After Yang Ji absorbed the power of the essence blood of the Great Asura, he finally condensed this essence blood copper furnace where the life of a martial artist was at stake. Only when this essence blood copper furnace is condensed, can the martial arts be regarded as entering the hall, and the entry qualification for the path of the martial saint is preliminarily obtained.

Looking at this essence blood copper furnace and feeling the mighty blood energy in his body like a river and sea, Yang Ji was filled with joy in his heart.

Wu Zong is a martial arts master and a teacher admired by thousands of martial artists!

Powerful martial artists in the eyes of ordinary people, including military generals, must bow their heads in front of a true martial artist. This is like a disciple and a teacher, any attempt to attack a martial artist is an axe from the class, and it is extremely ridiculous.

Yang Ji suddenly understood how the evil prince felt when he fought with the evil prince before. Without reaching the Martial Sect realm, or at least reaching the close realm, any attack would be ridiculous in the eyes of the Martial Sect.

Not only because the power of the Martial Sect is much stronger, but also because all kinds of reactions, speeds, agility, and perceptions will be doubled when reaching the Martial Sect realm.

"No wonder the speed of the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan is so fast, and their fighting skills are so high. This is related to talent, but it is also inseparable from the special changes in the realm of the Martial Sect. ”

Yang Ji opened his eyes, this was a new feeling, heaven and earth were still this piece of heaven and earth, but after reaching the realm of Martial Sect, when he looked at it, it was as if he had changed a piece of heaven and earth.

"Whew!"

Yang Ji stretched out a finger and placed it flat in the void, not moving. But his eyes looked a few feet away, where a withered yellow leaf fell from the branch.

It stands to reason that this withered yellow leaf will never fall in front of Yang Ji, but Yang Ji's expression is like this leaf will not only fall on him, but also on the finger he stretched out.

The withered yellow leaves fluttered in the air, rolling and swaying in the air like a flat boat, slowly drifting towards the ground.

One second, two seconds......

Seeing that the leaves were still five or six feet to the ground. No matter what, it can't fly on Yang Ji's fingers. Suddenly, in the surging air current, a chaotic breeze blew just under the dead leaves, and the air currents swirled around the leaves, and miraculously floated again.

With that blow, the leaves drift higher and higher. Drifting higher and higher, carrying heavy loads and floating in the air, for a moment, the wind was quiet, and this leaf just fell on Yang Ji's outstretched fingers, steady, motionless.

"This is the perception and consciousness of martial arts!"

Yang Ji looked at this magical scene but it didn't make any sense. Wu Zong's consciousness reaction and perception were very powerful, and in the past, Yang Ji could only see the opponent in his eyes. But now, Yang Ji can sense that a leaf is about to fall off, and he can predict when the fluctuating air currents will generate a thin breeze and where it will blow.

All of them are completely different in his eyes, and Yang Ji can feel the airflow, vitality, temperature, sunlight, and fallen leaves that many people can't perceive...... , and subtle changes in all sorts of things, even two steps into the ground. A black centipede crawls in the soft soil, and the slow movement of several arthropods can be seen clearly.

Yang Ji already has the ability to approach "fine and nuanced". Now, combined with the realm of the Martial Sect, he has instantly reached the realm of "subtlety" that countless martial artists have dreamed of.

"The realm of the Martial Sect is really incredible. Unless it is a Great Martial Sect, a Martial Venerable, or even a Martial Saint-level martial art, otherwise, with my current ability, there is no secret to any martial arts at all. ”

Yang Ji felt a powerful force. A strong sense of confidence welled up in my heart. However, this qiē is not all the changes in the martial arts realm.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Yang Ji was introverted, and immediately saw thousands of blood vessels in his body, countless and as heavy as the sand of the Ganges River.

Each of these grains of iron sand contains a huge amount of energy.

For Dan Dao. If these iron sand blood qi are added during the alchemy, the medicinal properties of the pill will be greatly increased.

Blood and qi turn into sand, this is the change of the martial sect level.

If it were to be replaced, with the strength of Yang Ji's thoughts, it would never be possible to push these heavy iron sand to operate in his body. But now, -- Yang Ji has not wasted any effort at all.

Boom, as soon as the mind moved, Yang Ji turned upside down, and all the heavy iron sand was like a wild horse that had escaped under the destruction of a huge idea, roaring and running in his body.

Yang Ji originally consumed a lot of blood qi, because by blasting those residual blood, septic blood, dirty blood, and turbid blood that could not be transformed into the ground by the six levels of martial arts, the blood qi energy in Daozhì's body was not replenished.

Now, as soon as the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Dafa is destroyed, the heavens are shaken within a radius of more than 100 miles, and those Yang Qi vitality full of scorching energy in the depths of the void are rolling, gathering from all directions, and constantly pouring into Yang Ji's body.

Nourished by these huge vitality energies, Yang Ji's strength grew again. I don't know how long it took, when Yang Ji felt that the energy he was swallowing was about the same, his eyes suddenly opened, and he burst out with a foot-long essence, and exhaled:

"King of Ten Thousand Ghosts, come out for me!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed with lightning, and his right fist slammed into the air. In an instant, the wind blew in all directions, and the billowing mist poured out of thin air, cold and cold.

Yang Ji stepped on his feet, a hundreds of feet of void was distorted like a mirror, the void was concave, and in the blink of an eye, a huge ghost king with great power, the whole body was pitch black, and the head was born with iron horns, majestically appeared behind Yang Ji, standing on the top of the mountain.

Looking closely, this ghost king is exactly the same as the ghost king that Yang Ji saw in "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map". The only difference is that the ghost king is illusory, but this huge ghost king is real.

"Roar!-"

The huge ghost king roared, and as soon as he appeared, he immediately opened his eyes, his eyes like torches. His big feet stepped forward, and the steps shook the mountains under his feet.

Bypassing a circle, the huge ghost king appeared in front of Yang Ji, lowered his head, and knelt in front of Yang Ji like a huge body pushing Jin Shan into a jade. A buzzing sound like thunder came from his mouth:

"I've seen the master!"

His demeanor was full of grace, like that of the most pious servant.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji laughed out loud. Looking at the huge ghost king in front of him, he touched his hard head, and a strong sense of pride surged in his heart.

If you didn't know, who would know that this was an out-of-body incarnation of yourself?

However, now he finally has an intermediate out-of-body incarnation!

But it's different from the white giant deer. The huge ghost king in front of him looked much more powerful, and he had a vague sense of self.

This kind of change was something that Yang Ji had not expected before he practiced "Ten Thousand Ghosts Night Walking Map". A martial artist can give a part of his consciousness to an incarnation outside the body, but it has a self-conscious effect in disguise, which is the power of the exercises!

There is no doubt that this should only be an ability that can only be possessed after fully comprehending the essence of "Ten Thousand Ghosts Night Walking Map".

"It's really powerful! I don't know which predecessor of the era created this martial art. Although the Skeleton Ghost King has already gotten this scripture painting, I bet it. I'm afraid even he doesn't know that "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map" has this ability. ”

Yang Ji laughed.

The incarnation outside the body is the differentiation and derivation of a part of the soul consciousness of the warrior. This consciousness is closely related to one's own soul. Splitting the soul will cause a certain amount of damage, and if the divided consciousness is destroyed, it will also cause great damage to one's own soul.

Therefore, most martial artists who have an out-of-body incarnation will only summon this out-of-body incarnation when facing an opponent with a lower strength than themselves.

Bai Julu Dang'an relied on his own realm to be higher than Yang Ji's, so he summoned Xingtian to help fight.

And most of the time, in the face of opponents who are similar to themselves, many martial artists will not use external incarnations. Therefore, the incarnation condensed by the flow of qi and blood is rarely seen in battle.

But Yang Ji is different, he has the eyebrows and the small stone to cultivate the soul trauma, even if the incarnation outside the body is destroyed again and again. It will not have any impact on Yang Ji.

In other words, Yang Ji can use his new ghost king incarnation without any scruples, which is equivalent to one more means of fighting.

"This ghost king looks powerful, but I don't know what kind of ability he has. ”

Yang Ji looked at the huge ghost king who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, as huge as a mountain, and said secretly in his heart. A little curiosity rose in his heart. Although he summoned it, it was the first time he used it, and he had no experience. Even Yang Ji didn't know what he was capable of.

"Get up. ”

Yang Jidao made a motion to get up.

Thundered. Hearing this, the huge ghost king with his hands on the ground and slowly stood up. Yang Ji stood under him, like an ant.

I have to say that this avatar is so huge, it is indeed beyond Yang Ji's expectations. This is not that Yang Ji himself has changed so much, but that the nature of the exercises is determined.

In this huge ghost king's body, Yang Ji felt a majestic power.

"Smash that rock!"

Yang Ji swept around. Suddenly, he pointed to a granite road that was only halfway up the mountain, two people high, surrounded by bushes and small flowers.

"Bang!"

The sky above Yang Ji's head darkened, and a huge paw stepped over like a meteor, and the huge ghost king shook off his steps. Striding down the mountain.

His steps were enormous, and one step was twenty or thirty zhang away. The distance of thousands of zhang was only a few breaths away.

"Boom!"

The mountain wind hunted, and the mountain-like ghost king stood beside the granite that the two of them came from, and his huge fist covered the sky and the sun, and smashed it down. There was a loud bang of gold and iron, and the ghost king's right fist smashed on the granite with a metallic loud sound, and the granite, which was so hard that even a flying sword could hardly penetrate lightly, didn't even hold on to a breath, and smashed into pieces with a bang.

This punch did not stop, after smashing the granite rock protruding from the surface, it smashed to the ground, and the hillside shook, smashing a huge depression in the hard ground, and in the buzzing sound, a thick smoke and dust rushed into the sky.

"What a power!"

The explosion surged from afar, blowing Yang Ji's head on the top of the mountain, and his eyes were full of different colors.

"Whew!-"

A low whine suddenly came from the opposite side, Yang Ji raised his eyes, and saw that in the dense towering woods opposite, an elk was alarmed by the fist of the ghost king, screamed, and jumped into the distance to escape.

Yang Ji was playful, and suddenly pointed to the elk that jumped on the opposite side and was about to disappear into the dense forest:

"Get him back for me. ”

Rumble!

The wind was howling, and as soon as Yang Ji's voice fell, the tall ghost king immediately set off a gust of wind and swept into the distance. (To be continued......) R1292