Three hundred and twentieth chapters psychic red dragon
Apparently a more secret entrance appeared below. For the sake of safety, the disciples were allowed to leave Fujiao Island first, and then the spiritual masters rushed in to find out.
The other disciples came to the pile of rocks on the middle island to wait.
"Senior brother, do you know Master Fujiao?" Liu Ming asked curiously.
"He is a master in the crystallization stage!" Yang Wuyue explained: "There is a psychic red dragon next to him, so he got his name from it. This island is where he used to practice hard."
"Crystal stage? Are you a spiritual master?" Liu Ming has never seen this in the classics.
"Spirit disciples are called Qi Lian, spiritual masters are called the Liquid Condensation Stage, and the Crystal Transformation Stage is even stronger!" Yang Wuyue said: "Their lifespans can easily reach thousands of years, which is at the level of the ancestors of each sect."
Liu Ming was deeply shocked. He had just learned that there was a more powerful force in this world.
At this moment, the stone house where they were fighting suddenly burst open without any warning. An extremely abrupt red light flew out of it, and instantly turned into several red light threads that shot out in all directions.
"It's sword energy, get away quickly!" Daogu Zhong's voice exclaimed, and the spiritual masters all fled in embarrassment, and the terrifying sword light was not something that the monks in the spiritual disciple stage could compete with in an instant.
Several people were cut in half. Yang Wuyue and others dodge faster, but they survived.
However, Yang Wuyue did not want to miss this good opportunity, and cast a spell to cover it up, and fell into the earthly fire again. The real Fu Jiao had already passed away, and the psychic red dragon was quite capable, and had been hiding on Fu Jiao Island.
He practiced hard in the deep fire veins and refined some treasures of Master Fujiao.
"Hurry up! Where is Feng'er!" Aunt Zhong couldn't help but became anxious when she couldn't find Xiao Feng.
"There's no way, that's a dragon in the crystallization stage!" Zhu Chi said with a bitter smile, "We won't be able to leave if we don't leave."
"Alas!" Everyone had no choice but to flee the place quickly. The Jiuqiao Sect opposite also launched a mechanism pagoda and flew away, leaving only the terrifying psychic red dragon roaring filial piety.
When these people broke in, it happened to be a critical moment for him to refine the treasure. He was attacked and had no choice but to resist, but he didn't want to be killed, so he had to force himself to explode a divine sword.
Yang Wuyue has quietly arrived in the fire veins. She saw the powerful dragon. The dragon was originally a rare existence among monsters. Every part of its body is a treasure. It is even rarer to be able to achieve crystallization in Yunchuan Continent.
"Then come on!" In terms of cultivation, Yang Wuyue may have a chance to compete with him after decades of hard training, but who made it so coincidental that this place has an earth core fire vein.
"Destroy King Ming!"
Yang Wuyue and Yin God came out of their bodies, and the most terrifying of the five demon gods, the angry and world-destroying Ming King, suddenly appeared. The terrifying figure with three heads and six arms exploded, condensing flames all over the sky. Those fires seemed to destroy everything, containing the horror of the world-destroying power.
By means of this method, this leyline was detonated.
"Ang!" The psychic red dragon was already injured by the self-destructing magic weapon. At this moment, he could not imagine that someone would use such a heaven-defying method. When he wanted to run away, it was already too late. The anger of the World-Destroying Ming King easily covered everything around him.
The dragon fire was dispersed, and then it was suppressed by the six thick arms on the ground fire.
Looking from a distance, it was just a sky full of fire, but I didn't know that this psychic red dragon had been suppressed.
"Five demon gods!" Yang Wuyue once again sacrificed the power of the demon gods: "Soul vortex! Reincarnation of the heavens!"
The moment the five demons gathered together, they began to spin crazily. The vortex of destruction shattered everything and headed towards the soul of the red dragon.
"Boom!" The overbearing soul attack almost annihilated the red dragon. However, Yang Wuyue's soul cultivation level has not reached the crystallization stage after all. It is unrealistic to swallow his soul directly. However, the reincarnation of the heavens is enough to make his soul temporarily sink into
In reincarnation, it is enough to be able to suppress him temporarily for a period of time.
Yang Wuyue returned to his senses, his face slightly pale. This consumption of soul power was not a small amount, but he did not dare to neglect it, otherwise his work would be in vain.
"Blood Soul Talisman!" The blood-colored divine light rushed into the body of the red dragon, and the blood-colored runes instantly penetrated its body, soaking into its flesh and blood along the entire body of the armor.
"Wow!" The other end of the blood light fell into Yang Wuyue's body. Under the ebb and flow, the power of the red dragon was quickly swallowed up by it, while his cultivation level was rising steadily. The critical moment came when the condensation was reached.
It's time.
The condensate in this world needs the help of the True Evil Qi to condense Gang Qi, which is very similar to his practice of immortality, but naturally he does not need the True Evil Qi to practice. Condensing Gang Qi is an improvement in quality.
"Boom!" The tyrannical Gang Qi suddenly burst out, "Underworld Art!"
The God of Hades in the body broke through the fourth level with great force and reached the liquid condensation stage. The mana in the body gradually condensed into a liquid and flowed slowly. All the excess power was absorbed into the bones and flesh, and one person stepped through this huge threshold.
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And all the blood and flesh of the red dragon in front of him was refined by his magic talisman. The excess power could not be refined, so he refined it into a blood soul pill. Only the soul sinking in reincarnation and this huge body were left.
The white bones covered with Linjia
"Jie Jie Jie!" The five demons flew out from his fingers and turned into five white skeletons. They rushed forward crazily and quickly devoured the huge dragon skeleton.
The red dragon scales were a good thing. Yang Wuyue collected them all. The white bones had been devoured, and the remaining dragon soul was getting weaker and weaker.
"Tsk!" The Pure Yang White Bone Fire rose up, activating the Earth's Core Fire Veins, and began to burn the scales. Under Yang Wuyue's sacrifice, mysterious runes emerged from the scales one after another, and then formed into pieces one after another.
Under the sacrifice of the earth fire, the scales finally melted slowly and turned into a red treasure ruler, and the dragon soul was naturally thrown into it.
"Dragon King Ruler!" Yang Wuyue nodded with great satisfaction: "Since I have mastered the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures, I can't let the Eight Divisions of Pagoda be covered in dust!"
This object is one of the eight treasures of the dragon clan. The dragon soul is rare. After the lin armor and dragon soul of a crystallized red dragon are successfully smelted, this treasure directly transcends the spiritual weapon and reaches the level of a magic weapon. Now it is
The initial strength of his condensation is probably only the power of one blow.
"Ang, ang, ang!" The soul of the red dragon had been completely refined. At this moment, it was connected with Yang Wuyue's mind. After arguing for a while, it fell into his body.
There is no trace of the red dragon here anymore, only Yang Wuyue is left. This time he did not leave, but hid in the fire veins and continued to condense his cultivation. The five sons concentric demon swallowed the white bones of the red dragon
After that, a new round of evolution began.
I don't know how long it took, but a powerful force tore the fire veins of this place apart, but it was a cold female sword cultivator.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Are you? A disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect?" The woman saw that he was dressed like this, but his cultivation had reached the level of liquid condensation. She was a little unbelievable: "There are still some of you left here? Where is the red dragon?"
"The red dragon has run away. This junior just got a pill from Taoist Fujiao by luck, and he happened to be promoted to a spiritual master."