When it comes the 24th year, one day.

Far far away in the northern border, in the Baimang Mountains, a middle-aged monk with a calm face was sitting cross-legged in the depths of an extremely dark cave. While practicing, blood was rolling all over his body, and a demon tiger-like ghost,

His eyes showed a resentful look.

This ghost wandered around Zhang Chengze for a few times. Seeing that the other party seemed to be conscious, he couldn't help but rush forward.

However, just as he got closer to one meter, he suddenly opened his mouth, sucked at him, and instantly swallowed the ghost into his stomach.

The next moment, his whole body suddenly grew bigger in an instant, and the blood vessels on his body kept squirming like earthworms. His eyes were wide open, full of blood, and then hundreds of blood shadows were left behind.

He thrust up and bite his flesh and blood.

However, when each blood shadow bite, more than ten bloodshots immediately surged out from the wound, pierced through the blood shadow, pulled it over, and merged into the flesh and blood.

After this repeated, Zhang Chengze had no good meat all over his body. The blood that flowed out dyed the ground about a meter of meter all over his body into a black and red color, and the pungent smell of blood spread in the cave.

After a while, he opened his eyes with some fatigue. Seeing that there was no more blood in the hole, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but open.

"The method of red ghost devouring the body in "Red Ghost Buyuan" is indeed extraordinary. It is worth my hard work for many years. Now it is finally the late stage of foundation building. My foundation has been established, and the golden elixir is here to wait!" He stood up naked and stood up naked.

He stepped on the bones and the smell of bloody mud, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and looked extremely hard, and said.

Then he couldn't help but smile from his mouth, and the laughter echoed from childhood to adulthood, from calm to madness.

After two cups of tea, Zhang Chengze calmed down his excitement.

"Have you laughed enough?" Suddenly, an extremely hoarse voice passed through the formation and entered the cave.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Chengze immediately jumped into a pool in the cave without saying a word, and wanted to use the water escape method, and left with the underground water veins.

However, he had just sneaked in more than ten feet deep, and the bottom had already turned into black ice and was spreading upwards. The coldness of the ice made his soul tremble.

As a last resort, Zhang Chengze flew out of the pond and then collided towards the top of the cave. He saw that there was a tunnel that reached the top of the mountain.

He galloped up, but as soon as he appeared, his two giant tigers, seven or eight feet tall, were looking down at the sky, and they were all big monsters from the Golden Pill stage.

Without saying a word, the two monsters opened their mouths and sprayed a cloud of cold air, covering them in an instant.

The blood-light body-protecting spirit shield used by Zhang Chengze turned into ice like an egg shell, and the coldness kept frozen, and the body was frozen.

Then one of the Hanshan tigers swayed and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Zhang Chengze flew dozens of feet away, and broke many big trees in the middle of the journey. Finally, he climbed over a dozen circles on the ground, smashing a huge rock into pieces.

The rocks collapsed, pressing him inside.

‘Huh!’ The other Hanshan tiger was rushing to the formation next to him and said in surprise.

"A mere human foundation-building cultivator who has just advanced to the late stage can be safe and sound under my cold air. No wonder he can kill the juniors of our clan. He must have an extraordinary protective object." The other Hanshan Tiger said happily.

However, before the words of these two monsters were finished, a blood shadow suddenly shot out from the pile of rocks.

I saw Zhang Chengze, who had given up his legs to perform the "Blood Shadow Escape Technique", was covered in blood and sprinting towards the distance.

Under this secret technique, the speed of escape performed by a foundation-building monk at this moment was no less than that of a Jindan monk.

The two cold mountain tigers also followed closely.

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This day.

Zhang Shiping suddenly moved for a moment, took out a blood-colored jade slip, and once he held it in his hand, the jade cracked from the middle, dividing the word "Ze" into two halves.

Seeing this, the expression in his eyes faded a little, and he sighed softly: "After all, the sharpness is too obvious, I don't know how to hide my cleverness, and use the principles of obscureness and clarity."

But after sighing, he held it hard, crushed the jade slip in his hand into jade powder, and lifted it away casually.

The time is long, and there is no rush.

There are still two thousand years to wait, and during this period one or two younger disciples worthy of training should be produced in the clan.

In the past seven hundred years, he has seen or heard of various sects and countless juniors in his family, but those who become Nascent Souls do not even have a palm.

Zhang Chengze, a junior who was unwilling to accept his heart and used all kinds of methods, was ultimately lost to everyone and died halfway through.

The jade powder scattered in the wind and soon merged with the sand and dust, dissipating without a trace.

Zhang Shiping no longer cared. He lowered his head and looked at the bronze lamp beside him, and pointed at the already pitch black light.

As soon as his finger touched, a cold and silent feeling surged into his heart, extinguishing the impulse brought by the aura of the mangrove in his body.

"Maybe this is the fire of Wuxu born in the Yinming Huangquan." He seemed to have some realization in his heart.

In the past, whether it was Bifang's fire or Jinwuyang fire, it was not completely in line with it.

If it hadn't been for twenty-four years of nourishment of the ancient aura, this bronze lamp wouldn't have really produced the fire of no ruins.

When I first heard of the name of fire, I was still in the sea. The demon clans attacked Yuanxiao City, and from the mouth of the monk who claimed to be the True Lord of Tiger and Dragon. However, after this person appeared, there was no news.

With Du Yu's permission, he entered the Great Array Hub of Yuanxiao City and checked all the Nascent Soul Cultivators who entered the city at that time, but gained nothing.

The formation can capture and record the Qi of Venerable Qingpeng silently, but it cannot even leave any trace of the other party.

Since then, Zhang Shiping has extinguished the idea of ​​finding this person. He has linked this person with the young monk who was reincarnated with the body of Bi Yu of the fire crow. Maybe it is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

It is even possible that the incarnation of Mahayana monks who have disappeared after ancient times is impossible.

With a thought, the Firefly Spirit Tower flew out from the Baihui above his head, grew in the wind, and turned into a red pagoda that was half a foot high and landed in front of him. The fire of Wuxu suddenly surged and surrounded him.

The ancient aura of the mana is ignited.

A few clanging and crisp sounds sounded.

The silver chain was coiled around the tower and instantly appeared.

As soon as this chain came out, these surging flames immediately rushed towards it. After years of sacrifices and refining, one of the links of this chain has turned into a half-black and half-silver color, with a sense of substance.

This chain has thousands of rings, and as he continues to use the "Spiritual Reincarnation and Transformation Yuan Technique", it will grow again. If you want to completely transform it from virtualization, you still have to

How many years will it take?

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