Chapter 45: The Demon Body of the Dao

"So, that's how this exercise should work. Yang Ming thought in his heart, and he had already started to run according to the ancient demon cultivation method recorded in the Taichu Open Heaven Sutra.

The purple lines on his body reached their peak almost instantly, and all the purple marks were highlighted, even though the blood of the demon's true body had not yet begun to exert its power, Yang Ming already looked like a demon.

The power rushed desperately in the veins, quickly reaching its peak, and then the purple mark began to gradually disappear, and all the spiritual energy in the seventy-two qi mansions began to boil, and the spiritual energy quickly hovered around Yang Ming's body, like a spiritual fetus.

The demon's blood quickly awakened, and a black blood light began to slowly brighten, eroding each other with the aura around him, as if there was a sizzling sound, and the blood light began to merge into the body, Yang Ming suddenly trembled, and his arm began to turn into purple-black skin.

After removing the seal drawn by the original Zhengyi Ancestral Court Immortal, the power of the Demon True Body and the Primal Heavenly Scripture began to collide again, and Yang Ming would either choose one or the other, or he would always be in a pain of separation between spirit and body!

Karmic fire flowed out of the qi mansion continuously, quickly spreading throughout the body, the demon's true body began to slowly melt, and the aura began to crisscross the meridians.

"This is the time!" Yang Ming had been carefully paying attention to the changes in his body, at this time, the demon's true body had been fully formed, and the Primal Heavenly Scripture had also begun to become active, and both powers had reached their peak.

The golden book in his mind quickly turned the pages, and when he arrived at the chapter of the Medicine Sutra that Taichu Kaitian had told him before, he quickly showed the exercise diagram of the original demon clan's cultivation of the Dao Method.

Yang Ming just glanced at it, then scolded secretly, and then directly dispersed the picture of the Primal Opening Heavenly Scripture.

That's not the same as your own demon body!

What the Taichu Open Heaven Sutra shows is the body of the demon race that once existed in this world, and Yang Ming's demon real body does not come from the demon race of this world, there is a difference between the two!

"However, although the exercises are not right, the concept is still right, I just need to create an exercise by myself according to that concept, after all, there is no Heavenly Dao power now, at least I will not be punished by the Heavenly Dao by doing these things here. ”

Otherwise, at the critical moment of changing his body and exercises, there would suddenly be such a Zixiao Divine Thunder, and Ren Yangming's current cultivation would also be shattered.

"There are thirty-six air pockets and seventy-two air pockets in the Taichu Open Heaven Sutra, in which the air pockets and qi are connected, each air pocket will flow the qi into the next air pocket, and the qi house contains the aura that cannot exist in its own body, and what you have to do is to transform these air pockets and the power of the qi house on your own demon body. ”

Yang Ming quickly looked inwardly at his demon body, it could not be said that the air pockets and qi mansions did not exist, there were about six or seven qi pockets, and the rest of the qi mansions did not have one, only some meridian nodes that should be qi mansions.

Yang Ming endured the pain and began to inject his own source decision blood red true qi into the first air pocket, the source decision's true qi was the root of Yang Ming's physique, although there was no cultivation after the source decision, but the source decision of this kind of monster technique is like this, even if it is broken in the middle, it doesn't matter.

After all, it only changed the true body, and did not cultivate to the aura and qi, so there was no problem in changing the Taichu Kaitian Sutra in the future, but if Yang Ming had built the foundation with the source decision and then cultivated the Taichu Kaitian Sutra, I am afraid that the power of the two exercises could completely shatter him.

Yang Ming's life origin at this time was already strong enough, and the blood-red true qi generated was naturally quite a lot, and the blood-red true qi like an ocean was quickly infused into an air pocket.

Pain! Pain to the bone marrow!

This is Yang Ming's first feeling, the pain is like being inside the bone marrow, this is the pain of transforming one's body, especially for a body that lacks a place in itself.

The demon body quickly began to resist, the blood light became more intense, the speed of the true qi and spiritual qi in the body slowed down, and the air pockets that had just opened up a little bit seemed to be growing rapidly, as if they were about to grow again.

Seeing this, Yang Ming gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and directly poured all the blood-red true qi into it, as if he was desperately throwing a mountain into that air pocket, how could the shaking power be contained by an air pocket?

The infusion of all the power caused all the points in Yang Ming's body to begin to spurt blood, and drop by drop of blood flowed out, and the aura surrounding Yang Ming's body quickly turned bloody, and the original appearance of the fairy wind bones quickly turned into a bloody and cruel hell visitor.

Wei Zhongling and Zhou Hualin had never seen this kind of battle, and they both grew their mouths, and looked at Yang Ming who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air in amazement.

"What the hell is this doing? Didn't he say that he would just solve the small problems on his body? I don't think this is like a small problem, you see he is covered in blood!" Wei Zhongling pointed at Yang Ming and said, his brows slightly furrowed.

"I don't know, but since Childe is so confident, there should be nothing to do......" Zhou Hualin didn't have much confidence, and his voice seemed to be intermittent.

Okay, don't say anything, my old Zhou is garbage, okay!

Zhou Hualin imagined that Yang Ming's strength was very strong, but it was probably strong to a certain extent, but every time Yang Ming used aura, he would refresh Lao Zhou's impression.

Before, he took out one magic weapon after another to fight against the rotting corpse, and then he did it, and then he detonated the wine pool behind the Fuling Sect, since he met Yang Ming, he has opened his eyes, and he has always felt that the Qi Refiner has any power?

The Qi Refiner is really strong, really fierce!

The purple mark at the beginning just now, Lao Zhou felt that it was already very magical, and then a body of aura appeared to cover his body, just like a spirit bead.

It's okay now, but it's just like a spirit bead, which is quite normal, and this can also be imagined.

Immediately after that, Yang Ming turned into a blood ball, and the blood flowing out of his body quickly wrapped him, and there was no aura at all, but the blood qi quickly began to emit a smell, and a strong smell of blood made Zhou Hualin feel a little sick to his stomach.

At this time, Yang Ming also successfully opened the first air pocket, and the true qi quickly accumulated in the air pocket, and the source of life was quickly replenished, and soon Yang Ming's demon body was repaired.

After that, there was the impact of the second air pocket, Yang Ming didn't wait for the injury to recover at all, anyway, it wouldn't affect himself, and soon hit the second air pocket, how could this pain be suffered, it was better to suffer it later.

And just when Yang Ming opened the second air pocket, the word Fu in the distance walked here with the old man.

Lingqi turned his head and glanced at Zifu, and quickly dodged, and sure enough, in the place where he had just dodged, a thunderbolt slashed here, and the land of electricity was scorched.

"Master, it's them, and that charm is the one who lied to me before and gave me a fake key!" Zifu said loudly with a hideous smile on his face.

"Master, I'm going to kill them, and the one left sitting is the one the master is looking for!"

Zhou Hualin's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Eldest princess, run!"

"The strength of these people is far beyond what Lingqi and I can fight, the princess hurry up and maybe there will be a chance to run out!"

Wei Zhongling subconsciously took two steps back, turned around and saw Zhou Hualin, who was a little trembling, and Lingqi, who was even more afraid of being ready to run away at any time, a power from the depths of her bloodline that made her not want to retreat.

"Hehe, very good, little girl, so I can admit that you can really take away my luck!" At the beginning, the voice of the golden dragon seemed to sound in Wei Zhongling's consciousness, and Wei Zhongling hurriedly asked the golden dragon in his consciousness.

"Senior, I wonder if the senior can solve the two in front of me?"

"Don't worry, I can still do it, but you have to do your best first, otherwise I'm afraid that I will solve too many things for you, and you won't be able to grow. ”

Wei Zhongling looked at the battle situation again, and Zifu made a military order for the old man, so he didn't plan to play tricks on the two people. The thunder smashed down on the heads of the three of them like sea water, Zhou Hualin's iron rod waved at the sky, and the true qi expelled some thunder, but more thunder slashed at him, almost instantly, the flesh and blood on Zhou Hualin's body turned a little black.

Lingqi was even more motionless by the righteousness contained in this thunder and lightning, and the thunder and lightning did not seem to have any physical harm on him, but his size was constantly getting smaller.

When Wei Zhongling saw this, he felt a faint pain in his heart, and glanced back at Yang Ming, the aura and blood qi forced Thunder to back down, but if it continued like this, Zhou Hualin and Lingqi would definitely die!

"Kill!" Wei Zhongling said coldly, and the end blade of wisdom in his hand was quickly pulled out, followed by a lion-like roar and boundless karmic fire, which seemed to know Wei Zhongling and hovered around her, and the karmic fire mark on her forehead also played a role, and all the thunder in the word was blocked by karmic fire.

The blade of the purple long knife quickly slashed through the air, slashing at a thunder that was about to hit Zhou Hualin's body, the aura swept the thunder and shattered the thunder, Wei Zhongling stood in it, her pretty face was as cold as frost, it seemed that she was the god between thunder and fire.

"Hide behind me!" Wei Zhongling shouted at Ling Qi and Zhou Hualin, brandished a purple long knife to meet him, and slashed at Zifu with one sword.

Zifu swung his legs slightly, the whole person took back more than a dozen steps, and then followed again, kicking Wei Zhongling with his legs one after the other, without any mercy, thunder quickly spread all over his legs, fast as thunder, bright as light.

In Wei Zhongling's eyes, it was the legs that emitted thunderous light that slammed into him, Wei Zhongling forcibly calmed himself, thinking back to a little swordsmanship that he had learned in the court when he was a child. Sink his wrist, the tip of the knife against the word, and slash out desperately.

The light converged on the blade, and the sword light and the thunder light quickly collided together, and they were even up and down.