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The boxing state belonging to the eighth form of Turtle Snake Fist, after absorbing one-third of the heart of time, contains emptiness and seems to have become a real artifact.
The five-color furnace shook, and the void in it trembled. As soon as Su Qinian's mental energy fell into it, he was shocked, because half of the thousands of drops of vitality liquid he had worked hard to refine and collect before actually disappeared. p>
A gray-white stone bead, as big as a baby's fist, was suspended in the void. Drop after drop of pure white vitality liquid was swallowed up. Fine cracks slowly appeared on the stone bead.
Damn it!
Even Su Qinian, who was as calm as he was, couldn't help but get angry. These thousand drops of vitality liquid were such a huge fortune, almost equivalent to 30,000 taels of snow silver. And even if there were 30,000 taels of snow silver, it didn't mean that you could buy it just by buying it.
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The Eighth Book of the Demon Sutra, the Medicine and Stone Chapter, has records about vitality liquid. Even if you are not a real master among the second-rate people, it will be difficult to collect and absorb vitality from the vast world, let alone turn it into vitality liquid. This will definitely affect your practice, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
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Thirty thousand taels of snow silver was enough for Su Qinian to initially lay the foundation for Qingyang Peak. Although it was still far from enough, it was already the first step.
"Come out!"
While running, Su Qinian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the gray-white stone bead was expelled from the void of the five-color furnace and appeared in the palm of his hand.
So hot!
At this moment, it seemed that what he was holding was a soldering iron, and Su Qinian suddenly became wary. How could he put away this stone bead of unknown origin so easily before?
He threw it out, thinking it was a bit too weird, but unexpectedly, the stone bead shook in the air, turned into a gray lightning, and hit the divine palace between his eyebrows.
What!
At this moment, Su Qinian was a little frightened. There was no pain, and no scars. However, in the void of the sea of consciousness where the Zuqiao Divine Court was, the stone bead suddenly appeared, expanded infinitely, and became as majestic as a mountain.
Phew!
Immediately, like a long whale sucking water, the pure spiritual power that Su Qinian had refined and stored and floated in the void of the Divine Court was almost absorbed in a snap of his fingers.
"Asshole!"
Su Qinian's heart was boiling. These stone beads were like brown candies, so you don't have to be polite to ask for them.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the stone bead moved, and the movement was earth-shattering.
Full of cracks, the beads, which were more majestic than the mountain peaks, suddenly collapsed. It was more shocking than the thunder. It almost smelled like the creation of the world by ancient gods. It shocked Su Qinian's mental strength and almost collapsed.
Angry!
There was the roar of a dragon, unruly, like breaking free from the chains of hell, breaking the shackles, and the dark golden divine light bloomed, like a big sun rising into the sky, illuminating the entire divine world.
Su Qinian was stunned. What did he see? In the world of Shenting, there was a winding giant dragon. The dragon's huge body was as long as a mountain range. The dark golden dragon scales were cold and cold.
Each one is bigger than a house. Two dragon horns are curved and point straight to the sky. Four dragon claws have four toes. The claw blades are like swords and sword peaks, and the cold light is like snow.
A living dragon was born from the stone bead and appeared in his ancestral aperture divine court?
It was too fantasy and unreal. In two decades of life, Su Qinian had never seen such an incredible scene.
Angry!
Immediately, the long dark gold dragon raised its head, and the dragon's whiskers longer than the river vibrated. The dragon's roar was like a sea, washing over the entire Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard. Su Qinian captured a series of words and formulas in the dark, and these formulas were finally integrated into the
In the dragon's roar, it penetrated into the depths of his soul, and there seemed to be a person roaring, the sound was like a huge wave hitting the sky.
"No regrets! No regrets! No regrets!"
This roar was full of cruelty, and even more fierce and domineering. In the haze, Su Qinian seemed to see a vast blue sea, and a figure in linen clothes and straw sandals covered in blood, standing in the sky, with his back to everyone.
He stepped like a dragon, and every step he took caused a turbulent wave. The stars in the sky were swaying, as if they were about to fall to the world at the next moment.
"A strong dragon has regrets, but it cannot last long! A strong dragon has no regrets, and it will never look back!"
Angry!
A dragon roar seemed to penetrate the blue sky and shook the nine heavens and the earth. The figure in linen and straw sandals took action, his white hair was dancing wildly, and he pushed out with one hand. In an instant, it seemed that a real dragon appeared above the nine heavens, with its body twisting.
It was as big as a mountain, like a Great Wall of iron and stone rising into the sky. Then, the golden dragon scales transformed into a dark golden color.
The dragon was as powerful as the sea, with more cruelty and obsession. In front of the real dragon, there was a monster bird that was also bigger than the mountains. Its whole body was red, as if it were cast from blood, and its cold eyes seemed like two rounds of blood.
The moon is turning, especially above the bird's head, a single horn is steeper than the mountain peak, entwined with blood-colored lightning like dragons.
The real dragon roared, the sparrow neighed, and two powerful qi forces stirred up the world. Then, a blazing light burst out, seemingly tearing apart the vast void, and a long river gurgled, flowing forever, without any waves. p>
"A strong dragon has no regrets."
While running, Su Qinian could hardly suppress the shock deep in his heart. The battle he saw in the dark was almost forever imprinted in his mind.
Without even thinking about it, he understood that this was the last battle of the generation of Jie Hongqi in his later years. On the East China Sea, he competed with the Demon Emperor of the Tianque tribe, and finally both fell into the long river of time and space. This battle also became
It solved a major unsolved case in the history of martial arts between the human race and the demon race in later generations.
"The first form of "Dragon Subduing Palm", you can conquer the dragon without regrets!"
Su Qi's eyesight is bright at this age. He is no longer ignorant as before. At least he still has some understanding of top palm techniques such as the Beggar Clan's "Dragon Subduing Palm". The "Dragon Subduing Palm" is widely rumored in today's martial arts world.
The first style is not that the dragon has no regrets, but that the dragon has regrets.
The general outline of this style originated from the Qian hexagram in the "Book of Changes". The image says: "Up to nine, the dragon will regret it, and the surplus will not last long."
Therefore, there are rumors in the world that the first form of the Beggar Clan's "Dragon Subduing Palm" is extremely strong and powerful, with a strong and righteous force. Thirteen points of force do not need to be aged, leaving only three points, and the strong and yang dark force is continuous, enough to break the stormy waves, and even
Split mountains and break mountains, divide rivers into palms.
These many rumors are not consistent with the inheritance of the true meaning of this palm technique that he has received at this moment. The righteousness in it is even greater, but it also has an additional three points of determination, seven points of cruelty, and a very close to crazy obsession.<
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With a dragon roar, in the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the dragon body that was originally bigger than the mountains shrank, leaving only four or five feet long. The dark golden dragon eyes closed, the breath disappeared, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.
Among.
Without enough time to think carefully, Su Qinian jumped up and flickered, dodging the torn cracks in the ground. This was a real big earthquake, as if the world was destroyed. It made people feel the majesty of the power of heaven and earth, and how weak he was in the world.
The powerlessness of living things.
Su Qinian's speed was not unsatisfactory. His energy and blood were gushing out, and he was as fast as a horse. Even as he kept running, the formula of "Dragon Subduing Palm" kept reappearing in his mind. The ancient emperor who was watching in the dark
Fighting, the figure in linen clothes and straw sandals gradually became one with his body. His steps slowed down, and an unspeakable majesty slowly emerged from his body. However, his speed increased a lot. Every step he took was a full leap.
Twenty or thirty feet. If any disciples who have successfully built the foundation of Wudang outer courtyard see it, they will probably be stunned and feel inferior.
This earthquake lasted for an extremely long time, and the entire Moyun Mountains surged with demonic energy, cracking the ground and landslides, and there was a scene of destruction everywhere.
Su Qinian also noticed that the ninety-eight large cracks in the sky showed faint signs of fusion, and an undetectable shadow emerged from the eternal river of time and space.
Half an hour later.
After running for hundreds of miles, Su Qinian finally tore away the last thin layer of demonic mist and crossed the boundary of Moyun Mountain Range.
Breathing heavily, he found an old locust tree where several people were hugging each other, sat down cross-legged, swallowed a ray of vitality liquid, and meditated to restore the consumed energy, blood and spirit.
In less than a stick of incense, he opened his eyes again and saw hundreds of people in the world of martial arts fleeing from the depths of the mountains in panic and fear. There were also many garrisons. In the face of such a powerful force, ordinary soldiers could not
There is no resistance at all.
Groan!
The sound of a sword sounded long and distant, coming from the depths of the Moyun Mountains. Even the sound of the sky cracking and the earth falling couldn't cover it up.
Not only Su Qinian, but also in almost everyone's minds at this moment, an old Taoist wearing a purple robe appeared in their mind. He looked a bit old-fashioned and had white beard and hair. He was standing on the top of a glazed jade mountain with a solemn look on his face.
, the sun rises in the body and the sound of the sword roars.
Wu Tianzhu Peak, Zhenwu Hall Tianwu Zhenren!
At this moment, the eyes of the first master of the Zhenwu Hall were solemn and sharp as never before, and his eyes seemed to be able to pierce the heaven and the earth.
At the foot of Xueluo Mountain, there was no one left, and the eighteen heritage stone gates had long since disappeared. Cracks appeared on the mountain, intertwined like spider webs, and finally exploded with a roar, and the rocks penetrated the air. And this Wudang
The real person stepped into the void and remained motionless. When the gravel came upon him, he was crushed by the invisible edge before it reached ten feet and turned into powder.
Looking up at the sky, the ninety-eight cracks in the sky are about to be completed, and Master Tianwu takes action.
In an instant, the long sword chant reached its peak, and the purple jade whisk in his hand shattered, revealing a three-inch long purple-red sword in it. As soon as the purple-red sword appeared in the world, it swelled in the wind and became a sword.
A thousand-foot-long sword mountain, the metal luster is cold, and a purple-red blazing real fire burns on the sword, the void is twisted, and fine black cracks are burned out.
The sword mountain was in the sky, and as the sword finger of the real Tianwu moved up against the sky, the black and white yin and yang energy flowed from the tip of the sword. It seemed that the world was distorted at this moment, and a huge picture appeared over the entire Moyun Mountain Range.
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