"The Disintegration of the Demon" has nine levels. Li Cangtian, who died at the hands of Yuan Futu, has reached the sixth level. This is already an extremely advanced level. His physical body is so strong that even Fang Huanzhen, who is in the Heaven Transformation Realm, can't
withstand.
It is rumored that Qin Chuan, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, has reached a level of attainment in this martial arts book that has never been surpassed in the ages and will never be followed again. After all, no one has reached the peak of cultivation to this day.
Although Jian Twelve had never seen this seventh-level Kung Fu book before, he also knew that its power was absolutely unimaginable and terrifying. He frowned deeply on his ferocious face and asked: "At what level have you practiced?
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At this time, the black lines all over Qin Chuan's body gradually became brighter, as if smeared with a thick layer of grease, and powerful demonic energy surged inside, wreaking havoc on the surrounding heaven and earth energy. He shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.
He said: "You will know after you try it."
As soon as he finished speaking, his clothes shook violently, and there seemed to be violent airflow hidden in the sleeves, urging his body to move forward at great speed.
"It's amazing!"
Yuan Futu looked at this scene and found that Qin Chuan's speed was on par with the effect of his Gale Seal, or even half a minute faster. But what was terrifying was that the Demon Sect Master did not use any spiritual treasures and only used his physical body to force the force.
Tearing the void apart, the oncoming strong wind had no effect on him.
The first level, move mountains!
Qin Chuan punched out, and the Heaven and Earth Dharma behind him also punched out. The force of the punch entered the air, and suddenly the space became dark and silent. It seemed to be extremely calm, but it contained a terrifying aura that was suppressed by the extreme.
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Jian Twelve had already suffered a loss before, and he no longer dared to be careless at this time. He retreated as fast as he could and swung hundreds of killing swords while breathing.
Countless sword intents capable of destroying gods and Buddhas burst out and collided with the fist, like gorgeous fireworks exploding out of thin air.
Qin Chuan's face was expressionless. His left foot suddenly took a step forward, but his entire body disappeared, leaving only a faint afterimage in place, which was torn into illusory fragments by the strong wind.
At this moment, Yuan Futu only had a look of astonishment on his face. Qin Chuan's speed had far surpassed that of the Swift Wind Seal just by relying on his physical body. Even in the field of teleportation, it was considered to be at the peak level.
It was even close to the realm of space travel, which made him really unable to understand the mystery.
Ziye Canglong said calmly: "The third level of the demon's disintegration...turns around."
Turning is a peak movement technique that can kill Lingbao instantly.
With one step, Qin Chuan appeared silently behind Jian Twelve, and pushed forward with his long-prepared fist seal.
The huge Heaven and Earth Dharma behind him had a stern look on his face and kept the same posture. The huge fist seal was packed with thick and pure demonic energy and surged forward, directly hitting Jian Twelve's back.
Jian Twelve's consciousness still remained at the moment when Qin Chuan disappeared, but as a strong man in the realm of transformation, he would never be defenseless. However, there was no time left for him to turn around and deal with it, so he didn't even look back.
But Wang Jian had already swept behind him.
A very deep black line emerged straight from top to bottom in the void and quickly tore apart. One can imagine how powerful these two forces are.
"The angry sword dominates the world!"
Jian Twelve held back the still-shocking Yuan Shen Hai, and the sword intent transformed from Burning Sky's rage burst out from the King's Sword, appearing so vast and containing irresistible destructiveness.
"The sixth level, demon bone!"
Qin Chuan's strength is constantly rising. It seems that he has not fought so vigorously for a long time, which makes his body look a little rusty. He must constantly warm up to return to the state of fighting in all directions. At this moment, the black lines all over his body The light shone brightly, as if a film had been coated on his body.
He did not dodge and allowed the world-dwelling sword to stab his chest.
Boom!
The sword intent that had been condensed to its peak exploded immediately, turning into large swaths of blood-colored light that dispersed into the sky, like a red river bursting from its banks and venting out of Qin Chuan's chest.
Jian Twelve's face became more and more ugly. He looked at Qin Chuan who was forced to take a few steps back. He couldn't imagine that this physical body could be so powerful.
"The Demon Bone Realm is a realm known for its defense during the disintegration of demons. It is inherited from the ancient ancestral witch's secret method of the body. Your sword wants to pierce my flesh and blood, but I'm afraid it's not so sharp." Qin Chuan's words were still clear. With full confidence, he immediately raised his arms, and countless streams of black fire emerged from his body, expanding at an alarming speed. In an instant, there seemed to be a line of flames hanging in the sky within a radius of ten miles. The river has no temperature at all, and is burning with infinite evil energy.
Jian Twelve used the power of true demon to protect his whole body and stepped on this river of fire. He only felt that the scale of this demonic energy was astonishing. It was hard to imagine how much reserve there was in the Yuanshen Sea to create such a Seeing the scene, he couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "The golden elixir of the God Returning Realm is really powerful."
Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, "When you reach the state of returning to the gods, there will be no more golden elixirs."
"Without the golden elixir, how can it be possible to generate demonic energy?"
Demon energy, like true essence, is derived from the energy of heaven and earth, and whether it is a life bead or a golden elixir, it is a necessary condition for the evolution of power. But when he heard Qin Chuan's answer, he ordered the sword to Twelve felt extremely confused.
Qin Chuan had already created this river of demonic energy with his hands, but he showed no sign of fatigue. The strong demonic energy wrapped around his body and was being evolved endlessly, as if there was no end. He said meaningfully: "As long as I am willing, and the vitality of heaven and earth will naturally turn into demonic energy."
As he spoke, his fingertips drew across the void, drawing a slender black flame. A large amount of condensed heaven and earth energy was evolving at an alarming speed along his fingertips.
"That's it." Jian Twelve nodded slightly and said these words with difficulty. He seemed to understand the true meaning of the realm of returning to the gods.
Qin Chuan stood in the river flowing with black flames and said: "Just now you asked me what level of disintegration and cultivation the demon has reached, I can tell you now."
Jian Twelve's nerves tensed up in an instant, as if he sensed a huge crisis, he involuntarily held Wang Jian in front of him, trying his best to look forward with his invisible eyes open.
"The eighth level! Regret! God!"
These five words came out of Qin Chuan's mouth, and each word seemed to contain the power that shocked the world. The surrounding clouds and mists seemed to be afraid of this breath, and they retreated one after another, leaving only an empty and gloomy sky. .
For at least a hundred years, Qin Chuan, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, had not done this. He took a step forward, and all the bones in his body made excited noises. The moment he landed, the void suddenly shook, as if it was collapsing downwards. A few minutes later, countless fine cracks appeared in the void at his feet, spreading crazily.