"You, you can't go!"

On the chariot on the high platform, Duan Zhengming saw this ghost-like person walking in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were just with a strange expression that seemed to cry and laugh.

When Duan Zhengming's words fell, the more he struggled when a pair of drumsticks in his hands hit the drum.

The moment Duan Yanqing listened to Duan Zhengming's words, he just wanted to retreat some more places and completely stay away from this high-platform chariot.

But before Duan Yanqing could act, Duan Zhengming's drumming sound was like a ring, and between the lightning and flint, this high platform chariot was close by, and there was clearly a flickering iron cage for a while.

This iron cage just trapped Duan Yanqing and Duan Zhengming on the high platform, and Duan Zhengming was still beating the drum.

However, at this time, when Duan Zhengming beat the drum again, all he had on his face was a little happy, even so generous and resolute.

"With such a great determination, is it actually an example?"

Duan Yanqing saw that a prison had been built on the high platform of Zhou, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Although he didn't know why this Zhengming wanted to trap himself here, the various heavy blows on the corpse mountain before still couldn't be forgotten by Duan Yanqing.

He knew very well that his grandmaster certainly had otherworldly powers, but if he was cramped into a narrow realm, even those ordinary people would have thousands of ways to kill him.

"yes!"

"You are so difficult to kill, if you don't set an example, how can you see the slightest hope of killing you?"

The drum beat slowly fell, and along with the drum sound, there was also this sound of Zhengming.

He seemed to be sighing something, and he seemed to be remembering something, and after a while, Duan Zhengming threw away the drumstick in his hand again, and saw Duan Yanqing who looked like a demon in front of him.

"Things shouldn't have developed to this point."

"I discussed with my father and the senior monks of Tianlong Temple to give Dali Guozuo to you for twenty or thirty years."

"When you get tired of sitting in this country when Prince Yanqing arrives, in the years to come, Prince Yanqing, you can become my Dali and become the guardian saint of the Duan clan."

"However, people are not as good as heaven."

"My younger brother is ignorant and dull, and he always thinks that it was Prince Yanqing that you took the Duan family, and this is what it has been derived to the point where it is now."

When Duan Zhengming threw away the drumsticks, he sat cross-legged on the high platform of the chariot, although Duan Yanqing didn't know what kind of back hand Duan Zhengming had, but he felt it clearly, the throbbing feeling in his heart couldn't be faked at all!

He was also trying to find a way to get out of this prison, but the Duan clan seemed to have calculated everything early in the morning, and they had already thought of the worst situation, not to mention that there were hundreds of iron casts in this prison, and each iron grid was the thickness of an adult's arm.

When Duan Yanqing lost his hand, he had already twisted his sword fingers, and he wanted to use that six-vein divine sword to generate invisible sword qi to try to break through this iron barrier.

However, the six-vein divine sword that was like killing chickens and dogs on the battlefield, when it collided with the iron fence at this time, it only left three or five white marks.

Duan Yanqing had already looked up and saw the junction of this iron grate, and he didn't know where Duan had found such a prison from, the junction of this prison was also stubbornly adhered to one place, and the whole body was only one piece, without half a defect.

"Isn't it a little late to talk about these things at this time?"

"Just your brother sent nine urgent reports to Zhuxia, with the idea of killing me completely!"

"Not to mention the kind of means you used before, when you killed me, you didn't necessarily have half of the heart!"

Duan Yanqing couldn't find this flaw in the prison, and when he looked at Duan Zhengming in front of him, there was still a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The iron crutch in his hand is still there, no matter what kind of thoughts Duan Zhengming has, with Zhengang instilling the iron crutch, Duan Yanqing estimates that he can get out of trouble with half a cup of tea.

"At that time, we didn't know that the power of the Grandmaster was so terrifying."

"Things on the battlefield can only be seen on the battlefield, so how can there be any soft-heartedness."

"Prince Yanqing, the Duan clan wants to make a deal with you, I don't know what Prince Yanqing wants?"

Duan Zhengming listened to Duan Yanqing sneer, but slowly shook his head, if there was half hope, he didn't want to die like this.

But if it was true that he couldn't do it, he would really die here today.

"Why should I make a deal with the Duan Clan?"

"You Duan Zhengming is also the crown prince, is it possible that those palm salutes in the palace have not been taught, once disloyal, and there is no reason for life?"

"Dali is a city that is easily snatched by you and others, not to mention your deal, just say that I will not kill all of you, do you think I can really sleep when I sleep at night?"

Duan Yanqing saw Duan Zhengming in front of him, and the iron crutch in his hand was already covered with a layer of red light.

This is Duan Yanqing's true gang covering the iron crutch in his hand, no matter what Duan Zhengming said about breaking the mountain, Duan Yanqing also made up his mind, after getting out of trouble, he had to kill all the people of the Duan clan in the Tianlong Temple in Dali City!

"It's full of gunpowder buried under this machine chariot, and if you hit the prison with an iron crutch, there will be sparks sputtering."

"Not only under the chariot, Prince Yanqing, look down again, see what kind of things are contaminated with the soles of your feet!"

Duan Zhengming saw the red light of the iron crutch in Duan Yanqing's hand, and he also hurriedly spoke.

To be alive, even if it is only to survive, who wants to die like this?

And Duan Yanqing on the other side, after listening to Duan Zhengming's words, the arm that was about to make a move also suddenly froze.

When Duan Yanqing lowered his head, Duan Yanqing did see that the soles of his feet were clearly stained with black particles.

After carefully distinguishing for a moment, Duan Yanqing's face was completely gloomy at this moment.

He already recognized that the black particles on the soles of his feet were clearly the black powder.

As Duan Yanqing's face became gloomy, the demonic martial intent behind him manifested again.

When the demon's martial intent manifested, he stretched out a pair of white bone palms, wanting to break the iron fence in front of him.

However, the demonic martial intent behind Duan Yanqing is only the manifestation of the divine intent after all, even if he can carry something, it is at best just a mysterious and strange martial intent, not a real physical body.

If a real evil ghost appears, there may be some strength to break the iron fence by brute force.

But it's just a martial intent manifestation of evil ghosts, and it is clearly a fool's dream to break such an iron fence.

Seeing that his martial intent was doing a few useless things, Duan Yanqing thought of something again, and turned his head to see the dripping rain fluttering around him.

When he saw the rain, Duan Yanqing's face was gloomy and turned into a sneer again.

"No more bluffing."

"I'm afraid you've realized that you've done such a clever game in vain at this time."

"Use your body as bait, lure me here, and then trap me with such an institution, if it is an ordinary time, I'm afraid your plan will really be a success!"

"However, the heavens are not beautiful, and it rains from the sky, and the black powder under this chariot is probably invalid, right?"

Duan Yanqing sneered at the same time, and then slammed the iron grate in front of him with the iron crutch in his hand, and with Duan Yanqing's movements, a violent roar suddenly came from this small prison.

In just a few breaths, the iron grille was already visibly curved.

The power of the Grandmaster, coupled with Duan Yanqing Zhengang's urging, was so powerful, even if it was such an ingenious mechanism, it was vaguely unbearable at this moment.

On the other side, Duan Zhengming saw Duan Yanqing's movements, but he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head.

There was a look of depression hidden in his eyes, and when he looked back at this time, Duan Zhengming's previous passionate drum sound was probably not to vent a few pleasures in his heart, but to ask how unfair the sky was.

As for Duan Zhengming's demeanor in the back, seeing it now, I'm afraid there are more actors in it.

"Alas......"

In this prison, all that remained in the end was Duan Zhengming's sigh full of unwillingness.

Just as Duan Yanqing said, they have already thought about it, where is there still half room for relaxation between them, the so-called Duan family's conditions are just a little time won for themselves by a greedy person who is afraid of death.

By the time this sigh rang out, the middle section of the chariot had no breath.

After all, Duan Zhengming still didn't want to be killed by Duan Yanqing, but just took advantage of Duan Yanqing's desire to break through this prison, cut off his own heart, and cut himself off from here.

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"Lang Jun, Lang Jun?"

In the atrium mountain, Wang Anshi was stunned when he saw Yuan Sheng beside him, and couldn't help but call Yuan Sheng out loud.

"How?"

With Wang Anshi's soft call, Yuan Sheng's mind was also withdrawn from the white peerless dao soldiers lurking underneath the battlefield.

"Lang Jun, this period of Yanqing has reached such a point of demonization, Lang Jun wants to go out of the mountain and kill such an evil demon?"

Wang Anshi saw Yuan Sheng beside him come back to his senses, and then pointed to the middle of the water mirror Yanqing, and asked Yuan Sheng next to him softly in a worried voice.

"I don't have that in mind."

"How things develop under the mountain has nothing to do with me."

"Duan Yanqing is doing such demonic things, but he is the forerunner on this martial arts road after all."

"He walked out of his own martial arts path, and he could do whatever he wanted, and I was just a Qing cultivator on the mountain, but I wouldn't interfere with half a point?"

Yuan Sheng listened to Wang Anshi's question, but he just shook his head.

Or after getting along with Wang Anshi for a long time, Wang Anshi was less in awe of Yuan Sheng before.

Obviously, Wang Anshi also knew that Yuan Sheng in front of him was also the one who would do whatever it took to achieve his goals, but Wang Anshi couldn't help but often pin his sacred hopes for the immortal Buddha in his heart on Yuan Sheng.

"What about Yanqing?"

Wang Anshi listened to Yuan Sheng's refusal words, and then looked at the middle of the water mirror, Duan Yanqing, and his face couldn't help but show a little more melancholy.

"And let him go, Duan Yanqing's blood refining demon skill is indeed harming the heavens and harmony."

"But what does it have to do with me?"

"What I can see is that Duan Yanqing is using this blood refining demon skill to forge his own sect master physique."

Yuan Sheng shook his head, he watched a good show, and at the same time, he also focused part of his attention on Duan Yanqing.

He saw it better than others, as Duan Yanqing's blood refining demon skill cultivation deepened more and more, Duan Yanqing's true gang had already derived all kinds of strange and special changes.

"This ......"

Wang Anshi listened to Yuan Sheng's words, and it was a little difficult to accept for a while.

It can be seen that Yuan Sheng is only looking at something that others don't seem to see, and then thinking about some things that are not there, Wang Anshi just sighed as long as that Zhengming after all.

Yuan Sheng knew the character of the man next to him, and said that he would go into the mountains to cultivate, but how could he really change so quickly for a person like Wang Anshi, who was used to worrying?

"Duan Yanqing has opened nearly one hundred and fifty major apertures, and according to the Grandmaster's thirty-six acupoints, Duan Yanqing is about to become a Grandmaster Fivefold Realm."

"However, compared to Duan Yanqing's strength, I would like to see what the so-called grandmaster's physique is!"

"Others can't see it clearly, but when I was controlling Bai Jue, I saw Duan Yanqing refining his Gang Qi with Blood Refining Demon Skills, and some of that blood qi poured into Duan Yanqing's blood and even bone marrow."

"In the realm of a grandmaster, should you cultivate a grandmaster physique?"

Yuan Sheng looked at the movements of Yanqing in the middle of the water mirror, and then thought about the physical problem of the grandmaster realm.

Duan Yanqing and Xiao Yuanshan both thought of it, and felt that the grandmaster had to have a strong physique in order to carry his own true gang.

Yuan Sheng can't say that he is interested in this, he can only say that he has great expectations.

After all, the worst thing about Chakra's cultivation method is nothing more than the problem of one's own physique, and even the existence of the six realms, the strength of the body is not that tough.

Yuan Sheng always knew that his physique was his weakness, even if he clearly mastered Lei Ying's method of exercising his physique.

It can be seen that after Duan Yanqing's blood refining magic skills, Yuan Sheng had some new ideas in his mind.

"Qi and blood feed back the bone marrow, the bone marrow is strong and the qi and blood are strong, and then the muscles and bones, the body, and the skin ......"

"If there is a martial art that can directly practice strong qi and blood, so as to feed back the bone marrow, and then fill the whole body with blood from the bone marrow, is it a different martial arts path from today?"

"External power!"

"I also saw Xiao Yuanshan practicing Shaolin's Vajra is not bad magic skill, in my opinion, when Xiao Yuanshan practiced King Kong not bad magic skill, he was swallowing the energy in the mountain, and then cooperating with his own internal force to make his cells more tenacious."

"But the metabolism of cells happens all the time, which also means that the cultivation of Vajra is not bad, and it is basically at the point where you don't advance or retreat."

"I also saw the golden bell jar from the Great Song Dynasty Library Pavilion, and the iron cloth shirt is first-class."

"But whether it's a golden bell jar or an iron cloth shirt, it's just a combination of drugs to temper the toughness of your own skin and flesh."

"In a sense, it's normal for external skills to be looked down upon by internal martial arts."

"After all, if you don't practice external skills, you won't talk about retreating, and you will basically suffer so much pain when you practice external skills."

"The iron sand palm needs to be constantly tempered in the hot iron sand, and the iron cloth shirt is worn with a cloth shirt soaked in potion to promote the body's absorption of the drug through external force."

"Without exception, these methods basically only involve the surface and never touch the roots."

"Duan Yanqing's Blood Refining Demon Skill has provided me with a good idea."

"External strength, maybe not to quench the skin and body, but to quench the blood first, the bone marrow is!"

"Blood, bone marrow, ......"

"In the Shaolin Temple, there seems to be a martial art that cleanses the bone marrow?"

When Yuan Sheng's thoughts were tumbling in his mind, he turned his head again and looked in another direction.

In Yuan Sheng's eyes, he clearly saw a young monk heading towards the South Mountain from outside the mountain.

If this monk was just an ordinary monk, he would naturally not be able to attract Yuan Sheng's gaze.

But when the golden light in Yuan Sheng's eyes was fleeting, he could clearly see that this young monk was terrifying, not to mention that the bone marrow in his body was clearly dignified and strong in Yuan Sheng's eyes.

It seems that this person has already practiced according to the martial arts that Yuan Sheng had just thought of?

(End of chapter)