Xu Hong was shocked and quietly took a few steps back.
Corpses were everywhere, and the ground was stained with blood. In this hell-like scene, the monk in white looked indifferent, showing neither sadness nor joy.
His eyes were closed tightly, as solemn as a stone sculpture.
The slow and low heartbeat slowly echoed inside and outside the magic circle.
A sound, light but heavy.
This confusing perception made Xuhong feel restless and irritable after just listening to it for a while, and his blood flowed back to his upper skin, so he had to retreat in embarrassment and hastily closed his six senses.
With the echo of the heartbeat, behind Bai Shu, the phantom of the wet Asura that had disappeared emerged again.
This time, it's a completely different look.
The face in the void is still ferocious, but it is a bit more fierce. This time, it actually has three eyes.
The three-eyed Asura raised his head violently and let out a silent roar.
Rolling sonic booms exploded, and even under the suppression of the heavy elemental magnetic formation, a circle of white air waves visible to the naked eye still raged endlessly.
The storm was fierce, and countless shrill cries like howling ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded in the air. The loud sound that tore the sky was heard far away and lingered for a long time.
Outside the magic circle, the dragon horses in the stables raised their hooves one after another and screamed in fear, as if they were encountering the most terrifying natural enemy.
What's more, there were a few extremely strong dragon horses that didn't care and broke their chains. They didn't pay attention to the shouts behind them and ran away without looking back.
While the dragon horses were commotion, there was a sudden commotion under the martial arts arena.
Three or five people who looked like generals were raising their glasses high and enthusiastically urging Xu Yan, Xu Yu and others to drink.
On the martial arts field, hundreds of strong men were practicing shield dance, with strong and majestic postures.
Xu Yan and Xu Yu did not reject anyone who came, and they drank all the wine they were asked to drink generously. It was a scene where the host and the guest were in harmony and enjoyed themselves.
Suddenly, at the moment when Asura's whistle sounded, Xu Yan, who was sitting opposite Xu Yan drinking, his expression froze.
The two of them looked at each other and without hesitation, they picked up the escape light and flew from the martial arts arena to the Yuan Magnetic Formation.
"Master! Master!"
The knight who had mastered the white arts and entered the magic circle was also there. He shouted a few words, his face full of confusion.
"Eat a hammer!"
The Shenjun Jiaoma, who was feasting happily, was stunned. It raised its head in confusion and slapped it again.
"Why don't you hurry up and chase?"
The knight got on his horse and kicked it:
"Otherwise I will castrate you!"
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At this moment, in the Yuanci heavy formation, Xuhong held the relic tightly, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Asura's rage did not last long. In just a short moment, the tall phantom with three eyes disappeared again.
With Baizhu as the center, the hard bluestone road was already in a mess.
There were ravines and ravines, like an earth dragon turning over, with deep cracks several feet long. Earth clods the size of human heads exploded and scattered all over the ground.
"Junior brother?"
Suddenly, under Xu Hong's gaze, the figure in the white monk's robe finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Junior brother, are you okay?"
Xuhong stepped forward hesitantly, his voice hesitant.
"good……"
Bai Zhu looked around in confusion. The dazzling sunlight in the sky made him turn his face slightly.
He moved his wrist slowly, and this body that had been silent for a long time suddenly came to life with his movements.
Under Xu Hong's shocked eyes, the handsome monk gently clenched his fist.
Between heaven and earth, the sound of wind suddenly condensed.
A series of cracking sounds of muscles and bones were heard, and strands of red dragon blood seeped out from every pore on his body, carrying the majestic aura of being burned by heavenly fire.
Countless buzzing sounds gradually sounded, and above his head was a vast sea composed of red dragon blood.
The handsome monk with a jade-like face stands under the vast sea, looking calm and composed.
Name: Bai Shu.
Martial arts: "Seven Steps to Generate Lotus" is perfected. "Shenxiang Fist" is perfected.
Beginners to "Great Peacock Fist". Beginners to "Lion Steps". Not yet beginners to "Dragon Master Ming Wang's Golden Body" (12%). Not yet beginners to "Gandharva Glass Mantra" (24%).
"The Self-Awakening Sutra" has not been started yet (4%). "The Pure Heaven and Human Body" has not been started yet (3%).
"Visualization Sutra on the King of Asuras" (Dampness-born Asuras: Xiaocheng).
"Red Dragon Heart Sutra" the second stage training acupoints (ear acupoints).
Property value: 81992.
A full 81992.
It's actually Xiao Cheng...
When Baizhu scanned the column of Visualization Sutra, his eyes couldn't help but froze.
The "Gandharva Glass Mantra" has increased proficiency by 20%, which is probably related to the Po Chi Visualization Sutra.
These two schools are both martial arts for cultivating the soul, but they are completely different from each other.
Wuhuai asked him to choose the "Gandharva Glass Mantra". Apparently he was worried that his practice of the Visualization Sutra would not last long, so he left himself some room early.
The ancient methods in front of Jedi Tiantong are indeed stronger than the last.
Bai Shu slowly released his fist, his eyes wide.
The "Visualization Sutra of King Asura of Asura" is not only about cultivating the soul, it also has many benefits for tempering the physical body.
According to records in ancient classics, the Great Asura King Pochi had attacked the Renli Heaven several times, provoking a war that would spread to endless catastrophes between Asuras and heaven and humans.
This great non-celestial god repeatedly challenged the Heavenly Emperor Shi, but always managed to survive.
He can cover up the sun and moon with his stretched out hand, and when he is angry, the gods and Brahma kings will be horrified.
Visualizing the divine will of this non-celestial god not only makes the soul indestructible and invincible, but the physical body is also greatly tempered. Every move is blessed by the divine power of Asura, the god of moisture.
With such a martial art, it’s no wonder that Wu Huai is obsessed with it.
Proud of the physical body and the unprecedented strength of blood energy, even "Dragon Master Mingwang Golden Body" was pushed to 21% proficiency, an increase of 9%.
He felt that his body was as solid as a pagoda. Facing his previous self, he could easily blow it up with just one hand.
Even if it’s Xu Hong in front of me.
He is a little higher than himself, his cultivation is already nose level, and he also practices the "Tian Ping Niu Mo Zheng Jing" which is known to be tyrannical with the physical body.
But despite this, in Bai Shu's eyes, his physical body was still incomparable to his own.
The martial arts before Jedi Tiantong...
Bai Shu cast his sights on "Pure Heaven Human Body" and sighed inwardly.
This ancient method also originated from Jedi Tiantongqian. I wonder when I can get started?
While Bai Zhu was thinking silently, Xuhong carefully reached out his hand and smashed the relic against Bai Zhu's head.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Shu held it tight and said helplessly:
"Senior brother, why did you hit me?"
"Can you talk?"
"meeting……"
"That was like a ghost just now!" Xu Hong yelled: "It scared me to death!"
"Are you really okay?"
After Xuhong finished scolding, he circled Baizhu twice suspiciously and asked tentatively:
"You're not short of money? Are you really okay?"
"Okay, not bad."
Baizhu breathed in slowly, and all the noisy noises disappeared in his open arms, leaving only the sound of heavy and slow breathing between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Xu Hong, who was shocked, suddenly noticed that Bai Shu's eyes had changed.
It was a noble golden color, as if all the gold had been melted and poured into those eyes.
There are no words to describe the majesty of that moment. All the colors were dimming, and only those golden eyes were shining.
Xu Hong vaguely heard the people's obeisances. He stood there blankly, and the majesty was like a tide, swallowing him up in an instant.
"I'm fine. I feel like...I've never felt better."
The monk with demonic golden eyes spoke slowly, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
