"The secret method of burning blood, Qingluan turns three out of nine turns. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" A slightly sad and indignant voice sounded, Qingluan can improve combat power in every turn of nine turns, one turn is three times, two turns are five times, three turns are eight times, four turns are doubled, five turns are one and a half times, six turns are two times, seven turns are four times, eight turns are seven times, and nine turns are ten times.

Qingluan's nine-turn secret method is powerful, it can be called terrifying, one to three turns is okay, as long as the blood concentration is enough, you can cast the sequelae, and the sequelae are only weak, and the damage is relatively small, but the four turns to the six turns are the real burning blood, once the blood that stimulates the secret method is burned, there is no longer a decrease in the concentration of the blood, unless you find something rare, otherwise you have no intention of recovering by yourself, and the seven turns to the nine turns is the real desperate method, burning in addition to the blood and life, the nine turns even the soul burns together, but in exchange for the momentary brilliance, like fireworks to illuminate the beauty of the night sky, it is eternal annihilation。

Cultivating Qingluan Nine Turns requires talent, but this talent is different from cultivation talent, that is to say, maybe a little shrimp in the Qi refining period can cultivate to the seventh turn and nine turns, and an old monster in the Tribulation Period may not even be able to practice the second turn. In the Qingluan Clan, the seven turns are fine, but the eight turns and the ninth turn are not a few in the history of the Qingluan Clan for so many years.

His long inky hair turned pale blue, and his dark eyes were also covered with a faint icy blue. The momentum of the gray-clothed boy is rising.

"Ha, the secret method of the Luan clan, Qingluan Nine Turns! Tsk, it's a pity that it's really alone in the world. It's a pity that except for you who have the blood of Qingluan, there is no one to use, it is really a tyrannical thing!" The black-robed old man stood out of thin air, his eyes shining, full of regret.

Of course, the gray-clothed young man knew what this person was regretting, "If this secret method falls into the hands of you and other elephant swallowers, it will be a treasure and dust, and the holy name will not be there." "A group of people who are not strong enough to swallow elephants also delusionally believe in the secret methods of my Luan clan.

"Huh?" The black-robed old man suddenly looked left and right, this seems to be the guy's solitary residence, based on his experiment, maybe there is already a way to transplant the bloodline, in this case, you might as well catch this kid, search for the soul first, and then try the bloodline transplant, maybe this famous secret method can also be used for himself, this is a powerful secret method that can save lives between life and death! The black-robed old man couldn't help but lick his dark red lips, and his eyes became more and more greedy.

The gray-clothed young man opposite couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and had a bad premonition. But in an instant, he suppressed this uneasiness, he didn't expect to live, at this moment it was just to cause more damage to this old man, and he had to make him jump a few teeth when he died!

How could the old man in the black robe not see that the young man in gray had the will to die, and how could he not guess the young man's plan when he was old. In the face of the attack of the young man sacrificing his life, the old man in the black robe kept dodging, and even sometimes deliberately slowed down to leave some scars on the young man in gray, giving him confidence that he would not seek death immediately. No matter what secret method is, there is a time limit, as long as the time has passed, the young man is not a caged bird in the hands of the old man, and he can't escape, let alone die.

Time passed quietly in the reckless attack of the gray-clothed young man and the continuous dodging of the black-robed old man, the gray-robed young man's physical and spiritual power were on the verge of exhaustion, his breathing was heavy and panting, and the old man also showed a trace of fatigue in a timely manner.

Looking at the old man's embarrassed state, although the gray-clothed young man was covered with a sense of weakness, he didn't care, even if he couldn't escape death today, he could at least charge a little interest for his clansmen.

The feeling of weakness was like a continuous tide, and the gray-clothed young man's figure even swayed slightly in the air, and the heart of the black-robed old man was filled with a hint of joy, and there was pride and coldness in the depths of his eyes.

When the boy concentrated the last of his strength and delivered the final blow to the old man's heart, his weak body fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

The black-robed old man was embarrassed, his exhaustion was completely gone, and his skills flashed the last blow of the young man sensitively, and his five fingers opened in the air, condensing a big hand of spiritual energy, and grabbed it towards the falling young man.......

A look of resentment and humiliation appeared on the young man's face, but now that he was tired and weak, he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and commit suicide, and a look of despair involuntarily appeared in his eyes, if the family secret method was passed on, even if outsiders couldn't cultivate, he would not be able to see the ancestors under the Nine Springs!

In the distance, Shiso turned into a gray streamer and kept approaching the place of the fight, and a red and blue streamer could be faintly seen behind him.

"Damn!" Shisu looked at the gray-clothed boy in front of him like a rag doll, and Shisu made a hateful move. An ice-blue streamer split in half in mid-air, and with a freezing coldness, it headed towards the black-robed old man and the spiritual power he emitted. With a wave of the wide sleeved robe, the strip of black cloth that had just been untied rolled towards the waist of the gray-clothed young man.

The big hand condensed by the aura was frozen by the ice blue streamer as soon as it approached, and then it was broken by the streamer and turned into crystal ice crystals, and the black-robed old man played six or seven magic decisions one after another before blocking the thicker streamer that was heading towards him.

At this time, Shisu also took the young man into his arms, and under the investigation, Shisu's face became more and more cold like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, and then waved his sleeves, and the bright red flames turned into delicate lotus buds in mid-air, and the crystal bright blood lotus flew in the air and surrounded Shisu, which was beautiful, but the old man in the black robe smelled the smell of death from this dreamy beauty.

At this time, the black-robed old man no longer had the slightest intention of watching the Qingluan Nine Turns and the Luan Clan's bloodline, he was now just bent on escaping, wanting to stay away from this mysterious black-robed young man who suddenly appeared.

But how could Shiso let him go?

The old man in the black robe is only the middle and lower qualifications of the three spirit roots, and there are few senior brothers in the sect who worship the door at the same time, but there are only a few who have reached the late stage of Jindan, why did he become one of these few, that is, because he knows the times, knows how to advance and retreat, never covets what he shouldn't want, and never offends him, he can't afford to offend, trembling and walking on thin ice to get to this point, how can he be willing to be willing!!

"How about the kid stop, the old man in your arms doesn't want it. The black-robed old man gritted his teeth and shouted.

"He wasn't yours. Listening to the old man's tone, the clansmen regarded themselves as their own things, and Shiso's heart was even more angry, and then he waved his sleeves around him, and there were more than a dozen blood lotuses that kept opening and thanking him, and they flew towards the really embarrassed old man this time.

"Heh, boy, if you want the old man's life, the old man won't let you feel better!!" The old man in the black robe said sharply, seeing that there was no hope of survival, the old man was also aroused.

The aura on his body suddenly retracted, and then continued to bulge......

The gray-clothed young man regained the slightest strength at this time, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh no! ”

How could Zi Su not guess such an obvious thing, he smiled coldly and saw infinite ridicule in the eyes of the old man in black robe, and blurted out two fluttering words: "It's okay, it's a trivial matter." ”

The old man was angry, and the breath that had reached the apex couldn't help but skyrocket a little more and became more terrifying, even the chess language that was still far away couldn't help but stop and frown, a chess stick was suspended out of thin air, and the clear chess pieces collided with each other in it to make a crisp sound like jade. The self-detonation of a monk in the late stage of Jindan couldn't help but pay attention to it, and he frowned and was a little worried about Shiso's leisure and indifference.

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