Pushing the Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Warriors pursue great power, but they also pursue immortality.

Not to mention the Martial King, even the Martial Saint who has transcended the ordinary and entered the holy realm, the life span is only five or six thousand years, far from the level of immortality.

Once a warrior reaches the limit of his life span, he can only find some rare ten-thousand-year-old elixirs to prolong his life if he wants to survive.

The elixirs that can grow for ten thousand years are rarer than the Martial Saint, and it may not be possible to find one in hundreds of years.

For countless years, countless strong men have created a miraculous skill called the Dark God Reincarnation Method in their exploration and pursuit of immortality.

This Dark God Reincarnation Method imitates the process of the birth of evil spirits, and is created by adding martial arts of both the righteous and the evil, as well as some things such as formations and alchemy. It is extremely mysterious.

It's a pity that this is a magic skill within a magic skill, which is very evil.

Of course, the Dark God Reincarnation Method can indeed solve the problem of warriors dying of old age after the limit of their life span.

Before death, as long as you use countless corpses to create a piece of netherworld, when you are about to die, you can seal your soul with the mind method, and then lie in a specially made coffin for thousands of years to nourish the body with the netherworld.

Thousands of years later, the body will be revitalized and reincarnated successfully.

When the soul awakens and regains control of the body, it is equivalent to living another life.

"It is said that once reincarnation is successful, it is not just as simple as living another life, but the entire person's qualifications can also surpass the previous life.

However, this miraculous skill is too evil. During the reincarnation process, it is necessary to constantly add human corpses to create netherworld, ranging from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands. Countless years ago, the demon hunter organization destroyed this miraculous skill. I didn't expect that someone here still mastered it."

Zhihua and Fenghua both knew about the reincarnation method of the netherworld god, and they both had indescribable disgust on their faces.

"And this kind of reincarnation is not 100% successful. If something goes wrong, a taboo may be reincarnated.

It is said that there is a taboo of reincarnation failure suppressed in Cangwu Mountain. It caused the suffering of the five domains. It was a strong man who surpassed the Martial Saint who suppressed the thing in Cangwu Mountain."

Wei Fan's eyes flashed, which means that the person lying in the huge coffin is a half-dead thing.

However, when he heard that a taboo in Cangwu Mountain was the product of reincarnation failure, his heart tightened and he secretly communicated with the Human Emperor Bell.

Feng Hua held the dragon-patterned gilded bottle in her hand, and she looked at Zhong Jianan with some uneasiness: "Tell me, what was your ancestor's cultivation level before?"

The Dark God Reincarnation Method cannot easily create a taboo. The most important thing is to look at the realm of the person who is reincarnating.

It is said that the taboo in Cangwu Mountain is a super strong man who almost broke through the realm of martial saint. Only when reincarnation fails can it become a taboo existence.

"It is... the cultivation of the ninth level of martial king!"

Zhong Jianan was a little trembling. Since Wei Fan took out the holy weapon dragon pattern gilded bottle, his demeanor has changed.

When the ancestor of the Zhong family sealed his soul and lay in the underworld, he was only the ninth level of martial king. He was very old. Even if he could successfully reincarnate, he could not directly reincarnate into a creature of the martial saint level.

Wei Fan and the other two took out the holy weapon. With the cultivation of the eighth level of Fenghua martial king, as long as it was not a creature of the martial saint level, he could blow up anything.

The ancestor had been planning five thousand years ago. He moved to this remote mountain and spent more than a thousand years to create the underworld before he began to reincarnate. After that, the Zhong family worked hard for thousands of years and maintained the underworld.

Just when it was about to be completed, something went wrong.

He was somewhat desperate. If he had not needed a large number of corpses to maintain the underworld at a critical moment, he would not have kidnapped people nearby.

"Only the ninth level of the Martial King!"

Feng Hua breathed a sigh of relief. The ninth level of the Martial King was not a big problem. What he was afraid of was that the Martial Saint-level strongman would be reincarnated. In that case, they could only run away.

"I'll go and kill this monster!"

Boom!

As the power was infused, the dragon-patterned gilded bottle began to revive, and the terrifying holy weapon fluctuations surged. In an instant, all the injured disciples of the Zhong family were shocked to death.

Feng Hua had no intention of rescuing these evil guys, and did not care about their life or death.

"No..."

Zhong Jianan screamed miserably. Those who could be brought to the ancestral temple were all elite disciples of his Zhong family. If they all died at once, the Zhong family would be almost doomed.

"Old Ancestor, wake up quickly and kill them!"

He yelled at the coffin, his eyes red.

Among the dead were his brothers, his sons and grandsons. He was originally a little afraid of Wei Fan and the other two, but now he was no longer afraid.

"Buzz..."

In fact, Zhong Jianan didn't need to shout. The moment the holy weapon dragon-patterned gilded bottle revived, the huge coffin began to vibrate, and the four chains on it swung wildly, like four big pythons rolling and making crisp sounds.

Even the dark underworld was shaking, and layers of black light lit up like flowing water, absorbed by invisible forces and flowing into the coffin.

"Do you still want to live?"

Feng Hua shouted, raised her hand and smashed the dragon-patterned gilded bottle out.

The light in front of her was dazzling, the holy weapon was surging, and the surrounding mountain walls, including the engraved formations, were destroyed in an instant. The huge mountain seemed to be evaporated, revealing the sky outside.

"Roar..."

Seeing that the dragon-patterned gilded bottle was about to hit the huge coffin and evaporate the underworld, a roar like a beast came from the coffin.

"Not good!"

Feng Hua's pupils shrank, and after a terrifying roar, a terrifying force actually blocked the fluctuations of the holy soldiers and protected the underworld, preventing the fluctuations of the dragon-patterned gilded bottle from destroying the underworld.

Even after a roar, the dragon-patterned gilded bottle was hit hard, the light dimmed, and flew back upside down.

"Didn't you say that your ancestor was only a ninth-level martial king?"

Zhi Hua angrily slapped Zhong Jianan. The scene in front of him was not something that a ninth-level martial king could do.

No matter how strong a ninth-level martial king is, it is impossible to shake off the holy soldiers with a roar, unless the old man of the Zhong family breaks through to become a martial saint in the underworld, but this is almost impossible.

The Underworld God Reincarnation Method can improve some strength when reincarnated, but in fact it still improves aptitude and talent, and it is impossible to help people break through the realm, because the soul must be in a deep sleep during the whole process.

"This is what the clan records..."

Zhong Jianan looked confused. Could it be that the person lying in the coffin was not the ancestor of the Zhong family?

"Stop being curious, go!"

Feng Hua's scalp was already numb, and the dragon-patterned gilded bottle was shaken back with a roar. This must be the method of the Martial Saint.

Not to mention that she was only the eighth level of the Martial King, even if she was the ninth level of the Martial King, she would have a dead end.

Grabbing the dragon-patterned gilded bottle that flew back, she stepped forward and wanted to break through the air and leave.

The next moment, a trembling breath appeared, descending from the sky, and blasted her back from mid-air.

"If you destroy this saint's reincarnation, none of you will live, roar..."

The coffin shook wildly, and the things inside seemed to be coming out.

Bang!

The coffin exploded, and a skinny old man appeared, emitting an evil spirit all over his body.

He was covered with fine white hair, like mold, and looked like an old monkey, and his appearance was indescribably creepy.

Pressure like a raging sea spread from him. Fenghua had difficulty walking, not to mention running. She had to use part of the power of the dragon-patterned gilded bottle to come closer and stand with Wei Fan and Zhihua.

"You are not my Zhong family ancestor, who are you?" Zhong Jianan screamed, his eyes spitting fire.

Although the old man looked creepy, he had seen the portrait of the Zhong family ancestor. The man who emerged from the coffin was not the Zhong family ancestor in his memory.

This was not his Zhong family ancestor, which meant that everything that countless Zhong family members had done for five thousand years was to help others.

You should know that the Zhong family has been collecting corpses to maintain the underworld all year round. Even when the members of the family died, the corpses were thrown into the underworld to nourish the body of the ancestor.

After paying so much, a monster took over the nest.

"You mean the person originally in the coffin? When I passed by here, I found you were creating the underworld. It happened that my life span was almost over, so I took the person out and threw him into the underworld to become nutrients. I lay down in here myself."

This old monkey-like monster made a sinister sound, which made people's souls tremble and almost crack.

"Puff..."

Hearing this, Zhong Jianan could no longer bear it, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his soul began to disintegrate.

Fenghua did not activate the dragon-patterned gilded bottle to protect him. He was already injured, and with the suppression of the monster's breath, he was directly crushed to death at this moment.

"You have harmed me to a state that is neither human nor ghost. How do you want to die?"

The scarlet eyes looked at Fenghua, as if there was a sea of ​​blood surging in them.

Originally, he would be able to reincarnate successfully and his body would become normal after waiting for a few more days, but the current appearance made even him sick.

Fenghua and Zhihua felt nervous and their scalps tingled.

Although the monster had been speaking normally since it appeared, they noticed that the hair on its body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its evil spirit was becoming more and more terrifying.

In all directions, the blood and qi of the dead people of the Zhong family were seeping out from their bodies and drilling into the monster's body frantically.

"It's just a thing that should have died thousands of years ago. It's better for you to go back to the coffin."

When Wei Fan's voice sounded, Fenghua and Zhihua looked at him with wide eyes, only to see a golden light rising from Wei Fan's body, and he actually blocked the monster's breath without relying on the power of the dragon-patterned gilded bottle.

"Be careful!"

Fenghua's heart was shocked, and her face was full of expectation. She knew that she would probably see Wei Fan's trump card today.

She did not forget the steaming, crystallized land she saw at the old site of the Xuanhe Sect, and a holy gate was directly wiped out from the land. Thinking about that scene made people feel cold.

"Don't tell anyone what you see next!"

She warned Zhihua, and then the two of them retreated with the help of the dragon-patterned gilded bottle.

"What did you say, kid?" Two red lights shot out of the monster's eyes and blasted Wei Fan to death.

"I said you can die now!"

Amid the roar of tigers and dragons, a thousand feet of golden light shone from Wei Fan's body.