This is one of Xuanwu's killing moves, so that the enemy will be unable to resist when he finds out about the move. Let the other party watch the footsteps of death approaching, but they can't resist, this is the reason why Xuanwu is dead!

Ma Jingchan looked at the inexplicable meaning before Xuanwu disappeared and was very puzzled, and he couldn't understand why Xuanwu would give such a look, wasn't it a phantom formed by his own words? How could he have feelings? Strange! Ma Jingchan thought.

Since he couldn't understand it, Ma Jingchan no longer wasted his brains, but turned to the demon pills left behind after the death of many demon beasts, all the demon beasts were killed by Xuanwu Han Kill, but their demon pills and qi and blood did not disappear too much, because Xuanwu Han Kill was more of a killing move that pointed directly to the source, killing the soul and consciousness, so the damage to the physical body was not great.

Ma Jingchan looked at the corpses of demon beasts everywhere and was a little helpless, there were too many corpses of this demon beast, and it was impossible to dissect them one by one. So Ma Jingchan wrote with a wave of his pen, and he first wrote a wind character, which looked extremely violent. Sure enough, after the wind word was completed, a huge tornado storm slowly formed in the air. This storm is not as high as the sky, only a few dozen meters high, but its power is not small at all.

Ma Jingchan controlled the storm to sweep away the remains of the demon beasts on the ground, and suddenly, the remains of the large and small demon beasts on the ground were all swept into the storm. When the speed of the storm slowed down, except for the remains of a few ninth-order demon beasts, the other remains were torn apart by the storm into a mass of condensed blood paste. Seeing that the corpse of the ninth-order demon beast had not been torn apart, Ma Jingchan frowned, and then controlled the storm to continue to rotate, and then Ma Jingchan began to write again.

"Weak!" A big weak word was written out of Ma Jingzen's hand, and then flew into the remains of several ninth-order demon beasts in the storm. "Whirl!" A huge spinner flew into the storm, and suddenly the storm that was already spinning at high speed accelerated again. After a few quarters of an hour, the swirling storm slowed down.

After Ma Jingchan looked at the swirling storm again, he found that the corpses of several ninth-order demon beasts before had been torn apart, and all the remains of the demon beasts had completely fused into a huge mass of flesh and blood. Even though Ma Jingchan had already seen extreme killing, seen the sea of blood caused by the dead, and had used a thousand swords, it was still quite disgusting to see the huge flesh and blood paste formed by hundreds of demon beasts in front of him.

Ma Jingchan no longer looked at these demon beasts, but began to write. This time he wrote the condensation character, and when the condensation was finished, the flesh and blood in the storm finally condensed into a huge ball, and the color was not visible at all. Ma Jingzen, who was much more comfortable, began to write again, and after a while, a block script appeared in the air. Soon four huge balls appeared in the air, two were balls formed by qi and blood, and the other two, one was condensed by the Dao will of the earth, and the other was condensed by the Dao will of the wood.

After completing the extraction, Ma Jingchan summoned Xiaoyue, pointed to the two balls of qi and blood energy floating in the sky, and said, "Yours! Digest it as soon as possible, we still have something to do!" Looking at the qi and blood energy escaping from the two spheres in the sky, Xiaoyue's saliva was about to flow down. The last time it just woke up, it saw Ji Ling, it was almost scattered by the sword qi in Ma Jingchan's brain, and Ji Ling was officially transformed by the sword qi, how could it not be afraid? So the moment it woke up, it fainted very spinelessly.

After such a long time, it was no longer so afraid of Ji Ling after it reappeared, but it was still not better. Seeing the power of qi and blood floating in the sky, Xiaoyue knew that once it was fully absorbed, it could definitely be canonized, and it was far beyond ordinary canonized demon beasts and demonic beasts. It has both demon pills and magic crystals, and demons and demons are double cultivated. After receiving Ma Jingzen's instructions, it no longer hesitated, and used the wind demonic power to compress the qi and blood balls and swallowed them in one gulp, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Ma Jingchan didn't care about the sleeping Xiaoyue, he knew that once Xiaoyue absorbed it, it would definitely become a big help for him.

After putting away the balls of the earth's Daoist Intention and the Mu's Daoist Will, Ma Jingchan returned to the place where he had previously retreated, and then Ji Ling also appeared here. This retreat is the same as last time, Ji Ling is protecting the Dharma for him, and with Ji Ling here, even if the demon emperor of this world appears, there is nothing to fear. Subsequently, Ma Jingzen began to slowly comprehend the Taoist meaning of soil and wood.

The cold comes and the summer goes by, and the four seasons change. This retreat is the longest retreat since Ma Jingzen crossed, and for three hundred years, the cave where Ma Jingzen is located no longer needs protection, because even the most skilled canine monsters in tracking, probing, and searching for people cannot find Ma Jingzen through the layers of land.

On this day, Ma Jingzen finally woke up, his consciousness returned little by little, and in these three hundred years of understanding, he had forgotten who he was. His mind was full of only the perception of the Five Elements Dao, and when he woke up at this moment, his memories of the past returned little by little. And as early as more than two hundred years ago, Xiaoyue woke up after absorbing it. However, Ji Ling was afraid that the Xiaoyue Tribulation would affect Ma Jingzen's perception, so he helped Xiaoyue block the Heavenly Dao, so Xiaoyue, who had greatly advanced in strength, did not cross the Tribulation. Ma Jingchan also reached the level of tribulation at this moment, but even without Ji Ling's protection, Ma Jingchan did not attract the catastrophe, which made Ma Jingchan very strange.

However, Ji Ling seemed to have known for a long time, and when he saw Ma Jingchan coming out, he immediately said: "Let Xiaoyue cross the tribulation first, and when it is completed, I have something to tell you." Ma Jingchan didn't say anything more after hearing his words, but asked him to remove the shield on Xiaoyue's body. Suddenly, thunderclouds covered the sky, and thunderbolts escaped from them from time to time.

After Xiaoyue began to cross the tribulation, Ma Jingchan and Ji Ling found a mountain and sat down to watch. At this time, Ji Ling began to tell Ma Jingchan what he meant, but when Ma Jingchan heard Ji Ling's thoughts, he shouted: "What?

That's right, this is what Ji Ling said to Ma Jingchan, and he became the instrument spirit of Ma Jingchan's weapon. In Ji Ling's words, although he has been condensed and formed, in the long run, he will one day dissipate between heaven and earth. And the only way to prevent him from dissipating is to find a place for him, because he is transformed by sword qi, so becoming a machine spirit is his best destination.

After Ma Jingchan heard Ji Ling's thoughts, he was surprised, and it took a long time before he gradually calmed down. Ma Jingchan, who calmed down, said to Ji Ling: "I already understand what you mean, but I'm sorry, I can't help you, because my weapon or magic weapon will only have one thing in the future, the pen! Sorry!"

Ji Ling smiled when he heard this, "Who said that I was too rigid and easy to break? Haven't you heard of the hundred tempering tempering finger wrapping softness? The master's sword qi is not only hard, ever-changing is my essence!"