The tortoise shell rune in the depths of the hexagram seed flashed a strange purple light, and the gossip rune engraved on the turtle shell was born with a unique nature, which can be described as the prototype of the gossip, and its trigram rune has a mysterious and unpredictable power. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The surging and surging power of thunder raging everywhere in Ying Xuan's body was like a tiger descending from a mountain, extremely domineering, but as soon as he got close to the dantian, he was affected by the shock hexagram seed turtle shell rune, and he was instantly silenced, and he had no power to resist, and he was ingested into it.

Feeling the greedy desire of the dantian Zhen Hexagram Seed, and then a sense of fulfillment followed, Ying Xuan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

The spiritual power of the physical collapse is still glued to the raging thunder and lightning spirit snake, you chase me, so lively, with more and more thunder power, it is slowly ingested into the dantian, and Ying Xuan's charred black skin has gradually recovered a trace of bronze.

After the thunder tore through Ying Xuan's tendons and veins, and after the continuous destruction, the spiritual power followed closely behind, especially the two forces of Mizusawa in it, which were constantly repaired, and under the continuous destruction, the tendons and veins in the body became more and more tenacious.

In particular, Ying Xuan found that under the domineering power of the thunder, the other nine twelve canons that had not yet been opened in his body also had a faint sense of loosening.

This discovery made De Yingxuan extremely happy, and he was able to use this method to temper his physical body, constantly polish it, and even be able to absorb the power of thunder into the dantian, strengthen the seed of the shock hexagram, and continue to advance to the eighth layer of evolution, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Gradually, the thunder aura in the hexagram seed became more and more intense, and it was hazy, and Ying Xuan felt that his cultivation had faintly improved under this thunderous slash.

After more and more thunder power was refined by the dantian, Ying Xuan's skin gradually regained a trace of whiteness under the moisture of Mizusawa Erling.

The original feeling of electric numbness in the body has also disappeared, leaving only the tendons and veins of the limbs and the faint feeling of tearing pain, and the body is no different.

"Hoo ......"

Ying Xuan exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, his body resumed his action, and when he looked up, he actually found that the dark clouds in the sky had already disappeared, and there was a squeaky cicada chirping sound around him, and everything was not happy.

The rising sun exuded a warm ray, shining on the earth, Ying Xuan's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, he thought it was just a moment's work, but he didn't expect it to be a day and a night.

"It seems that although this method is feasible, thunderstorms are not always happening, and we have to continue to find a place?"

Ying Xuan couldn't help but feel a little distressed again, after yesterday's thunder tempering, he found that his cultivation had made great progress, and under the surprise, he had a faint expectation in his heart, wanting to let the thunder split again.

Ying Xuan believed that at this rate, before the decisive battle with Ma Feiming, there would be absolutely no problem for him to set foot in the realm of the eighth layer of evolution.

If an outsider learns of Ying Xuan's thoughts, he must not be stunned and dumbfounded, there are still people who are so bold that they are looking forward to thunder splitting.

After moving his muscles and bones, another surprise to Ying Xuan was that in addition to his cultivation being refined, his physical strength had become tighter.

Under the sweep of the power of thunder, the meridians in the body are constantly destroyed and repaired, any dirt and impurities, in the face of the thunder of the sun, there is nowhere to hide, they are all incinerated, the body is clear and clean, even the meridians are more and more tenacious, and the whole body is full of strength.

"By the way?!"

Ying Xuan's eyes bloomed with a ray of divine light, thinking of the black sword fetus that he had suppressed in the cave world, and his heart had an idea, this time he was able to successfully attract the heavenly thunder to his body, and the biggest reliance was the remnant spirit aura in the black sword fetus, with the aura of yin and evil ghosts, attracting the thunder of the yang.

There was a faint expectation in his heart, and under the sweep of the thunder, he didn't know if the black sword fetus had changed, and whether the remnant spirit could be effectively suppressed and suppressed.

Hurriedly took out the black sword fetus, and in an instant, Ying Xuan's body trembled, but this tremor made Ying Xuan's heart happy, because it was no longer affected by the yin spirit breath of the remnant spirit as in the past, but a thunderbolt spread throughout the body.

Although it has been tempered by the essence blood of the thunder and the baptism of the thunder, the power of the thunder is not ordinary after all, and Ying Xuan still cannot be completely immune.

There was a trace of electric arc flowing on the black sword tire, like a small spirit snake, constantly flowing, and the gray mist that was originally wrapped around the sword fetus had been forced into the sword fetus, and he didn't dare to show his face easily.

Ying Xuan endured the numbness of the thunder and lightning, held the sword fetus in his hand, and sensed the depths of the sword fetus, but found that the sword fetus was like his own body before, and the power of thunder and the gray mist of the remnant spirit were also in a state of stalemate, separating each other.

Thunder wants to go deep into the depths of the sword fetus to wear out such an intolerable existence, but the remnant spirit is stubbornly resisting, facing Thunder with a deep fear, but it is not at the mercy of slaughter.

"It worked!"

Feeling that the remnant spirit was suppressed by the thunder, Ying Xuan was ecstatic, maybe he could really rely on the power of the thunder to truly and completely suppress the remnant spirit.

Because once the thunder power on the sword tire disappears, and the remnant spirit cannot be completely suppressed, the gray mist will still reappear and wreak havoc again, and Ying Xuan has to guard against it.

"It seems that the search for the next thunderstorm is inevitable!"

Ying Xuan clenched the black sword fetus in his hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, he thought that Ji Ye was just a temporary joke, but he didn't expect that there was still a little way.

It's just that Ying Xuan didn't want to think about it, if it weren't for the turtle shell rune in the hexagram seed, it played a key role, fixed the power of thunder, and even absorbed its evolved thunder spirit.

Just by virtue of Ying Xuan's cultivation power of the seventh layer of evolution, it is difficult to recover his body at the speed of thunder.

The consequence of this move is that before the body is repaired, the thunder will destroy all the limbs, and it will invade the internal organs and destroy the vitality.

Otherwise, the way of gossip has been inherited for so many years, and it is not that no monk thought of this, took a risk, and tempered his body with heavenly thunder.

But the results are all defeated one by one, unless there is great luck and great perseverance, except for those who can survive and turn the danger into a disaster, the rest are miserable.

For half a month, Ying Xuan traveled all over Chitian Prefecture, as long as it was an ordinary mortal city, he stepped on them one by one, observed the sky, and waited for the thunderstorm to come.

However, if you are lucky, you can encounter thunderstorms for several days in a row, which makes Ying Xuan fall into a state of madness, constantly provoking the thunder and tempering himself.

If you are unlucky, you have walked several places in a row, and it is sunny for several days, and it is difficult to see a trace of dark clouds at all, which also makes Ying Xuan not depressed.

However, in the past half a month, under Ying Xuan's crazy tempering, the remnant spirit in the black sword fetus has also shrunk more and more, and the gray air flow that had been wrapped around the sword fetus has all shrunk into the remnant spirit, as if it is accumulating strength, looking forward to a breakthrough.

It's just that it's hard to resist Ying Xuan's crazy provocation of the Heavenly Thunder, and the current thunder spirit on the black sword tire makes Ying Xuan dare not touch it easily, and every time he attracts the Heavenly Thunder, he suppresses it in the Cave World.

On this day, Ying Xuan passed through a city of cultivating immortals in Chitian Prefecture, and was located in a restaurant, with an ice silkworm mask on his face, as if nothing happened.

Ever since he entered the treacherous stream, then left the ancient battlefield, and then for half a month, Ying Xuan has been cultivating frantically, racing against time, and he doesn't know what happened in the outside world, so he came to investigate.

The restaurant in the city of Xiuxian has people of three religions and nine streams, although the crowd is quite mixed, but there is no doubt that it is the best place to find out the news.

"Have you heard, more than a month ago, the ancient battlefield of the treacherous stream leaked out, causing the treacherous stream to be in danger of destruction, and summoned capable people from the evolution realm to go to help. ”

A thin-faced monk looked mysterious and secretive, and lowered his voice to the few people around him, but there were several pairs of ears in the restaurant, and he listened with an impassive expression, and his ears trembled slightly in a very slight amplitude, obviously falling into the ears of others.

"But isn't it, as soon as the news came out, everyone was shocked, the existence of the three families and seven sects, the danger of annihilation, must not be underestimated, but I heard that the ancient battlefield of the treacherous and dry stream contains a big secret, go to help, although it is dangerous, but it is also accompanied by a lot of opportunities. ”

Although the other sturdy man said it thrillingly, there was a hint of yearning on his face, if it weren't for his own poor cultivation, he would want to go to help and see if he could get the slightest opportunity.

"Hehe, more than a month has passed, have you ever seen a monk come out of a treacherous stream?"

The thin-faced man's eyes flashed with a strange color, and his voice carried a chill, as if he was a little frightened.

"Even the treacherous stream of the three families and seven sects is in danger of destruction, even if you gather more Evolution Realm cultivators, what's the use, it's not the role of cannon fodder. ”

"No, it's treacherous, how could the existence of the three families and seven sects do such a small thing?"

"Then I ask you, have you ever seen a monk come out of the treacherous stream unharmed. ”

"This ......"

When asked about this, the sturdy man was finally a little short of words, and paused, but he couldn't answer.

"These people are just bold and happy people, they don't know how many catties and taels they have, such a dangerous thing, and they dare to go to join in the fun, even if there is a chance, how can it be something that you can covet as an evolutionary realm monk. ”

"Yes, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, toads always want to eat swan meat, how can there be a good thing in this world that can ascend to the sky, I see, they deserve it!"

"That's it, I don't pee and look in the mirror, I also asked for it when I died, and I didn't force myself to help, they were all voluntary, and these people were beyond their means!"

The style of painting suddenly changed, and there were a few men with strange faces, who counted the monks who went to help, and as for the death, the responsibility was completely placed on them, as if there was no treacherous half-dime relationship.

When the other few people heard this, they couldn't help but nod, with a look of deep approval on their faces, and they could only blame them for not being able to do anything.

Ying Xuan was listening to it, but there was a hint of playfulness on his face, with a hint of disdain and ridicule at the corners of his mouth, he couldn't hold it back so quickly, he hurriedly came out to wash his white, and splashed all the dirty water on the monk who went to help.

Things have developed to the point where they have reached the point where nearly 1,000 monks who went to help each other have disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world, which naturally caused an uproar.

Although most of them are scattered cultivators in order to fight, there are also monks who drag their families and mouths, have their own family sect forces, and it is estimated that there are also disciples of major clans, and even disciples of three families and seven sects like Ying Xuan, who are mixed in.

This is a hornet's nest, there is no lack of power behind these people, if the family elders don't know, it's okay, if they know that they have entered the treacherous stream, they will definitely seek justice.

Even if the ancient battlefield of the treacherous stream is too dangerous, all of a sudden, nearly a thousand monks, none of them survived, and the whole army was wiped out, if there are no ghosts among them, everyone will naturally not believe it.

In recent days, this matter has been spread widely, and some people behind it have secretly exerted force, intending to denounce the treacherous and dry stream, and they immediately bear the brunt of it.

Unexpectedly, after a few days, there were scattered monks, who came out of the treacherous stream one after another, and the number was not much, only about a few dozen.

These people had palpitations on their faces, and they were all ecstatic about escaping, and then these dozens of people rushed to all corners of the Northern Underworld, telling the danger of the ancient battlefield, the yin wind was raging, and many monks couldn't resist it, and they were tragically killed.

In order to compete for the opportunity, many monks have wasted their lives, and do not listen to the command and persuasion of the disciples of the treacherous dry stream, and as soon as they enter the ancient battlefield, they suddenly turn their faces, part ways, go deep into the ancient battlefield, and finally die.

And they were able to get away with saving their lives, all of them followed the pace of the disciples of the treacherous stream at the beginning, and applied a seal at the eye of the yin wind on the ancient battlefield, effectively suppressing the yin wind and escaping.

Afterwards, he went out of the ancient battlefield, and was given a treasure by the treacherous stream, and he couldn't help but be even more grateful to Dade.

Naturally, he is not a fool, and he also knows that there must be a big clan this time, and even the disciples of the three families and seven sects, and they are mixed in, so things naturally can't be done too much.

None of the nearly 1,000 monks survived all of a sudden, and there must be a ghost in the matter.

Therefore, the monks who followed the disciples of the Tricky Stream at the beginning and threatened to help each other, because of the protection of the Tricky Stream, were not devoured by the Yin Spirit and sacrificed alive, but saved their lives.

With the help of the mouths of these monks, the treacherous stream shirked the responsibility completely, not because the treacherous stream was deliberately framed, but because those monks did not know what to do.

The monks who really helped each other, one by one, walked out of the ancient battlefield vigorously, and they were even gifted, which is the attitude of the treacherous stream.

I have to say that this trick of the Tricky Dry Stream is far-sighted, and after the word of mouth of these dozens of monks, many monks who don't know the truth choose to believe in the Tricky Dry Stream, which minimizes the impact.

However, this time, the Strange Dry Stream obviously underestimated the identity of the monks who entered the ancient battlefield, among which there seemed to be many disciples of the three families and seven sects, and for several days, there have been many monks who came out of the Strange Dry Stream, who disappeared inexplicably, suspected of being captured by the big forces, and forced to ask the truth of the ancient battlefield.

An invisible storm seems to be brewing, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

(2017 is coming, thank you for your support to Lao Yu in 2016, thank you! Here, I would like to thank you for your reward! I wish you all 2017 all your wishes come true, all the way to !!) (to be continued.) )