My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

Zhu Wenze secretly rented a room.

Fang Ping was holding a suitcase and looked at the contents of the box with strange eyes.

And Zhu Wenze, like a dead dog, was lying on the corner of the wall, trembling all over, twitching from time to time.

In the suitcase, there is a two-finger-sized test tube filled with blue liquid.

In this blue liquid, a small piece of crimson flesh was soaked.

Next to the test tube, there are also six dark elixir.

Fang Ping's eyes were mainly focused on the blue reagent that contained crimson flesh.

in his induction.

There is a surge of energy in the liquid of this reagent.

"This is the energy I want..."

Fang Ping's eyes were faintly excited.

But looking at the blue liquid soaked in red blood in the test tube, he suddenly murmured a little.

Is this something to drink directly?

But he didn't even know what the liquid was.

What should I do if I drink indiscriminately?

What's more, how he looked at the crimson flesh soaked in the blue liquid had a familiar feeling.

It was as if he had seen something similar somewhere before.

After trying hard to recall, Fang Ping's eyes were suddenly surprised.

The eyes that looked at the crimson flesh again became extremely shocked.

"My grass, this is the flesh and blood of monsters!"

Including the human-faced ghost tree, Fang Ping met and killed a real monster with his own hands.

It is not unfamiliar to the flesh and blood of monsters.

He didn't think about it before, because he didn't think about it in that direction.

After all, this is the limit-breaking thing that warriors need to break through the limits of the human body.

How can you use the flesh and blood of monsters?

This piece of crimson flesh, although the flesh and blood of the three monsters he killed were different.

But Fang Ping's unique aura that belongs to monsters can't be wrong.

This crimson flesh and blood is the flesh and blood of a monster!

Knowing this, he quickly figured out some of the things, and frowned deeply.

"So... those warriors used the flesh and blood of monsters to break through the limits of the human body...

Fang Ping looked at the dark night sky with heavy rain outside the window, and said in a low voice with a dazed expression.

"Is the human body still too limited?"

He guessed that those warriors who broke through the limits of human beings must be integrating certain abilities of monsters into themselves.

Even the limit-breaking warriors who use this method to break through the limits of the human body.

In a sense, it may have been equivalent to a weakened version of the monster.

It's just that these limit-breaking warriors also have their own reason and thoughts.

In this case, it is not difficult to understand.

Why is the strength of those who have broken the limit so much higher than those who have not broken the limit?

Because they are already weakened versions of monsters!

How could an ordinary warrior be a monster's opponent?

Looking at the blue reagent containing the flesh and blood of the monster in front of him, Fang Ping's expression changed a few times, and he finally put it back.

He decided to slow down for a while.

Although the form after his transformation is more ferocious and evil than those monsters.

But he was trained in martial arts.

Turn yourself into a weakened version of the monster?

To be honest, he didn't want to.

Hypocritical? It seems a bit.

What's more, why did he become a monster that could be killed by himself.

and many more!

Suddenly, Fang Ping patted his head.

"Damn, I almost didn't turn my head around, it seems that I was a little stunned by this truth.

Fang Ping suddenly shook his head and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"My purpose now is energy. No matter how I think about it, I just think about whether I want to become a monster."

Glancing at the blue reagent, Fang Ping closed the suitcase directly.

"Tomorrow, ask the owner of the museum, where did this blue reagent come from, and whether the energy in the liquid is inherent in the liquid itself, or is it diffused from the flesh and blood of the monster.

After thinking about it clearly, Fang Ping was no longer confused.

His purpose from beginning to end is energy.

As long as the energy is sufficient, he can continue to improve his martial arts realm.

And as long as the strength can continue to improve, what is the so-called limit of the human body, what if he does not break it?

"Hey, are you dead, tell me if you are not dead, how are you going to use these things to break through the limits of the human body."

Fang Ping asked Zhu Wenze, who was twitching and trembling like a dead dog.

Zhu Wenze raised his head convulsively, only to see that his face was completely eroded, and pieces of disgusting flesh were dripping continuously.

The eyes looking at Fang Ping were full of resentment.

Fuck `ah!!"

Suddenly, Zhu Wenze screamed, slammed into Fang Ping with a sudden burst of strength.

Seeing the rotten and disgusting Zhu Wenze slam into him.

Fang Ping frowned suddenly.

Then Fang Ping, who was afraid of getting his hands dirty, instantly burst into a pale white light.

Just wave.

Snapped!

A pale light flashed by.

Zhu Wenze's head exploded instantly.

"Um?!"

But at this moment, Fang Ping stared at him suddenly.

"This feeling..………"

Raising his hand, looking at the pale light of the Primordial Gang Qi surging in his hand, Wan Ping's eyes were filled with shock.

"It can't be wrong, it's vitality!"

On the way back, he was carefully condensing and extracting his own vitality into the acupuncture points.

So he is very familiar with the feeling of vitality.

And just now, when he blasted Zhu Wenze's head with Primordial Gang Qi (Qian Li Zhao), he actually felt a ray of vitality melt into his body.

He looked suspiciously at the pale light in his hand that was full of barren and deadly silence.

Fang Ping squatted down directly.

The palm with pale light emerged directly on Zhu Wenze's headless corpse.

The next second, Fang Ping's pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw Zhu Wenze's corpse, after touching the pale light on his hand, it began to quickly wither and dry up.

And with these changes of the corpse, the vitality of the Japanese stocks poured into Fang Ping's trapped inner formation.

"Fuck..."

The shocked Fang Ping subconsciously said a dirty word.

After the Arhat Purification Technique was raised to the fourth floor, the pale light that appeared from the Primordial Gang Qi.

It can actually absorb the life force of people!!

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