"I'm so tired......"

Yang Ji gasped heavily, stared at the ground, his knees weakened, his strength was exhausted, and he fell to his knees. A rustling sensation came from under his knees, and the ground was covered with dense grass.

"Where is this?"

Yang Ji sat down on the ground and looked around. The surroundings are a completely unfamiliar scene, surrounded by reckless mountains, high and low, and uninhabited.

Behind him, there were countless fallen trees, crisscrossing one by one, like a hurricane passing through.

-- It's a place I've never been to before.

Yang Ji only paid attention to the tyranny in Xuan Xuan's heart, and didn't notice where he had gone at all.

"It shouldn't be Langya County. ”

Yang Ji sat on the ground and suddenly noticed a clump of purple grass blooming not far away. I picked it up, put it on my nose and smelled it, it had a fragrance.

"There is no such plant in Langya County. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart. He was also familiar with Langya County, although he had not been to every place, but the vegetation and soil of most of the area were known at a glance.

This purple grass seems to grow in a soil that has special requirements, and Yang Ji has never seen it in Langya County.

"If you come, you will be safe. It's better to restore the strength first. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Yang Ji remembered that when he broke out of the ground and left the Demon Suppression Array, time was still the sun. But at this time, it was already twilight behind the scenes, and a round of sunset was hanging high in the west, and it was not far from dark.

Rumble!

Yang Ji sank down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to destroy Xiao Zhou Tian in his body, absorbing the endless source of vitality in Zhou Tian.

Airplanes!

A breeze blew across the top of the mountain, and the white mist around Yang Ji became thicker and thicker. At the beginning, it was only limited to a few feet around Yang Ji's body. Later, it directly expanded to a distance of hundreds of zhang, forming a huge sea of fog.

All of these mist are the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

The energy in Yang Ji's pen has been completely consumed, and none of the small sage words in the Book of Confucianism exists, and now he can only recover his energy in this way.

Yang Jipan sat in the sea of fog, as if an old monk was in a state of mind, constantly absorbing the mist from all directions of heaven and earth. Yang Ji reached the fifth level of martial arts. After the formation of Xiao Zhoutian in the body, it is no longer limited to form.

At any time, as long as Xiao Zhou Tian is destroyed, he can attract the vitality of heaven and earth from heaven and earth.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ji felt that the blood and qi energy in his body had recovered by almost one-tenth, and he opened his eyes from the meditation.

"The amount of energy absorbed in this way is still limited and it takes a lot of time. That's all for today. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Ji checked his body. Inside the body, in the seven meridians and eight veins, those violent and unruly essence and blood energy finally settled down. But it almost made a mess of Yang Ji's body. It is inevitable to spend time repairing and channeling in the future.

In addition, Yang Ji also found that because his realm was not enough, he could not control the energy of the Great Asura essence blood. The energy of these great assura essence blood could not be completely absorbed, and a large amount of great asura essence blood energy was fused into one's flesh and cells.

And his cultivation is still at the realm of the sixfold peak of martial arts. The imaginary realm skyrocketed and did not appear.

But the benefits are not without it.

The essence blood that was detonated was scattered to the limbs and bones, and after fusing with the flesh and blood and cells of the whole body, there was an unexpected harvest.

That is Yang Ji's body, because of the transformation of these quasi-saint-level essence blood, the dense process of flesh and blood. and the tenacity of the body.

This also led Yang Ji to the realm of martial arts generals, and possessed the body of the sevenfold martial arts sect. And it's even more powerful than most of the Martial Sects.

This is simply a miracle in the martial arts world, and it is unique!

"Bell!"

Yang Ji suddenly pulled out the flying sword on his back, the sword body was flat, the index finger of his right hand stretched out, and he knocked on the sword with the back of his finger. There was a sound of metal and iron clashing, as if it weren't flesh and metal colliding. Rather, it's two pieces of metal.

"Hahaha, really!"

Yang Ji listened to this voice in his ears, and his heart was extremely happy.

The body of the Martial Sect, this is the biggest advantage of the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan. Also almost all the merits of the martial arts. Below the sixfold martial arts, even if you try your best, you can't hurt a martial sect.

And flying swords below the sixth grade. On Wu Zong's body, he couldn't even cut a piece of skin. When Yang Ji first met the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan, he didn't even dare to fight, so he just fled.

Because all the means are just scratching the boots for the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan. So much so that Yang Ji had to try his best to find a six-rank martial general-level sword.

However, even so, the six-level sword weapon can only cut them, which is slightly threatening, and cannot cause heavy, piercing damage.

The only thing that Yang Ji has that potential is just a "bloodthirsty sword". It's a pity that Yang Ji's realm is not enough, and he can't exert his power even if he takes the sword.

However, now, feng shui takes turns, and Yang Ji actually has the body of a martial artist!

Swish!

Without the slightest warning, Yang Ji suddenly held the sword in his left hand, and slashed at his right arm with a fierce swing of the sword, and with a steely sound, the flying sword in his left hand bounced high, leaving only a faint, five or six inches long white mark on Yang Ji's right arm.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji was stunned, looked at this shallow white mark, and suddenly raised his head excitedly and laughed:

"The body of the martial sect, the body of the martial sect...... Unexpectedly, I actually have the body of a martial sect!"

Yang Ji was finally convinced that he truly possessed the body of an invulnerable martial artist. Although he was so messed up by the Great Asura, the energy of his essence and blood was not utilized, and the realm did not break through to the realm of the Martial Sect.

But it's not a big deal. In the future, he absorbed the remaining essence and blood energy in the blood cells of his body, condensed the essence blood copper furnace, and reached the seventh level of martial arts.

The most important thing is that he actually has the body of the Martial Sect that countless martial artists dream of one step ahead!

From now on, flying swords below the sixth rank of martial arts are no longer a threat to themselves. The advantages of the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan over themselves have been completely erased by themselves.

From then on, in the face of these two old enemies, he really raised his eyebrows!

"Groan!-"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed. Suddenly, he jumped up from the ground excitedly, and let out an earth-shattering roar from his back, and the whistling sound was rolling, like a dragon's roar, which lasted for a long time in the mountains and forests!

This adventure is finally worth the money. And he also succeeded in getting through his father's trial!

"It will be dark in a few moments. Find a place to spend the night and have a bite to eat. ”

Yang Ji reined in his thoughts. glanced at the Quartet, and said secretly in his heart.

Langya County has the Yellow Fang Fleet of the Imperial Court dispatched, and after sealing the space-time vortex, it is just around the corner to put down this underworld catastrophe.

The top priority is still yourself. Tortured all the way, Yang Ji's body was exhausted, exhausted, and the whole person was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

Swish!

Yang Ji parted the grass at his feet and galloped along a trail downhill. Just a moment. Yang Ji could see clearly that there were several elk on the opposite mountain.

No surprises, this is my dinner tonight.

Two sweeps of light and shadow flew by, and Yang Ji stepped on the grass and shrubs and galloped away. When I passed a large stone lying on a cow across the mountains, suddenly, an indescribable feeling came to my heart.

Yang Ji frowned and tiptoed. It came to an abrupt end on the bare lying cow stone in the grass.

"It's ......"

Yang Ji had a thoughtful look, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a Sichuan shape. Think for a moment. Yang Ji's legs and knees bent and flicked, like springs shot out, dozens of feet later, a section of the tree branch stretched out when it landed, and his feet swayed with the branch.

Yang Ji tilted his head slightly, feeling it in the wind. After a moment of hesitation. Flicking his legs on the gray and black branches, he leaped forward again, flying high like a mountain deer, and cutting a graceful arc in the air. Then it landed on the Lying Cow Stone at the bottom of the mountain.

"What's going on?"

Yang Ji carefully compared, and finally raised his head, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he was searching for something. Just now, he felt a special power in the air of this mountain wilderness.

This power is formless, but it has the power to calm the blood of the Great Asura in Yang Ji's body.

Although Yang Ji kept venting, running, and hitting trees, this way of channeling and channeling controlled the desire to kill in his heart. But this is not to say that the crisis is completely resolved.

The Great Asura is the king of battle, and has the level of a quasi-saint, and the realm is far beyond Yang Ji. Yang Ji obtained the most precious essence blood in his body, and the essence blood energy fused with his own flesh and blood, and at the same time devoured his spiritual energy, which was equivalent to inheriting the manic, tyrannical, and killing will of the Great Asura, as well as the instinct to thirst for battle.

Yang Ji's acceptance of the power of the Great Asura is equivalent to accepting these wills and instincts and becoming a part of himself.

This is also the reason why Yang Ji is in a mania and can't resist the tempting voice in his head. Because it was not from the temptation of the Great Asura at all, but from the dark and negative desires that Yang Ji's own inner ascension was aroused.

That's Yang Ji's own desires!

After Yang Ji vented, these desires, wills, and instincts were temporarily suppressed, rather than completely disappearing.

There was only one chance, and Yang Ji was worried that he would fall into that berserk, out of control, and tyrannical state again. But just now, Yang Ji suddenly felt that the rage, killing, and tyranny in the depths of these bloodlines had become extremely peaceful.

It feels like a butcher who suddenly puts down his butcher's knife and becomes a kind old man. All negative feelings are completely gone.

So much so that for a moment, Yang Ji thought that these wills and instincts of the Great Asura had really disappeared, until Yang Ji shot back and jumped onto the branch.

Yang Ji was very sure that there was a special force in the air around here, which could affect the blood of the Asura, making it extremely peaceful, like a tamed wild horse.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Ji said secretly, and a strong curiosity suddenly appeared in his heart. The Great Asura is a quasi-saint, and he is only half a step away from the martial saint.

At the beginning, his father refined his body, and only one head and one arm remained. He used a martial arts level divine weapon to behead his wreckage, and it was so difficult to deal with. The power of the Great Asura can be imagined.

But it is incredible that this power can actually dissolve the anger of the Great Asura.

"Bang!"

Yang Ji stepped on the Lying Niu Stone with both feet, easily rose vertically, folded over, and immediately fell to a treetop a few feet away. After pondering for a moment, Yang Ji immediately stepped on the treetops and fled with the peaceful power in the air. (To be continued......)