Cultivation: When you do things to the extreme

Intention

"Bang!"

Li Qiying exploded the flying sword, risked his life and flew out, piercing the blood hole in an instant, disappearing into the distance without a trace.

Zhou Lingyun was left alone, pierced by three thousand blood threads, and fell into Deng Tianqi's arms.

At this moment, Zhou Lingyun gritted her teeth, and the ten thousand years of mysterious cold air surged out of her body, instantly freezing her body, and the thousands of blood god threads that passed through her body were also broken inch by inch.

"This is..."

"Xuanbing Yupo?"

"It's worthy of Xuantian Sword Sect!"

The eyes of the cultivators condensed, and they recognized the origin of this object. It was a jade soul condensed from ten thousand years of mysterious ice, and it was also applied with the secret method of the mysterious coffin, which could freeze itself and avoid being poisoned. Few people under the transformation of the spirit could break it. It was a first-class life-saving object.

Zhou Lingyun froze himself, and Deng Tianqi didn't care. He still took the Xuanbing Yupo into his arms, and then the sea of ​​blood surged up and submerged his figure again.

Then, the mysterious light dissipated, and the scene became empty.

Under the altar, the Taoist turned his eyes to look at the others, as if he wanted to ask questions.

The warrior saw this and stood up without saying much, saying, "I'll go."

"Yes!"

The Taoist nodded, closed his eyes, and rested again.

The warrior turned and disappeared into the palace gate.

"This..."

"Isn't it right?"

"Shouldn't the Taoist priest go?"

"Isn't this profession a bit inappropriate?"

"That guy is obviously a spell-type unit. Isn't it a bit disadvantageous for the madman to go?"

"What's wrong with spells? Do you look down on me, the madman?"

"That's right, don't you know that one force can break all laws?"

"I don't mean to underestimate the madman, I just think that everyone has their own expertise, and it's more appropriate for Taoist priest Shi to go."

In the live broadcast room, everyone talked a lot, and they were all a little surprised.

On the other side, Nie Hailong, the monk Ku Rong, and the monks guarding outside Yunlai Mountain also frowned.

"Is this person coming?"

"Deng Tianqi fell into the devil's way, and learned the magic from the outside devil to cultivate this blood sea body. Even the Xuantian double swords could not kill him. In the end, he sacrificed the flying sword and gave up the magic weapon to let Li Qiying escape. It can be seen that this blood demon is powerful."

"Although this person is very brave and his body training ability is incredible, he is not good at fighting against this blood sea Deng Tianqi..."

"Why not let the Mingxiao Taoist take action?"

"The blood sea will not dry up, and the blood demon will not die. Does he have the means to dry up the blood sea?"

Everyone talked about it, all of them were surprised and doubtful.

A few years later, although the strength of this martial madman has increased, no one knows how strong he is, and there are not many clues.

There is no way. Although he has been broadcasting live in the past few years, and he has wiped out an evil god sect from time to time, he has never encountered any equal opponents. He has crushed them in every game and won every time. No one has explored his foundation, and no one has forced him to use his full strength.

Therefore, after a few years, no one knows how much he has improved and how strong he is. The more you watch the live broadcast, the more you feel that he is unfathomable.

Despite this, everyone is still worried.

They are worried that he can't kill the blood demon, and they are also worried that he can kill the blood demon.

It's very contradictory, but people are sometimes so contradictory.

They are afraid that his strength is too weak to solve the problem, and they are also afraid that his strength is too strong to solve more problems.

After all, the relationship between the two sides is delicate now, with hidden competition, and even enemies rather than friends. His being too strong may not be a good thing for others.

The thoughts of the monks are different, subtle and complicated.

But what they think has no effect on the situation.

In the live broadcast room, the camera shifts to the outside of the hall.

I saw the warrior leaping and turning into a long rainbow, piercing through the sky, like a comet.

"This..."

"Martial arts masters are so terrifying!"

"I haven't seen you for half a month, and you can fly?"

"Aren't you going to cross the universe in your physical body in a while?"

"Wife, come out and see Superman!"

"What realm is this?"

"Qinggong, extremely pure Qinggong!"

"Fortunately, there are Kuangshen and Taoist priests in this broken world, otherwise who knows what it will become."

"..."

Seeing the warriors break through the air, there was another commotion in the live broadcast room.

And Xu Yang, who just said goodbye to his left hand with his right hand and rushed to Yunlai Mountain, was also thinking secretly in his heart.

This live broadcast is not only for showing off skills, but also has a deeper meaning.

As the erosion of the Desire Realm deepens, the situation becomes more and more serious.

Like Deng Tianqi, who is affected by the red moon and falls into the way of the outer demon, there are no fewer local cultivators.

There is no way to do this. After all, the high-level forces in this world are hiding from the world and dormant. The low-level cultivators are easily affected by the influence and infiltration of the Desire Realm Demon God.

If it is allowed to develop, it will cause bad influence and cognition, causing a large number of cultivators to join the magic path to enhance the power of the desire world.

Therefore, Xu Yang needs a negative teaching material to establish the public's cognition of the magic path and break the concept of "being strong after entering the magic world" to boost morale and avoid despair or other thoughts that will be taken advantage of by the extraterritorial demons.

This is the main purpose of this live broadcast.

In addition, this will also be the beginning of a change.

He is going to overturn the table!

The red moon is coming again, the erosion is deepening, the power of the evil god sect has greatly increased, and the demons of the desire world are eyeing it covetously.

In contrast, in this world, the fairyland and Buddhist kingdom have not responded, and the cave paradise is still dormant. Although he has live broadcasts of martial arts to spread the law, it is limited by the thin earth and sky spirits, and the development speed is completely incomparable to the influence of the red moon.

One step slow, every step slow, the problem of the blessed land must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise the gap between the two sides will continue to widen, and eventually become the key to determine victory or defeat.

So, he is going to overturn the table, and this world must undergo a violent and violent change!

After several years of development, although the savings are not enough, they have also accumulated a considerable amount of capital, which is enough to break the situation.

After the situation is broken, it is to fight to support the war. Whoever has stronger skills will grasp the general trend!

…

The divine power is like a rainbow, piercing through the clouds and breaking through the sky, and soon a mountain field is seen.

"Here it comes!"

Outside the Yunlai Mountain, the pupils of the cultivators shrank, staring at the flying rainbow light.

I saw the long rainbow breaking through the sky, penetrating into the mountain, and went to the blood cave without saying a word.

"Boom!!!"

From top to bottom, through the mountain body, came to the cave, and saw a nest full of blood, which was where the blood demon was.

Blood Sea?

In fact, it should not be called the Blood Sea, it is more appropriate to call it the Blood Spring. After all, how can a cave contain the vast ocean?

The rainbow light dissipated, revealing a human figure. The warrior stepped into the void, looked at the blood spring wave, and jumped down without saying a word.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As soon as the warrior's figure moved, there was an obstacle in the void. The scarlet blood threads were like a spider web, full of blood light and sharp edges.

Blood God Silk!

The silk thread transformed by the Blood God is extremely strong and tough, extremely sharp and sharp, extremely evil and evil. No matter whether it is Xuantian sword, Jindan magic weapon, or cultivator's magic power, or warrior's physique, it can easily penetrate, pollute its precious light, pollute its Dan Yuan, and finally devour all the blood and flesh, condense into the blood god silk, making this evil thing stronger and stronger.

It is the work of the evil god, the magic of the magic!

However, when the warrior jumped down, the divine energy on his body moved, and hit the blood silk net, and it broke in an instant.

The blood god's silk, as brittle as ice crystals, burst into pieces and turned into blood debris.

"Gululu!"

The blood spring also reacted to this, with a large number of bubbles steaming and a figure floating out.

It was... Deng Tianqi!

The young man with blood-stained clothes and white hair looked even more charming and evil since he emerged from the blood spring.

"It's not Xuantian Sword Sect, nor Cuiping Mountain Gate!"

Deng Tianqi looked at him evilly and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you disturb me!"

"You?"

The warrior smiled when he heard this: "What are you?"

"?"

"This..."

"Why are you scolding me for no reason?"

"Blood Demon: I'm not a thing, I'm not a thing!"

"You're still playing with the old joke from many years ago?"

In the live broadcast room, everyone laughed when they heard this.

Deng Tianqi's expression remained unchanged, and he sat steadily and replied: "I am me!"

"Demon fetus puppet, where is my true self?"

The warrior raised his hand and clenched his fist: "Walking corpse, it's time to return to dust!"

After saying that, he didn't care about the other party's reaction, and he went to the blood spring with his palm.

"Ang!!!"

A dragon roared, the blood cave roared, and the domineering palm force shocked the blood spring, causing the tide to roll and the earth to shake.

Strong, strong, strong, the aura moved the mountains and rivers, and the power suppressed the lakes and seas!

Under such palm power, the blood spring was surging, and Deng Tianqi's body was also under heavy pressure, and he immediately sank into the blood water.

The enemy was very strong and his strength was unmatched. Although he had the immortal body of the blood spring, he was unwilling to face the opponent's edge directly. He decisively adopted the previous fighting method to consume and delay, and grind his true power.

This blood cave and this blood spring were formed by him using the blood god method to kill Yunlai Mountain and the surrounding creatures. It contains a large amount of blood and flesh essence, and trained this blood god son and dozens of blood shadow clones. Even if it is a god-transforming cultivator, without restraint, he can't kill him.

If the god-transforming cultivator is like this, let alone the Nascent Soul, the Xuantian double swords are an example.

This world is dirty, the Yuanling is thin, and the opponent's magic power is difficult to replenish. As long as he keeps using it, he can defeat this powerful enemy and even turn defeat into victory!

Deng Tianqi made up his mind and decisively shrank his body and hid in the blood spring.

The warrior saw this and didn't care. He flew down like a dragon and sank into the blood spring.

"This...!"

Everyone's pupils shrank. Before they could say anything in shock, they saw the camera suddenly turn to the blood spring.

In the blood spring, there were dozens of shadows, like an undercurrent, trying to penetrate the warrior's body, but being blocked by the Gang Yuan.

"Hmph!"

"See how long you can hold on?"

I only heard a cold snort, and I don't know who said it. Dozens of blood shadows drove the blood spring to rotate, turning into a blood spring vortex, trapping the warrior's body in it.

"This..."

"Brother, why did you go in?"

"This blood doesn't look good at first glance."

"Isn't it better to attack from a distance outside? Why run in?"

"Master Shi is more reliable..."

Seeing the blood spring become a whirlpool and the warrior trapped in it, everyone was worried.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly exploded in the blood spring.

In the whirlpool of the blood spring, the warrior moved, like a dragon swinging its tail, and the strength was raised, and he came out angrily.

"Ang!!!"

A dragon roar shook the blood cave, and a dragon shadow suddenly appeared in the scarlet blood spring, roaring back.

The blood spring became a whirlpool, and the dragon shadow also moved. A huge whirlpool emerged in the center of the blood spring, rotating at an astonishing speed and power, and even scared away thunder and fire, a large amount of blood evaporated, and the blood shadow was shattered.

"This...!"

Seeing this, everyone was also stunned, stunned in place and unable to speak.

"You!!!"

Only in the vortex, there were angry words. Deng Tianqi reappeared, but only a face, which was still distorted, hissing in the vortex of blood, but after only one word, he was sucked into the vortex again.

"This is..."

"What's going on?"

"What magical power, what spell?"

"No, not magical power, not spell!"

"He used the power of his body to stir the sea of ​​blood and make it evaporate?"

"The blood sea will not dry up, and the blood demon will not die. This blood has a heavy and weak nature. How can it be easily consumed?"

"Transformed into a dragon, stirred the sea of ​​blood, made it move at high speed, consumed a lot, and finally evaporated?"

Looking at the swirling sea of ​​blood, a group of cultivators were stunned and shocked.

Deng Tianqi's fighting method was clearly a delay, wanting to win by quantity, and use the blood spring water to exhaust the opponent's inner Yuan Zhenli.

Unexpectedly, this person actually followed his wishes and stirred the sea of ​​blood with the power of his body, increasing the speed of this power consumption by hundreds or thousands of times.

You want to consume?

Then consume!

It's a battle of foundation and background!

This is also what everyone is shocked about.

Although this blood cave spring is not a real sea of ​​blood, it is also formed by Deng Tianqi's looting of the blood, flesh and essence of tens of millions of creatures around Yunshan. There are also evil methods of the outsiders, and the power of the devil is added. Almost no one below the level of the God of Transformation can break it forcefully. He must use tricks and overcome it with methods to have hope of winning.

But now he has to use his strength and use his true power to drain this blood cave spring!

In this way, doesn't it mean that his true power is comparable to that of the God of Transformation?

Back then on the Tanshan Mountain, he was only at the level of Jindan. It has only been a few years, and he can be as powerful as the God of Transformation?

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

Only the monk Ku Rong stared at the computer, looking at the dragon shadow swirling in the blood spring, and gradually realized it, muttering to himself: "The dragon returns to the sea, the dragon returns to the sea, this is... the dragon returns to the sea!!!"

The words were full of shock, and there was even more lingering fear.

His cultivation has not reached the fifth level, which is comparable to the level of the God of Transformation.

But his control over power is beyond the reach of even the Divine Transformation.

The dragon descends, Kang Long tries his best!

He completely controls the power of his body and fully exerts it. One point of strength can do ten things. If he consumes one point of strength, the opponent will consume ten points of blood essence. If they continue to attack like this, the result will be...

"Ang!!!"

The dragon roars and the blood spring turns extremely. A large amount of blood evaporates. In just a moment, the blood spring becomes an empty valley. Finally, the dragon shadow hits and shatters the remaining blood light, revealing a piece of Xuanbing Yu Po.

"This..."

"That's it?"

"Isn't this too bad?"

"What about the blackening that was said to be ten times stronger?"

"I thought you were a big boss, good looking but useless!"

"Ignore the previous review. It hasn't even been ten minutes since the start!"

Seeing the blood spring evaporate and the blood light dissipate, everyone was disappointed for a moment.

The warrior removes the shadow of Kang Long and returns to his original human form. Looking at the Xuanbing Yu Po and the frozen woman in front of him, he raises his hand and slaps again without saying a word.

"Bang!"

A palm blasted out, as powerful as a dragon, instantly shattering the black ice, revealing the person inside.

"Hmm~!"

Zhou Lingyun groaned, and woke up faintly. Before he could figure out his own situation, he saw a terrifying shadow rushing towards him.