Xu Yang went out of the nameless Gufang City alone, found a no-man's path, and performed the escape method, the soles of his feet were always suspended half an inch in the air, and every time he seemed to take a step easily, his body floated forward, and he walked in the direction of the glazed fire road in a chic manner.

Half an hour later, you can already see the sky in the direction of the glazed fire path in the distance, like a piece of red-hot glass, revealing mystery and temptation.

Xu Yang's feet were flat, and the ground was littered with pebbles of various sizes, like a dry river.

At this moment, he deliberately stopped and said loudly: "The great monk who followed me has not yet appeared, and has been following me so far, won't it just be a stopper, right?"

When the words fell, ten zhang away behind Xu Yang, behind a big tree the thickness of a person, it originally looked empty.

Suddenly, a circle of pale silver light and shadow flashed behind the tree, and the light and shadow converged, as if there was a human figure in it.

"Hahaha. ”

A few loud laughs suddenly echoed, and when the laughter fell, a monk in a big red robe walked out from behind the tree.

"This son, let's meet again after the auction. Seeing that your cultivation is only in the True Dan Realm, but your divine sense is very powerful, I clearly used the secret technique of concealing the body method just now, and you still saw through it. I don't know which Xiuzhen family's son you are?, my Monk Zihuan, likes to make friends with hidden people the most?" asked Monk Zihuan with a pretended smile. But he secretly muttered in his heart, this kid spent a lot of money at the auction, it will never be an ordinary casual cultivation, I can't be sure which one is the child of the major cultivation family, and whether there are other powerful helpers behind him is unknown. If I hadn't been afraid of this, I would have jumped out a long time ago, monk.

Xu Yang turned around, his hands were behind his back, his posture was like a pine, he was neat and neat in light green clothes, facing Monk Zihuan, and said loudly: "Great monk, it's really you." I am an unknown casual practitioner. You're chasing me, you don't really want to be friends with me, do you? I think you're waiting for an opportunity to snatch the green sandalwood beads in my hand, right?"

Seeing Xu Yang's posture, Monk Zihuan raised his eyebrows, and his bald head couldn't help but look left and right, and at the same time spread his senses, and said secretly in his heart: "He is clearly the only one in the circle, is this kid pretending? I, Monk Zihuan, have been walking and cultivating the rivers and lakes for many years, and no one has seen it, and you want to scare me, boy, you are still too young." ”

The corners of Monk Zihuan's mouth twitched, the two thick eyebrows on his eyes suddenly rose, his face sank, and he said sharply: "That Qingtan Buddha bead was originally a thing of Buddhism, how can you, a boy of unknown origin, want to possess it, only I, a disciple of Buddhism, can wear it." ”

Monk Zihuan said, turning his left palm.

A palm wind lifted, and the tall trees that had been used to hide their bodies before were smashed to the ground with a bang, and they were smashed by a palm until they reached their roots.

"If you know each other, you will obediently hand over the Qingtan Buddha beads. What's more, you alone want to break into the glass fire path. Do you know how powerful the demonic fire in the fire path is, and whoever is burned by the demonic fire will have their souls refined and burned to the ground. In contrast, it is a blessing that you died at the hands of my Zihuan monk. ”

Xu Yang smiled slightly, and said disdainfully: "I, Xu Xiaoxian, hate three kinds of people the most in my life, one is a fake monk with a shaved head, one is a fanatic who wants to kill others when he opens his mouth, and the last one is a person who destroys flowers and trees casually." Ben Xiaoxian is very angry now, and is ready to throw you, an arrogant fake monk who doesn't know how to cherish flowers and trees, into that glazed fire path, see how arrogant you will be?"

When Monk Zihuan heard this, he was immediately furious.

"You kid who doesn't know whether to live or die, today I will cut you into a hundred pieces, monk. ”

When the words fell, Monk Zihuan flipped his wrist, and there was an extra ring knife in his hand. On the blade of the knife, a fierce tiger is clearly engraved with the momentum ready to pounce, and the blade is shiny. Visible to the naked eye, wisps of murderous aura leaked out from the blade, like a tiger baring its fangs, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Then, the monk Zihuan pointed at Xu Yang on the opposite side with the tip of his knife, and couldn't help but say, his toes touched the ground, and the big red robe behind him flew like fire, like an angry red feather fighting, and jumped forward, which was a distance of a few zhang, and went straight to Xu Yang on the opposite side to slash and kill the past.

"Look for death!" Monk Zihuan shouted.

"Brush!" slashed down.

The seemingly ordinary knife clearly blessed the powerful soul power of the Yuan Soul Realm monk, and above the sword shadow, there was a fierce tiger light and shadow the size of a zhang, and the power of the violent tiger suddenly appeared, only to split the void and tremble, and the wind was frightening.

Seeing this, Xu Yang did not show any panic, his left hand was still behind him, his right arm was stretched forward, his fingers turned into fists, and the sixth level of the Dark Fire Technique Exercise in his body flew to the clouds.

In his purple mansion space, the small ball with black scales on the surface of the body transformed by the body of the dark scales suddenly trembled. On the surface of the globule, the black scales that were originally smooth and creeping are erected. One beats, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into a long, black-scaled beast with black eyes, black horns, and black teeth...... The power of the scales is frantically injected into the meridians.

The next moment, on top of Xu Yang's single fist, an ink-colored spiritual fire suddenly rolled out, turning into a dragon shape in a blink of an eye, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar. And on the surface of its fist, three scales of pitch-black oil grew out of thin air.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang's right fist slashed towards the blade that came from the opposite side.

Punch out, the dragon groans, and break the air.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the moves collided, and the power of the dragon and tiger tore each other, and the next moment the winner was separated.

Monk Zihuan slashed out the blade of the violent tiger, like a sick cat, let out a wail, the sword wind rolled back, and the original tiger form was instantly torn to pieces.

Bulging, swelling, two solid muffled sounds in succession.

The power of the sword and the power of the Dark Fire Fist fell on Monk Zihuan's chest one after another, like a thousand catties of hammer hammering continuously. The tall Zihuan monk was like a dilapidated banner thrown into the sky, and he fell out of the way.

"Boom!"

When it lands, it smashes a half-man-deep pit into the ground.

At this time, the Zihuan monk, the tiger-shaped ring knife had fallen aside, and on the palm of his right hand holding the knife, the tiger's mouth was torn, and blood flowed.

"It hurts!" was the first thought in Monk Zihuan's heart at this time.

The corners of his mouth were dyed red, his ribs were broken three times, the true yuan in his body collapsed like a defeat, and his soul shook non-stop.

Monk Zihuan shook his bald head, trying to sober himself. He propped himself up on the ground with one hand. Then he turned his fingers into his hands and clicked a few times in front of his chest, sealing the fracture and the pain of flesh.

He looked at Xu Yang opposite him in surprise, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Is this person's cultivation the True Dan Realm? If it weren't for my cultivation of the Buddhist Sect's body refining technique, my physical body is comparable to copper and iron, this punch, I'm afraid I would have been shattered." The monk underestimated you, but I, Monk Zihuan, am not a vegetarian. ”

Although he suffered a loss in one move, Monk Zihuan did not have the slightest intention of retreating, his hands quickly formed a tiger-headed handprint, and he silently recited obscure Sanskrit secret words in his mouth.

In the space of the Purple Mansion in his body, a pale silver Yuan Infant of an inch size sat cross-legged, and his appearance was the same as that of the Zihuan monk. At this time, the silver yuan baby was already angry, especially the two thick eyebrows on his eyebrows, which were upside down like blades. A pair of small hands, also bearing a tiger's head-like handprint, the small mouth is closed one by one, and the spell is synchronized with the body of the monk Zihuan.

"Buzz!"

Monk Zihuan's body suddenly rose a strong wind, and the big red robe behind him agitated like a ball. It was visible to the naked eye that the spirit snake-like silver runes were walking up and down around his body, and the aura of soul power emitted was increasing day by day.

Click, click. There was a sound of bones, and Monk Zihuan broke his ribs, and the torn muscles healed quickly under the secret technique, and they were much thicker than before, and the whole person was faintly half a head taller than before.

Suddenly, a silver tiger phantom the size of ten zhang appeared behind him.

"Ahh

Monk Zihuan raised his head to the sky and roared, like an enraged forest beast king, and circles of pale silver soul power quickly spread out under his feet, as if it was a powerful soul domain only a Yuan Soul Realm cultivator.

In an instant, wisps of wind rolled upside down, and on the ground, it seemed that the claws of fierce beasts had slashed over, and they were cut out by the spirit pressure one after another.

The next moment, Monk Zihuan's body was shrouded in the light and shadow of a ten-zhang tiger, and the whole person jumped high, clenched his fists, like gnashing tiger teeth, and smashed down towards Xu Yang's location.

"Soul Technique - Tiger Tooth Zen Kill!"

Seeing that the other party displayed a powerful soul technique, Xu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his divine sense probed, and he had already estimated the ability shown by Monk Zihuan.

"It turns out that this great monk turned out to be a physical cultivator, and the power of the tiger shape he conjured up was quite a Buddhist foundation, and his might should not be underestimated. ”

With his judgment, Xu Yang's divine sense moved, and the shell of the Red Blood True Pill, one of the three True Pills in the Purple Mansion space, melted rapidly, and the powerful power of the beacon fire was injected into the meridians of the whole body like a torrent.

Immediately, a circle of red fire swayed under Xu Yang's feet, and in the red fire, war horses neighed, battle flags fluttered, war songs resounded, and the beacon fire field reappeared.

At the same time, Xu Yang leaned out his left hand, which was always behind him, and used his Spirit Dolphin Brain Splitting Technique to activate the sixth level of the Dark Fire Technique and the Red Blood Alchemy Technique at the same time.

A red dragon shape the size of a foot drilled out from the tip of Xu Yang's heart, and the powerful power of red blood instantly filled the bones and muscles of his body. Every bone and muscle in his body flashed red stars, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a red-blooded brute.

The sixth level of the Immortal Fire Technique was running rapidly, and the power of the Immortal Scales in the body was completely activated.

"Hey, my master, that's what I like. Xu Yang's ears heard the sound of the demon beast's dark scales.

With the blessing of the power of the scales, Xu Yang's forehead actually had an extra black crystal-like scale the size of a fingernail, and the whole person seemed to have become a half-demon beast.

The dark scales were originally ancient mutant dragon beasts, which can be called the pinnacle of demon beasts, and the power of demonizing the dark scales requires a strong physical force to bear. Therefore, Xu Yang first strengthened his body with the Red Blood Alchemy Technique, so that he could bear the powerful burden brought by this technique.

Without stopping, Xu Yang clenched his hands into a hammer, his toes touched the ground, and the whole person jumped high in the sky like a flying dragon.

"Stygian Scale—Demon Fist!"

Above the two fists, the fist wind squeaked, and in the rapid circle, it quickly condensed the appearance of the dragon beast.

A dragon roar sounded, between the mighty heaven and earth.