Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Demon King of Huliang Kun

Qin Yang trembled a little with excitement, and ventured into here, just to have a fight against the Zixiao Dao Sutra, and he didn't have any idea of any other treasures at all.

Even the Zixiao Dao Sutra, after entering the secret realm, actually didn't have any hope in his heart, he just hoped to get a slightly good exercise, the four major exercises of scriptures, classics, laws, and tips, the bottom line in his heart, as long as he could get the law level, the exercises of the lower grades of the law level were the minimum for building a foundation in the heart.

After all, I thought very well when I came, but after I came in, I found that there was a lot of danger here, and the Zhuji monk was just cannon fodder here.

He is just cultivating his qi, even if he is a little anxious, but he has no good magic weapons, two has no good exercises, and three does not have a good secret technique.

I didn't expect it at all, it was just an instinctive reaction for a while, and I saved the little bart......

A little kid who is only a few years old, he doesn't expect to be able to open a skill book or anything......

Who would have thought that three skill books were opened, the first two could not be used, and the third one turned out to be the coveted Zixiao Dao Sutra.

Qin Yang's spirit was a little trance, and when he thought about it at the moment, he had some speculations in his heart.

This little kid's cultivation turned out to be the Zixiao Dao Sutra, so the father he said would be the Zixiao Dao Monarch nine times out of ten.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the "pick-up" skill in hand, this Zixiao Dao Sutra probably wouldn't have anything to do with him.

Serendipity......

That's the chance.

Qin Yang touched the storage bag hanging on his chest and muttered to himself.

"Baoyu, don't worry, I accept your great favor, as long as I don't die, I will definitely send you back to your father. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Yang took out the storage bag, took out the best heavenly silk, kneaded it into a rope, hung the storage bag around his neck, and hid it in his arms, for fear of destruction.

After calming down for a while, I finally felt calm.

Feeling the gurgling flow of the true element in his body, although the realm fell to the fifth layer of qi cultivation, his strength was even stronger than the previous ninth layer of qi cultivation.

Previously, the true yuan was like a mist, but at this moment it was like lead and mercury, but the true yuan gushed out, dripping to the ground along the fingertips, and it landed with a sound, smashing a small hole in the ground.

Between the flow of true yuan, the flesh is constantly nourished, the internal organs, the skin membrane and flesh are all constantly enhanced, and there is no need for special cultivation, just between one breath and one inhalation, the aura in the air will be automatically swallowed into the body, and it will be refined in the blink of an eye.

At this rate, even if you don't specialize in cultivation and sleep for half a year, you can naturally advance to the ninth level of qi cultivation.

Qin Yang himself had a feeling of fright, it was terrifying.

This kind of top-level exercise, and the previous practice of Qingyun Jue, the gap is so big that I can't tell it, I have heard of it before, but I haven't experienced the shock, it is even more exaggerated than the most exaggerated in the legend.

Moreover, according to the current progress, if the foundation is successfully built, the quality and total amount of the true element at that time, plus the exercises to nourish the body and warm the soul, as long as the foundation is successfully built and the realm is stabilized, the secret method of guiding thunder in the clouds can definitely be used successfully, more than two small realms faster than previously expected.

There is also that Thunder and Fire Divine Power, which is also the same, and will be practiced at least one great realm in advance.

All of this is based on the practice of the Zixiao Dao Sutra.

Calming his mind, Qin Yang did not continue to move forward according to the instructions on the map, but in a remote place, dug a cave at random, disguised himself, and began to retreat and practice.

Since he has found the Zixiao Dao Sutra, he will continue to look for a fart, cultivate hard, save his life, and wait until his cultivation stops climbing rapidly, and then try to get out of here and take Baoyu to his father.

Baoyu has been here for I don't know how long, but he hasn't found it, if Zixiao Daojun is really sitting here, he will watch Baoyu suffer here and be indifferent, will Baoyu not be able to find it?

Such a strong person, even if he is completely dead, as long as there is a trace of divine thought left, it is impossible to sit idly by for so long.

Nine times out of ten, Zixiao Daojun didn't sit here, so he had to leave and look for it again......

Qin Yang impatiently began his retreat......

Outside the secret realm, everyone was on the edge of the cliff, quietly waiting for the movement below.

Duole ghost thing leaned on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes, looking in a good mood, Bai Yunfei was fascinated by reading a book, Xu Shen sat there with a calm face and meditated with his eyes closed, but everyone could see that he couldn't calm down, and the money shopkeeper, reporting this purple gold abacus, crackled for a while, sighed for a while......

"Boom ......"

The roar came, and a black shadow spread rapidly from the sky, like a black curtain, which was pulled from the sky and covered the sky.

Everyone stood up in horror, and looked with all their might, but they saw that there was a curtain covering the sky.

Instead, the space was forcibly torn apart, revealing a large void, and the roar was purely the wail of the sky about to collapse, and the sound of the agitation caused by the collision between the void and this world.

A pitch-black wing, like a winged from the sky, merged with the boundless void, stretching for hundreds of miles.

"It's bad, I'm afraid that the fate here has nothing to do with me......" The money shopkeeper smiled wryly, shook his head and packed his things, and seemed to be ready to leave at any time.

"Money shopkeeper, what is this?" was shocked, and hurriedly asked.

"This is the wings of the sky, the Huliang Kun Demon King, one of the three holy sects of Huliang, the Zhenshan Divine Beast of the Xuantian Holy Sect, the legend has the blood of the Kun in ancient times, spreading its wings for three thousand miles, shaking for 80,000 li, it is one of the very few demon beasts that can directly cross the void, so that the Kun Demon King can personally cross the void to send it away, this is afraid that the big man of the Xuantian Holy Sect has personally arrived......"

The shopkeeper looked bitter, and retreated a distance neatly, not daring to approach the cliff at all......

The faces of Xu Shen and Bai Yunfei next to them were about to drip bitter water......

Xuantian Holy Sect, one finger can crush the Infinite Dao Academy, although the backstage of the Infinite Dao Academy is also one of the three holy sects, the Lingtai Holy Sect, but the Xuantian Holy Sect is ranked first, and the Lingtai Holy Sect is ranked third......

Now there is a big man sent by the Kun Demon King himself, and there is also the matter of the fart of the Infinite Dao Courtyard, and if this matter is known to the Lingtai Holy Sect, they will have to continue to eat and hang.

However, he did not wait for the arrival of the great figures of the Xuantian Holy Sect.

The tip of everyone's nose suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Raising his eyes to look in the other direction, the sky was covered with petals, like colorful clouds, obscuring half of the sky.

Countless petals converge into a river, as if the torrent converges from a distance, and then dozens of days of female bouquets, along the petals of the long river of fluttering, behind the eight winged dragon horses, pulling a colorful shining jade, along the petal road.

"Eight dragon horses, colorful and colorful carts......" Xu Shen's face turned pale, and his lips trembled: "This is the Holy Maiden of the Lingtai Holy Sect who has come in person......"