Heavenly God Mnemonic

"How can it be so strong? Impossible!"

Seven were repelled by three at once, and the other four were shocked.

Xiaodie cut the past with a palm, and went straight into Yang Qingxuan's body, but found that it was not real, as if it had been cut into the sand.

Then a piece of yellow sand stormed up and shook his body. Numerous grains of sand penetrated into his body. With the intrusion of waste gas, the meridians around his body were instantly blocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yang Qingxuan's face became cold, and he appeared in front of the man in the formation, and said coldly: "You like to play suppression and kneeling, don't you?"

"Hey!" The man's soul flickered, as if a lion possessed his body, he was using a weird fist, trying to attack. When I saw Yang Qingxuan's appearance, my heart trembled inexplicably, and he sucked in a cold breath, aroused infinite fear, and hurried back.

Yang Qingxuan's appearance brought him extreme anxiety and panic.

It seems that the appearance has changed a little, but it can't tell what's going on.

"Want to go? Kneel me down first!"

Yang Qingxuan's expression turned sullen, and he grabbed it with five fingers. The space shrank suddenly, condensed in that palm.

The figure of the man in the formation flashed, and he was involuntarily sucked over.

"What's the matter? This spatial force is a bit abnormal!" The man was shocked, struggling desperately, but couldn't get rid of it, as if the world was a huge shackle.

He opened his mouth, desperately trying to shout, but couldn't make a sound. At this moment, he regretted deeply in his heart, why his Xumi Xiaohian array had to be arranged so tightly, hoping that the fight would leak out and attract the master guards on Qionghua Island.

"Tongqiao! It's a martial artist in the Tongqiao realm!"

The old man in the distance yelled in horror, his face was full of horror, "No, it's not just physical training, but a martial artist with both body and soul!"

During the retreat, Yang Qingxuan not only broke through to the Three Flowers Realm, but his body also reached the second small realm of the Immortal Golden Body, the "Tongqiao" Realm corresponding to the Three Flowers Realm.

One knows everything, all knows!

Yang Qingxuan's grasp didn't actually run the infuriating energy, relying solely on the original force to continuously shrink the grasp!

In addition to the most important eight channels of the odd meridian, the human body also contains countless orifice points, which hide terrible energy, like a sealed treasure house.

And the meaning of Tongqiao Realm is to open these treasure houses one by one.

Yang Qingxuan is now in the early stage of Tongqiao, but by transforming into a waste body and running the Void Desolate Heaven Secret Art, he will be able to exert the power of the middle stage of the Tongqiao and defeat the soul cultivators of the same rank.

Coupled with the power of the Void Huang Tian Jue and Huang Qi's attribute damage, he can calmly not fall into the wind in the late stage of the Sanhua battle.

"Boom!"

The man in the formation was sucked by Yang Qingxuan's palm, then flipped his hand and slapped him on the back of the neck. After being shaken by a mouthful of blood, the man knelt down on the spot as his legs softened.

"Hey!"

There were still two people left, and they all took a breath, and were so scared that they stepped back and didn't dare to step forward.

Seven people joined forces, five defeats and two retreats! A completely unexpected ending!

The old man was still standing high in the distance, locked by the ancient scorpion divine sense, and dared not move. He originally expected the seven to kill Yang Qingxuan and frighten the ancient scorpion, but he was suppressed one by one in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qingxuan kicked the man in the formation, trampled him down, and shouted, "Kneel down!"

"puff!"

The man in the formation was injured internally and externally, coupled with the humiliating heartache, he spouted three feet of blood suddenly, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was shaky.

"Don't kill him!" Xiaodie tremblingly cried. At this moment, she wanted to cry without tears.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "You say you don't kill, you don't kill? Then what's my face?"

Xiaodie was speechless, not knowing how to answer, crying in mourning: "Then what are you going to do?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes swept across the eight people one by one, and finally fell on the old man, saying: "Who are you, why are you aiming at me, and what is Ling Xiao Po?"

All eight people were taken aback, dumbfounded.

The old man was startled and said, "You really don't know what Ling Xiao Po is?"

Yang Qingxuan scolded: "Mentally retarded, what do you think?"

The old man felt a little dizzy, calmed his mind, and said, "My son, can you remember that sea ape outside the fifteenth island chain three months ago?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded, and suddenly realized, "Ling Xiao Po is that azure blue flower?"

The old man and several disciples felt very wronged, and they all wanted to cry.

The old man nodded and said: "Exactly."

Yang Qingxuan said, "What kind of existence does Lingxiao Soul exist, and how precious is it? What kind of people are you, do you still need a face like this?"

The old man was a little embarrassed, avoiding the second question, and replied: "We are a small sect that lives on the fifteenth island chain, called Haichuanzong. It is the weaker one among the countless forces in the Black Sea. That Lingxiao Soul It is a heavenly treasure, and the degree of preciousness is incalculable. Thousands of years ago, the Haichuanzong was still ranked on the Black Sea. At least many people could name it, but it will be basically annihilated when passed to the old generation. And the old man's strength is weak, and there is little hope for the Great Dao Dao. However, after discovering this Lingxiao Soul 30 years ago, the determination to hit the heavens was rekindled."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "A small flower, even if it is at the heavenly level, can hardly change its destiny. At most, it will increase the chance of a breakthrough."

The old man nodded and sighed: "You are right. If it is other heavenly treasures, it will naturally be irreversible. But the preciousness of the Lingxiao Soul is incalculable. Dare to ask the son, alone to hit the realm bottleneck, What is the most important thing?"

Yang Qingxuan thought for a moment, and said: "A lot of factors must be accumulated first. You must have the power to produce qualitative changes. If the accumulation fails, how can you make a breakthrough? Secondly, you must have an understanding, the'rules' of each level or It is different to say that the "Dadao" is different, and it is necessary to have a certain understanding of "wu"."

The old man nodded and said, "That's right, the son thinks accumulation and understanding, which is more important?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Naturally it is comprehension. Because accumulation can be achieved through retreat, penance, or even the use of natural materials, but comprehension is not available and requires a certain chance."

The old man's eyes flashed through the spirit, and he seemed to be touched, and he couldn't help nodding, "It's no wonder that the son can have such terrible achievements at such an age, and his comprehension is really extraordinary. And this comprehension is the talent of Wu Lingxiao Soul is one of the few things that can enhance the talent of a martial artist."

"Enhance talent?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and then his eyes shot with fanaticism and joy. He has read countless ancient books, and the record of talent is innate and difficult to improve.

I never dreamt that there is something to enhance talent in the world!

It also proves that geniuses can be cultivated!

//Oh, I'm still full of energy, not sleepy at all...