with the Yin Shen began to transform.

This one seems too long and feels very short at the same time.

I just feel that spirituality, flesh and blood have reached a kind of balance.

"Burn!"

At the same time as the red-haired monk uttered one word.

puff.

Purple fire bursts out.

It turned into a phantom Taoist robe and draped over Yin Shen's body.

"The soul is like a core."

"My heart will never die."

"The purple fire of Taiyin burns my immortal soul!"

"'Three Flowers' Gathering."

"Tao body is completed!"

Of course, the three flowers in Tushanjun's mouth are not the real three flowers on the path of cultivation, but are based on the analogy of the three flowers, which combine the immortal bones, immortal corpses, and immortal souls into one, and the bones, blood, soul, and flesh are completely unified at this moment.

A tall shadow appeared not far behind Tushanjun.

On both sides of the figure are a black-gold blood tiger and a green-faced ghost fox.

Tushanjun, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, slowly opened his eyes.

…

Zhao Wudao stared at the tall figure with gloomy eyes. If the ghost cultivator was allowed to completely activate the Taoist body at this moment, he would have no chance of winning.

Thinking of this, he released the secret technique without any hesitation, twisted the seals, and recited the mantra: "The Falling Star Technique, the Heavenly Sword will be destroyed."

"Split the mountain!"

Boom!

The barrier space seemed to be illuminated by starlight, bright and bright.

"That knife?"

"Sacred weapon, Xuanjue Sword."

Chu Kuang said seriously.

He obviously knew the big man in green with the sword on his back. No, it was more about knowing the sword than knowing the big man.
To be continued...