Ning Xiaochuan stared at her breathtakingly beautiful face, took a deep breath, and suddenly regretted that when he was in the jungle, he should have cut her skirt with a sword instead of cutting off her head with a sword.
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For a beauty of Princess Lanfei's level, if she stays with her for a long time, it will be really difficult to kill her again.
"Practice in this weird place. The stronger your cultivation is, the more likely you are to survive." Ning Xiaochuan took out an ice jade bottle from the Qiankun cloth bag, and dripped a drop of Wu Zun's essence and blood from it.
In the palm of your hand.
Princess Lanfei saw the crystal clear blood in Ning Xiaochuan's palm, as if she couldn't see the most tempting food, and her small fragrant tongue gently touched her lips.
She jumped directly in front of Ning Xiaochuan, hugged Ning Xiaochuan's arm, stretched out her delicate and lubricating tongue, and kept touching Ning Xiaochuan's palm.
"Bah, bah, bah"
At this moment, she had no dignity or elegance at all. She was just like a hungry bitch, devouring the food thrown by her master.
It wasn't until the drop of Wu Zun's essence and blood was added to Yu Jingjing that she retreated still unfinished. She lightly touched her lips with her tongue, sat cross-legged opposite Ning Xiaochuan, and began to refine the power of Wu Zun's blood.
Her body was covered with a layer of white mysterious energy, making her mysterious and ethereal, like an elegant fairy.
Ning Xiaochuan looked at the palms still stained with her saliva, and then looked at Princess Lanfei sitting cross-legged in the white mysterious energy. He couldn't believe that it was the same person before and after.
After the ugly old woman reattached her head, what kind of monster did she turn into?
Are they really human?
Is he really a corpse slave?
Ning Xiaochuan poured out a drop of Wu Zun's essence and blood again. In order to prevent Princess Lan Fei from rushing forward to add more, he immediately shattered the blood into blood mist and absorbed it into the body.
"boom"
The power of the magic sword was frantically absorbing Wu Zun's blood and resisting the power back into Ning Xiaochuan's body.
After this training, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation level has improved a lot. If he uses it with all his strength, he can condense forty-nine sword energy shadows.
Only by condensing a hundred phantoms of sword energy can one achieve the third magical power of "thousands of swords turning into rain".
At least eight drops of Wu Zun's blood energy need to be tempered before it is possible to cultivate the third magical power to the Mahayana and hit the fourth level of the divine body.
Ning Xiaochuan knew that this was a step-by-step process, so he was not in a hurry. While tempering his blood energy, he began to practice "The Mysterious Qi of Heaven and Earth".
The air flow between heaven and earth is absorbed into the body and turned into its own martial arts profound energy.
This is a process of communicating between heaven and earth.
And "Xuanqi of Heaven and Earth" is the bridge.
When Ning Xiaochuan was practicing "The Mysterious Qi of Heaven and Earth", the bone bead in his arms also absorbed a wisp of the purest mysterious energy of Heaven and Earth, emitting a faint halo on the surface.
Ning Xiaochuan only felt a slight chill in his chest, as if a trace of cold air had penetrated into his body.
"boom"
Ning Xiaochuan's speed of absorbing and refining profound energy suddenly doubled. Not only was the profound energy from heaven and earth rushing toward him crazily, but the speed at which the magic sword in his body absorbed Wu Zun's blood was doubled.
Reached the fourth level of "The Mysterious Energy of Heaven and Earth"
The speed of absorbing mysterious energy is eight times the normal speed.
"How come the speed at which the magic sword absorbs blood energy suddenly doubled? Could it be that the faster I absorb blood energy, the faster the magic sword absorbs blood energy?" Ning Xiaochuan was extremely happy.
In the past, Ning Xiaochuan could only refine one drop of Wu Zun's essence and blood in one day, and it would take eight days to cultivate the third level of magical power to Mahayana.
But now that the magic sword absorbs blood at twice the speed, I can absorb two drops of Wu Zun's essence and blood every day, and it only takes four days to practice the third level of magical power to Mahayana, shortening the time by half.
On the cliff in the distance, Mingyang retracted his heavy sword. He felt the fluctuations in the space, his eyes slightly glanced at Ning Xiaochuan who was wrapped in mysterious energy in the distance, and said to himself: "Practice "The Mystery of Heaven and Earth"
"Qi" can reach this level, which really surprises me."
A hundred meters away, Ming Yang raised the heavy sword in his hand and swung the sword towards Ning Xiaochuan, creating a wave of sword energy.
"Shua"
The sword energy turned into a sword wave.
Ning Xiaochuan noticed the terrifying sword energy flying towards him, his eyes burst open, and he let out a roar of thunder from his mouth.
boom
The sword energy was shattered and dissolved into nothingness.
Ning Xiaochuan was a little angry, stood up and said, "Sir, are you deliberately provoking me?"
Ming Yang said: "I just want to test how strong you are. You can block my sword. This is actually a very high honor for you. With your cultivation level, you are enough to compete for the top ten."
Chance."
After saying this, the famous sheep sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, motionless and stopped talking.
"This man's cultivation is indeed a bit scary. I almost didn't block the sword energy that was struck from a hundred meters away. If he was only ten meters away from me, I'm afraid that this sword strike would be more harmful to me."
Already."
Ning Xiaochuan is trying hard to restrain himself and calm down
If your cultivation level is not as good as the opponent's, you can only avoid its edge temporarily.
However, Ning Xiaochuan is confident that as long as he is given time, he will be able to surpass Mingyang.
The night seemed very peaceful. Only the roar of Yin soldiers and dragon souls could be heard from the Demon Palace on the top of the mountain, but they could not affect the mood of Ning Xiaochuan and Ming Yang.
The next day, at dawn, the famous sheep continued on its way.
Ning Xiaochuan and Princess Lanfei also followed them towards the top of the mountain.
It is worth mentioning that after absorbing that drop of Martial Master's blood, Princess Lanfei's cultivation level also improved.
It was another long day of walking, and it was not until dusk that we finally arrived at the gate of the Demon Palace.
This is a majestic black door. It has withstood hundreds of years of wind and rain and has become dilapidated. Only eight huge columns are left standing in front of the door. The columns are carved with dragons, phoenixes, Luan, Qi, Kui, etc.
Wait, the carvings on the ancient beasts exude an aura of vicissitudes of life.
The heavy door has long been broken, as if it had been chopped into pieces by a war sword, or as if it had been chipped away by a giant axe.
Through the gaps in the magic door, you can see groups of Yin soldiers patrolling in the magic palace, and corpse slaves guarding the alchemy cauldron. Golden flames are burning under the cauldron, as if they are still refining some elixir?
In the dilapidated and huge square, there stood the carrion of a giant dragon, which was locked by dozens of bucket-thick iron chains. It kept roaring from its mouth, causing people outside the Demon Palace to feel pain in their eardrums.
The giant dragon dragged the iron chain so that it kept making a sound, as if it was about to break the iron chain and fly away into the sky.
This is just a corner of the Demon Palace seen through the crack in the door. It is not even one-tenth of the Demon Palace. I don’t know what other weird things are there in other places?
Even the famous sheep stopped and did not rush in. He felt that the inside was too dangerous and not a place that a living person should step into.
"It is rumored that any item brought out from the Demon Palace must be a rare treasure, but there are very few people who can bring things out from it. Even many Martial Lords failed and fell in the Demon Palace.
Become a corpse slave."
The famous sheep wanted to try to pick up a black brick on the ground.
The masonry here is not ordinary masonry, but is made of exotic iron from outside the region, which is an excellent material for making weapons.
But just as his hand touched the black bricks, a Yin soldier came out of the Demon Palace, wearing shabby armor, but there was nothing in the armor, only a mass of gray air condensed into the shape of a skeleton.
Looks like a hungry ghost from hell
"hiss"
The Yin soldiers roared loudly.
"Bang bang"
This Yin soldier fought with the famous sheep, and Ning Xiaochuan and Princess Lanfei took the opportunity to break into the magic palace.
Stepping into the Demon Palace, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. The streets and alleys were filled with thick black fog. Those Yin soldiers and corpse slaves seemed to be invisible at all, and they were still doing what they were supposed to do.
Ning Xiaochuan still hasn't figured out what kind of creatures Yin soldiers and corpse slaves are?
Princess Lanfei said: "It is rumored that this Demonic Palace fell from the stars into the Fire Demonic Mountains thousands of years ago. Since then, the Fire Demonic Mountains have been burning with flames all year round, giving birth to many strange creatures.
Yin soldiers and corpse slaves are both former generals of the Demon Palace. Their will is immortal and their bodies are not destroyed. They are still guarding this palace and waiting for the master of the Demon Palace to return."
Ning Xiaochuan ran straight towards the ancient alchemy cauldron, intending to leave this unlucky place immediately after carrying the ancient alchemy cauldron away.
The alchemy cauldron was two meters high, red in color, with golden flames burning underneath. Wisps of alchemy energy overflowed from the cauldron, and the elixir was still being refined inside.
Hasn't it been refined for thousands of years?
Ning Xiaochuan knew how terrifying the golden flame was, so he wrapped his hands with mysterious energy in advance and stuffed the alchemy cauldron into the Qiankun cloth bag.
"howl"
The three corpse slaves guarding the alchemy cauldron suddenly roared angrily and took action from Ning Xiaochuan at the same time.
Ning Xiaochuan was holding a heavy Qiankun cloth bag, and a huge lightning beast condensed on his palm, bombarding the three corpse slaves.
"boom"
The three corpse slaves just took a step back, then neutralized the power of the lightning beast, and continued to attack Ning Xiaochuan.
"So perverted"
Ning Xiaochuan finally felt a sense of crisis, turned around and ran away.
Ahead, a group of headless Yin soldiers rushed over, more than a dozen of them, all exuding a dangerous aura, like a god of death.
Ning Xiaochuan fired forty-nine sword energy shadows, but the sword energy only made a few sounds on the armors of these Yin soldiers. Then, they rushed up even more crazily.
"Aren't they all immortal?"
Ning Xiaochuan was a little anxious. You must know that even some powerful warriors who broke into the Demon Palace were killed, not to mention that he only had the cultivation level of the third level of the divine body.
However, the strange thing is that those Yin soldiers and corpse slaves did not attack Princess Lanfei, but only chased Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to run away when he saw the road, and was eventually forced into a small door in the center of the Demon Palace by the Yin soldiers and corpse slaves.
This small door is opened on a black wall, and the black wall is decorated with blood patterns. I don't know where it leads to?
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