Nine Yang Divine Doctor Chapter 431: Elder of Dead Sword
Tianyang, Yefang's body twisted together like two octopus, and the skin of the whole body was tightly pressed together. Strong streams of qi and blood were constantly circulating between them, and a thick blood cocoon formed outside the two bodies, wrapping them in it. A stream of original martial arts constantly intersected in their bodies. An indescribable pleasure continued to rise. The double breaks of martial arts were more wonderful than ordinary combination of carnal sensuality. It also had great benefits for the improvement of martial arts.
The moonlight slowly spread into the room, and the blood cocoons that the two of them had combined began to rotate slowly. A stream of the moon's qi continued to seep into the blood cocoon, turning into the purest power to continuously replenish the sky and night stands, filling their origin bit by bit. The outside of the blood cocoon gradually became a layer of silver.
Tianyang mobilized the blood and blood of the whole body, washing Ye Qing's body over and over again, and wisps of black air emerged from Ye Qing's body and was quickly squeezed out. The bloody power of Ye Qing's body flowed into Tianyang's body, constantly purifying the wild blood in Tianyang's body. The wild marks on Tianyang's chest continued to deepen. Various martial arts insights blended with each other, slowly improving their martial arts realm.
A ray of sunlight came in outside, and the blood cocoon slowly melted, turning into a stream of pure blood qi and rushing back to Tianyang, Ye Xing's body. The two of them woke up and their practice overnight made them clearly feel the improvement in martial arts.
"It's getting bright so soon." Night stand said reluctantly. The feeling was so wonderful.
"Yes, what a pity. I feel like I can almost break through in martial arts." Tianyang said with some regret.
"Tianyang, I feel that there are quite a problem with your cultivation in martial arts. The path of practicing the 365 Yuanjiao should be very suitable for you, but you practice relics, which disperse your martial arts, which is very unfavorable to your growth in martial arts. I think you should choose a path to go on, either practice relics, and complete the integration of the inner and outer worlds of the relics, or use the 365 Yuanjiao to integrate the 365 Yuanjiao to integrate the celestial path. But I think practicing the celestial path should be more suitable for you. And not everyone can meet this opportunity." Night stand looked at Tianyang very seriously.
"Let me think about it carefully." Tianyang looked at the night stand, but he actually didn't understand. He just couldn't choose it. Whether it was the relics or the 365 Yuanya, it was a very rare martial art. Although it may be difficult to cultivate relics, if you can cultivate 9981 relics, you can easily enter the realm of perfection with the power of the relic's creation. The method of practicing 365 Yuanya is not enough. If you merge 365 small worlds, you can also enter the realm of great perfection.
"You'd better make a decision quickly. After all, this is related to your future martial arts future?" Yefang looked at Tianyang seriously, but she also understood that Tianyang had to think clearly about this matter, what was the most suitable for him.
"I understand, let's go to see Master Qiufeng Sword as soon as possible. She has something to discuss with us." Tianyang exhaled a breath of turbid air, controlled his vitality, and automatically put on his clothes.
"What are you doing so urgently? Master Qiufeng Sword asked us to go. I'm afraid he was just discussing the matter of worshiping ancestors. We are just guest elders of the eighth vein. How much does it have to do with us?" Ye Xing pouted. Although he was a little unhappy, he still quickly put on a pair of energy. A stream of energy swam in his body for a week, expelling all the turbid air from his body. The whole person immediately felt much more refreshed.
"Hello, two elders!" Seeing Tianyang coming with a night stand, the disciples of the eighth lineage bowed one after another.
"Everyone is good, too." Tianyang smiled and looked at these disciples of the Sword Sect who were about the same age as him. If he didn't have so many opportunities, he might be the same as them now, or even far inferior to them.
"Tianyang, night stand, it's all here. Everyone has been waiting for you for a while." Looking at Tianyang, night stand comes, Qiu Feng said with a smile.
"Hmph, they are just two ungrateful juniors, so how can they be qualified to be guests of our eight veins?"
"This elder seems to have a lot of opinions about us and our wife. So what do you think is qualified to be a guest of the eighth vein of the Sword Sect?" Tianyang looked at him, and the three hundred and sixty-five sword intents merged into one and pressed over.
"Puff!" Unable to withstand the oppression of Tianyang's sword intent, the elder squirted out a stream of blood, and the seat under him slid several feet back.
"Elder Han Jian!" The other elders were shocked. They had never expected Elder Han Jian to be so unbearable in front of Tianyang.
"In this way, you probably have no objection, right?" Tian Yang looked at the other elders below coldly, and the sword intent condensed into a huge sword phantom and oppressed everyone.
"Okay, okay, everyone is the elders of the same vein, why bother to have an unhappy thing?" Elder Qiu Feng hurried out to smooth things over.
The sword intent on Tianyang's body slowly dissipated. Since the purpose of establishing his authority had been achieved, there was no need for him to continue to offend these elders from the dead.
"You..." Elder Kujian swallowed a mouthful of blood and stared at Tianyang angrily. With his status as the eighth vein, when did he suffer such a great loss?
"Elder Han Jian, Master Tianyang just wants to try your cultivation, why bother with him?" Qiu Feng Sword Master stopped him and said.
"Sword Master, I am the elder of the eighth vein, but today I was bullied by an outsider. Are you planning to not pursue this?" The sound of the sword was sharp and fierce, and he said to Master Qiu Feng. He couldn't swallow this tone.
"So what does Elder Han Jian want?" Master Qiu Feng's face was not very good. She was going to give him a step, but this old guy didn't give her face at all.
"Sword Master, you must make the decision for me. If you don't punish this kid well today, will he take us like me seriously in the future?"
"Elder Kujian, Tianyang is my guest minister of the eighth vein, and his identity is equivalent to that of me and the sword master. Do you think he is a disciple of the sect, and you can do whatever you want?" Qiu Feng's sword master's face became colder and colder.
"Master Qiufeng Sword, since Elder Kujian wants to teach me a lesson, then let him take action. I don't mind accompanying the old man to exercise his muscles and bones." Tianyang moved his wrists and stared at Elder Kujian.
"You, don't think that the sword can be strong and can be arrogant in our eighth vein." Elder Kujian shrank back.
"Then let Elder Kujian tell me how to become more peaceful." Tianyang stared at Elder Kujian, and his powerful sword intent kept pressing over.
"Young Master Tianyang, you should stop at the right time." Two elders stood beside Elder Kujian and blocked the sword intent on Tianyang's body.