Super Soldier King

The patriarch of the Jingmu tribe once took Yuanfu Tulu to Xingxiu Tiangong, hoping to find a solution to blood addiction, but the owner of Xingxiu Tiangong, who had glimpsed the peak of the eighth-level Dao Realm, gave an answer directly. Cultivation techniques, secondly, the half-monster physique is not suitable for practicing human exercises, and thirdly, the authentic-level exercises themselves have high requirements for aptitude, and not everyone can practice them.

The words of the Palace Master of Xingxiu Tiangong almost didn't say it directly, it's a pity that you all went to sleep, and you want to practice the true-level skills without meeting any conditions, which is no different from courting death.

After the patriarch of the Jingmu tribe brought the words of the palace master back to the clan, no half-demon chose this secret method again.

When Jing Mu Futian chose this Yuanfu Tulu, the whole tribe opposed it, but Jing Mu Futian ignored it at all. For countless years, it has been difficult for a half-demon to cultivate, let alone become a fairy, and there has never been a single case where he can cross over and peek into it. The eighth level of the Dao Realm, the heavenly gate, stops at the seventh level of the Dao Realm, and then waits for the life essence to be exhausted, and dies of old age.

Jingmu Futian didn't want to follow the old path that the elders of the clan had repeated for countless years. Yuan Futulu didn't take the dantian meridian to absorb spiritual energy. Based on blood and heart, he also cultivated spiritual power and body. In his opinion, it should be suitable for half-demons.

Against the opposition of the whole family, Jing Mu Futian began to practice Yuanfu Tulu. The monsters outside the Broken Soul Mountain range emerged endlessly, and most of them were blood monsters that devoured blood. A very excellent training environment.

With the deepening of his cultivation, Jingmu Futian inevitably became addicted to blood, and his temperament gradually became more and more brutal and bloodthirsty. He could still control it in the early stage, and he was the young patriarch of the Jingmu tribe. Sneaking and hunting human cultivators, there were naturally people who helped him afterwards. When he reached the seventh level of Dao Realm, he couldn't control himself a little bit. A while ago, he even lost control and swallowed a genius in the clan alive.

Even if his own father wiped Jing Mu Futian's ass, the news of that genius's sudden death in Jing Mu Futian's compound still spread. Thinking of Jing Mu Futian's nature skills, how he died suddenly is naturally not a secret.

Some people say he is crazy, some people say he has become a beast, there are all kinds of arguments, Jingmu Futian knows that he wants to control, he has been practicing with the blood of monsters for half a year, and he has never touched a half-monster or a human being. , but the immortal cultivator I met today exudes an intoxicating smell that makes him intoxicated. It is very wonderful, and the urge to swallow that person in my heart cannot be suppressed at all.

Jing Mu Futian didn't follow the order of the third elder, and waited for those two to go to Baifeng Black Market first. He couldn't wait. The wonderful feeling that the young man's flesh and blood gave him made him go crazy. He wanted to bite off the young man's neck, and then Tear open his lower abdomen and taste the wonderful taste of flesh and blood, just like the genius of the clan he swallowed before.

As for the young man who almost killed the third elder with a single move just now, and showed great strength, in Jing Mufutian's view, just as the third elder said, it was the third elder who was careless and was just attacked by someone. The young man's frontal battle may not be That's how strong he is. With Yuanfu Tulu, even if he faces the top power, Tianjiao, he will not be in vain in a frontal battle.

When the cultivation base reaches the seventh level of the Taoist Realm, it becomes normal to decide the winner with one or two moves. After all, everyone's battle situation is different. Only after the eighth level of the Taoist Realm will there be a qualitative change, and the battle will evolve again It has become a competition of battlefield and background.

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Ye Qian stopped again, turned around and looked at the distance behind him. He thought that the road to Baifeng Heishi would be much smoother after experiencing the ten powerful half-monsters of the Jingmu tribe, but he didn't expect that it was not that time at all. thing.

Do you really think he has no temper at all! Ye Qian was silent, and there was a half-demon following along the way, and he remembered the aura very clearly, it was the youngest half-demon power among the great powers of the Jingmu tribe.

Ye Qian was actually a little surprised just now. It wasn't that the young half-demon Da Neng had blood-colored pupils that other Jingmu half-demons didn't have, but that the aura on that half-demon was in the same vein as King Quan Fugui, Xu Da and other blood pool demon palaces. Xie Xiu was very similar, if he hadn't been born with the appearance of a half-demon from the Jingmu tribe, Ye Qian would almost have thought that he was a descendant of the Blood Pool Demon Palace.

"Senior, what's the matter?" Seeing Ye Qian stop and turn around, Gou Peiran also stopped, turned around and looked around where there was nothing, and asked.

"It's okay, I have a little trouble to solve first, you wait for me here!" Ye Qian patted Gou Peiran on the shoulder, took a deep look at Gou Peiran, the space burst was activated, and disappeared directly in place. When he appeared, he had already reached the bloody head. Hitomi Iki Banyao's body.

What makes Ye Qian feel very strange is that this blood-eyed half-demon power is actually running on all fours. It feels similar to a monster. The bloody aura emanating from his body is very familiar. On the lap, the foot stomped hard on the waist of the blood-eyed half-demon Da Neng.

There was a burst of dust, and the blood-eyed half-demon power who was not in a hurry was directly stepped on the ground by Ye Qian, forming a human-shaped crater nearly five meters deep.

"Come out, this little injury can't hurt you at all!" Ye Qian stood by the pit and yelled at the human-shaped pit. Let a Dao Peeping Realm seventh-level early stage power lose the ability to resist.

"Human, your space secret technique is good!" The blood-eyed half-demon Da Neng jumped out of the pit, landed on all fours, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and greed, bared his teeth not far from Ye Qian and growled, "I am the well!" Jing Mu Futian, the young patriarch of the Mu tribe, leave one arm behind, and I will let you go!"

"I didn't show mercy just now, you died a long time ago, I'm curious, where do you have the confidence to say such a thing?" Ye Qian stared at Jing Mu Futian like he was looking at a fool, without taking a look at the situation.

If Jing Mu Futian brought the other nine half-demon powers, he still has a little confidence in saying this, now that Jing Mu Futian is chasing after him alone, the strength is under Ye Qian's foot, and he should have a clear understanding, unexpectedly Dare to say such a thing, what kind of brain circuit is this, it's too weird.

Why, just relying on the identity of the young patriarch of the Jingmu tribe? It's funny, in such a chaotic place outside the Broken Soul Mountain Range these days, isn't it too naive to want to rely on your identity to suppress people!

"Then you go to die, Zhusheng Futu!" Hearing this, Jing Mu Futian's last wisp of sanity was replaced by madness. After a long and mournful howl, chaotic and bloodthirsty battles soared into the sky, and scarlet blood flowed from his body. The pores diffused and turned into hundreds of blood-colored figures. These were the people and half-demons he had swallowed in the past. Through the Yuanfu Tulu, they not only turned into food for his cultivation, but also helped him kill enemies sometimes. Moreover, they generally carry the meaning of resentment in front of them, which can mess up people's minds.

"Where did you get your skills?" Seeing that Jing Mufutian didn't agree with each other, Ye Qian acted desperately and asked his own doubts directly. He frowned and looked at the bloody figures that rushed towards him. The power has the power to see the peak of the sixth level of the Dao Realm, and it has the spiritual will of hatred and madness. Ye Qian has a premonition that once it is contaminated, it will pollute his spiritual power.

"Yuanfutulu, the true secret method of the Blood Pond Demon Palace, why are you afraid? It's late, you are mine, let me taste your flesh and blood, human being!" Jing Mu Futian showed a cruel smile, full of disappointment The piercing tongue licked his fangs, his eyes were full of desire and madness for Ye Qian's body.

"So that's how it is. I spared your life in vain. Where is Yuanfu Tulu?" Ye Qian frowned and flashed hundreds of bloody figures rushing from the sky. For some reason, these figures seemed to be able to automatically lock on to him. Changing positions, he could only delay for a while, he was too lazy to procrastinate, and finally asked, "Is it on you, or is it in the Jingmu tribe?"

"How could you escape the Buddha!" ​​Jing Mu Futian's eyes became more bloody, with killing intent mixed with madness in his eyes, and he roared: "All living beings worship me, I am the Buddha!"

Before the words were finished, hundreds of blood-colored figures swirled and entangled, and then merged into a huge bald blood man three feet high with closed eyes. Afterwards, Futian Jing Mu directly plunged into the blood man, and the closed eyes slowly opened. His killing intent and madness are exactly the same as Jing Mu Futian.

"Humans, die!" The huge blood man three feet tall resounded like a thunderbolt, two or three of Ye Qian's thick, six-meter-long blood-red thighs, and the extremely thick blood-colored aura at the soles of his feet sent Ye Qian Kick away.

Under this leg, the top of Ye Qian's head turned black, the strong force scraped Ye Qian's clothes, and Ye Qian could even see faint space ripples appearing around the blood-red thighs, interfering with Ye Qian's space Dash can still be used, but it is not as convenient and far away as before.

The true secret method of the Blood Pool Demon Palace is really interesting!

The ancient knife in Ye Qian's hand appeared out of thin air, and he held it in his hand. I don't know if the true secret method will involve some space rules, Chu Baiyun's Thirteen Hatreds, Wei Liang's Twelve Watches, and Feixian Cult's Empty Soul Dao, etc. As long as the exercises can directly point to Taoism and immortality, it seems to be more or less related to space.

Perhaps to cultivate to the extreme, to ascend to the upper realm or to the fairy world, you need to break through the limitation of space, so when it comes to true-level skills, whether it is active effects or passive effects, it will involve space.

It's time for this farce to end! Ye Qian was thinking endlessly in his heart, but his hands were not slow. The illusory nine consecutive slashes and the sixth slash was shot in an instant. The huge purple sword light went from bottom to top, with the strong will of the sword that cut everything, smashing three feet The tall blood-colored giant was cut in two.

With a bang, the bloody light in the sky cracked, the blood-colored giant disappeared, Futian was split in two, and his flesh and blood fell heavily from the sky.

"It's not dead?" Ye Qian's eyelids twitched, the well that was cut in half by him with a knife, was still struggling with a distance of more than ten meters on the left and right, wanting to land on the fish, tumbling and bouncing Wanting to get back together again.