Chapter 125: The Heaven-defying Skill, the Sad Cauldron

"Boss, if you are fine, I will go to practice. I just ended Nirvana, and my cultivation is still unstable, so I need to be stable."

"Well, go!" Xing Fei was still shocked and waved his hand casually. Suddenly he remembered the matter of stealing stalactites and quickly called the gangster bird again.

"Boss, what else do you have? Can you finish talking at once?" Jinghuo Phoenix looked sad.

"On the Double Ninth Festival this September 9th, the Penglai Fairy Island in the East China Sea seems to be holding a cultivation conference. Among them, the young generation of cultivation masters will compete for three drops of stone stalactites that are rare in a thousand years. In addition, it is said that there are many fairy fruits on the fairy island, I think..."

"Go and go, you must go, you must go, if you have numbness, you must go and patronize with the immortal fruit." Before Xing Fei finished speaking, the Phoenix shouted excitedly, his eyes shining. The cry just now swept away, as if another person had changed.

"You know what I want to say before I finish speaking?" Xing Fei was surprised.

"Hehe, boss, why don't I know what you want to be? Don't forget, we are in the sky and under the earth, handsome and elegant, wise and wise..."

"Get out!" Xing Fei kicked the narcissistic guy into the room.

"Hehe, boss, don't worry, I will definitely complete my practice before going to the East China Sea. If I don't go there, wouldn't it be too shameful for them to give me face? Hehe." The rogue bird poked his head out of the room, looked carefully at Taotie Nirvana's room, and said, "Boss, during my Nirvana period, you must take care of that little loli, don't let him enter my room..."

"Don't worry, as long as you no longer bully Xiaohui, I will not kick you again." As soon as the door opened, Xiao Lingshan, wearing a big T-shirt, appeared at the door and said with disgust, as if she felt disgusting when she said anything to the gangster bird.

"Che" The rogue bird was so scared that it slipped into the room and closed the door tightly. The fear on his face made Xing Fei look at it.

He was really strange this time. First, he heard from Demon Ling that Xiao Lingshan just said something lightly and woke Su Yan up. Just now, there were two distinct small footprints on the rogue bird's face. From the shape and size of the small footprint, it would definitely not be Xiaohui, it must have been kicked by Ling Shan.

The rogue bird who had just advanced to become a fifth-level phoenix was actually kicked twice by the innocent Xiao Lingshan, still on the face. Moreover, seeing the expression of the Jinghuo Phoenix just now, it was obviously full of fear and fear when she saw Xiao Lingshan.

What's going on?

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On this day, the moon is shining with stars, and the night is not as bright as usual, and it is a bit deserted.

Xing Fei sat cross-legged on the top of a hill in the suburbs, covered with powerful red air waves. A few meters away from him, the blood shadow clone exuding an evil aura was quietly sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The location of the Blood Shadow clone is like a huge black hole. Most of the moonlight and starlight on the entire hill were attracted by him. Not only did it integrate into his body, but it also merged into Xing Fei's body. This made the entire hill look ghostly, darker and less light.

A trace of light energy kept drilling into the body.

Xing Fei was no longer surprised by this. The Blood Moon Shura Art practiced by the Blood Shadow clone is completely opposite to the Qiankun Ba Tianzhi. The Qiankun Ba Tianzhi can arbitrarily absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in 24 hours to improve his cultivation, but the Shura Art can only absorb the energy contained in the star and moon light at night to enhance his cultivation.

Quantitative change causes qualitative change. Although the energy contained in a ray of moonlight is not large, the energy contained in billions of starlight can only be described as horror. Xing Fei's cultivation level has not improved his realm today, but the energy contained in his body is even more condensed and huge. Now his entire body is like a huge treasure house, containing shocking powerful energy. Once it explodes, it is possible to destroy the world.

After this period of cultivation, the Blood Shadow clone has become stronger and stronger. However, the Blood Shadow clone has been completely refined by Xing Fei. Although he still has a trace of his own thoughts, it is absolutely difficult to reverse Xing Fei's wishes. To be precise, he has become a puppet with his own thoughts.

In the two completely different meridians, the orbits circulating in the meridians were almost exactly the same, with only a little bit of surprise, one was light gray and the other blood red, but they were strangely together, neither fused nor conflicted.

If the masters in the cultivation world were allowed to see all this, they would definitely be shocked to drop their chin.

It is a miracle that one can actually operate two completely different or even completely opposite cultivation laws at the same time without dying from a sudden death.

Now the blood-colored true energy has occupied a piece of space in Xing Fei's body. Although the scale is far less powerful than the Linghu where the Qiankun Batian Art gathers in the Dantian Qi Sea, it has also squeezed into the Dantian Qi Sea. It and the gray Linghu each occupy a space, constantly rotating, emitting a faint blood light, nourishing Xing Fei's muscles and bones.

Although the Blood-colored Spirit Lake is not large in size, Xing Fei has already clearly felt the powerful energy hidden inside. Thinking that when the Blood-colored Spirit Lake had not yet occupied the Dantian Qi Sea, a giant axe condensed by the Blood Shadow clone could forcibly block the energy light sword of the twelve-winged angels. If the Blood Shadow clone really wanted to break out in a powerful battle, it would definitely be even more terrifying than that day.

Xing Fei sat cross-legged, looked inside, and watched carefully as the two energy in his body continued to wash away his body, tempering it over and over again, making the body that had long become an immortal body stronger.

Whether it is the practice of the Qiankun Ba Tian Jue or the Blood Moon Shura Jue, Xing Fei does not need to practice hard deliberately. He only needs to enter into meditation and activate them, which is completely different from other practice techniques. If other practice techniques are like Xing Fei, they have already become possessed by the devil, and they are seriously destroyed by both body and spirit. The most feared of distraction in cultivation.

Xing Fei is completely different. He does not need to control the cultivation of the two magic techniques. It seems that both cultivation techniques have their own souls. Even when Xing Fei walks and talks, they will hide in Xing Fei and practice quietly, but they are far from practicing quickly after entering into meditation.

The Nirvana advancement of the Essence Fire Phoenix once again stimulated Xing Fei's ambition. His younger brother is now powerful and perverted. How could he be so incompetent as the boss?

The two magic tricks are against the will of heaven, and their cultivation speed is so fast that it exceeds Xing Fei's expectations.

Although he had never practiced the serious cultivation techniques, he also knew that other cultivators would never practice as quickly as they were. Moreover, he could be sure that the Blood Moon Shura Fate, which the Blood Shadow clone itself carried, was obviously a domineering technique that was no less than the Qiankun Domineering Heaven Skill. Otherwise, the red true essence would never coexist in the body.

It was faintly, the more diligent he practiced, Xing Fei actually felt a hint of fear.

He had a terrible feeling, vague and had troubled him all the time in recent days, especially tonight, and this feeling of fear became clearer.

He is just an ordinary person, but he has two domineering and stubborn cultivation techniques at the same time, which seems a bit incredible. The power condensed by the cultivation techniques of the two magic techniques forms an increasingly larger spiritual lake and entrenches in his dantian Qi sea. However, Xing Fei always has an illusion that these two powerful forces do not belong to him.

Both magic tricks carry their own thoughts, and they are just a tragic cauldron that makes wedding dresses.

Cauldron?

Xing Fei was sweating in a cold sweat. He suddenly opened his eyes. The blood shadow clone not far away flashed and merged into his body. The whole hill regained the bright starry sky again.

"Is the feeling I just appeared true? I am just a cauldron selected for cultivation?"

Xing Fei murmured to himself, his eyes were confused, he looked up at the night sky above his head, and at the same time he felt a strong fear. If his feelings were true, what would his final result be?

Both body and spirit are destroyed?

Or is it occupied by someone?

Thousands of years ago, the gods in the East and the West fell. To this day, those powerful gods who have no form and spirit are about to come to the human world again and reincarnate.

Could it be that I was the cauldron selected by one of the powerful gods for rebirth?

Xing Feiyue thought, the colder he was, and it was so cold that he was so cold that he was in his bones.

Originally, the excitement of rapid progress in cultivation was gone, Xing Fei felt that everything was far from what he thought, such as immortality and helping Su Donghai and his wife obtain the body of a semi-immortal. It turned out that it was just an illusory dream.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a bitter smile.

I had never thought about this problem before. The fear hallucination that suddenly appeared just now made him feel indescribable and carefully analyzed everything that happened to him.

After leaving the small mountain village, going to the Death Desert of Mount Emei, going to the West, robbing the angel's swearing clothes, and encountering the blood clan. All of this is such a coincidence.

Is it really just a simple thing to be lucky?

Absolutely not.

All of this seemed to be a terrifying hand coming from the sky, controlling the development of things.

If this feeling is true, then it is simply terrifying.

How powerful is the god who is reborn with his help?

Xing Fei was covered in cold sweat, and his whole body was so shocked that he was cold.

"Haha, what if someone controls my fate?" Jijing's dead silence erupted afterwards. Xing Fei suddenly burst out and looked up at the sky, "So what if I use me as a cauldron for cultivation? I don't know who is the one who succeeds in the end? Haha. If God wants to destroy me, I will kill God. If God wants to manipulate me, I will love heaven!"

The vast words and arrogant evil spirits came out of Xing Fei's body and soared into the sky. A dark cloud floating in the air could not bear the powerful evil spirits and were blown away.

The entire hill was suddenly shrouded in powerful pressure, and Xing Fei was in a tremendous sense of fighting at this moment.

he.

He actually wanted to challenge the gods and the sky.

However, at this moment, Xing Fei, who was in awe of fighting spirit, suddenly moved his heart and couldn't help but look up.

A black phantom passed by several miles away like a flash of lightning, like a flash of lightning, flashing and disappearing. A familiar feeling, the blood began to flow violently, and Xing Fei's heart moved.

His body flashed, and his body disappeared in an instant, teleported, and chased after him.

After two consecutive teleports, I finally saw the illusory black shadow in the sky. The black shadow seemed to be truly integrated with the night. Even if Xing Fei had such a high level of cultivation, it would be difficult to find this phantom if it weren't for the throbbing in his heart.

The black phantom flashed and disappeared again.

The speed was faster than lightning, and even the phantom was not left in the sky.

But this time the distance was closer, and the strong throbbing in my heart became more obvious. This feeling was so familiar, as if the phantom passing through the air had some intimate connection with my own blood.

According to this throbbing, Xing Fei was not afraid of losing, and another teleportation, and the illusory figure appeared in front of him again. He carefully hid his breath. At the same time, this time he also saw the identity of the black shadow in front of him clearly.

"Wu Xiaoyu?" Xing Fei exclaimed in his heart and opened his mouth wide. He never expected that this phantom with such a profound cultivation level would be the dark-tempered Wu Xiaoyu.

Wu Xiaoyu, who was flying rapidly in front of him, seemed to feel someone following him, and suddenly stared at him. Her two dark eyes turned around and looked at the sky behind her, frowned slightly, and obviously she felt something abnormal.
Chapter completed!