suppressed the realm for nearly six years, and broke through in an instant.

This is a good thing, but for Qin Shaofu at this moment, it is an unknown blessing and misfortune. The breakthrough of the realm, the transformation of the martial soul of the gods, and the evil power of the resentful spirit, no one knows what the result will be.

At this moment, he didn't know what to do at all, so he could only look at the sky, life and death.

The so-called essence blood is to refine the blood and make the true qi more pure, and the salient feature is that the twelve righteous meridians open up three roots.

The so-called forging bones is to temper the muscles and bones. The general method is to use one's own true qi to temper, and the better one is to use external forces.

But it is not so easy to use external force, the strength is not enough, it is better to use your true qi, but if the power is too great, it may endanger your life.

And the more powerful the muscles and bones are attacked, the more benefits there are. Many of the disciples of the family are clan elders who attack the bones within the force that can be controlled, and after such success, they will not be stronger.

This is also one of the reasons why after this realm, the disciples of the family sect tend to perform better than ordinary martial artists, after all, ordinary martial artists generally do not have anyone to help.

Qin Shaofu wanted Zhang Qiyu to help break through several times, but he refused. After arriving at the Shushan Sword Sect, he has been waiting for the right opportunity, but he never thought that he would appear at this moment.

The bone roar all over his body became bigger and bigger, and after a while, he felt a terrible sharp pain, Qin Shaofu was shocked, his eyes were stiff, and he wanted to roar in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

The power of the resentful spirit, the power of the shark bead, directly smashed his bones and turned him into a pile of soft mud.

Immediately, the pores of the whole body seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, and streams of blood gushed out, like a fountain, more and more, bigger and bigger, covering the bottom of the bronze tripod.

If an ordinary person was bleeding like this, he would have died long ago, but after all, he has a divine martial soul, and he has been nourished by the shark bead for many years, and he has the power of the shark bead to help. Even though he was white and looked like a dead corpse, he always hung on his breath and did not fall.

The blood surged, more and more, and after an hour, it actually filled the middle of the bronze tripod, and even gushed out one by one, flowing down the four walls of the bronze tripod.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the bronze tripod emitted a burst of sounds, as if someone was gently tapping, and then it emitted a stream of blue light, rising into the sky, piercing through the clouds and mist, breaking through the illusion, and shining on every mountain peak within a radius of a kilometer.

"Knock knock!"

The bell rang loudly, and the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect all woke up, looking outside, I don't know what the situation was, the patrol disciples and the disciples in charge of defense immediately came towards the peak where the bronze tripod was located.

When the disciples arrived at the edge of the forbidden land, they were all surprised. The clouds dissipated, the illusion vanished, and what was even more terrifying was that the vegetation on the mountain withered at a visible rate, spreading from the summit to the bottom of the mountain.

"What's going on?"

Hou Jinrong galloped over and looked at many Shushan Sword Sect disciples and asked.

Someone immediately stepped forward and bowed: "I don't know, there was a sudden accident in the forbidden land, there is no order, and I don't know what to do." “

These are all outer disciples, although their seniority is higher than Hou Jinrong, but their status in the door is much lower. Especially Hou Jinrong is special among the brocade generation, and some people of the uncle generation also treat him politely.

After glancing around, Hou Jinrong also frowned, and then ordered loudly: "A few of you come with me, and the others will spread out and surround this place." If there is an unknown attacker, raise the alarm. There is no need to panic, Uncle Shi and Uncle Shi will come over soon. ”

"Yes!"

Many disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect dispersed, leaving more than two dozen people to follow Hou Jinrong towards the top of the mountain.

The road was barren, the grass and trees turned into nothingness, Hou Jinrong was apprehensive when he saw it, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he was even more surprised after seeing it clearly.

Because of the special identity, he has also seen this bronze tripod, which is majestic and majestic on weekdays, as if it is a sacred object in Dingshan, sacred and inviolable.

But today it is different, a large amount of blood gushes from the top of the bronze tripod, which has completely dyed the entire tripod red. There is no sense of sacredness, but a kind of yin and evil aura.

What the hell is going on...... Hou Jinrong was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to approach rashly for a while, but just pulled out his sword and looked around outside.

After waiting for a while, I don't know the clue, at this time, there were seven or eight Zezi senior uncles wearing green clothes rushing up the mountain with dozens of Qingzi disciples.

When they saw the situation of the bronze tripod, they were all speechless in shock. There were some disciples who were unstable in their hearts, and their legs trembled because of the strange situation in front of them.

After a while, a senior uncle of Zezi opened his mouth and asked, "Jin Rong, what did you find?"

"Back to Uncle Wang!" Hou Jinrong shook his head: "Except for discovering that this Ding has become like this, there is nothing else." The elder's side should not be easily alarmed, I have already asked people to invite Senior Brother Jianjun. “

"Okay!" Uncle Wang nodded: "Please come over to Jianjun, it's more secure." “

Jianjun, whose full name is Su Jianjun, is the first disciple under the name of Sword Immortal Li Yunqing, and he is the little Sword Immortal who has become famous all over the world.

After this person's bamboo heart has achieved great achievements, he has been cultivating Taibai Relic for more than ten years, and his talent is outstanding, although he has not yet mastered martial arts, but now only the elders of the Yunzi generation of the Shushan Sword Sect can suppress him.

As soon as these words were spoken, a strange sound suddenly sounded, like a fierce beast lying somewhere, roaring in a low voice, which made people tremble, and more than a dozen disciples were so frightened that they directly pulled out their weapons.

"Don't panic, calm down!"

Uncle Wang hurriedly shouted, stabilized the scene, and then whispered, "Everyone be on guard. “

At this time, there was another low roar, the sound of a tiger, which was louder and more terrifying than before.

Hou Jinrong looked around, frowning, the voice did not disappear instantly, but lasted for a moment, but even if he cultivated like him, he couldn't hear which direction it came from.

"Ding, Ding......"

Suddenly, a young disciple exclaimed, pointing to the top of the bronze tripod, with a frightened expression and stammering.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the blood on the bronze tripod mouth was no longer just flowing, but boiling, higher than the next, like a fountain, extremely terrifying.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "The treasure sent by Emperor Dayu has become an evil thing!"

No one understood, they all shook their heads.

Then someone exclaimed, "The blood is flowing backwards!"

Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, before it was blood spilling out and flowing down the bronze tripod, but now it was the other way around, and the blood below flowed back into the bronze tripod along the bronze tripod in a way that violated nature.

And the speed is extremely fast, but in a moment, all the blood has flowed back, and the bronze tripod has also returned to its original appearance, and the whole body is cyan, but the buzzing sound is still there.

Hou Jinrong stared for a moment, suddenly his face changed, and he said loudly: "There is something in the ding!"

An uncle of the Zezi generation immediately jumped up, borrowed a little strength on the bronze tripod, and landed on the edge of the tripod.

As soon as he landed steadily, he suddenly saw a figure rushing out of the ding, directly knocking him away.

"Be careful!"

Hou Jinrong shouted, and everyone drew their swords.

Goodbye, a black shadow jumped out of the bronze dome and fell to the ground.

The whole body is pitch black, entangled in blood lines, and the form of a human is dragged behind him, which is full of black bones, like an evil demon, extremely terrifying.