Record of Chaos

　　 Compared to the hardships and hardships of raising the first level, the mental disorder in just a few days is nothing at all. So except for a few Tang Su who pursued perfection in everything like this, almost everyone had taken the first blood-devouring Jidan. Tang Su had the intention to stop, but was powerless. After all, there is no rule in the Jade Palace that prohibits a disciple from accepting a reward from the prince.

　　 Everyone took the pill into the body, and they felt a soft innocence mixed with blood and went straight into the dantian. At the same time, the blood brought a violent murderous aura, which inevitably affected the sea of ​​consciousness. In the originally calm sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed that it was also stained with a faint blood red.

　　 In less than a quarter of an hour, almost everyone felt the infuriating energy, surging like a tide, and began to hit the barrier. They cultivate hard every day, isn't it just this moment that they are waiting for? Only by insisting on several years of hard training can we get such a surprise. Now that I just take a moment of pill, what I want is directly in sight, who can be ecstatic?

　　 Soon, everyone succeeded in breaking through!

　　 "Haha," a hoarse male voice broke the silence when everyone was meditating and breaking through. He seemed to have swept away the depression in the two years since he started, and laughed wildly and said, "I was born with no talent, and I have been fed up with the pain of this cultivation. It has been almost two years, just a foundation and an early stage. Instead of carrying this back. Ligunli’s debts become coolies. It’s like serving the four alchemy and going straight to the fifth level of foundation building. What if you can’t make any progress for life after that? Even if you leave the mountain gate and go to the army for a military position, the five-fold foundation cultivator Enjoying a lifetime of wealth and honor will not lose!" After speaking, he took all the three pills left in his hand.

　　 Hearing this person's words, almost everyone moved their minds.

　　 In fact, although this pill has side effects, the side effects are not so desperate. Two pills can't be promoted to the Purple Mansion, but even if they don't accept this pill, how many people in this mysterious world can be promoted to the Purple Mansion? There are more than 10,000 disciples in the entire Cuiyu Palace, and there are also three Zifu, and only one out of more than 3,000 people. Many disciples with no background here have no extravagant expectations.

　　With different personal circumstances, they have different thoughts, but almost all have made choices. Not long after, the number of people who built the six foundations and the five foundations began to soar! The strength of the entire criminal gang of more than 100 people has increased by more than one level!

　　 Almost everyone's eyes are a little red and murderous. It seemed that as long as anyone raised their arms, they would kill them without hesitation and move forward in blood.

　　 Sprinkling more than three hundred beautiful blood to build Jidan, even for a prince like Haoqi, it is quite heartache. But what he has to do is to pay what price, and he firmly believes in this.

　　 The army of the Hou Tu dynasty, before the war, picked out a group of dead soldiers to take the blood-eating pill, and it was a common practice to be the vanguard before the battle. It was just that he had to take out so many blood-devouring Jidan at once, and he almost emptied most of Xuan Tiewei's treasury.

　　 But if King Yun can be eliminated here, he will truly enter the sequence that can seize the throne. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to pass this level, and his harsh old man would never look at himself.

　　 So any price is a good deal.

　　 Seeing this group of young monks who were ecstatic because of the easy rise in their realm, he threw a jade slip in his hand into the air, and suddenly the figure of a slender, pale face and a handsome teenager with a disheveled hair appeared in the air.

"This person is just a mortal, and he is now hiding in the Rejuvenation League. No matter who it is, as long as he can help me get this person, he can live or die..." He smiled sullenly on his face, and then his eyes widened, his complexion as firm as Poisonous oath, "I am worthy of him as a brother. From then on I belong to King Fanxia, ​​half of him!"

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After Liu Hui hurriedly used his body protection real energy to blow the mortal who angered him, he did not have time to regret that the move was too ruthless. The opponent has disappeared in the air, leaving only a series of spatial fluctuations. The unfinished sound.

　　 He still can't tell, this is because someone used a small empty escape symbol to rob people halfway. Xiaokong Dun Talisman is a talisman commonly used by senior disciples of Cuiyu Palace to display Kong Dun, which is extremely expensive. But the distance that this character can transmit is limited. Especially the Zhuji disciples urged them to teleport up to a distance of hundreds of feet. He immediately unfolded a fierce power of divine consciousness, and said:

　　 "No matter who the driver is, please give me Liu Hui a face. Why do you and I interfere for a mortal and break the fellowship?" Before the voice was over, he had already sensed the other side's position. With a thought in his mind, a white vein suddenly appeared on the silver sword in his hand, and a strong wind came out from the sword.

　　 The wind is as thin as paper, and sharp as a blade. It is only a palm-sized piece, like a fast-rotating disc steel blade, whizzing across it!

　　 After eleven years of practicing swordsmanship, he finally came to the point of use. The spirit seed of Liu Hui's spirit sword was not rewarded by his optimistic teacher, but he himself broke into the transmission tower and merged the spirit seed on the second level. This spirit tree is called Fengyangmu, originally only growing on a very high cliff, where the two realms meet. Where the world meets, the yin and yang rush each other, and the wind is fierce. This tree is naturally capable of benefiting both yin and yang, stimulating the wind and avoiding the destruction, so it can still stand peerlessly in that extremely high place, and the wind cannot urge it. This kind of fusion sword is called Feng Yang Jian. Wherever the sword wind hits, it will be invincible.

　　 But the other party did not show any weakness, the white-clothed man shook his sleeves, a ball of lush green light came out, and in the blink of an eye he condensed into a thick wooden shield, blocking himself and the mortal behind the shield.

　　The whistling wind blade from Feng Yang Jian was like a violently rotating circular saw, hitting the heavy wooden shield, and the sawdust flew across and the sharp blade pierced in.

　　 Haozheng was originally hit by Liu Hui's body guard, and only felt that his whole body was shocked, and his internal organs were about to burst open like a river. But at this time, someone picked him up in the air, and a faint fragrance of woman surrounded him. A soft body behind him helped himself with a lot of shocks.

A round pill was stuffed into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, the pill had already melted in his mouth. The countless cool vitality quickly filled his mouth like a spring, and then went down his whole body. The meridians spread.

　　 This is not Aoki Reiki. Although Qingmu's spiritual energy is full of vitality, no one refining into his mortal body will only penetrate his meridians, which is harmful and useless. This pill contained the refined Aoki Zhenqi, and after entering the body, there was a guide of foreign thoughts, which quickly circulated in his body to repair the injuries in his body. This made him sober a lot.

　　 He looked up, and what caught his eye was a beautiful snow-white woman's face, with strands of yellow hair floating on the smooth forehead. This woman has a beautiful appearance, her eyes are as clear as water. She pushed one hand on her back, a puff of true energy circulated in her body like acupuncture to help him stabilize the injury; the other hand pushed out with a palm, controlling the emerald shield, and resisting a roar in the air The round wind blade that comes. She was distracted and dual-purpose, but she was not at all messy, and answered calmly:

　　 "Liu Hui, this person is the current second prince King Yun, you want to kill him, but it is a disaster! Not only the nine clans are not guaranteed, but the sect will also be implicated by you."

　　 Liu Hui originally felt that the opponent who rescued this mortal was quite familiar at the first time. In all likelihood, it was her leader Du Li. But he was furious and wanted to kill the mortal first before explaining everything, so he deliberately ignored it. But Du Li reminded him that the person she wanted to kill was actually the current prince, which shocked him.

　　 Although the mysterious gate is huge, in this Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is definitely not bigger than the court. All sects need the recognition and support of the imperial court to survive in a fair manner. Otherwise it would be an underground evil sect. Not only that, all sects must be controlled by the Ministry of War. The country sent troops to conquer the Quartet, and all major sects were ordered to contribute.

　　 If the monk is mature and cuts off the mortal body, it is called mortal slough. When you reach the realm of mortal decay, you can truly be called immortal, and you can be considered to be free from human status. From then on, you will no longer be controlled by the human court. Although Liu Hui is aspiring to this, the gap is far too far now. If he really kills King Yun with this trick, he can imagine that his path will come to an end.

　　 Liu Hui's heart trembled, her hands turned back, and she violently retracted the wind blade she released and held it in her hand. Even if the wind blade entered the palm of his hand, it still kept spinning, cutting his palm with blood. Liu Hui lowered his heart and shook his hand. Finally, the wind blade was crushed to pieces like a piece of glass.

　　 In the dense forest dozens of feet away, Ding Fang Yan suddenly collapsed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gouzhu and others stood there with lingering fears for the rest of their lives.

　　 was holding a heavy black iron in the palm of his hand. He didn't even know where this thing came from. It's just that after the square giant that was about to crush them all into meat sauce disappeared in the air, this thing suddenly appeared in his own hands. Although the aura of this thing is restrained, it is obviously not a weak magic weapon.

　　 Gouzhu carefully sent in the divine consciousness with a trace of true energy. Unexpectedly, this strand of divine consciousness would drive straight forward and was not affected at all. In a blink of an eye, the name of this thing and the spells it controlled appeared in his mind.

　　 "Meteorite sets the inkstone?"

　　 The control of this thing is extremely simple, without any skill at all. He only needs to continuously infuse his true energy, and this thing will continue to grow bigger and heavier, almost unlimited. Because this thing is so simple to control, it can be controlled by everyone, and it will not conflict with each other, and its power is even more terrifying.

Think of a piece of iron weighing half a catty, smashing it at the enemy, and then injecting the true energy. This piece of iron suddenly becomes a huge piece of iron of tens of thousands of catties, but the speed does not change at all, then whose head can stand it live?

　　 But the disadvantage of Ding Fang Yan is that if he is attacked by the opponent with a vigorous return, and if he runs out because of his lack of true energy, the heavy impact will be absorbed by the controller. Not only will the controller be severely injured, but the soul imprint on the object will also be scrubbed clean due to the impact.

　　 No wonder starting with this thing, it turned out to be a masterless magic weapon.

　　 That is to say, although this magic weapon is powerful, it will either make a contribution in one fell swoop, or it will not only become self-harm, the magic weapon thrown out will be given to the other party for nothing.

　　 This kind of thing that was delivered in vain, of course will not let go. He unceremoniously branded his soul breath on it, and income it into Xianhe.