"That's right, what I used is the special function cultivation technique invented by me, and the principle of this exercise has just been told to Yun Luo and the others. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yan Zhen knew the bet between Wang Hua and Wu Dehui, and understood that Wang Hua was asking at the moment, presumably because he also wanted to learn, so he repeatedly explained: "As a primate, human beings have a force of energy in their bodies, and after a person dies, some residual energy will be scattered in the outside world. The specific function is to use a special way to use brain function to cause biological synchronous resonance, and to attract the free power of the outside world for its own use. ”

"Energy in the human body? Residual free particles? Wang Hua pondered for a moment, and expressed the doubts in his heart: "Master Yan, since these energies come from human beings themselves, just now when you were doing your work, I could feel that although each energy was weak, it was mixed with the life imprints of the deceased, and these imprints were absorbed into my body, wouldn't it hurt me?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Zhen's face sank, like a cat that had been stepped on by his tail, he was surprised, Yun Luo and the others also reacted, how can there be a quick martial arts in the world, and even if there is, it will inevitably have great side effects.

"Zhihai, who was hit by so many life imprints in the Mud Pill Palace, wouldn't he have a nervous breakdown and become an idiot?"

When Wu Dehui heard this, the risk of this technique was so big, if Wang Hua hadn't pointed it out, I was afraid that he would practice this skill blindly, and when the time came, he didn't know how powerful it was, and the Ninth Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect did not practice, but became an idiot.

"You can actually feel the imprint of life within this free particle?!" Yan Zhen created this skill, how could he not know the pros and cons, he cultivated this skill, he only dared to absorb a little bit every time, and spent a lot of time to resolve the obsessions, greed, hatred, desires, etc., these selfish desires are left in the world because they are difficult to dissolve.

"I have never taught this method to anyone, because it has great drawbacks, and those who want to practice this technique must have a pure heart and strong mental strength in order to resist the disadvantages of this technique."

Yan Zhen saw that Wu Dehui was timid and retreated, and the Heavenly Remnant seized the position of his regiment commander in the battle of the train, and now he has no real power in the special function group, if he does not defeat the Heavenly Remnant, it will be difficult for him to regain the position of the regiment leader, and hurriedly explained: "I have observed Wu Dehui's root bones, he just meets the requirements of this exercise, his mind is simple, and his mental power is excellent, which is just suitable for practicing this exercise." ”

Wang Hua wondered in his heart, and said secretly: "Is this the aura of the protagonist?" Such a perverted exercise can also meet the cultivation conditions? ”

"Master Yan, let's see if I can practice your exercises." Wu Dehui has the protagonist's aura to protect his body, so why don't he have the aura of a traverser, or he can also practice this technique.

Yan Zhen pushed out with one palm, and a cold spiritual power came out of his body, spread to Wang Hua's body, and after circling for a week, it shot into Wang Hua's eyebrows.

"Roar"

Yan Zhen's spiritual power was directly torn apart, and he only felt that Wang Hua's spiritual power was like a bottomless black hole, a flood beast, full of bloodthirsty killing intent, filling countless corpses and mountains and sea of blood, as if devouring the heavens, and everything was silent.

"What!" Yan Zhen's face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans covered his forehead, his body trembled slightly, and he said, "It's terrible!" There is a very terrifying spiritual power buried deep in your body, no, it should not be spiritual power, it should be divine consciousness. You actually have the divine consciousness that only the cultivators of the ancients had. And this divine consciousness is abnormal and demonic, are you the reincarnation of an ancient demon god. ”

Wang Hua was stunned by Yan Zhen's messy words, what divine sense, what cultivation, what ancient demon gods.

"The Ancient Demon God?! But the legend says that Shakyamuni defeated the ancient demon god with the palm of the god of Rulai! Yun Luo exclaimed, and everyone looked at Wang Hua in astonishment, and another layer of mysterious fog was filled with him.

"Divine sense? Ancient Demon God? Make no mistake" Wang Hua was replaced into this world, not a person from this world, how to talk about the reincarnation of the demon god, and where did Shakyamuni defeat the ancient demon god.

"Could it be the T-virus?!" Wang Hua grasped a thought, remembering that Alice's telekinesis obtained through the T virus enhancement was not similar to the divine consciousness of ancient cultivators, and the T virus was a virus, it must be demonic.

"Master Yan, I once injected a virus, which can not only strengthen my physical fitness, but also strengthen my spiritual power, as far as I know, if my spiritual power awakens, the mental power born is somewhat similar to the divine consciousness in your mouth."

"Virus!" Yan Zhen thought about it, after his spiritual power entered Wang Hua's body, it was indeed torn apart by the terrifying power emanating from his cells, according to this, Wang Hua was not the reincarnation of an ancient demon god, just the power of a virus.

"Even if it's a virus, you can't practice this technique, this technique is supposed to hold the obsession of all things, and you yourself have a bloodthirsty murderous aura, and if you practice this technique, you will definitely go crazy."

Since he can't cultivate the special function, Wang Hua is not disappointed, after all, the ability can be obtained in many worlds for himself, but it is the T virus in his body that makes Wang Hua jealous, and secretly said: "It seems that you need to pay more attention in the future, and find some prop exercises to clear your heart and wisely resolve your anger." ”

"Then let Wu Dehui practice this technique and practice the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, can you defeat the Heavenly Remnant?" Wang Hua diverted the topic and pointed to Wu Dehui.

"It's not that simple, back then, Long Jianfei inherited the sixty years of skill of the ancient Han soul, and ate the inner tank of the 10,000-year-old fire turtle to obtain a hundred years of skill, before he exerted the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, Wu Dehui now has more than 20 years of internal strength, and it is already the limit to practice the first eight styles of the Divine Palm, if you want to perform the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, I'm afraid..."

Yan Zhen's words were vague and a little empty.

"I'm afraid of what," Lichi hurriedly asked.

"I'm afraid it's also blessed by my ancestors."

"Ah, tossing all night, you have to rely on the blessing of your ancestors!" Lichi's face was embarrassed and he was speechless.

Everyone thought that there was hope for defeating the Heavenly Remnant, but they still had to fight for their lives, and their morale was also greatly reduced.

"I have another way." Wang Hua saw that everyone was disappointed and depressed, so he had to take out his hole card and said: "The martial arts I practice is called the Northern Shengong, which is the supreme martial arts of Taoism, which can absorb the internal force of others for its own use, and everyone present is full of internal force. ”

Yan Zhen uses the special function, and the internal force cultivation is no less than that of the Heavenly Remnant, coupled with the internal force of Yunluo and Xiaoman, as well as the internal force of Wu Dehui and Lichi, Wang Hua has the confidence to cast the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect of the Divine Palm, even if it doesn't work, under the urging of such a strong internal force, Wang Hua's Twenty-Eight Palms of the Dragon Descending will also reach a very high realm, and the battle with the Heavenly Remnant will also be mixed.

"This..."

Yan Zhen and the others learned that Wang Hua had actually cultivated such a divine skill, although they felt that the method Wang Hua said was more reliable, but except for Yunluo and Xiaoman, who were willing to pass on their internal strength to Wang Hua, Yan Zhen and the others were speechless, obviously unwilling to lose their internal strength that had been cultivated for many years.

"Wang Hua, although your method is feasible, the stakes are too big, if you are defeated by the Heavenly Remnant, all of us will have no strength to fight." Yan Zhen explained with an excuse, "It's better to let me heal your internal injuries with special functions first." Let Wu Dehui learn this technique, if he can't defeat the Heavenly Remnant, we will pass on your internal strength, and it will not be impossible. ”

"Okay, then trouble Master Yan and help me heal my internal injuries." Wang Hua is not disgusted with Yan Zhen's actions, after all, no one else is willing to pass on their internal strength to others, they don't have such divine skills as the Northern Spiritual Skill, and if they lose their internal strength, if they want to cultivate it again, it will take time and energy, and they don't know when they will be able to recover.

In the past few days, Wu Dehui has been cultivating the special functions passed on by Yan Zhen, Wang Hua's internal injuries were transferred by Yan Zhen using the technique of transfer, and there was no major problem in pranayama for a few days, and his strength had also returned to his heyday.

Because of Wang Hua's suggestion, everyone planned to make an appointment at the satellite station on the last day when Wang Hua was replaced, but they didn't expect that Tianwan had been looking for Princess Yunluo for many days, and had lost his patience.

"Oh no, everyone, watch the news." Wu Dehui turned on the TV anxiously, at this moment it was the scene of the battle between the Xiangjiang special operations forces and the Heavenly Remnant, the Heavenly Remnant with a century-old Heavenly Remnant is tantamount to a human-shaped missile, the well-trained special operations unit cannot keep up with the speed of the Heavenly Remnant at all, although the submachine gun in his hand is full of power, but it cannot hurt the Heavenly Remnant in the slightest, and was directly defeated by the Heavenly Remnant.

In addition, the Heavenly Remnant held the Governor of Hong Kong hostage, and many powerful weapons were useless, and they were powerless to deal with the Heavenly Remnant for a while.

"I'll say it again, after tomorrow, if I don't hand over Princess Yunluo again, I will wash the Hong Kong Governor's Mansion in blood. The narrator on TV kept reporting the situation in the Hong Kong Governor's Office.

"As you can see, this villain has legendary peerless martial arts, and has declared that he wants us to hand over Princess Yunluo, and now the Governor of Hong Kong is being kidnapped, and his life is in danger at any time, so on behalf of Xiangjiang, I appeal to the people who know about it to contact us as soon as possible."

"Pop" Wang Hua turned off the TV, faced the depressed atmosphere, and said: "Unlike our plan, Wu Dehui can't rely on radar, the amplification special function, the victory rate is not even half, and now and in the past, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself." ”

Wu Dehui was silent at the moment, struggling fiercely in his heart, and said secretly: "What should I do, I have already tried it yesterday, and I can't use the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect at all, and I was also sent to death in the past." But if you don't go, more people will die. What am I going to do. ”

The air in the room was stagnant, and everyone's faces were written with helplessness and powerlessness.

"Brother Hua!" Yun Luo got up and said, "Are you sure you have absorbed our internal strength, you can perform the ninth form of the Divine Palm?!" ”

Wang Hua didn't answer Yun Luo's question, the internal force of the North Underworld was agitated, and the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending were running, and several golden dragons circled around him, revealing the domineering and majesty of the invincible world.

"I'm sure."