After refining the liver of the xenomorph toad, Fang Ping, who had broken through to the eighth transformation of the Heaven and Man Realm, once broke through to the eighth transformation of the Heaven and Man Realm.

In other words, the flesh and blood liver of this xenomorph toad had allowed him to break through to two small realms, if he cultivated normally, it would be impossible for Fang Ping to break through to the eighth transformation of the Heavenly and Human Realm so quickly!

This is still different from person to person, Fang Ping's background is strong, and the resources required to break through are many times that of martial artists of the same level, if he is replaced by other innate martial artists of the sixth transformation of the Heavenly and Human Realm who have eaten the flesh and blood of this whole xenomorph toad, even if he can't break through to the Divine Hidden Realm, he can go straight to the peak of the ninth transformation of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

But if it is a normal innate martial artist, if you give him a year, he will not be able to digest the flesh and blood of a whole xenomorph toad.

Fang sat quietly on the ground, his consciousness wandering in the spiritual world that had opened up in his body.

It was pitch black, foggy, and the light that was dotted with stars, like gravel fireflies, was Fang Ping's spiritual power, and he concentrated his will to gather these spiritual powers scattered in the world of Zhihai and extend them to the outside of the physical body.

But failed.

The physical body is like a harbor that can shelter from the wind and rain, and under Fang Ping's repeated urging, the spiritual power in his sea is unwilling to break away from the protection of the physical body, as if it will turn into nothingness as soon as it comes into contact with the outside world.

"Let's get out of here first." Fang Ping gave up the exploration of spiritual power, got up and left this place.

After a while, back above the canyon crack, Fang Ping stretched his muscles and bones, enjoying the long-lost sunshine with his face facing the sky.

Clenched his fists, feeling the infinite energy reverberating in the hundreds of limbs, Fang Ping became more and more excited, this harvest, he had been cultivating for a year, or even longer, from this moment on, as long as it was not an innate powerhouse at the level of the Divine Treasure Realm, no one in the Heaven and Human Realm realm could threaten him, not even the children of the family with the bloodline of the family.

Confirming the next direction, Fang Ping's figure ran wildly and disappeared in place like thunder and lightning, and the scene along the way quickly retreated behind him. 、

Half a day later.

Fang Ping's body was stunned and saw a corpse, the corpse's face was blurred and rotted, its body had also been eaten by something, as if it had been corroded, there was no good meat on his body, and the blood that flowed out was black, but Fang Ping still recognized it, it was a cold young man who was driven away by him with the green-robed old woman.

"He is also a cultivator of the seventh change in the realm of heaven and man, how could he end up like this?" The moment Fang Ping was suspicious, the corpse on the ground squirmed, and the heart exposed in the air was also activated, pounding and vigorous, beating with black green tendons, an evil aura that rushed straight to the dome, and the wind and clouds descended under this sky.

Fang Ping immediately retreated to a place a hundred meters away, opened the distance, and fixed his eyes, his body was incomplete, his whole body was rotten, and the cold young man with an eyeball still stuck to his cheek stood upright.

"Hehe!"

There was a strange cry that tore through the eardrums in his throat, and the cold young man driven by a certain force pounced on Fang Ping with a shawl, and in an instant, he reached Fang Ping, and his right hand reached out and grabbed Fang Ping's body, and his nails increased by more than a foot, glowing with a cold metallic luster, as sharp as a long sword.

"Weird!"

Fang Ping was awe-inspiring, a ruthless young man who had changed the seventh transformation of the Heavenly and Human Realm, when he was alive, he was not his opponent at all.

Now that Fang Ping has broken through to the eighth change of the Heaven and Human Realm, his strength has been turned upside down compared to more than a month ago, and the ruthless youth is even more unlikely to be his opponent, but the cold youth whose body is driven by a certain force has brought Fang Ping a strong, extreme threat.

Turtle Breath Yuan Jia!

In the face of this strange change, Fang Ping didn't dare to take it lightly at all, his body instinctively breathed in, running the transcendent "Turtle Breath Breath Absorption Technique" to enter the Holy Realm, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in all directions was excited, and the vast ocean was confined outside the body of the cold young man, restraining the other party for a moment.

And in this fleeting confinement, Fang Ping was wrapped from head to toe by the azure and magnificent, sparkling "Turtle Breath Yuan Jia".

I could see that the depths of the cold youth's rotten flesh and bones were filled with wisps of black substance, driven by this ominous black substance, the cold young man burst out with a power far beyond that before he was born, and only in an instant he broke free from the confinement of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the five nails were like the strokes of a spear, tearing five cracks more than two inches deep on the turtle breath Yuan armor outside Fang Ping's body.

Fang Ping's heart beat violently, and he repelled the ruthless young man with one punch, he looked down at the crack that was healing rapidly outside the Turtle Breath Yuan Armor, a little frightened, with the improvement of the realm, the defense of the Turtle Breath Yuan Armor was also rising, Fang Ping firmly believed that it was the innate powerhouse of the ninth change of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and he couldn't break through the defense of the Turtle Breath Yuan Armor with all his strength.

But the ruthless young man just grabbed it, and he drew five cracks outside the turtle breath yuan armor, and if it was a little deeper, it might leave a wound outside Fang Ping's body.

"What the hell is going on......

"Has he been demonized by the hoodoo in this no-man's land?"

Fang Ping still knew, thinking that when he went to the ruins of Wuluozong, he entered the no-man's land outside the state capital and county, according to the description of Li Xuan, who was traveling with him at the time, there were many mysterious things in the no-man's land, and after encountering it, he could only escape.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping couldn't take his eyes off the ominous aura that seeped from under the rotting corpse of the ruthless young man, the kind of evil ominous charm that was out of the human realm, just like the demon.

"Kill...... Blood....... ”

In the throat of the cold young man, words suddenly came out vaguely, I don't know if he retained part of his consciousness before his death, or if he was driven by the ominous breath in his body, anyway, he regarded Fang Ping as a prey, like blood and food, and his body jumped to cut through the air, like a demon killing Fang Ping.

The power is amazing! The innate martial artists of the ninth transformation of the Heavenly and Human Realm cannot be matched! But he only relied on instinct to fight, and there was no true qi internal force to mobilize, Fang Ping was wearing the "Turtle Breath Yuan Armor", and after a while, he gradually figured out the strength of the other party, and then no longer hesitated, and went all out to suppress the cold young man who was driven by the strange and ominous.

Bang la blah

The golden true blood was revived, deafening, and the momentum of the river rushed in the veins of Fangping, and the life energy radiated was infinitely vast, strong and fierce, and after it came out of the body, it turned into a round of qi and blood with a diameter of more than three zhang.

The cold young man froze his body, and the ominous aura hidden in the depths of his rotting flesh and bones was swept by the scorching waves of qi and blood, and evaporated into wisps of black gas with restraint.

"Oh? The essence of my qi and blood vision comes from the golden true blood in my body. As the saying goes: If the qi and blood are strong, all evils will be avoided, and the demons will not invade, and the ominous material breath in his body is just controlled by my golden true blood pressure. Fang Ping smiled knowingly, and further activated the golden true blood in his veins, and the golden qi and blood sun floating above his head lit up a radius of dozens of miles.

The cold young man screamed, his muscles twisted, his muscles swelled, and he pounced on Fang Ping with an increase in combat power.

"Demons! How can it match my brilliant avenue! Fang Ping snorted angrily, and after dragging into the state of true blood, his body, which was more than a zhang tall and dotted with golden war patterns, smashed out with a punch.

Outside the thick arm, the muscular blood vessels protrude straight up!

The dazzling fist print, carrying the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, Fang Ping is also blessed to the operation of the soul to raise the furnace, with the body as the furnace, the incarnation of the flesh and blood furnace, the ancient Ding vision rising outside the body, three legs and two ears, mysterious and hazy, the internal imprint of the knife artistic conception, the artistic conception of boxing, the artistic conception of fingering, the artistic conception of palming, the artistic conception of boxing.

Five kinds of martial arts artistic conception, based on the artistic conception of the sword and the artistic conception of the sword, are attached to Fang Ping's one move and one style, one punch and one kick, and it is like a collection of ten thousand laws.

Bang Long!

The cold young man was thrown out again and again, but he was just a corpse, and after flying out again, half of his body was beaten to pieces by the cold young man, and his body swelled sharply by the ominous and strange power in his body, and one by one the pitch-black bone spurs grew out from under his rotten and sparse skin, and his ten fingers were also twisted into the shape of chicken claws.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A violent and sharp roar fell, and the cold youth's back cracked, unfurling a pair of five or six meters long, disgusting as bat's wings, flowing with sticky black blood, and covered with strange veins.

"Kill ......"

The cold young man who had completely lost his human signs had a great increase in strength, and the flesh wings behind him vibrated and rose into the air, swooping down, and his ten fingers were like knives tearing towards Fang Ping.

"The source of power is the weird and ominous in his body, and this power must be wiped out in order to kill him, and if the weird and ominous power in his body is not wiped out, this battle will be endless." Fang Ping had an insight into the world at a glance, but it was a little difficult to do it, the ruthless youth after the transformation, in terms of strength and speed, had skyrocketed a lot.

The most important thing is that that pair of meat wings also provided the cold young man with the ability to fly, allowing him to be condescending and attack Fang Ping freely.

Whew

Fang Ping took a big breath, imagining himself as a giant turtle beast that dominated the ocean, breathing and breathing caused flying sand and rocks, the turbulence of the mountains and tsunamis, and the blowing wind on the body of the person could tear people apart, slapping on the body of the cold young man layer upon layer, more or less affecting it in the air.

The Heaven and Earth Vitality covered under this sky then boiled, shaped like a desolate mountain, and with a roar, it pressed on the top of the cold young man's head, causing it to fall sharply into the ground!

"Here comes the sword!"

Fang Ping drank for a long time, and the innate Xuan soldiers in the sword box came out, rushed out of the sword box, and fell into the hands of the master, and the blood lines extending from the hilt pierced into Fang Ping's blood vessels, and after devouring a large amount of life force, outside the shark-toothed sword body, two vertical pupil eyeballs flowing with red blood stains were opened in turn.

Holding the innate Xuan Soldier in his hand, Fang Ping swept out with a sword, and the sword qi rolled like a dragon, cutting off the flesh wing on the left side of the ruthless young man across dozens of meters away.

"Roar!"

The cold young man's eyes were red, and he looked at Fang Ping with extreme resentment, the broken flesh wings, the flesh and bones were wriggling, and they were about to grow back.

How could Fang Ping give him a chance, with the burning sky and boiling the sea of qi and blood above his head, he cut off the flesh wing on the right side of the ruthless young man with a sword, which was not enough to cause any fatal damage to the ruthless youth.

Boom, boom, boom

Fang Ping pushed the power of the golden true blood to the extreme, relying on the fiery power of the supreme yang contained in the great sun of qi and blood, incinerating the twisted and rotting body of the ruthless youth.

It can be seen that the ominous and strange power hidden in the depths of the cold young man's body is evaporating sharply.

The air came into contact with the strange force that had evaporated into a jet-black gas, and there was a popping and eroding sound.

The cold young man still wanted to resist, and Fang Ping cut off his head and limbs with a few swords.

Time passed minute by minute, Fang Ping was also a little tired, but fortunately, the strange and ominous power that was lodged in the cold young man's body was purified and there was not much left.

After a while, it was all over.

Without the hostel of strange and ominous powers, the corpse of the cold young man withered and turned into a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.

"Where's the old witch with him?" Fang Ping looked at the empty and barren wasteland, and disappeared in place in great strides.

A few days later, in front of a small mountain village on the edge of Tianbao Mansion, Fang Ping frowned and looked at the purgatory-like scene on earth.

In the small mountain village, there are rivers of blood, mountains of corpses, and hundreds of corpses of villagers, who are extremely tragically piled together, have one thing in common, that is, they have been hollowed out.

"Could this be the good thing that the old witch did?" Fang Ping suspected that the purple-robed old woman was also contaminated with ominous and strange powers, and then wandered to this small mountain village to kill, it was not impossible that there was no such possibility, the corpses in the village were all taken out of their internal organs, and their intestines flowed all over the ground, this is not something that normal people can do, it is no different from demons.

A fire, Fang Ping burned down the village, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good, or the corpses of hundreds of villagers will be eaten by wild beasts, and after doing this, he left without looking back.

The young man left with his front feet, and on the mountain road more than ten miles away from the mountain village, a figure looked back.

This is a woman with a whole body that is not an inch, her skin is smooth and crystal delicate, her face is fragrant, but there is a wrinkled membrane outside the skin, like the molt left by a snake when it sheds its skin.

"Who did that?" The woman muttered, and didn't think much about it, she was eroded by some kind of force in the mist, and she struggled for a long time in the chaos of life and death, but she actually rejuvenated, and her strength increased greatly, as if she had become another life form, and instinct drove her to break into the mountain village and eat the internal organs of hundreds of villagers.

But that wasn't enough, she was still hungry!

Now she just wants to find something to satisfy her appetite.

……

A month later, on this day at the beginning of November of the thirty-fifth year of the Divine Sect, Fang Ping was in the dust, day and night, and finally walked into the Ten Thousand Killing Towers standing in the barren mountains outside the Guangling Mansion.

"Sharktooth-sama." The old man shouted respectfully.

"Yes." Fang Ping handed over the cloth bag containing Xue Vi's head, which was preserved with lime powder, and there was no trace of decay on the skull.

The old man checked the authenticity, took out a pen and paper and recorded:

At the beginning of November of the thirty-fifth year of Shenzong, the earth-level killer shark tooth completed a killing-level task, assassinated the greedy wolf Xue Viper, and rewarded a life soul flower.

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