Chapter 32: The Thirteen Bloody Knives
"Actually, it's improved so much!"
Chen Qingyang's eyes lit up, and his heart was inexplicably surprised.
Arguably.
This time, the improvement is indeed beyond Chen Qingyang's expectations.
The three major attributes of the body are all increased.
Especially in physique, it has skyrocketed a lot.
Soar straight to the terrifying 5.91!
What is this concept?
It means that Chen Qingyang's physical defense has reached an unusually strong level.
Even many internal strength martial artists can't be compared.
The ordinary sword slashed at Chen Qingyang's body, and I am afraid that even a white mark will not fall.
As for punches and kicks?
Without the strength of a horse, he would not want to hurt Chen Qingyang in the slightest.
In a word.
After cultivating to the first layer of the Golden Bell Jar, Chen Qingyang's body defense power is at least comparable to the third layer of the iron cloth shirt!
And the body data ushered in a skyrocketing at the same time.
Chen Qingyang felt extremely clearly that his skin was faintly beginning to show the most perfect bronz.
The muscles and muscles of the whole body have become countless tighter than before.
The bones, internal breath, internal organs, and so on, etc., have also been significantly strengthened.
Any movement seems to be accompanied by the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard that can only be produced by the desperate efforts of the external training triple martial artists.
This is now the symbol of the first layer of the golden bell jar!
"The Golden Bell Jar is indeed a martial art that is not weaker than a strong bear. ”
After the eighteen bronze people were tired and panting one by one, Chen Qingyang stayed alone in the secret hall and sighed:
"I don't know, what is the origin of that sweeping monk? Being able to give a little golden figure so casually to help me quickly practice into a golden bell jar must not be an ordinary person......"
Chen Qingyang didn't sigh for too long, but quickly focused his mind on the martial arts column, the plus sign behind the first layer of the golden bell jar.
He really couldn't wait to see how much refining weight he needed to consume to improve his golden bell jar.
[This promotion, consume 10 refinery times, whether to continue]
In front of Chen Qingyang's eyes, such a line of golden words immediately appeared.
"Go on!"
Where would there be the slightest hesitation, Chen Qingyang directly chose to raise the golden bell jar.
In just an instant, countless perceptions of the second layer of the Golden Bell Jar, as if they originally belonged to Chen Qingyang, appeared directly out of thin air, and then they were deeply imprinted in his mind!
Chen Qingyang, who has received these insights, seems to have been cultivating the second layer of the golden bell jar for many years, and all the changes in the second layer of the golden bell jar have reached the level of perfection.
Arguably.
In such an instant, Chen Qingyang relied on the magic of the purple light cluster to completely master the second layer of the Golden Bell Jar!
Click, click, click.
............
Accompanied by a dull cracked crack.
Chen Qingyang's whole body muscles and bones seemed to have been recast and became thicker.
His whole skin also changed from bronze to a faint golden light.
And his aura has risen a lot again.
Comparable to a martial artist!
And these are undoubtedly the symbols of the second layer of the golden bell jar!
"This purple light cluster of mine really has the power to create against the sky!"
Chen Qingyang sighed, and the next moment, he opened the attribute panel again-
Host: Chen Qingyang
Strength: 5.61 (non-upliftable)
Speed: 5.32 (non-boostable)
Physique: 6.67 (non-upgradable)
Spirit: 4.26 (non-upliftable)
Qi and Blood: 4.31% (Mortal Level)
Martial arts: Chaoyang Pile (can be improved after practicing to the first layer)
Mighty Bear Skill (can be improved after practicing to the first layer)
The second layer of the Golden Bell Jar (consumes 20 times to refine the body to continue to increase)
Available refining weights: 3 (Killing evil spirits can increase refining weights)
Ultimate goal: 10000000000 refinery
"6.67 is in good shape!"
Clenching his fists, Chen Qingyang secretly said to himself: "Now I, with my physical defense alone, I am afraid that I can make many internal strength martial artists collapse......
Of course.
Even if Chen Qingyang has such a self-confidence, he can rely on the second layer of the golden bell jar to compete with some internal martial artists.
But he still didn't think that now he could deal with a resentful ghost who was far stronger than the Azure Old Ghost!
For example, behind the big locust tree in Gushan Village, Li went to the abandoned house of the sick family, and it is very likely that the one who was born was born!
The reason is simple.
Even though he is physically strong, he can make many internal martial artists embarrassed.
But his mental power is still only 4.26!
With such spiritual power, it is enough to resist the curse of the Azure Old Ghost, but in the face of that kind of resentful ghost who is extremely resentful, it is undoubtedly a little worse!
That's why.
Chen Qingyang is very self-aware, and he will never choose to act rashly until his spiritual power is raised to a certain level.
Although his body is already strong and unspeakable, it is obviously not his character to act recklessly.
"Refining weight, it's still lacking!"
After thinking about it for a long time in the secret hall, Chen Qingyang finally sighed with emotion: "Next, I have to work harder to kill demons and monsters......
What Chen Qingyang didn't know was that when he was alone and in the secret hall, he sighed with emotion.
Outside the Guangming Temple, there was a group of wolf monsters, which were rushing up the mountain at the fastest speed.
On the back of each wolf, there was a man with a sinister face.
There were thirteen of these men, all with scimitars at their waists, and their eyes looked fierce.
It's like the kind of murderer who will cut off someone's head if he doesn't agree with him.
The person in front of him, dressed in a black robe, had an extremely gloomy face and an extremely violent aura.
He led the twelve people behind him, all the way up, into the Temple of Light.
Those monks of Guangming Temple, as long as they dare to step forward to block a step, they will be killed immediately!
"They, they seem to be the thirteen bloody knives!"
"What! The Blood Knife Thirteen Demons under the Blood Knife Ancestor's Sect, I heard that each of them is at least a Triple Martial Artist who has practiced outside!"
"Isn't it! The Thirteen Evils of the Blood Knife are the thirteen disciples of the Blood Knife Ancestor who are the most proud! Especially the Thirteen Evils, they are the true inheritance of the Blood Knife Ancestor, and they are only one step away from stepping into the level of internal strength!"
"Master Zhiguang went out to travel last month, and he was not in the temple at all, and this bloody knife thirteen demons suddenly killed, isn't it to bloody the Temple of Light?"
............
With the thirteen people, each rode down the wolf monster and attacked the main hall of the Temple of Light with a near-crushing force.
Those good men and women who came to worship the Buddha suddenly burst into countless exclamations.
From these exclamations, it is easy to deduce that these thirteen people are the famous Thirteen Demons of the Blood Knife Sect!
It's just that.
No one knows why the Thirteen Bloody Knives suddenly came today.
I haven't heard of the Guangming Temple and the Blood Knife Gate, there have been any life and death grudges!
Moreover, the thirteen bloody knives seemed to be too lazy to kill the monks of the Guangming Temple, and went all the way to the main hall of the Guangming Temple.
It seems that there is some treasure in the main hall that they have always dreamed of!