After Yang Ji absorbed the power of the Essence and Blood of the Great Asura, he finally condensed this Essence and Blood Copper Furnace, which is closely related to the lives of warriors. ↑Only by condensing this Essence and Blood Copper Furnace, martial arts can be considered to have entered the palace, and he has initially won the title of Martial Saint.
Entry qualifications for the journey.
Looking at this Essence and Blood Copper Furnace and feeling the vast blood energy in his body, Yang Ji was filled with joy.
Wu Zong is the master of martial arts and the teacher admired by thousands of warriors!
In the eyes of ordinary people, powerful warriors, including military generals, would lower their heads in front of a real martial arts master. This is just like disciples and teachers. Any attempt to attack a martial arts master is just trying to do what they like and is extremely ridiculous.
Yang Ji suddenly understood how the evil prince felt when he fought against the evil prince before. He had not reached the Wuzong realm, or at least reached a level close to it. Any attack would be ridiculous in the eyes of the Wuzong.
Not only is Wuzong's power much more powerful, but also because all kinds of reactions, speed, agility, and perception will be doubled when reaching Wuzong level.
"No wonder the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan are so fast and have such high fighting skills. This is related to their talents, but it is also inseparable from the special changes in the realm of Wuzong."
Yang Ji opened his eyes, and it was a completely new feeling. The world was still the same, but when he looked at it after reaching the Wuzong realm, it seemed as if the world had changed.
"call!"
Yang Ji stretched out a finger and placed it flat in the void, motionless. But his eyes looked a few feet away, where a withered yellow leaf fell from the branch.
Logically speaking, this withered yellow leaf would never fall in front of Yang Ji, but Yang Ji looked as if this leaf would not only fall on him, but also on his outstretched finger.
The withered yellow leaves were floating in the air, rolling and swaying in the air like a small boat, slowly drifting towards the ground.
One second, two seconds...
Seeing that the leaves were about five or six feet away from falling to the ground, they couldn't fly to Yang Ji's finger no matter what. Suddenly, in the surging airflow, a chaotic breeze blew directly under the dead leaves, and the airflow held the leaves.
After a spin, it miraculously floated again.
Just like this, the leaves floated higher and higher. They floated higher and higher, floating and sinking in the air. For a moment, the wind calmed down, and the leaf just fell on Yang Ji's outstretched finger, steadily,
at every turn.
"This is the perception and consciousness of martial arts!"
Yang Ji looked at this magical scene but it didn't make any sense. Wu Zong's consciousness reaction and perception were very powerful. In the past, Yang Ji could only see the opponent in his eyes. But now, Yang Ji can sense that a leaf is about to fall off.
You can predict when the changing airflow will generate a wisp of wind and where it will blow.
Everything is completely different in his eyes. Yang Ji can feel the air flow, vitality, temperature, sunlight, fallen leaves... that many people cannot sense, as well as subtle changes in various things, even the ground two steps away.
The black centipede crawls in the soft soil, and the slow movement of several joints can be clearly "seen".
Yang Ji already had the ability to approach "subtlety". Now combined with the realm of Wu Zong, he instantly reached the "subtlety" state that countless warriors dream of.
"The realm of martial arts is really unbelievable. Unless it is a martial arts at the level of great martial arts, martial master, or even martial saint, otherwise, with my current ability, there is no secret in any martial arts."
Yang Ji felt powerful power, and a strong self-confidence surged in his heart. However, this was not all the changes in the martial arts realm.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Yang Ji restrained his mind and immediately saw thousands and countless heavy iron sands in the blood vessels in his body, just like the number of heavy iron sands in the Ganges River.
Each grain of iron sand contains huge amounts of energy.
For alchemy, if the iron sand and blood energy are added when refining the elixir, the medicinal properties of the elixir will be greatly increased.
Blood and Qi turn into sand, this is the change of Wuzong level.
In the past, with the strength of Yang Ji's thoughts, it was absolutely impossible to push these heavy iron sands to circulate in the body. But now, Yang Ji did not waste any effort at all.
Rumble, with a thought, Yang Ji was turned upside down. All the heavy iron sand was like a wild horse running wild under the influence of a huge thought, roaring and roaring in his body.
Yang Ji originally consumed a lot of blood energy, because the residual blood, septic blood, dirty blood, and turbid blood that could not be converted into the sixth level of martial arts were blasted into the ground, resulting in the blood energy energy in the body not being replenished.
Now, as soon as the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts is destroyed, the ground within a radius of more than a hundred miles is shaken, and the Yang Qi full of scorching energy in the depths of the void is billowing, converging from all directions, and pouring into Yang Ji's body.
Moisturized by these huge vitality energies, Yang Ji's strength grew again. I don't know how long it took, but when Yang Ji felt that the energy he had swallowed was almost the same, his eyes suddenly opened, and a foot-long ray of light shot out, and he exhaled.
Open:
"King of all ghosts, come out!"
Lightning flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he thrust his right fist into the air. In an instant, strong winds blew from all directions, and billowing mist surged out of the air, chilling the bones.
Yang Ji stepped on his feet, and a void of hundreds of feet was distorted like a mirror, and the void was sunken. In the blink of an eye, a huge ghost king with incomparable strength, with a black body and an iron horn on his head, majestically appeared behind Yang Ji, standing on the top of the mountain.
superior.
Looking carefully, this ghost king is exactly the same as the ghost king Yang Ji saw in "Hundred Ghosts at Night". The only difference is that the ghost king is illusory, but this huge ghost king is real.
"Roar!--"
The huge ghost king roared, and as soon as he appeared, he immediately opened his eyes, which were like torches. He stepped forward with his big feet, causing the mountains under his feet to tremble.
After going around a circle, the huge ghost king appeared in front of Yang Ji, lowered his head, and kneeled in front of Yang Ji with his huge body like a mountain of gold. He made a buzzing sound like thunder from his mouth:
"Meet the master!"
He looked respectful, like the most devout servant.
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ji laughed loudly. Looking at the huge ghost king in front of him, who looked like cast iron and burning copper, he touched his hard head and felt a strong sense of pride in his heart.
If he didn't know, who would know that this was his external incarnation? During the martial arts examination in Langya City, Bai Julu's incarnation of Xingtian made him miserable.
However, now I finally have an intermediate incarnation!
But it was different from the white giant deer. The giant ghost king in front of him looked much more powerful, and seemed to have vague self-awareness.
This change was something Yang Ji had not expected before practicing "The Night Journey of Ten Thousand Ghosts". A warrior can give part of his consciousness to an external incarnation, but in disguise it has the effect of self-awareness. This is the power of the technique!
There is no doubt that this is an ability that can only be possessed by those who have fully understood the essence of "The Night Journey of Ten Thousand Ghosts".
"It's so powerful! I don't know which era's predecessor created this martial arts. Although the Skeleton Ghost King has obtained this scroll a long time ago, I bet that even he doesn't know "The Night Journey of One Hundred Ghosts"
"Have this ability."
Yang Ji laughed and said.
The external incarnation is derived from the differentiation of a part of the warrior's soul consciousness. This consciousness is closely related to one's own soul. Dividing the soul will cause a certain degree of damage, and if the divided consciousness is destroyed, it will also cause huge damage to one's own soul.
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Therefore, most warriors who have external incarnations will only summon such external incarnations when facing opponents whose strength is lower than themselves.
Bai Julu Dang'an relied on his higher level than Yang Ji to summon Xing Tian to help him fight.
Most of the time, when facing opponents similar to themselves, many warriors do not know how to use their external avatars. Therefore, avatars condensed by the flow of energy and blood transport are rarely seen in battles.
But Yang Ji is different. He has the small stone between his eyebrows to practice soul trauma. Even if his external incarnation is destroyed again and again, it will not have any impact on Yang Ji.
In other words, Yang Ji can use his new ghost king incarnation without any scruples, which is equivalent to adding another means of fighting.
"This ghost king looks very powerful, but I don't know what kind of ability it has."
Yang Ji looked at the huge ghost king kneeling on the ground in front of him, which was as huge as a mountain, and thought to himself. A little curiosity arose in his heart. Although he summoned it, it was his first time to use it, and he had no experience. Even
Yang Ji didn't even know his abilities.
"Get up."
Yang Jidao made a motion to stand up.
Rumble. The giant ghost king, who was as black as iron, put his hands on the ground and slowly stood up. Yang Ji stood under him, like an ant.
I have to say that this incarnation is so huge, it is indeed beyond Yang Ji's expectation. This is not because Yang Ji himself has changed so much, but because of the nature of the technique.
In the body of this huge ghost king, Yang Ji felt the majestic power.
"Smash that rock!"
Yang Ji scanned the area and suddenly pointed at a granite path about halfway up the mountain, about two people high, surrounded by bushes and small flowers.
"boom!"
The sky above Yang Ji's head darkened, and a huge foot stepped over like a meteor. The huge ghost king shook off its steps and ran down the mountain with long strides.
His steps were huge, covering a distance of twenty to thirty feet in one step. A distance of several thousand feet was covered in just a few breaths.
"boom!"
In the mountain breeze, the ghost king who looked like a mountain stood next to the granite two people high. His huge fist blocked the sky and the sun, and he smashed down hard. Bang! There was a loud sound of gold and iron, and the ghost king's right fist hit the granite.
There was a loud metallic sound, and the granite, which was so hard that even a flying sword could not penetrate easily, was smashed into pieces with a roar without even holding on for a breath.
This punch did not stop, and after smashing the large granite rock protruding from the surface, it hit the ground. The hillside shook and a huge dent was made in the hard ground. Amidst the buzzing sound, there was a strong
Smoke and dust rose into the sky.
"What a power!"
The air wave of the explosion came from a distance, causing Yang Ji's hair on the top of the mountain to dance, and his eyes were full of strange colors.
"Woo!——"
A low whine suddenly came from the opposite side. Yang Ji raised his eyes and saw an elk in the dense towering woods opposite. It was frightened by the Ghost King's punch. It howled and jumped away into the distance.
Yang Ji became more playful and suddenly pointed at the elk facing him, which was leaping like flying and about to disappear into the dense forest, and said:
"Catch him back for me."
boom!
The wind howled, and as soon as Yang Ji's voice fell, the tall ghost king immediately set off a gust of wind and swept away into the distance. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!