Chapter 169: One Punch Is Not Enough, What About Ten Million Punches?
Every martial artist is an existence against the sky, because they do not obey the laws of heaven and earth, they are unwilling to accept the fate of turning into dry bones in just a hundred years, and they want to snatch more time from reincarnation, make themselves immortal, and make themselves as immortal as the sun and the moon, and to achieve this process, one thing must be done, that is, cultivation!
Before the martial artist cultivates the true qi, the physical body is still a mundane thing, and it will decay in just a few decades, but now that the true qi is cultivated, under the stimulation of energy, even if it is more than half a hundred years old, it can also walk like a fly, and the martial artist at this time can live up to a hundred years old. Breaking through the realm of the day after tomorrow and experiencing the first marrow washing and cutting scriptures, Shouyuan immediately doubled, and every time he broke through to a stage, Shouyuan would grow accordingly, and when he broke through to the peak of the day after tomorrow, it was not too much of a problem to live for three or four hundred years.
Mengjiao is based on the immortal golden body, and he uses the earth's vitality to practice day and night, and later after the baptism of Huolin's blood, Shou Yuan far exceeds the average martial artist of the same level, and his life span of five hundred years is by no means a lie!
Shou Yuan was ethereal, he couldn't touch it, but he could vaguely perceive that after making a decision, Mengjiao no longer hesitated, his fists swung forward violently, the originally black hair on his temples suddenly appeared a little bit white, and there seemed to be a mysterious liliang in his body, allowing him to punch and punch without hindrance, that was the liliang that Shou Yuan was turning into was fighting, and that was his life singing!
Twenty million, twenty-five million, thirty million!
As if sensing the changes in Mengjiao, the spiritual origin bead in the sea of consciousness that was dim also began to tremble. There were faint signs of recovery, and the black stone in the spiritual energy wrap. Hundreds of millions of points of light appeared on the surface, and bursts of shouts of killing came from inside. This is the trick of killing in vain, the remnants of the captured soldiers of the Six Kingdoms, and the unyielding military souls of the soldiers of the Qin State, they are the medium of sprinkling beans into soldiers and killing the dynasty, and now they feel that the master is fighting to the death, and immediately rioted, and the only remaining consciousness in their consciousness makes them unwilling to be lonely and want to rush out. Experiencing the bloody storm again, for the military soul, even if it is death, the fighting spirit will not be weakened in the slightest!
"If the skin does not exist, the hair will be attached. Since you have such determination, then burn everything and fight with me to the end!" Feeling the changes in the sea of consciousness, a trace of essence flashed in Mengjiao's eyes, without any hesitation. A mobilization order was issued, and if he died in battle, then these military spirits would also be wiped out, if he could break the catastrophe. If you want the soul of the army in the future, you can collect it yourself. No matter how good the thing is, it is better to hide it and not to have it. He understands this!
Receiving Mengjiao's thoughts, all the military spirits burst out with a powerful fighting spirit. From an imperceptible point of light, to the appearance before death. One by one, their armor was tattered and their blades were broken. Some even have their heads, but they are all high-spirited, and the milky white flame is ignited from under their feet, this is the fire of the soul, which can sacrifice the soul in exchange for energy, millions of military souls, sacrifice themselves at the same time, and the energy generated, even if it is an innate martial artist, must be sideways for this.
Now that I am in danger, even the soul of the army has been sacrificed, do you still want to remain silent?"
At the same time, a gap opened on the surface of the black stone, and a point of light flew out, and before it could move, it was wrapped in the huge energy that had been waiting for a long time, and it was directly suppressed, and it was completely wiped out in three or two clicks, so the second point of light flew out immediately......
"Absorbing Zuo Lengzen obsession, all the origin is gone, there is no supernatural power inheritance, the remaining spirit has now been purified, and the recovery progress is three hundred and eighths, and one hundred and five obsessions are still needed to restore the complete form. โ
"Absorbing the Blood Knife Ancestor Obsession, all the origins have been destroyed, there is no supernatural power to inherit, the remaining spirit has now been purified, and the recovery progress is four hundred-eighths, and one hundred and four obsessions are still needed to restore the complete form. โ
"Absorbing Tian Boguang's obsession, all the origins have been destroyed, there is no supernatural power inheritance, the remaining spirit has now been purified, and the recovery progress is five hundred-eighths, and one hundred and three obsessions are still needed to restore the complete form. โ
It wasn't until the energy of the military soul was exhausted that the gap in the surface of the black stone was slowly closed, during which Mengjiao strangled a total of eighty-five people obsession, they were all Pu appeared, and before they had time to react, they were wrapped in powerful energy, and then they were slowly refined, and they didn't even have a chance to resist.
Even the possibility of getting supernatural powers, such an opportunity was abandoned, Mengjiao's income was naturally good, and the obsession of the eighty-five martial artists not only restored his spiritual origin state to the peak, but also broke through the bottleneck of the past, so that the realm reached the innate peak in one breath, more than a thousand times stronger than before. The spirit is weak, even if it separates the infinite fist shadow, there is no way to manipulate it perfectly, and it is even possible that when Zuihou merges into one, there will be a big explosion, bury himself first, and kill so many obsessions in a row, it is complicated to say, but in fact, it only took a few breaths, but after taking a breath, his whole person's mental outlook has been completely renewed.
"Abandon the powerful energy, but elevate the spirit and continue to burn your longevity. Only by breaking through the cauldron can I break through myself, Demon Night, thank you for letting me see my own shortcomings, I hesitated, it is indeed not the emotion that a warrior should have!"
Now that the hardware is qualified, Mengjiao no longer hesitates, his shoulders trembled, his fists punched forward again, and the moment his fist was launched, the hair on his temples completely turned snow-white, but his eyes were unwavering, and as time passed, the cold light in his eyes flickered, which was countless times colder than before the battle in the demon night. Find the shortcomings in the battle, and then quickly make up for it, ordinary warriors are because they think too much, so they will be fascinated by the sophistication of people, if he can really not die this time, he will definitely become a strong man with a heart like a rock and is not moved by external objects!
Thirty-five million, thirty-eight million, thirty-nine million, thirty-nine million, thirty-nine million!
The more fist shadows, the greater the pressure on the body, the left and right fists. Each of them endured nearly 40 million fist shadows, which made Meng Jiao sweat all over. At this time, he. It has turned into a stick of incense, and it is constantly burning. And what has turned to ashes is none other than the Shouyuan that everyone cherishes! Most of the 500-year-old Shouyuan has been consumed, and it is still far from the goal.
"I have been dependent on my grandfather since I was a child, and since I can remember, I have been full of longing for the martial arts. First of all, the black stone was able to wash the marrow and cut the scriptures, and he had roots and bones that ordinary people could not match, and then there were countless innate martial artists who were obsessed with teaching in person. The achievements are limitless! From this future, how can I fall!" Meng Jiao's eyes were full of essence, and every time he spit out a word, the hair on his forehead would turn white, and his fists would also use this to shoot out thousands of phantoms, although it was far inferior to before, and that one breath hit hundreds of thousands of millions of punches, but it was still an improvement.
"Being used by calculations. That's my cultivation, I can't complain about others, just wait for my strength to improve in the future, and I will go back and raise my eyebrows. Grandpa's dead soul was put into the Black Stone. It was my negligence to not resurrect him, if I could not give him a good life for a few days. I will return to the loess, how can I be willing in my heart!" Mengjiao's voice became louder and louder. He was introspecting himself, reminiscing about the past. Firm in his beliefs, at the same time, every time he spit out a word, the number of punches he made has increased from nearly a thousand to tens of thousands!
"Fighting with the sky is endlessly fun. Fighting with people is endlessly fun. Fighting with beasts, the fun is endless! The path of cultivation is fighting with the sky, fighting with people, and seizing the land with beasts, now I burn all the nutrients drawn from the rules of heaven and earth, temporarily give up all the unhappiness in Suzhou and Hangzhou City, just for the future of the human race, to be able to get a free sky, how can this ambition be weak and extinguish the heavens!" Mengjiao's eyes and pupils slowly turned into two small dots, at this moment, his obsession took over, and the scarred wounds on his arms only multiplied in an instant, and the fist shadows floating on both sides of his body also broke through to 40 million!
Five million fists in one, can shake the space barrier, ten times can be completely shaken, twenty times can be shattered with one blow, now from the goal of twenty times, only 20 million remained, which makes Mengjiao seem to see victory, beckoning to himself, without realizing it, his longevity has burned to the limit, only a short hundred years are available, which is quite long in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of any acquired martial artist, it is rare and chilling, because a hundred years is no longer enough for them to break through the confinement and find a way to achieve innate results.
Forty-one million, forty-two million! Mengjiao's smooth forehead showed furrow-like wrinkles, and crow's feet began to appear at the corners of his eyes. Consuming four hundred years of life, full of gray hair, he still looks young, but when he begins to consume the remaining hundred years, the whole person ages rapidly, just a moment of effort, the body surface begins to emit bursts of rotten breath, which is the unique breath that people will have when they are about to die.
"The earth is honored as the mother of all things, and the lack of longevity should be made up for with the power of the earth!" Mengjiao let out a low sigh, and the earth vitality absorbed into the flesh and blood in the past was all absorbed, so that his fist speed did not slow down at all, forty-three million, forty-four million, forty-five million!
"When I left Suzhou and Hangzhou City, I used life and death charms to control the lives of more than 100 students of the Martial Arts Academy, and in order to help them grow, I left a few thousand martial arts coins. At this time, some of them were practicing, some were chatting with people, and a few of them were pulling beautiful girls, enjoying the beauty of life, when they didn't notice it themselves, the little blue light in their bodies suddenly flickered, and then collapsed rapidly, with self-destructing liliang, forming a teleportation channel, taking away some Shouyuan in the host's body, several sensitive people felt the changes in their bodies, but they didn't care, no one could have imagined that the shadow in their hearts had completely disappeared at this time, but this was not without a price, their lifespan, from today on, will be half less than that of martial artists of the same level๏ผ
Tens of thousands of miles apart extracted vitality, the loss of more than fifty percent, and even the collapse of the life and death talisman that manipulated them, but the remaining vitality made Mengjiao's spirit greatly lifted, and he threw countless punches in a row, 46 million! 47 million! 48 million!
"I'm still alive for ten years, so I'll use it to do that zuihou fight now!"
The straight waist pole became bent in an instant, and the dead air on the body became even more intense, as if it could be killed at any time, burning ten years of life in an instant, Mengjiao waved his fists, and finally played the most complete boxing technique, forty-nine million, fifty million!
The two fists clashed with each other, and the billions of phantoms trembled slightly, and suddenly gathered towards the middle, turning into a huge, materialized fist, which slowly merged into Mengjiao's left hand, "Demon Night, you said that I punched out, and it was difficult to shake you Shijie, and now I will work for you with 100 million fists, are you ready to meet this great gift?!" (To be continued......