Before long, Yang Zhi gritted his teeth, swung out his palm with all his strength, and hit Xiao Lao's heavenly spirit cover directly, and then gasped the other party's behemoth-like martial spirit and sacrificed this person alive.

The gluttonous heavenly skill passed on to him by Xiao Lao is a strange exercise, this exercise was not created by the evil emperor, but obtained by chance, and the practice that the evil emperor is willing to collect with his cultivation and vision, needless to say, it is absolutely supreme thaumaturgy!

However, in order to practice this skill, three demanding conditions must be met.

First, the cultivator's cultivation must be below the level of a great martial artist, and the lower the cultivation, the better.

Second, to practice this skill, one must be a bold and careful person.

Third, meeting this condition is the most critical point of whether or not you can achieve this skill, that is, it must be supplemented by a great martial artist-level powerhouse as a sacrifice to absorb the opponent's martial spirit.

It is conceivable that the third condition alone can discourage countless cultivators, because how could the martial spirit of a great martial artist be absorbed by a low-level martial artist? Moreover, the martial artist who loses his martial spirit will die, so the other party must be willing.

Now, with the death of Xiao Lao, Yang Zhi's whole person is glowing, how powerful the martial spirit of the great martial artist is, and the first step of this gluttonous heavenly skill is to devour these martial spirits, so as to raise their own martial spirits!

This is a very dangerous thing, verifying the second cultivation condition, if you are not careful, you will explode and die, which is equivalent to walking a tightrope on a cliff.

This skill is divided into 12 layers, and after cultivating the first level, it can add a layer of gluttonous power to itself.

The second level is ten times that of the previous one, and so on, if you practice to the twelfth level, it will be a full 100 billion gluttonous power.

What kind of concept is that? The stars shatter at the snap of a finger, the plane shatters, and breaking through the void is almost as simple as breathing.

The most important thing is that after the gluttonous heavenly skill is cultivated to the first level, the follow-up promotion is not difficult, in a nutshell, just two words - swallow!

That is, constantly devouring other people's flesh and bones, constantly absorbing other people's spiritual power and qi, and even martial spirits, but everything that others have can be deprived!

As long as the cultivator continues to devour, the exercises will naturally be able to be accomplished!

Others are fine, but the method of devouring flesh and blood is really miserable, and it is really unacceptable if it is not a pervert!

However, the purpose of devouring flesh and blood is nothing more than breathing and collecting the energy and vitality in the cells, so it doesn't have to be eaten alive, it can be eaten cooked, wouldn't it be better to make it into a delicious meal, Yang Zhi thought so.

Of course, the target of devouring here is definitely not a martial artist, cannibalistic Yang Zhi can't do it, at most it is aimed at demon beasts or spirit beasts!

"Senior Xiao, although you and I only met in Pingshui, but today's great grace, Yang is unforgettable, you can go with peace of mind, one day, I will definitely avenge you and walk out of the Martial God Continent. However, in fact, I have seen the world outside the Martial God Continent, it is the vast starry sky, there are countless ancient stars of life, and I am from one of the earths!" Yang Zhi looked at Xiao Lao's body and stood for a long time, muttering to himself.

It's good that no one else heard this, otherwise it would be absolutely dumbfounded!

At this time, Yang Zhi had successfully devoured Xiao Lao's martial spirit, and the martial spirit painted behind it revived on its own, and a dragon totem that was originally in it came to life and turned into a lifelike golden Jiao!

He actually inherited someone else's martial spirit, not just devouring it, to be precise, this is the fusion of martial spirits, and Jiao Wuling has become a sub-martial spirit who paints martial spirits!

This is the credit of the Shanhe Society, all-inclusive!

Yang Zhi was overjoyed, kowtowed to Xiao Lao three times, and did not leave immediately after burying his body properly, but sacrificed the evil emperor lamp, and then used it to protect the Dharma, continuing to immerse himself in the cultivation of gluttonous heavenly skills, and replenish his physical strength at the same time.

Gluttonous Tiangong is a typical magic skill, if you want to plunder others, you must first temper your physical fitness, after all, you need to be hard to strike iron, so as to crush the opponent, otherwise no matter how good the exercise is, it will be in vain, because the software and hardware configuration will not be funny.

Besides, whether it is magic or evil skills, it is easy to go mad, and if your own quality is not too hard, it is easy to lose yourself and even die violently.

"Hoo ......"

Beads of sweat dripping down his face, and as time passed, green tendons erupted on Yang Zhi's forehead, and his pupils became extremely blood-red.

"It turns out that in addition to the three necessary conditions, this skill is still miserable to cultivate, fortunately I have outstanding perseverance, and if I am a person with a slightly weaker willpower, I am afraid that I will die of pain!" Yang Zhi was sweating profusely, very embarrassed, and practicing the gong was like experiencing a fight.

This pain is not only mental, but also physical, like a thousand cuts.

"The pain of the soul, the pain of the flesh, what is there to fear?

Yang Zhi is tenacious.

......

There is no time in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year, and a few days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Zhi, who is in retreat, does not know, because of his affairs, the sect is boiling, and some people are making trouble.

"Old man Baicheng, I'm not done with you!" Hua Xiong's residence, he slapped the table in front of him, and his eyes burned with raging anger.

This is already the fiftieth table he smashed, and the sect has failed to seek justice for Yang Zhi, so he can only send treasures in private.

"No, if you want to see people alive or die, you have to see corpses, I have to find him!"

Hua Xiong suffered for a few days, but after all, he couldn't hold back his restless heart, got up and walked out the door.

"Hua Xiong, calm down, now there is chaos outside, the smoke is everywhere, the war and chaos are not over, do you want to go out recklessly to find death? You know, it was a great martial artist who killed Yang Zhi, do you think he can still live, the horror has long been wiped out, and even the corpse has turned to ashes, in this case, is there any point in you looking for the body!" Ma Gao grabbed Hua Xiong's arm, and killed this thing without letting this thing be stupid.

"Then what do you say, is it impossible to hide in the sect like this and be a turtle with a shrunken head? The old man in Baicheng is powerful, we can't fight, and you won't let you go out to find him, don't you think this is very aggrieved!" Hua Xiong was heartbroken.

Suddenly, his face changed, and he shouted outside the door: "Who? get out!"

"Heh, sure enough, like things gather, and the export is dirty, so uneducated!"

In response to him, a cold voice came, Bai Bing came uninvited, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and pushed the door in.

"Bai Bing!" Hua Xiong's eyes were like electricity, and he looked at the other party coldly.

"Senior Sister Bai, don't you feel embarrassed to trespass into a private place, or a residence of the opposite sex?, please leave quickly, you are not welcome here, otherwise you will ......" Ma Gao also had an ugly face, and his attitude and tone were also very bad.

But before he could finish speaking, he was strongly interrupted.

"Otherwise, what if you're not polite to me? Kill me? Do you have that ability?" Bai Bing sneered.

"But as it happens, I want to kill you too!" she added, her killing intent instantly released.

"Not good!" Hua Xiong was shocked, and immediately lifted Ma Gao and threw it out of the window: "Ma Gao, run away, I'll stop her!"

"Don't even think about leaving!" Bai Bing stopped, his hands quickly pinching.

"Snow!"

With a light reprimand, a cold air spread, and the whole house instantly became white, together with Ma Gao, who had just flown to the window, and the body was immediately covered with a thick layer of frost, and after a "click" sound, the whole house was torn apart, and Ma Gao fell to the ground heavily, his skin was cracked and scarred.

"Ma Gao!" Hua Xiong's eyes bulged, shattering the ice mounds on the surface of his body, and immediately counterattacked: "Soil Hardening Technique, Rock Fist!"

"Snow Dance!"

"Xue Ling!"

Bai Bing's speed was faster, and before Hua Xiong's fist attacked, the second and third rounds of attacks had already taken effect, and the two techniques were displayed at the same time, with one heart and two uses.

The temperature around him dropped again, and in the next second, the rain and snow fell, and the extreme cold would freeze Huaxiong and his fists.

In the snow, only Hua Xiong's surprised and frightened voice was heard: "You, you have actually become a high-ranking martial artist!"