Rumble!

In a cell in the Blackstone Iron Prison, Zhang Debiao and the old madman fought again, and the two of them were separated at the touch of a button, and both staggered back.

The old madman spread his butt on the ground, panting, and hurriedly shook his hand: "Don't fight, don't fight! I'm almost tired!"

Zhang Debiao still felt that his physical strength was abundant, and the middle dantian in the heart still kept providing him with powerful qi and blood, beating and beating, as if the strength in the body was inexhaustible, and he secretly said in his heart: "In the past, where was my opponent of this old madman, every time I was beaten by him to the point that my nose was blue and my face was swollen, this time I was able to beat him to beg for mercy, the middle dantian is really amazing, without this experience, I am afraid that I will not open up the middle dantian in my life, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

Zaid looked at him in disbelief, wondering why he had suddenly become so angry that he had beaten the old madman, a gorilla, to beg for mercy.

"Dead barbarian, I guess I've taken aphrodisiacs these days...... "The Undead Holy Demon Master muttered, continuing to urge the dark magic to erode the Demon Suppression Seal.

Zhang Debiao ignored him, gently spread out his right hand, the tip of his index finger flashed, and a knife qi as thin as a hair swirled and jumped at the tip of his finger, and then more knife qi jumped out from the tips of other fingers, which was also extremely delicate.

Call!

The five sword qi suddenly ignited black flames, like five black thin needles, stabbing and striking in the palm of his hand, making a clear sound.

The old madman and Zaid looked at his palms, the old madman just thought it was amusement, and looked at it with his mouth wide open and stupidly, while the surprise on Zaid's face became more and more unconcealable.

Zhang Debiao's vindictive cultivation, he naturally can't look down on it, although his vindictive spirit is not weak for others, but there is still a difference of 108,000 miles from the Holy Demon Master.

What Zaid is really surprised about is that Zhang Debiao's mastery of vindictiveness and mental power has reached a subtle level!

"When my mastery of the elements and spiritual power reached this level, I was already a ninth-level archmage, and I was nearly eighty years old. "Zaid Holy Magister's eyes flashed, subtlety is a watershed, whether spiritual power and elemental control can be subtle is the key to testing whether a person can truly become a holy magician.

Take Zaid's Death Scythe as an example, the Death Scythe is constructed on the same principle as the Elemental Sword, but it is not the same power, the Elemental Sword relies on a huge amount of spiritual power and the cohesion of magical elements, although it is indestructible, but it is not impregnable.

If you encounter an attack of the intensity of an extraterritorial demon, it will shatter like glass.

And Zayd's Death Scythe is different, the Death Scythe is mixed with spiritual power and a more wonderful structure of the dark element, condensing all kinds of runes and magic arrays, each element is arranged just right, and the power can be said to be not inferior to the legendary weapon, which is the role of the subtle realm.

And more importantly, super-level magic such as forbidden spells can only be cast in a subtle realm, and only the control of one's own spiritual power and elements can control the power that makes the heavens and the earth change color and tremble.

The same is true for cultivating Douqi, but the elements are replaced by Douqi, and the two cultivation systems can be said to have the same end and similarities, so the magician may have a disciple who cultivates Douqi, and the swordsman can also accept an apprentice of a magician.

The formation of such a delicate sword qi in Zhang Debiao's palm showed that he had initially stepped into the threshold of the subtle realm, and it was only a matter of time and cultivation to become an existence like a sword saint, so Zaid would feel shocked.

"A few days ago, this kid was a guy with a very simple head and a very violent life, how could he suddenly reach the subtle realm now?"

In fact, Zhang Debiao didn't know that there was such a realm as cultivating fighting spirit, he had always practiced alone, groped alone, and had no one to guide him. This time the dantian was sealed, and he found another way to open up the dantian in the upper dantian, only to find that when the brute fighting qi ran interactively in the two dantians, there would be a strange tingling sensation in the eyebrows.

With this sting, the mental power turned out to be clearer and more accurate, and it was handy. The center of the eyebrows was originally the window of spiritual power, storing and nourishing the fighting spirit in the center of the eyebrows, this move is absolutely unprecedented, and others are not careful about the center of the eyebrows and the heart, who is so bold as him?

But as a result, the control of spiritual power over fighting qi is also more flexible.

The effect of the dantian in the ventricles is even more significant, and now his heart provides strong qi and blood to all parts of the body, constantly washing the muscles and marrow, and the blood in the body is also constantly purified, so that he always maintains sufficient physical energy. After opening up the middle dantian, the first person who couldn't bear it when fighting with the old madman actually became the crazy old man.

These days, Zhang Debiao beat the old madman several times and beat him convincingly, and now the old madman obeys him, as if he has become his follower, more obedient than Xiao Hei, let him beat whoever he wants, unequivocally.

Of course, there is no fourth person here except Zaid.

Fortunately, Zhang Debiao knew that the old madman was indiscriminate, and he would beat the Holy Demon Master to death if he was not careful, so as long as Zaid didn't provoke him, the barbarian wouldn't let the old madman do it.

Another extremely useful part of the middle dantian is that it has a wonderful resonance with the Titan Victory Victory, which has two functions, on the one hand, it drives away impurities in the body, improves the body, and allows the physical body to evolve in the direction of perfection, and on the other hand, the Infinite Victory Rune strengthens the physical body.

Zhang Debiao found that the use of the fighting spirit of the middle dantian to run the power to win the decisive effect is more outstanding than the upper and lower dantian, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

This is because the middle dantian qi and blood are strong, and the fighting qi is quickly supplied to all parts of the body, and in just a few days, his Titan Buddha can be cultivated to the peak of the fourth layer, and his physical strength is further improved.

"It's a pity, whether it's the middle dantian or the upper dantian, these two dantians can only be used as a guide, and the most fundamental thing in the human body is the lower dantian, even if he fills up the upper and middle dantians, it is only equivalent to half of the cultivation of the lower dantian. ”

Zhang Debiao sighed, stopped figuring out the wonderful use of the upper dantian, turned his head to look at Zayd, and saw that the dark demonic aura around the Holy Demon Master was even stronger, like a big black worm wriggling endlessly, obviously Zayed had also made a lot of progress during this time.

His heart moved, and he said, "Lord Holy Demon Master, why did you come to such a place?"

Zaid obviously knew that there was a powerful extraterritorial demon clan guarding the Blackstone Iron Prison, otherwise he would not have deliberately left a trace of dark magic to break the demon suppression seal of the demon prison guard, but he also took the initiative to run here, obviously not his surname.

When Zaid heard this, the dark demonic qi suddenly stopped wriggling, and said indifferently: "I came here to find something. ”

Zhang Debiao couldn't help but be curious: "What is it?"

Zeid shook his head, closed his eyes, and said no more. After a while, the Holy Demon Master opened his eyes again and couldn't help but say, "Why don't you ask me what I'm looking for?"

Zhang Debiao asked rhetorically, "Will you say it?"

Zeid shook his head again, and couldn't help but say, "You can beat me and force me to tell my secret." ”

Zhang Debiao smiled dumbly and asked, "Will you say anything if you hit you?"

"I won't even say anything if I'm killed!"

Zhang Debiao stretched his waist and said with a smile: "That's why I didn't beat you." Everyone has its secrets in their hearts, you have them, I have them, even the old madmen have them. There are also Xiao Hei and Brother Tai, all of whom have their little secrets. They don't say it, and I won't force it. ”

Zayd was furious and trembling with anger: "Last time, I didn't want to tell you why I was sure to crack the Demon Suppression Seal, why did you beat me again?"

Zhang Debiao disagreed, and said with a smile: "That's not a secret that can't be said, you are a cheap, and you have to be beaten before you can say it, so I have to reluctantly ...... it."

"Shameless excuses, you just want to beat me up!"

Zaid was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, Lao Tzu is a cheap, and it doesn't hurt to tell you this secret." ”

After a pause, Zeid continued: "I came here to find something that originally belonged to our Hades Palace, as well as my mentor! The reason why I know the secrets of the Blackstone Iron Prison is precisely because the mentor left a clue. ”

"My mentor has been studying the Blackstone Iron Prison all his life, and knows that the treasure of my Hades Hall must be hidden in the depths of the Blackstone Iron Prison. The mentor said to me that she was going to the temple of the god king, to get back the thing that belonged to the hall of the king of Hades, and asked me to wait at home for her to come back, and I watched the tutor leave the temple of the god king, and waited for her for more than sixty years, and she never came back......"

Zeyd's expression was gloomy, and he muttered, "At that time, I was young and my cultivation was low, and I kept saying to myself, wait, wait, maybe tomorrow the mentor will come back......"

"Later, I waited until my hair turned gray, I waited until I became a holy demon master, and I also became an elder of the Hades Palace, I finally couldn't wait, so I wanted to come here in person!"

Zeid's eyes were red, his hands clutched at the edge of the bed, his muscles bursting out, and he gasped for air.

Zhang Debiao sighed, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "Don't worry, the old madman and I will support you, since you have come here, you will definitely be able to find your mentor and recover the treasures of your Hades Palace!"

Zeid was silent, and suddenly said, "Why do you want to help me?"

"We are fellow prisoners, we must be united, fraternal, live in harmony, and share weal and beyond! Besides, I really can't be sure of escaping from here alone......

The Holy Demon Master snorted and smiled, "The last sentence is the truth. But the ugly words are ahead, before escaping from here, we are friends who share life and death, Lao Tzu will never put a cold arrow in your back, but after leaving the Black Stone Iron Prison, it is difficult to say, Lao Tzu can stab you in the back, you can also stab Lao Tzu in the back...... It makes me tremble with excitement just thinking about it! What do you think of this proposal?"

"Perverted!" Zhang Debiao muttered, stretched out his big hand and said, "Deal!"

The two slapped each other's palms, and Zhang Debiao smiled and said, "Lord Holy Demon Master, do you have any way to leave this cell?"

"No, unless I wait until my cultivation recovers and breaks the rune formation system in this prison. ”

Zhang Debiao was slightly disappointed in his heart, took out a dragon bone from the space ring, and threw it to Xiao Hei, and the hellhound immediately held the bone and gnawed it, biting it and clumping.

"Compared to the poor food of the three of us, Xiao Hei's treatment is much better. Hey, what are the old madmen doing?"

The crazy old man was crouching on the ground at the moment, his hands were constantly tearing his hair, and a ho-ho sound was coming out of his throat. Zhang Debiao stepped forward and looked down, only to see a pair of patterns painted on the ground, these patterns were disorderly, it seemed to be a martial arts, presumably from the hands of a crazy old man.

Zhang Debiao glanced at those patterns, but didn't pay attention to them, how could he believe what the madman had drawn? Stretching out his foot to erase the patterns, without the interference of these patterns, the old madman returned to normal and hid in the corner of the wall to pretend to be mushrooms.

(To be continued)