The First Cause of All Realms

The strength of supernatural powers depends on one's rank and dao fruit, and on the other hand, it depends on the master of supernatural powers.

Once upon a time, Yang Yu didn't care when he saw this sentence.

Until the 'empty valley stone' was refined into the palm of his hand, Yang Yu suddenly had a deeper understanding of magical powers.

Is it really just to make the flesh and blood have the sharpness and tenacity of gold and iron?

Or, is it the real use of this magical power to absorb strange stones, divine gold, etc., which can be called magical characteristics?

This principle also applies to Konggu Stone.

Empty Valley Stone, can it only be stored?

It was this thought that touched Yang Yu, and the subsequent collisions also verified his thoughts.

Not only does it absorb the power of the fist to achieve the effect of venting, but after a short period of accumulation, it can be bombarded with the palm of one's own fist.

Take advantage of it!

Boom!

Between the sound and the sound, the fist mark pressed down horizontally, straight like an ancient immortal god, piercing the gate of Tianhe, causing the nine heavens to fall, destroying the world.

The tyrannical and terrifying power of its power made Yu Liang, Zhao Jinglong, and even the forces of all parties watching the battle from an unknown distance change their faces.

"This this…"

The thunder light on Yu Liang's body was extinguished, and uncontrollable horror flashed in his eyes.

Yang Yu's power at this moment reminded him irresistibly of Wei Zhengxian, who had said goodbye for a few days.

So violent and domineering, so unstoppable.

But this is obviously a young man who is still in the third level of the exchange blood level, and is not as young as the weak crown.

hum!

The airflow was stagnant, as if the real air wall had been penetrated. The power of this blow was so strong that it couldn't even bear the air of the air.

Even Yang Yu himself was overwhelmed. His entire arm, from his fingertips to his shoulders, was oozing blood, but the strength was too tyrannical for his muscles, bones and blood vessels to bear.

The boxer, it's already like this, what if you face it head-on?

"I can't take this punch..."

The moment he saw the fist burst, Xiao Zhan's heart rose to enlightenment.

After this thought flashed through his mind, his momentum like the setting sun suddenly fell, and his terrifying face became peaceful and condensed.

This is a decision honed by blood and fire, a consciousness and state of mind that is not afraid of life and death.

Even in the line of life and death, he is able to grasp the super-powerful power of his heart in the midst of thousands of thoughts.

"This blow, I may die!"

The strong wind blew against his face, his fists pierced through the air, and it was as fast as lightning and flint, but Yang Yu suddenly read Xiao Zhan's heart.

"But you, don't even think about living!"

In the one eye, blood and tears flowed.

More than just one eye!

Seven orifices, wounds, flying hair, and even the ubiquitous pores all over the body are dripping blood!

The hot blood exudes a strong smell of gunpowder smoke like sulphur.

In such a terrifying state, Xiao Zhan was as peaceful as a great monk sitting cross-legged in a mountain of **** corpses, his hands suddenly folded.

In the face of such terrifying punching power, he even let go of the **** situation and instead formed a strange body print.

"The seal of sacrifice?"

Seeing this handprint, Yu Liang and Zhao Jinglong felt a chill in their hearts.

Not by the power of this handprint, but by its origin.

The seal of sacrifice, the full name is 'the seal of pity for life'.

It is taken from the teachings of the Liansheng Sect. After the mother created the world for seven days, there were thousands of demons attacking. The mother was burdened with the weight of the world and could not fight back, so she had to sacrifice herself to eliminate the demons.

This is a move to die with the enemy!

"Lian Sheng's body seal?!"

Zhao Jinglong's eyes darkened in shock.

boom!

The next moment, the fist fell.

The expected shocking collision did not happen, the air seemed to be silent at this moment, and the dust flying above the earth was severely pressed to the surface.

call!

Yang Yu withdrew his body and closed his fists, blood dripping on his right arm.

A step away, Xiao Zhan's body was not very tall, and it was more shriveled like dried bacon. When the wind blew, he fell to the ground with his own weight.

The flesh and skin around his body rustled like shavings of hair that fell when he was tossing his hair in disorder.

Victory or defeat?

Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the spectators changed.

Some were shocked, some were horrified, some were clapping their hands quickly, and some were gritting their teeth secretly.

But no matter what they thought in their hearts, when they looked at the boy who stood upright with his fists closed, there was more fear and awe in their eyes.

No matter who he was before, after today, he will definitely be famous in Qingzhou and even Longyuan Dao!

The fastest road to fame since ancient times is at his feet.

"Your tyrannical fist has not yet achieved its true meaning, and it is not worth mentioning that you are weak. The one who killed me today is not you, but the old man himself!"

The powerful vitality of the blood-changing warriors was vividly displayed in Xiao Zhan's body at this time.

His blood and flesh had dried up and cracked, and his internal organs, muscles and bones were all shaken into mud, but he took a breath and refused to swallow it. The light in his one eye was dim.

"You're right."

Yang prison nodded and admitted.

This battle, he began to plan and prepare more than ten days ago, but even so, if it wasn't for Konggu Shi's unexpected joy, he was afraid that he would still be unable to help Xiao Zhan.

Even, it is very likely to be counter-killed.

Therefore, even if his disgust for this person is extremely deep, he has to admit that his martial arts are far more tyrannical than himself at this time.

If it weren't for his punching power, he could only avoid it by wandering around and exhausting him to death.

"The bones and blood of this old man will help you truly become famous in Qingzhou. Those eyes will eventually fall on you, just like me back then."

Xiao Zhan said calmly:

"The seal of sacrifice did not kill you, and it will follow you forever. I will watch your bleak end on behalf of the old man until you and I meet underground."

"Finished?"

Yang prison pointed a little, and the gravel flew out, piercing his brain:

"If that day comes, I will kill you again."

The blood-stained stones fell to the dust, the fire in Xiao Zhan's eyes also dimmed, the breath was cut off, and there was no more vitality at all.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yu suddenly stretched out his palm.

In the cauldron of gluttony that no one could see, the purple-gold swallowing evil treasure gourd bloomed with brilliance, and the rays of light inside it collided and hummed.

The big picture is set!

Seeing this scene, Yu Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's battle completely shattered all the contempt he had held since he left Longyuan Dao to Qingzhou.

Xiao Zhan, a collateral origin, with one and only one Scarlet Blood True Assassin, a broken soldier situation, more than a year old, a veteran with blood and energy going downhill.

He almost lost his own defeat.

Xiao Zhan is like this.

What about the first person in the martial arts of Qingzhou who pressed him to the ground with one hand and let it struggle but could not be shaken, the Great General known as the Heavenly Wolf?

"Die well!"

Only Zhao Jinglong, dragging his tired body to stand up, shouted hello.

In today's battle, he almost died at the hands of the Xiao family twice, and he hated Xiao Zhan and other aristocratic family members to the core.

"I'm afraid the general didn't expect this, right?"

Looking at the ruined streets, prisons, and houses, Yu Liang shook his head in his heart.

His face was pale.

Although he immediately suppressed the Burning Life Pill, the catalyzing effect of this elixir on blood qi is like adding fuel to the fire, where is it so good to suppress?

In the end, although he did not make a move, he was also greatly damaged. If he could not recuperate, it would even shake the foundation of his progress.

The cost of this encounter was so great that he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had also made a chess piece...

"Liansheng sacrifices his body seal."

Looking at the breathless Xiao Zhan, Yang Yu thought to himself.

With the keenness of his five senses, even at the most critical moment, he can capture the slightest changes, and Zhao Jinglong's voice can be heard naturally.

It is impossible for normal martial arts to have the word Liansheng. In other words, the martial arts with these two words must come from the teaching of Liansheng.

It's just that Xiao Zhan, who was born in a famous family, has superb martial arts, and has a powerful border veteran, has any reason to join the Liansheng Sect?

Moreover, who are the 'those people' he said at the end?

…

…

Xiao Zhan is dead!

This news, like a hurricane, quickly swept the entire Sirius Pass.

Whether it was a merchant, a soldier, an official or a general, or a person in the martial arts world, everyone who heard the news was in an uproar.

And the news spread faster than Yu Liang's actions.

Xiao Zhan died less than a moment ago, and he had already arrived in the military camp. With Zhao Jinglong and Cheng Shan's two commanders as swords, he suppressed the general camp with the fastest speed.

After Xiao Zhan's death, the Xiao family took the opportunity to riot and would cause a mutiny.

That night, blood flowed into a river at Sirius Pass.

All the lieutenant generals who were linked to the Xiao family, or even had a relationship, were all imprisoned in the collapsed prison without exception. If there were any resisters, they would be directly suppressed and killed.

From nightfall until the sun rises.

The cries of killing that night were almost endless, causing the residents of Tianlangguan to go from uproar to panic, to silence, and everyone was in danger.

But all this, Yang Prison has no mind to care about.

A room on the second floor of the inn.

Yang Yu immersed himself in the scalding medicated bath that was constantly heated until his skin turned red before standing up.

On the bronze mirror facing him, his sturdy body with sharp edges and corners without a trace of fat is reflected.

On his right arm, all the small wounds have scabbed over, and there are some small burns all over the body, which are corroded by the poison of the hundred poisonous old man. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

On the left arm, there is a tiny gold thread that sometimes wriggles.

These are the scars he left on his body after fighting in a row, but all of these are nothing compared to the crossed fingers and the lotus-shaped mark that appeared on his chest after being cold.

What Xiao Zhan performed seemed to be somewhat different from the Liansheng sacrifice seal, but the results were similar.

This lotus-shaped sacrificial seal, like a living creature, is constantly melting the blood in his body, and it is still expanding, and it seems to be melting the blood in his whole body.

After the blood and qi, there is the internal breath, and after that, there is the blood, the muscles, the bones, the internal organs and the marrow...

"Fortunately, there is a solution."

With a long sigh of relief, Yang Prison sat back in the tub. After a while, a soldier came and delivered what he needed.

call!

When the door was closed, the wind blew, and the dossier on the table was blown, and words such as 'Jade Dragon Temple', 'Nanling Sword Sect' and 'Big Boss' could be vaguely seen.