Chapter 305: White Tiger Holds Heavenly Palm, Six-Rank Two Magical Powers
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After hesitating for a moment, Xu Rui did not move the 'Six-legged Qilin Cauldron'.
Walking to the front hall, Kunlun's huge body was standing at the door of the hall, the torture ax in his hand was dancing like a wheel. On the steps outside the door, the corpses of half-insect people had piled up into a mountain.
More than a hundred heads have died here.
However, these guys were not afraid of death and still followed the ancient plank road to kill them from below.
Xu Rui's heart moved.
Kunlun opened his mouth and swallowed, with huge swallowing power, he swallowed all the half-insect corpses like a hill at the door.
The power of swallowing and sucking extended into the distance, and the army of half-insect men rushed into Kunlun's mouth like fish swimming in the sea.
After the Kunlun whale swallowed the sea, he strode out of the Huixian Palace.
After descending the jade steps, he raised an ax and cut off three stone bridges spanning two steep mountain peaks.
Beneath the stone bridge is a steep abyss of a hundred feet. Without them connecting the two sides, the half-insect man's jumping power would not be able to cross the nearly ninety-foot distance.
The endless offensive was also blocked.
After doing this, Kunlun returned to Huixian Palace.
Xu Rui released everyone from the black iron spirit boat.
The Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xu Ruian was fine, and quickly asked: "Valley Master, can you find the Muchen Bead?"
"Not found yet."
Seeing his disappointment, Xu Rui continued: "The Huixian Hall and Shangzhen Hall should be just the Ming Tower built by King Xian. His real tomb is not here."
"If it's not here, then where is it?" Hua Ling asked curiously.
"Haha, naturally the mountain was carved into the mausoleum and the earth was dug into the coffin."
Partridge Whistle's eyes lit up.
He had robbed many large tombs, so he certainly knew what Xu Rui meant.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's rest in the Huixian Palace tonight, and then go find the real tomb early tomorrow morning," Xu Rui said.
From killing the 'Petrified Immortal Insect' to defeating the red-clothed flash woman, he repeatedly used the 'One Qi Pure Yang Mirror', and even activated the eighth-grade spell more than a dozen times.
If it weren't for the vast mana accumulated in the thirty-six-foot-long Dantian, it would not have been able to survive.
But by now, it has been almost consumed.
Moreover, he was constantly fighting and was highly stressed. He also needed to relax.
As expected, tomorrow we will have to deal with King Xian, the real big boss here. It will be a really tough battle and he must be at his best.
Everyone looked at the sunset outside and the tired birds returning to their nests, and they had no objections.
Rest in the Huixian Hall at night.
After Xu Rui beheaded the red-clothed Shan Po, took away the corpse oil in the 'Six-legged Qilin Cauldron', and burned it with the true fire of the sun, most of the evil spirit in the hall was reduced.
I no longer have that uncomfortable feeling, so I can just take a rest.
As the core place in the entire Zhelong Valley, the spiritual energy here is extremely strong.
It only took Xu Rui two hours to recover his mana.
After meditating for an hour, I became energetic again.
"correct."
He quickly took off the Jiuxian gourd from his waist.
The consciousness connected, and as expected, a drop of wine the size of a soybean was produced in the upper space, exuding rich spiritual energy.
Since becoming an eighth-grade superior spiritual weapon, this treasure can produce one drop of eighth-grade inferior wine every seven days.
It can produce one drop of eight-grade fine wine every month.
A drop of wine is equivalent to an elixir of the same grade.
Now it is another seven-day period, and another drop of spiritual liquid is generated inside.
At this moment when he was about to face King Xian, every ounce of strength was extremely valuable, so he swallowed the newly generated spiritual fluid without hesitation.
After stimulating the refining of mana, the mana has been slightly improved.
I looked at the ‘Jade Immortal Apricot’ in the Jiu Xian Gourd. With the help of the rich spiritual energy here, the growth of the Immortal Apricot has obviously accelerated.
However, it will take some time to mature, and it is obviously too late.
"Would you like to eat now?"
After thinking about it, I still didn't make a move.
Without mature immortal apricots, his spiritual energy would be greatly reduced. Even if he swallowed them all, it would not be possible for him to step into the late stage of foundation building.
It is impossible to usher in substantial changes in strength.
Cows chewing peonies is a waste of natural resources.
Try to think of ways to quickly increase your strength now.
After counting the magic weapons and spiritual weapons in his magic bag, he sighed in disappointment.
Although I earned a lot of spiritual materials in Zhelong Valley this time, and even the Hundred Soul Banner has the foundation to achieve the eighth level, it is too difficult to get a spiritual weapon in a short time.
Open the cheat panel.
Have a browse.
When I saw Kunlun's attributes, my eyes suddenly lit up.
Any other spell cannot be enhanced in an instant, with the exception of 'Blood Pattern Technique'.
"If I use marrow cleansing points to turn the spiritual blood of the tiger demon and white ape into innate spiritual blood, the power of the innate spells will definitely be greatly improved."
And he now has enough marrow washing points to do this.
After some brief consideration, I made up my mind.
First, I added 2.1 marrow cleansing points to the tiger demon spirit blood.
After all, from the perspective of innate spells, the tiger demon's spiritual blood is more offensive. Moreover, the two ninth-grade spells are already too weak for Kunlun now. If they don't consume very little energy and blood, they will almost be eliminated.
At the moment when the magic was added, the three-foot-long giant tiger that was right next to the 'blood pattern technique fundamental talisman' roared fiercely in Kunlun Tanzhong Point.
Xu Rui was startled and quickly covered Kunlun with Xuanwu Seal to isolate the inside and outside so as not to disturb the meditating Red Girl, Partridge Whistle and others.
The consciousness is tightly locked on Kunlun Tanzhong point.
As the tiger roared more and more tyrannically, the giant tiger swelled in size again, and soon grew from three feet to nine feet.
Then it suddenly shrank and turned into a drop of red blood the size of a football.
Gradually, a brilliant silvery white appeared in the blood, like a jade ball shining with silvery white brilliance, blooming with powerful essence and golden charm.
After a long time, the blood had turned into the size of a basketball, and a large white tiger about ten feet long with an almost solid body emerged from the blood essence.
The silver-white word "王" on his forehead shines brightly.
A wisp of cloud flew out from the top door, holding two divine symbols.
Xu Rui's spiritual consciousness touched the divine pattern on the left side.
Mysterious insights flowed into my heart instantly.
A giant white tiger, as large as a hundred feet, stood majestically in the clouds.
An astonishing figure exudes powerful coercion.
The amber tiger eyes reveal infinite light.
Sudden.
The white tiger's front paws clapped violently.
boom.
A thunder seemed to explode in the sky.
The clouds are turbulent within a million miles.
A gigantic palm that was a thousand feet long, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, struck down from the air with a shocking and tyrannical pressure.
There was a "boom" and the ground shook.
In an instant, the soil sank, vegetation was shattered, mountains were broken, and rivers were diverted.
It seemed as if a violent earthquake had occurred within a radius of several hundred miles.
Just when Xu Rui was shocked by the extraordinary power of the white tiger, the huge palm print deeply embedded in the earth suddenly turned into a powerful spiritual light and rushed into Xu Rui's heart.
boom.
Countless words manifested.
"The white tiger holds the palm of the sky, the sixth grade is medium."
"What an amazing palm technique!"
Xu Rui was excited.
Although, with his current cultivation level, he is definitely unable to realize the power of the 'White Tiger Holding Heavenly Palm', as long as he practices hard and keeps Kunlun's physical body strong, one day he will be able to fully display its power.
After taking a few breaths, Xu Rui calmed down the excitement in his heart and looked at the remaining divine patterns with his consciousness.
This divine pattern gave him a stronger feeling than the 'White Tiger Holding Heavenly Palm' just now.
The moment when consciousness touches.
A cruel battlefield appeared before our eyes.
Raging dragons exceeding a hundred feet tall, giant eagles with wingspans of tens of feet, huge golden lions, and all kinds of strange beasts that had never been seen or heard of before were all fighting crazily on the earth.
The tyrannical magical power destroyed the earth.
The tragic evil spirit turned into lead-black ink clouds and enveloped half the sky.
Broken limbs and broken arms, broken scales and broken armor, fell like raindrops.
The huge amount of blood dyed the earth red.
Xu Rui's heart was filled with shock. Such a cruel battle had completely exceeded his imagination.
In contrast, what I had thought was a fierce battle was more like playing house in the face of this battle.
No.
Not even as good as playing house.
Sudden.
In the distance, a silver-white cloud appeared on the horizon, surging like an angry wave.
At first it was still far away, but within two breaths it was close.
The moment he saw the clouds, Xu Rui couldn't help but think of the angry tide in Qiantang he had seen before, and felt a sense of insignificance in his heart.
Along with the silvery white clouds came a huge white tiger.
The tiger's eyes swept away the person's eyes and suddenly opened its bloody mouth.
Roar.
The earth-shattering tiger roar was like the roar of angry thunder.
The countless giant beasts fighting on the ground were like ridiculous balloons, each one shattered into a mist of blood.
When the howling stopped.
The battlefield where the fight was originally taking place became eerily quiet.
It was the kind of penetrating, deathly silence.
Under the dazzling sunshine, there was nothing but the mammoth tiger standing proudly in the clouds.
It is a huge blood mist that cannot be dispersed by the wind, exudes a strong smell of blood, and covers an area of hundreds of miles.
When Xu Rui was shocked, the white tiger pounced down.
The ferocious momentum scared Xu Rui to the point of screaming, but the white tiger was so fast that it pounced into his body before he even opened his mouth.
boom.
Countless words manifested.
"The white tiger roars, the sixth grade is the best."
After realizing the meaning of the "white tiger's roar", Xu Rui was still immersed in the tragic battle and could not recover for a long time.
Too bloody.
So amazing.
It's too tragic.
But he had a strong intuition in his heart that this was the real battlefield.