Record of Chaos

　　 It's not just that Lin Meier didn't come. The new Prince Lin and Taishi also didn't come. Lin Zhuo sighed secretly.

Although he has ascended the throne of the crane king, in the future, the golden core of the crane clan, whether it is Lin Meier who has the crown of the golden core, or the new grandmaster with golden core strength, will not obey his control. .

　　 To put it bluntly, the Crane King is just a temporary guardian. The throne will eventually be passed on to the daughter who has never been disciplined and has never recognized his father.

　　 Lin Han has never been in the world for many years, but just immerses himself in practice, seeking longevity for the Taoist couple. She was able to elect him Lin Zhuo as the king of cranes, and she was already taking care of the family's face. It was obviously difficult for her to arrange everything else.

　　 Lin Zhuo thought to himself: If the Dan crown is in his hands, who would dare not listen to his orders? Unfortunately, I can only think about it now.

　　 Goujiu certainly would not participate in things that have nothing to do with him, such as Lin Han's Xianyu and Crane King's ascension. This month, he has been cultivating on Jinlin Island, refining Lin Han's Crane Clan essence and blood, and consolidating his realm of virtual pill.

　　 If you want to refine this drop of fairy blood by yourself, it is simply impossible. Fortunately, Lin Han had originally collected a little of his soul breath and imprinted it on this little blood, he only needed to take it into the body.

　　 After entering the body for refining, he looked inside the dantian Qihai and found that there was a fire in it.

　　 is different from the white flame when Lin Han casts the sky swallowing blazing fire, but his ray of fire is dim black. It happened to be black and white from the original Xuan Yin True Fire, floating in the sea of ​​qi, always keeping a certain distance. Below is his Xuanming True Qi Sea, and the bitter cold poisonous mother in the Qi Sea swims in it like a fish.

　　 The bitter cold poison mother Lan Ruoshuang gave him has already disappeared a lot. But after he cultivated Xuanming True Qi, this bitter cold poison mother was nourished by Xuanming True Qi, and not only did not continue to dissipate, it became solid and active.

　　 Whether it is Xuanyin Youhuo, Sky Swallowing Blazing Fire, or bitter cold poison, it is extremely mysterious. It's harder for ordinary people to reach the sky if they want to condense their true energy through their own spiritual consciousness.

　　 Fire seeds and poisonous mothers are a special kind of spiritual entity. As long as they are nourished by heaven and earth spiritual energy to make them immortal, they can transform their spiritual energy to produce a continuous stream of spiritual fire and bitter cold poison.

　　 Bitter Cold Poison Mother and Swallowing Blazing Fire are both inherited by blood. Xuanyin Youhuo is born naturally from heaven and earth and needs to be refined. These things are rare things that monks can meet but cannot ask for.

　　 Gou Zhu had already had experience in controlling Xuan Yin True Fire, and with Lian Ling's guidance, he did not encounter much difficulty in controlling Sky Swallow Blazing Fire. Blazing fire can be transformed at will, more freely than the weird Profound Yin True Fire.

　　 As long as his mind moves, he can phantom a pair of crane wings phantoms composed of swallowing sky and flames behind him, and he can fly his wings high at any time. Except for the tip of the crane's wings which is still black, the entire body of the wings is white.

　　 Sky-swallowing Blazing Fire will continue to swallow all things in the world to supplement its own consumption as long as it goes out of the outside world. This white light is not the true color of the blazing fire, but the light emitted when the air is burned and absorbed by the blazing fire.

　　 "Tsk tsk, there is a bitter cold poisonous mother in the sea of ​​qi, and there are two types of flames, Xuanyin True Fire and Sky Swallowing Fire. There are really a lot of good things."

　　 a thick-faced young man said lazily. He seemed to be not much bigger than a shame, but his snow-white hair, eyebrows, and the same snow-white moustache, and cynical look made this man look old-fashioned.

　　 It was midsummer, and he was not too hot at all. He was lying on a large bluestone like a cat, basking in the sun, and he couldn't help swallowing drooling as he watched the chuckle sitting next to Lian Ling.

　　 He is a white tiger slaying, after eating a few meals around the blood lake, the two-world city demon repaired to the door, his strength has greatly increased and he has transformed into a human.

　　 He was transformed by the remains of the ancient sacred beasts, and he was also born with pure blood repair. He can avoid all foreign medicines, and he can continuously improve his realm by simply devouring the flesh and blood of others. It's just that he has eaten to a certain bottleneck, until the hook once again arouses his appetite.

What makes him salivate is not the strange things that are difficult to swallow, such as Xuanyin Youhuo, Sky Swallowing Blazing Fire, or even the bitter cold poison mother, but the faintly looming, if there is nothing, even making him feel a little dizzy when he thinks about it. "Fei" think of Xu Dan.

　　 The grade of this virtual pill is so high that ordinary monks don't know it, and it is very possible to mistake it for a lower grade "residual pill". The residual pill is a defective product that has some failures in the formation of pill formation but has barely solidified into an unshaped air mass. It is also as if there is nothing in the best virtual pill.

　　 But for a killer who is an ancient holy beast, how could he make such a low-level mistake. Looking at this supreme virtual pill, if he swallowed it in one bite, the taste, thinking about it, made him feel trembling all over. It is a pity that he dare not.

　　 "They are all messy evil things, what's the use!"

　　 Mu Fei sat aside and said disdainfully. Mu Fei only had the strength of the four colors of Xu Dan, and his demeanor was not far from him. In addition, the power of the tree clan's divine consciousness is already very weak, and he has long been unable to see the sea of ​​anger.

　　 But as a tree clan, he is purely physical training, only believing that the power of the flesh is invincible in the world, and he calls everything outside the tree clan’s body a evil thing. And even though the realm of Debun is greatly increased, Wood's current strength is not what it used to be.

　　 Wood actually does not need cultivation, he only needs to constantly awaken the blood of the tree emperor. The blood of the tree emperor is inherited in a single vein, and he has the powerful power passed down from his ancestors.

　　 is only in the human world, this force is actually contained. After arriving in the Demon Realm, infected by the much richer aura of the Demon Realm, the blood of the wood tree emperor's blood awakened in an instant.

　　 This is also inseparable from the careful guidance of his experienced "old man". Now the wood is more and more like a "tree king". Now Mu Fei not only regards Mu Mu as his master, but also as his disciple who has personally directed him. Between the shackles and the wood, of course he is more optimistic about this "self-family".

　　 "As long as the young master remembers, one force can break ten thousand magic!" Mu Fei's mouth buzzed, and he didn't care if the wood could hear it. No one else could understand, but Mu Mu and Lian Ling could understand this ancient tree language.

　　 Mu Fei's guidance during the time he was cultivating in the blood lake kept awakening the blood of the Emperor, and his strength increased by leaps and bounds, and he had already approached the completion of foundation building.

After arriving at Jinlin Island, the demon spirit ginseng collected by Ling Jiang from the Continent of Xiyang was refined into a foundation building demon liquid for him to consume, allowing him to overcome the rapid awakening of the blood of the tree emperor. He had successfully reached the realm of Xu Dan for the problem of instability.

　　'S disdain for Mu Fei, even Ling smiled silently, sat in the middle, quietly looking at the clearing by the lake in front of him, where the wood was fighting against him.

　　 Sitting next to her were Gou Zhu, Tong Yao, Huang Lu, Nineteenth, Mu Fei, and White Tiger lying horizontally. As for the two fighting in the field, they are not real.

　　 Just beside the open space, there was a white jade stele erected as high as one person. Under the stele was a big tortoise. In front of the big tortoise, the wooden body was meditating there, full of mind in the stele, already settled.

　　 The spiritual light of this monument flickered, shooting out a ray of brilliance. If they look closely, they will find that the cross and wood are just phantoms composed of these brilliance, not the real body.

　　 This jade stele is exactly the blood-stained stele left behind. It is a pity that this monument is simply a monster that devours blood spirit stones. The amount of blood spirit stones needed to stay in the stele to fight with the virtual pill is even more massive than before.

　　 Even if there are a lot of blood spirit stones in Ling's hand, it is not always possible for them to fight in the monument. This time I have been preparing for a long time, and the purpose is to consolidate the wood's virtual pill realm and raise it to one level.

　　 It cost three thousand taels of blood spirit stones to urge this battle. Even the blood spirit stone in Ling's hand was only two thousand taels left, and he couldn't spur another battle.

　　 If wood defeats the hook, it can get a huge improvement. This is not impossible. Physical training has a lot of restraint on Qi training itself. Wood is not an ordinary tree, but the body of a tree king.

　　 But if he fails, he will waste a lot of blood spirit stones. Ten contests were still unable to win, and these three thousand taels of blood spirit stones were completely beaten.

　　 Everyone's method of seeking Tao is different~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ancient fighting madman's method of seeking Tao in the bloodstained stele is even more unique. That is, as long as you have money and can win, you can improve yourself to approach the avenue without restriction. But if you can't win, then all the money is wasted.

　　 Even if he wanted to make Wood improve his strength, he couldn't deliberately lose the battle. Because the shackles reflected in the stele were not controlled by his own mind, but controlled by the staying stele.

　　 The reason why Lian Ling allowed the battle of the monument to be directly reflected in the world for everyone to observe is because she had a hunch that the opportunity to send the wood to the Mianshan Mountain was near. The tree clan is not unified into a large part like the crane clan, and many disputes are simply muddy water. At that time, there will inevitably be several fierce battles.

　　 gazed at the wood in the phantom, it really was very different from the young boy when he first entered the Jade Palace a few years ago. He is now half his head tall, his skin has become darker, and a copper-colored light glows in the sun.

　　 He carried a big bow on his back. It was not the bow made by Mu Fei, but he cut it from the wood that grew out of his own tree. It was almost the same color as his skin. This bow is not a dead thing, it is still a part of his body, keeping in touch with his mind.

　　 Looking at the hook in front of him, his eyes became as sharp as those hunting in the forest, as if he was staring at his prey.

　　 His true qi did not come out of the body, but surging in the body like the power of Qi and blood of the monster race, pouring into every muscle and blood vein. His muscles exposing his cuffs immediately expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye and then contracted, exuding metallic luster and strength.

　　 waved the heavy axe behind his back. He silently danced the axe over his head. With this wave of force, he stepped forward and slashed towards the head!