The vast mountains are endless. There are cliffs everywhere and towering ancient trees as far as the eye can see.
Yin Xuege was like a nimble fox moving briskly through the mountain forest, and a cry of grief and anger came from behind.
Another low-level god was killed by him with lightning speed. It was a fire god whose body was covered with flames. He and another water god had been following Yin Xuege closely for the past two days.
Fang, and dozens of other god generals teamed up to search for him in this mountain forest.
However, Yin Xuege has practiced the Cicada Hiding Technique, and his aura may be completely hidden at any time, and his speed is frightening. These gods will be thrown far away by him in the mountains and forests, and then they will be taken away by him.
Zi Xia made a sneak attack with a cold knife and killed four or five generals in a row in the past few days.
Every time he kills the opponent, he will deliberately show up in front of the other god generals, first gesturing with his middle finger to provoke, and then loudly announcing that he has killed another of the opponent's companions, making the god generals roar again and again, like a mad bull.
In hot pursuit.
The essence and blood of the slain god generals were trained into blood essence beads by Yin Xuege, preparing to take them back to enhance the strength of his subordinates. However, their Taoist imprints were unceremoniously devoured by him, and they were already above the sea of blood.
There was a thundercloud flashing, and there was a faint whirlpool spinning in the blood sea. There was a small island floating beside the whirlpool. The small island was filled with fire, but it was an island of fire.
In the past few days, Yin Xuege has clearly noticed that his perception of thunder, water flow, land and fire has increased a lot. For example, when he is running in the mountains and forests, the earth will give him a strong and strong feeling like a living creature.
The thick strength always replenishes his physical strength and allows him to go further with every step.
Without using any magical powers, relying solely on the connection between his body and the earth, Yin Xuege can now easily run for more than a mile with every step he takes. This kind of magical power is already similar to the Buddhist Heavenly Foot Power, which is nothing more than
It's just a difference in distance.
"Haha, chase me, keep chasing me." Yin Xuege squinted his eyes, blood shining in his eyes.
Keep chasing him. Every divine general and every divine man is now his prey. Essence and blood energy can be used to strengthen his subordinate blood demons, and the Taoist brand can make Yin Xuege's strength increase by leaps and bounds. There are various
An incredible magical effect.
When the blood demons under his command become the most powerful, and when Qingqiu Yan forges enough magical flying swords for them, Yin Xuege will play a big one that will make those gods heartache.
The dense forest in front of him was already at the end. Yin Xuege took two steps. When the sky suddenly dawned, he ran out of the dense forest. A rapid river flowed in front of him. On the opposite side of the river was a steep cliff thousands of feet high.
It extends hundreds of miles to both sides like a city wall.
A roar came from the cliff. A three-meter-tall god general with muscles all over his body stood on the top of the cliff, pointing at Yin Xuege and roaring loudly: "Don't run away, you cowardly ant. I am Du Lin,
I challenge you. Do you dare to fight me face to face like a man?"
Yin Xuege couldn't help but burst into laughter. Du Lin, the god general with muscles all over his body, actually made such a weird request?
Immortal consciousness swept around, and no other god general appeared within a thousand miles. Yin Xuege didn't say anything, and rushed towards Du Lin with a stream of blood light. A duel, Yin Xuege had no interest in it, but killing him
Yin Xuege is very interested in this.
Du Lin looked at Yin Xuege, who was approaching rapidly. He took a deep breath, and suddenly a layer of white jade-colored light gushed out from his skin. There was a loud bang, and blood spurted out from Yin Xuege's mouth.
The Singing Sword struck Du Lin's heart, and with a flash of fire, the Blood Singing Sword was like a sparrow that hit the wall, swaying back with a mournful cry.
Yin Xuege was startled. He let out a long roar and quickly spun his body around Du Lin. His hands brought up countless afterimages and hit Du Lin hard. His heavy punch could even hit a huge mountain.
The immortal body of an ordinary Earth Immortal could be shattered into pieces with just one punch. He didn't believe that Du Lin's body could withstand his heavy blow?
Hearing the dull and loud noise, Yin Xuege finally understood what it means to hit an egg against a stone.
Du Lin's body was extremely strong. Yin Xuege's heavy fist that could collapse the mountain fell on Du Lin's body. Du Lin's skin did not change color, but his own fist exploded into two masses of blood mist, but
It was shattered by the counter-shock force of Du Lin's body.
Severe pain came, and Yin Xuege took two steps back in embarrassment. The Blood Song Sword circled and struck down with a sharp bloody light, stabbing Du Lin's eyeball fiercely. But the fire flashed, and Du Lin
Lin's eyes, which according to common sense are the most vulnerable, also emitted a ray of fire. The Blood Song Sword was unable to penetrate his eyes and was forcefully bounced back.
Looking blankly at his broken hands, Yin Xuege looked at Du Lin in horror: "Your body is so strong."
Du Lin patted his chest hard, with a hint of pride on his angular face: "You ran so fast, I chased your ass for five or six days, but I didn't even see your shadow.
, but I heard that you killed several of my companions. But you are no match for me. I am Du Lin, the powerful Du Lin. My body is indestructible and my strength is extremely powerful. You will die."
Before Yin Xuege could speak, Du Lin had already punched him.
The heavy punch squeezed out the air, and the air in front of Du Lin's fist quickly twisted and compressed, and finally turned into a black burst of air. Such a heavy punch made Yin Xuege's pupils suddenly shrink to the size of a needle tip, and his body swayed.
He brought up an afterimage to avoid Du Lin's heavy punch attack, but his heavy punch grazed Yin Xuege's chest, and the blast of air from the fist actually shattered Yin Xuege's clothes and shook his sternum.
It had to sink in.
More than a dozen ribs collapsed at the same time, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard endlessly.
Yin Xuege was like catkins in the strong wind, being blown away by the aftermath of Du Lin's punch. The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Du Lin took a big step and rushed towards Yin Xuege.
He opened his hands and hugged Yin Xuege's body, and roared ferociously: "The adults above have said that whoever kills you will own all the women in the big city of Xuantian Mansion."
Yin Xuege's eyes widened. He smiled at Du Lin and said, "I am deeply honored. It seems that I am very valuable."
A black light rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and the Eighteen Forbidden Temple of the Netherworld turned into a pagoda one foot high to protect Yin Xuege.
A prison-suppressing ghost king quietly leaned out of the tower and thrust his own ghost weapon, a three-pronged steel fork, onto the tower. The tip of the steel fork was aimed at Du Lin's roaring incoming gun.
Body.
"Shameless human monk." Du Lin's body is extremely hard, and his power is extremely amazing. The law he controls is the law of 'power'. The family he belongs to is known as the 'Hercules' among the gods and men. Even if it is
Among the immortals, those who specialize in physical training cannot surpass his clansmen in strength.
But he met Yin Xuege, and met those prison-suppressing ghost kings who were full of evil thoughts.
These prison-suppressing ghost kings were all masters of the Golden Immortal level in the ancient times, and their natal ghost weapons were naturally precious treasures of the Golden Immortal level. Although these ghost weapons were greatly weakened and destroyed in the Age of Ending Law.
It's just the various formation restrictions in the ghost weapon. The material of the natal ghost weapon is still at the level of the golden fairy weapon.
The Golden Immortal Weapon is not only powerful, but its material is also extremely strong. Du Lin used his body to hit the three-foot steel fork. It was undoubtedly like a rampaging wild boar hitting a sharp steel knife.
"Shameless." Du Lin's power was huge, but correspondingly, his speed and reaction were much slower.
The three-pronged steel fork stabbed into Du Lin's body with a 'puff' sound, and poked out from his back. Although the Prison Suppressing Ghost King was greatly weakened in the long end of the Dharma era, his eyesight was still there, and this blow
It happened to pierce Du Lin's heart, and the semi-liquid law imprint in Du Lin's body was moving to this position at the moment, and was also penetrated by the steel fork.
"It's so shameless." Du Lin stretched out his hands and hugged the Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Tower firmly.
The heart and Tao mark were penetrated. Even though Du Lin was a powerful god, he still received a fatal blow. He hugged the tower unwillingly and used all the strength in his body, which shocked his heart.
The body rattled. He wanted to crush the tower body and make Yin Xuege lose an important treasure, but the Netherworld Eighteen Forbidden Temple Tower was also the native ghost weapon of the Netherworld Taoist. How could he crush it?
"What do you control is the law of power?" Yin Xuege squinted, like a butcher sizing up a fat pig in a slaughterhouse, and looked at Du Lin with a smile. Such a tyrannical body, such a powerful force, is simply a
The Qi explosion triggered by the fist can actually severely damage Yin Xuege's body. If Yin Xuege can obtain the corresponding power law from his body, then to what extent can his body be strengthened?
The billowing sea of blood spurted out accompanied by the screams of countless blood sea ghost soldiers, and Du Lin was swept into the sea of blood.
Billions of ghost soldiers were tearing at Du Lin's body crazily, but Du Lin's body was so strong that those ghost soldiers could not hurt a hair on his head. Even if Du Lin only shook slightly, his huge power shocked him.
Shattered millions of tiny ghost soldiers.
Fortunately, these ghost soldiers are almost immortal in the sea of blood. Unless they are beaten to pieces by various magical powers to subdue demons, otherwise such brute force will only damage their vitality a little, but cannot really eliminate them.
Millions of ghost soldiers reunited, but Du Lin kept struggling and roaring, countless ghost soldiers were crushed again and again, and Yin Xuege's sea of blood showed signs of disintegration.
Although the Prison Suppressing Ghost King severely wounded Du Lin and penetrated his Dao Mark, Du Lin's vitality was too strong, and his counterattack before his death was still not something that Yin Xuege could withstand.
Sighing helplessly, Yin Xuege smiled bitterly: "Then, no wonder I'm so cruel."
Several prison-suppressing ghost kings slowly stretched out half of their bodies from the tower prison. They raised the steel knives and long swords in their hands and slashed hard at Du Lin's body.
The blood sea cut off Du Lin's contact with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the prison-suppressing ghost kings continued to consume Du Lin's vitality. Yin Xuege simply found a deep cave to hide. It took him a whole month, and the blood sea finally
Dulin, exhausted of his strength, was completely swallowed.
A dazzling golden light appeared above Yin Xuege's sea of blood. The blood mist was gradually absorbed by this golden light, and then the pale golden light mist dispersed and gradually merged into Yin Xuege's body. Yin Xuege
It can be clearly felt that with the integration of these golden light mist, his physical strength is slowly increasing, and his strength is growing every moment.
Moreover, a clear understanding of the use of power also appeared out of thin air: how to exert a force several times more efficiently, how to wield a weapon to maximize its lethality, how to move the body so that all the body's power can be condensed into one point.
superior.
Yin Xuege had never been exposed to these experiences. Even the various secret techniques in the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra only taught him how to practice. There was also no experience in using this kind of power.
Yin Xuege has a vague understanding. If he can completely master the law of power, then he can exert several times the combat effectiveness under the same cultivation level. This is a comprehensive improvement, a kind of decay.
For a miraculous improvement.
Even his various magical powers can exert greater power through the exquisite use of this power. For example, from which angle does a sky thunder strike, at what speed, and under what circumstances can it strike?
Causing greater damage to the enemy is something Yin Xuege has never seen or heard before.
Since ancient times, all the immortals who have used lightning techniques have almost always struck a straight line of thunder from the sky. Who cares about the influence of angle, speed and other factors?
Yin Xuege only felt that a layer of dust in his heart was wiped clean, and his heart became lively and agile. He suddenly felt that he could perfectly control all his powers. Whether it was physical power or magic power, even his immortal consciousness
The application gradually became more subtle as he gained the understanding of Dulin's law of power.
After quietly sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the cave, meditating for three days and three nights, Yin Xuege jumped up with a loud roar, and swatted forward with a palm. The power in his palm vibrated violently, and the air moved around him.
The palm of his hand was quickly squeezed and compressed, and a layer of faint black air burst suddenly appeared in front of his palm.
With a muffled sound, Yin Xuege pressed his palm on the mountain wall in front of him.
This palm penetrated the mountain wall that was thousands of feet thick, and a ray of skylight shone directly from the outside. However, this palm did not cause damage to the entire mountain wall, but only punched an area of about ten feet on the cliff.
It's just a palm-shaped hole.
Yin Xuege nodded with satisfaction. If it were him before, this palm would definitely smash the mountain wall thousands of feet in front of him. But now he slaps it with one palm, and his strength is concentrated and compressed.
As one force, the lethality is obviously at least a hundred times more powerful than the scattered force before.
It's a pity that his control of power is still not accurate enough. If the hole he made in the mountain wall is only the size of his hand, this proves that he has mastered power and has truly entered the palace.
The movement of this palm was huge. After the force of the palm penetrated the cliff, it brought a hurricane through the mountains and forests outside. Large areas of ancient trees were torn into pieces by the hurricane, and the dull sound of breaking through the air spread hundreds of miles away.
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Early warning signals rushed into the sky one after another, exploding into a spray of fire hundreds of miles above the ground.
Streams of spiritual consciousness continued to sweep towards the cave where Yin Xuege was, and the monks and immortals who had joined the army of gods and men were dispatched in large numbers. It was obvious that Yin Xuege had been hiding in the cave for more than a month, chasing him everywhere.
The gods and generals were unwilling and simply mobilized a large number of monks and immortals to join in the pursuit.
Although doing this makes the superior generals feel embarrassed, at least the spiritual consciousness of these monks and immortals is much easier to use than their naked eyes.
Feeling those divine consciousnesses coming like a tide, Yin Xuege immediately flew out of the cave and randomly blasted out several blood thunders in all directions, blasting the nearby mountains and forests with smoke and dust. Dozens of gods were seen far and near.
The generals roared like evil wolves and rushed towards them. Behind them, there were tens of thousands of sword lights, and the escaping light connected into one.
Hundreds of flags and banners appeared in the sky, and a large formation sealed the entire mountain forest with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
Twelve sky surveying secret treasures were flying towards this side rapidly. Even across a long distance, huge mana fluctuations were heard from high in the sky. These sky surveying secret treasures were already preparing for a full blow.
Seeing such a huge formation, Yin Xuege couldn't help but laugh up at the sky with joy. His body flashed continuously, and Yin Xuege submerged into the vast mountain forest, and then quickly restrained his aura, completely out of touch with the perceptions of the monks and immortals.
Disappeared without a trace.
A quarter of an hour later, several god generals were frantically beating more than a dozen mountain peaks into pieces of earth and rocks to vent their anger, when Yin Xuege suddenly rushed out from behind them like a ghost. He lifted the sword from the hand of a prison-suppressing ghost king.
The borrowed mourning stick hit the god general on the back of his head hard, and then as soon as the sea of blood came out, he picked him up and left.
Although those divine generals were the darlings of heaven and earth, and although their bodies were extremely strong, their bodies still couldn't bear it when Yin Xuege borrowed the golden immortal weapon to sap him. Yin Xuege's almost shameless sap blow, he grabbed the person and turned around.
Escape, his speed is so fast, how can these god generals react in time?
One, two, three or four... five, six, seven or eight...
As the generals were killed one by one, Yin Xuege's combat effectiveness was rapidly improving. His cultivation level had not changed. He was still at the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm, but his combat effectiveness was higher than that of the one who had just entered the Immortal Ascension Realm.
Time has increased by more than ten times?
Another month passed, and a total of seventy low-level god generals were killed by Yin Xuege in a sneak attack.
The unbearable losses made the commander of the gods who invaded Xuantian Continent extremely angry. He simply called back all his subordinates who were searching for Yin Xuege. Thirty-six sky survey secret treasures were suspended over the mountains, and then a salvo fired, covering tens of thousands of people in a radius.
The entire mountain inside exploded into a huge deep crater.
But all the gods did not expect that Yin Xuege actually got mixed up with the retreating monks and had followed them back to the gods' stronghold. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)