The good and evil of the human heart exist in a single thought, and if you live in a dark and gray memory for a long time, the soul will not get healthy nutrients. It absorbs all kinds www.biquge.info of treacherous energy, whether it is sadness, resentment, unwillingness, or cowardice......

These negative energies are like moths in towering trees, quietly breeding, multiplying, and hoarding in the depths of the soul.

Just to a spring, the deeper the pressure is pressed, the more amazing the hidden power is. Until one day, these energies will be fully activated due to a certain factor, and this soul tree will also collapse.

It is much easier to go from a ghost to a demon than to a person to a demon, because a soul grows into a ghost only after continuing to resent.

For Shang Qingfeng, the ill-fated fate before his death and the grievances of the millennium after his death, these knots in his heart are intertwined and intertwined with the lengthy roots at the bottom of the big tree.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy. Rather than this, it is better to be in the middle of it and let your deformed soul be a part of these grievances.

Ghosts are afraid of the righteousness of the world, and the sun shines. But once you're a demon, you're no longer a threat.

The ghost qi on Shang Qingfeng's body also began to entangle with the endless resentment, and under this entanglement, a faint energy also began to appear.

Once he became a demon, Han Xiang's ghost-killing methods would not be as effective as before.

"Straight to the Yellow Dragon!"

Like a whale swallowing a wave, the vitality within a hundred meters immediately gathered on Tang Song's arm, and the vitality was surging and tumbling, and a few small water droplets actually condensed because of the extremely high concentration.

The blood qi produced by the spirit of the Apocalypse can be liquefied, which is something that the Apocalypse can do if he cultivates to reach the B-level realm.

However, liquefaction of aura is not the case, even if a apocalyptic person's cultivation breaks through the C level, he can only achieve external qi control, as for liquefying this aura, if it is not for your talent, it can only be done if you cultivate deep enough.

Tang Song's cultivation and others came to collect it quite a bit of a sword, after all, he had never seen a second person similar to him until now, with the cultivation method based on vitality.

But Tang Song didn't notice this, even if the vitality condensed into water droplets, that is, a very few of them, wrapped in rich vitality, it could be regarded as a minimal.

This style of smashing the Yellow Dragon is simple and rude, but it is also one of the most lethal punches.

This punch was full of the power of the five elephants, and it was blessed with vitality, and the whistling sound of the punch reverberated on both sides of the canyon.

Bang!

A punch landed on Shang Qingfeng's chest, and the latter snorted and took a step back.

But he immediately stabilized his body, and reached out with one hand and directly buckled Tang Song's wrist. This claw was as hard as iron, directly breaking through the layers of vitality surrounding Tang Song's arm, and firmly clamping Tang Song's wrist.

Shang Qingfeng's eyes were like a layer of wall ash, like an old man who was about to rotten wood, dim and gray.

He stared at Tang Song in front of him with these strange eyes, and his face, which had been cold and indifferent, also showed a hideous and painful expression, Shang Qingfeng laughed astringently: "I haven't finished this story yet, why are you embarrassed to interrupt." In this way, it will make the storyteller very unhappy. ”

Tang Song's eyelids also jumped wildly, and in the face of Shang Qingfeng, who had such a strange expression, his heart was also furious, and a string of good and evil talismans also appeared on the other one he left.

The rune came out of his hand, and it exploded under Tang Song's control, and the spiritual storm quickly expanded between the two.

In order to avoid this storm, Shang Qingfeng's right hand that was holding Tang Song also loosened a little, and Tang Song immediately let out a loud shout, using all his strength to withdraw his palm from the other party's hand.

After Tang Song stepped aside, he looked down and saw that there were five more scratches on Fa Xian's wrist, and the skin on his forearm and even the belt flesh were grabbed by Shang Qingfeng, blood trickled out, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing.

A great battle was going on, time was ticking, the sky was much clearer, and the birds on the cliff were purring and calling.

The sun has not yet risen, the bright moon is still hanging in the sky, the morning star is twinkling in the distance, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

And Han Xiang also began to shoot at this moment. He held the copper sword straight to the sky, the temperature in the early morning was still very low, the cold light flowed on the sword body, and the blood in Han Xiang's hand was dripping down his wrist.

The runes were drawn on the sword by Han Xiang with blood, and the cultivation of the Xuanyin Gate was biased towards the yin and softness, and the long-term cultivation made Han Xiang also precipitate a lot of yin qi in his blood.

And Han Xiang is a person with the supreme yin physique, and using his blood to draw runes to perform some feminine Dao methods is more effective than using cinnabar and rootless water.

The sword pointed at Tianyu, and the long hair flew. Han Xiang held a sword in one hand and pinched the seal in the other, he looked at Shang Qingfeng, and said in a clear voice: "The moon and stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south." ”

Mingyue and Xingchen cast a clear glow, blending with the sword light, and more blood flowed out of Han Xiang's palm, which was out of gravity at the moment, and did not drip after flowing out of the body, but climbed up the copper sword along Han Xiang's wrist like earthworms.

Blood mixed with Han Xiang's yin and soft aura lingered on the red copper sword, and after a few breaths, the runes on the red copper sword actually broke away from the long sword on their own, and these runes were jet-black blood crows, and there were more than a dozen of them at a glance.

The blood crows cried, and they flapped their wings and flew towards Shang Qingfeng, their long beaks as sharp as daggers, glowing with a dull blood light.

Shang Qingfeng shook the spear in his hand, stared at these flying blood crows, and said unhurriedly: "I didn't expect you to have such an obscure Taoism, which violates the Taoist uprightness." ”

In the face of these fierce blood crows, Shang Qingfeng's body also began to move, as if he had been swimming in the dragon and sneaking into the flock of birds, he would often just stab a spear in his hand, and he would directly pick off a blood crow.

There are no fancy moves, and none of them are very clean.

There is a saying in martial arts, the moon stick year knife is a lifetime gun, which means that the practice of the spear in the eighteen weapons is extremely difficult.

And Shang Qingfeng's every shot seemed so coincidental. In this way, Shang Qingfeng's comprehension has surpassed many martial artists of the same level, even if his realm is still at the peak of the C-rank, but with his marksmanship, even if he faces the powerhouses in the early stage of the D-rank, he can at least save his life.

Another shadow of a spear flashed, and black feathers fell from the air, and the blood crow on the head of the spear also turned into wisps of blood and yin qi.

"Do you have any tricks?" Shang Qingfeng's face became cold and indifferent again, but the ghost qi in his body became less and less, and the reborn demonic qi began to occupy his body.

Once he becomes a demon, his cultivation is only afraid that he will cross the bottleneck of the C-level and become a D-level demon general.

"If it's gone, then I'll take my place."

With a wave of the iron and red tassel spear in his hand, a large amount of ghost qi in Shang Qingfeng's body mixed with this nascent demonic qi and merged into a dozen or so tall spear shadows.

With the continuous convergence of ghost qi and demonic qi, this spear became more and more condensed, and when this spear was completely formed, Shang Qingfeng's killing move would also be sacrificed.

Tang Song secretly gritted his teeth, and with a ruthless heart, the dantian cyclone in his abdomen began to run rapidly.

He still has one last move, and that is Shura Fist. This punch will drain all the aura in the dantian, so if this punch is hit, the puncher must move forward and be fearless.

Fortunately, Tang Song did not only practice martial arts, after punching, he could still rely on the Spirit of Apocalypse and the Spirit of Divine Grace to fight against Shang Qingfeng. It's just that at that time, Tang Song's body will be very weak, and his movements will definitely be slow and sluggish because of this.

Just as Tang Song was about to punch, and Shang Qingfeng's magic spear was about to take shape, Han Xiang rushed out and blocked in front of Tang Song.

"This move, let me block it, you find a chance to make another move."

Tang Song didn't have time to reply to Han Xiang, Shang Qingfeng's magic spear had already taken shape, and when a shot came, the world was dimmed in an instant.

"A little bit of mountains and rivers!"

This spear stabbed, and the surging ghost qi and demonic qi also condensed into an illusion behind Shang Qingfeng, the demonic qi turned into a peak and a mountain, and the ghost qi turned into the Yangtze River.

This shot came with the momentum of looking at the world, as if this mountain and river were magnificent, and all the momentum was infused into the tip of the gun.

"Four elephants kill, Xuanwu kill!"

The blue light on the red bronze sword bloomed, and the python and the giant claw rushed out together, and the big snake coiled together and then flicked forward, wrapping the magic spear, and the head of the spear was also blocked by the giant claw's turtle back before stabbing at Han Xiang.

The handle of the spear was broken by the python, but the head of the spear pierced the back of the giant claw and passed directly through the body of the giant claw.

Both sides were defeated, and after a huge roar, Han Xiang was shaken back by the air wave, but Shang Qingfeng was still in place, unscathed.

He went from a ghost to a demon at the last moment, and most of the ghost qi on his body had been assimilated into demon qi, and at this time, the momentum of the whole person also rose sharply, and he was only a line away from the D-level realm.

Tang Song also jumped forward as Han Xiang retreated, and he quickly approached Shang Qingfeng with the dust kicked up by this explosion.

The dantian cyclone was operating at high speed, and all the martial artist's aura was poured into Tang Song's right fist.

"In the name of Shura, never die."

"Shura Fist!" With a roar, Tang Song also rushed towards Shang Qingfeng like a rebellious god of war, and smashed his right fist against his front door.

Shang Qingfeng's eyes were raised, his right palm was blocked in front of him, and Tang Song's Shura fist hit Shang Qingfeng's palm right on.

Tang Song was castrated, and Shang Qingfeng retreated in defeat, but after he fell back more than twenty meters, he slammed his feet towards the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

Tang Song's Shura fist tore apart Shang Qingfeng's right hand, and his hand bones were broken because of this. But that's all there is to Tang Song's injuries to him.

"It's me who underestimated you, and with this punch you deserve my respect." After Shang Qingfeng withdrew his right hand, the demonic qi on his body immediately converged towards the wound.

His demonization was also completely completed at this time, and a domineering and ferocious force burst out from his body, and his cultivation directly broke the bottleneck of the C-level and stepped into the D-level.

And Shang Qingfeng has completely become a magic general.

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