Longevity, step by step to the highest

In the Qingtian Realm, Wu Ping has been in seclusion for more than a year.

Before the seclusion, he sensed the movement of the alchemy furnace and the golden elixir that was about to solidify. He thought that his breakthrough would be a natural result.

Who would have thought that an accident would happen.

When the alchemy furnace shattered and turned into pure energy to merge into the illusory golden elixir, everything went smoothly, and nine patterns appeared one after another on the brand new huge golden elixir.

Although more spiritual energy is required for each additional pattern, it will also make the golden elixir more condensed, which is what Wu Ping wants to see.

The strength of the golden elixir lies in "quality" and "quantity". Only when both are strong can it be perfect.

Wu Ping naturally wants his golden elixir to be stronger than others.

But when the nine patterns were condensed, Wu Ping's golden elixir did not stabilize, but turned faster and faster.

Another pattern was printed on the golden elixir, and Wu Ping instantly understood the meaning of these patterns.

This is the breath of "immortality", and his martial arts Yuandan is full of immortal martial arts ideas.

But he didn't expect that his immortality would be reflected in the golden elixir.

Ten-pattern golden elixir, this is beyond his cognition, but since it is the natural reaction of the golden elixir, he has to accept such a result.

Moreover, the ten-pattern golden elixir has one more pattern than the nine-pattern golden elixir, and it may be more powerful.

According to "Xuan" learning, nine is the extreme number of heaven, but he broke it. Can he still "break the sky"? Wu Ping doesn't know.

But as long as the golden elixir is stronger and good for him, he will be happy.

In the dantian, with the appearance of the immortal Dao pattern, Wu Ping's golden elixir became more condensed and suddenly became smaller.

In the purple mansion, even with the suppression of the Qingtian boundary plate, the spiritual essence was swallowed up by the ten-pattern golden elixir, and the spiritual essence in the meridians was the same.

At this time, in Wu Ping's body, mercury and blood were surging, golden marrow was evaporating, bones were cracking, and internal organs were shining. The energy in his body was also rapidly dissipating, turning into a torrent and merging into the ten-patterned golden elixir in his dantian.

The golden elixir was very "hungry"! Wu Ping felt it. If his martial arts body was not strong enough, it would be sucked dry in an instant.

In an instant, Wu Ping activated the Qingtian Realm Plate, and a very strong suction force was generated. Within a few breaths, the mountain of spiritual stones next to his body had turned into ashes, and the spiritual energy in it was also sucked out.

All of them entered Wu Ping's dantian purple mansion steadily and were then absorbed by the ten-patterned golden elixir.

Finally, with enough spiritual stones to replenish, the ten-patterned golden elixir quickly stabilized, and the golden elixir that had shrunk a circle grew back.

The nine patterns did not cross each other and were entangled on the golden elixir. The tenth immortal pattern connected the nine patterns in series.

The body's deficit was also quickly filled, and as the immortal cultivation was completely stabilized in the Golden Core Stage, it became much stronger again.

Wu Ping knew that this was a breakthrough in realm, which raised the upper limit of the body again.

The double elixir was completed, and the immortal martial arts had all reached the third realm of cultivation. This made Wu Ping very happy. He didn't know if he could walk sideways in the Qingling Continent now.

But it should be easy to kill the soul demon! (The real body doesn't know what happened in the outside world yet)

As for the combat power limit, because it is a ten-pattern golden elixir, Wu Ping himself can't guess it.

If it is a nine-pattern golden elixir, he can guess it based on Qing Lingzi's memory, plus his special martial arts cultivation, and it should be likely to beat the early Nascent Soul cultivator.

But he is not sure about the ten-pattern golden elixir. He is not sure whether it can beat the general middle Nascent Soul, and he will not really go to find such a cultivator to verify.

Moreover, even if he wants to find it, he can't find it in the Qingling Continent!

After checking himself again and confirming that there was no problem with the Ten-Pattern Golden Pill, Wu Ping came out of retreat.

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Qingyu, Blood Demon Sect.

With the death of Zhang Sanfeng, the scene was in panic. Li Daochang's heart was like a roller coaster. Looking at Mo Wuxie, who was motionless in the sky, he was somewhat resigned to his fate.

The gap in strength was too big, and people could not see any hope. Zhang Sanfeng's desperate attack was broken by the opponent's two fingers.

With such a might, Li Daochang compared it with the powerful gods recorded in the classics, and it seemed difficult for him to be so relaxed.

Wu Ping's divine consciousness incarnation was also a little panicked at this time. He wanted to escape, but was afraid of attracting the attention of the opponent. Under the eyes of such a powerful Mo Wuxie, his divine consciousness incarnation was not enough to be crushed by the opponent's finger.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's lifeless body, Mo Wuxie waved his hand lightly and closed his wide-open eyes. For those he recognized, he still had his own principles.

As for the other people present, he ignored them. After all, they would all be his blood food in the near future.

Raising one hand to the sky, the law of blood surged and spread in all directionsOpen.

Wu Ping saw a layer of red sky curtain, quickly passing through the sky, and still extending to a farther place, with no end.

Soon, within a few breaths, he found that the foundation-building cultivators around him were all covered with blood.

Some people forced themselves to meditate, trying to control the blood in their bodies, but it didn't work.

"Bang bang bang..."

One after another, the bodies of the cultivators exploded directly, turning into blood mist, and then rose into the air and gathered towards Mo Wuxie.

"What kind of ability is this? Is it the opponent's power of law?"

Wu Ping didn't understand, but he had his own guesses. He had Qing Lingzi's memory, three thousand laws, and all kinds of weird abilities. If Mo Wuxie really used the power of law, it was also very likely.

After all, ordinary spells can't do this.

As a divine consciousness, Wu Ping didn't feel much, but everyone nearby was slowly exploding, and it seemed unreasonable for him not to explode!

It was only a matter of time before he was noticed.

"Ah!"

Wu Ping sighed. With his strength increasing, he was not as careful as before. This was his negligence.

He did not expect that the Qingling Continent, where there were no Nascent Soul cultivators, would attract a perverted strongman like Mo Wuxie. What kind of luck was this?

If he could escape this disaster and his mind returned, Wu Ping warned himself that he must be careful and careful in the future. If he could not attract attention, he would try not to attract attention. Being low-key was the kingly way.

For dangerous things, he would never go there in person!

There is always a mountain higher than the other. He could not be arrogant just because of his strength breakthrough.

Wu Ping did not know that his real body had already formed a ten-pattern golden elixir at this time, and he was even more arrogant!

The red sky curtain had covered the entire Qingyu and was still extending to other areas of the Qingling Continent.

In the Qing Domain, no matter who they were, their bodies were emitting red light, and then bursting, turning into blood mist, gathering towards Mo Wuxie's body.

Moreover, the closer they were to Mo Wuxie, the weaker they were, and the faster they burst.

In the sky, rivers of blood formed, and the end point of the blood river was Mo Wuxie, which looked extremely spectacular and breathtaking!