It was at this time that Sima Shaozhen saw the last and most important step in Yang Ji!
"Boom!"
It was as if a huge thunder passed through the sky, and everything around him slowed down. The earth shook in the cave, and dust fell loudly.
And above Yang Ji's head, under the horrified gazes of everyone, a dragon-like pillar of air was like a wolf smoke. It broke through the heavy soil at the top of the cave and soared into the sky from the Purple Xu Garden.
"thunderbolt!"
There was a strong wind between the sky and the earth, lightning and thunder, and rolling dark clouds gathered from all directions, and were severely dispersed by Yang Ji's energy.
Around the Purple Xu Garden, on the high walls, the tiles were roaring in the strong wind. Hundreds of Han soldiers scattered on the walls looked at the purple dragon rushing out from the ground, and they were all dumbfounded.
, expressionless!
"I finally broke through!"
An extremely excited and high-pitched sound came from deep underground, like an old demon that had been locked up for thousands of years suddenly regained the light of day.
At the moment when the mighty energy rushed out from the Baihui point on the top of his head, Yang Ji felt an impulse and joy of release that he had never experienced before.
Somehow, some kind of invisible barrier and restriction broke through. Yang Ji's body was extremely thick, and the blood that reached it suddenly boiled, and contracted and collapsed inward. From the state of grains of iron sand, it shrank and became dense again,
Gradually, individual talismans were born.
At first, a talisman was produced in the long iron sand blood energy at the Dantian, and then the blood energy collapsed, the second, the third... into thousands, endless blood energy talismans were born from the body, and spread to other parts of the body.
The place spreads away.
When the blood energy in Yang Ji's body turned into the blood energy talisman, the blood energy in Yang Ji's body suddenly became only one-third of its original size, and a large number of meridians and blood vessels were opened up.
Yang Ji is like a bottle. Although it is not that big, water is poured out and sand is poured in. And now, there is a bigger place to accommodate the "sand".
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
Yang Ji raised his left arm and pointed straight to the sky. The next moment, amidst the roaring sound, a white light fell from the sky. It was so powerful that it covered Yang Ji's whole body and was engulfed in it.
In just a short period of time, Yang Ji's aura has skyrocketed. He has just been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts, and has directly reached the peak of the eighth level of martial arts.
In just an instant, Yang Ji's body changed from a state of iron sand to filled with "blood energy talismans" that were several times denser, several times heavier, and several times more powerful.
Just standing on the ground, Yang Ji could feel that the weight of his whole body had increased several times, reaching an incredible level. The weight alone was probably an iron man as tall as himself, and the bronze man was probably not as heavy as himself, or even half as heavy.
Less than.
"Yang, Yang Ji..."
When the purple air in the sky dissipated, there was silence in the cave. Sima Buzhen stood at the entrance of the corridor, dumbfounded and speechless.
He knew that Yang Ji was refining elixirs, but he never expected that Yang Ji was refining this elixir to suddenly break the bottleneck. When the elixir was completed, he actually broke through to the realm of the eighth major martial arts sect.
Yang Ji is now full of vitality and incredibly powerful. Even he is no match for him.
Next to Sima Shaozhen, the two masters brought by the Sima family had expressions of horror on their faces. They were the eighth level great martial arts sects, and their perceptions were much sharper than others.
The guard of Cangxu City has indeed broken through to the eighth level martial arts realm, there is no doubt about it. But the aura on his body does not look like the eighth level martial arts sect at all. It is so thick that it is terrifying!
They were also eighth-level martial arts sects, but they had never reached this level. If they hadn't met Yang Ji, the two of them wouldn't even believe that the eighth-level martial arts sect could actually be so powerful.
"This guy is so scary!"
"How can the Eighth Level Grand Martial Sect be so powerful?"
…
The two of them were trembling. Suddenly, they had an unspeakable fear of Yang Ji. It was not that Yang Ji had any hostility towards them, but that Yang Ji's existence completely broke their cognition.
For this kind of existence that was beyond common sense and far beyond their own, the two of them instinctively felt fear and had an urge to stay away.
It has nothing to do with hostility, it’s completely instinctive!
"Hahaha, sir. You succeeded. You really succeeded!..."
At this time, the only one who was not scheming and was completely happy for Yang Ji was the ghost alchemist. He did not feel the change in the atmosphere, he only knew that Yang Ji had become stronger and became a more powerful and terrifying existence than before!
"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. After spending so much energy, everything is worth it now. Ghost Alchemist, these are for you!"
Yang Ji threw out a few Dragon God Pills and gave them to the ghost alchemist, then strode towards Sima Shaozhen. Extreme shock remained on the latter's face, which made Yang Ji very satisfied.
"Brother Sima, the ten days are up. Are you interested in watching a good show?"
Yang Ji walked up to Sima Shaozhen and said.
Sima Shaozhen was completely speechless now. Yang Ji's power had exceeded his imagination. He also broke through to the eighth level martial arts realm with the help of the White Dragon Earth Vein, but in front of Yang Ji, there was actually a low-level warrior facing him.
The feeling of a high-level warrior.
This is incredible!
"Brother Yang, I am really convinced now. It is not unfair at all to lose to you in the martial arts examination. If Wei Boyang sees you breaking through the eighth major martial arts school now, I am afraid that he will immediately surrender and he will not be resentful anymore.
Already."
Sima Shaozhen admired Yang Ji from the bottom of his heart. Strength is everything, and Yang Ji's strength is actually stronger than him. This is the best proof of personal ability.
"Survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong", in the world of martial arts, "the strong are respected". No matter what Yang Ji does, it doesn't matter, he has proven himself with his own strength and won the respect of everyone!
"hehe!"
With a gentle smile, Yang Ji took Sima Shaozhen, Ghost Alchemist and others out of the basement. The sun was rising in the east, and the red clouds were thousands of miles away. Following the sunshine to the west, one could vaguely see the dense primitive jungle.
"Now, it's time for me to keep my promise!"
Yang Ji stepped on his foot, and there was a bang, like a cannonball being shot out, and a few flickers disappeared without a trace, even Sima Shaozhen couldn't see it.
…………
Deep in the jungle, a large army was gathering. Densely packed barbarian warriors were scattered in the woods like swarms of mosquitoes, scattered in all spaces from the treetops to the ground.
There are people snooping around everywhere, and people are always watching in the direction of Cangxu City. If there is any trouble, they will know it immediately.
The primeval jungle is the best witch doctor. Within ten days, the barbarian warriors who were injured in the battle were basically healed.
Even those who were seriously injured were reduced to the most minor injuries and had the strength to fight again.
In ten days, the group actually gathered another 7,000 barbarian warriors. Although the number was small, the important thing was that they were all capable of fighting.
And these 7,000 warriors were all the warriors they could collect nearby in a short period of time.
The three barbarian warriors Wu, Lu, and He were sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by all the barbarian warriors and masters. They had been in this state for ten days.
The two tragic defeats have taught the three of them enough lessons. Now, the three of them are wary of arrogance and impetuosity, and have made all preparations, not to stay far away, but also to not let the Han Dynasty's army attack, and to stay outside the attack range.
Not far away from the standard.
In addition, the three of them also took adequate precautions and released a large number of scouts scattered around. If there is any trouble, they will know immediately.
After two disastrous defeats, the three of them had become honest and waited for the arrival of the general and the poisonous python.
"Hey, according to me, people from the Barbarian Tribe should have brought them over. They have four to five thousand tribal warriors, and there are many masters. If they join, we can immediately gather an army of more than ten thousand, with
The strength to fight again.”
"And, if we really do this, maybe we won last time too! There are several Barbarian Spirit Tribes in the Great Martial Sect!"
Heertu suddenly said bitterly.
In the past ten days, they had summoned all the barbarian tribes around them. But the extra thousand people were their final "result".
Here, within thousands of miles, no other barbarian tribes can be found.
He Ertuo had no choice but to turn to the Barbarian Spirit Tribe. This was the one closest to them and most likely to provide help. But unfortunately, Wu Da Pioneer refused to agree.
"Don't be naive, we can't provoke or order the Barbarian tribe. This tribe existed thousands of years ago. And it has its own gods. The general has warned us long ago that in the jungle, nothing else matters, just don't provoke this tribe.
The Savage Tribe. They are beyond our control."
Wu Da Pioneer waved his hand and rejected Heertuo's opinion before he could finish speaking.
"But in this situation, where can we recruit soldiers from? Could it be said that the Barbarian Spirit Tribe is no longer a barbarian tribe?"
He Ertuo was unconvinced. He had called the attention of the Barbarian Spirit tribe countless times, but all of them were rejected by Wu Da Pioneer. There was nothing he could do about this.
"That's not the problem. The Barbarian Spirit Tribe is different from us, and different from any other barbarian tribe. Their strength is greater than ours. If we really want to discuss it, we will obey their orders instead of them obeying ours.
And don’t forget, they have a god. If they really want to take action, we won’t be able to watch enough.”
Wu Da Pioneer said calmly.
As the leader of the four vanguards, he knows far more than the others. The Savage Tribe is defended by highly poisonous mosquitoes and flies. These mosquitoes and flies are not ordinary mosquitoes and flies, but are controlled by a god with divine power.
Contains divine power fluctuations.
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