The explosion of the bone joints in Beihe's body naturally attracted the attention of other people here, not only the woman in the white dress and the others, but even the ancient martial monk, whose eyes also fell on him at this time.

Under the gaze of everyone, Beihe slapped the ground, and his body spun several times in the air and stood firmly.

At this time, his chest rose and fell violently, and he breathed heavily, followed by a stream of breath pouring into his body, and then transformed into true qi, filling his limbs.

Although the bloody hole in his chest was still there, Beihe didn't feel the pain at this time, and even the wound had stopped bleeding and was slowly repairing.

As the aura around him poured into his body, he only felt that every gesture was full of power, and this powerful feeling continued to increase dramatically.

The reason for this change in him was all due to the innate true qi in his body.

Although he didn't know why this change had happened, Beihe was still ecstatic in his heart.

"Huh!"

Perhaps sensing his change, the figure of the ancient warrior monk in front of him suddenly disappeared from its place.

Bei He snorted coldly, and after having an inexhaustible True Qi in his body, he injected the True Qi into the mask on his face, and then his facial features suddenly became clear, and in the gray sight, he could see that this person was rapidly approaching him.

Beihe's body shook, and the Gang Qi formed by a layer of True Qi covered him again, and then he also rushed forward.

The two people who were approaching quickly, the moment they collided together, everyone could only hear a muffled sound, and then a wave of air rippled out, affecting the entire hall.

Next, the two afterimages collided continuously, and a clanging sound sounded in the empty hall.

Beihe used his palm as a blade, while the ancient warrior monk used his index finger and middle finger together as a knife, and the two of them slashed each other with palm knives again and again.

Beihe, whose true qi was surging in his body, was able to compete with this person at this time.

"Hula!"

At a certain moment, the ancient martial arts monk who had been unable to attack for a long time retreated, and this person stood a few feet away from the Beihe.

Then I saw him raise his head and open his mouth, sucking it up like a whale sucking water.

"Whew!"

The air in the hall formed a tornado that sank into the man's mouth.

Then this person's momentum also began to climb steadily, and between the lightning and flint, this ancient martial artist was short, and I saw that his body spun like a spinning top, turning into a white whirlwind, approaching the North River quickly.

Seeing this, Beihe retreated, intending to distance himself from this person.

The man in the robes had said just now that as long as the vitality in the body of this ancient martial artist was exhausted, then this person would turn into a corpse again, so there was no need for him to fight this person.

However, to his horror, just as he was about to retreat, an astonishing suction force suddenly erupted from the whirlwind whistling in front of him, covering him and causing him to froze.

Bei He's face was annoyed, and when he couldn't avoid it, the true qi in his body was frantically poured into his palms, and his arms pushed forward, stabbing at the whirlwind attacking in front of him.

"Ding!"

The moment his palm stabbed into the whirlwind, his arm was suddenly deflected, and so did his body.

"Bang ......"

Then I saw the whirlwind incarnated by the ancient martial monk and hit him.

In just this moment, Beihe felt that his body had been attacked countless times with ferocity, and it turned out to be this person spinning like a spinning top, and his two fingers kept pointing around his body, making a snapping sound.

Under this person's attack, Beihe kept retreating, only feeling that the breath in his body was turbulent.

Even if his strength increased greatly because of that cluster of true qi, it seemed that there was still a certain gap between him and this ancient martial monk.

Fortunately, there was an infinite true qi infusion body, covering his gang qi, and it did not shatter. Otherwise, he will be like before, and his body will be pierced under the guidance of this person.

Just as Beihe's footsteps kept retreating, suddenly the attack he had suffered disappeared in an instant. I saw that the whirlwind incarnated by the ancient martial monk collapsed, and this person appeared in front of Beihe out of thin air.

"Shhhh

The ancient warrior monk's index finger, like an arrow, tore open the air and stabbed at him, widening in his pupils.

Although this finger seemed to be extremely slow, Beihe had the feeling of being locked into the qi, and he couldn't move at all at this time.

And under this finger, a strong crisis arose in his heart. However, even if the true qi in his body changed, and even if he mobilized the strength of his whole body, he would not be able to move a single inch under this person's finger.

Beihe finally understood the huge gap between him and the ancient martial arts monk at the moment, and the strength of the two of them was not a realm at all.

But just when this finger was less than a foot away from Beihe, the true qi surging in his body suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, like a whirlpool spinning rapidly.

At the same time, the ancient martial artist in front of him moved.

I saw that this person's index finger was suspended a foot away from the center of his eyebrows, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Beihe's pupils shrank, and he was staring at this person coldly.

After a long time, this person's finger still did not fall, as if it had been frozen forever. You don't have to think about it to know that what caused this scene was definitely the reason why the cluster of true qi in his body was entrenched in the center of his eyebrows.

Maybe it's a few breaths, maybe it's dozens of breaths. The ancient martial artist in front of him, the qi in his body gradually disappeared, this person's undulating chest calmed down, and finally his eyes became lifeless. The vitality in his body had completely disappeared, but the ancient martial monk still maintained the movement of pointing his index finger at Beihe.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Beihe finally took a big breath, and he dodged and moved three feet sideways, avoiding the finger of the ancient martial monk.

Despite the danger, he was still scared in his heart.

When they just saw that the vitality in this ancient martial monk's body was exhausted and he lost his combat strength, the rest of the people who were left here also breathed a long sigh of relief in their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired old man and the woman in the white skirt looked at Beihe, their eyes were full of fear.

In the thirteenth hall, the man in the robe, whose chest was shattered, actually stood up, his chest was blurred with flesh and blood, but it did not fall.

Not only that, but also in the thirteenth hall, a woman in a black robe walked out, and this woman's eyes were a little frightened. She had been hiding in it just now, for fear of showing up and causing death, so she didn't dare to come out until this moment.

Facing everyone's gaze, Bei He's expression was extremely calm.

At this time, the cluster of true qi in his body was still constantly moving and swimming, and as he breathed, an invisible breath in the air would be transformed into true qi in his body.

This feeling is like a monk absorbing and exhaling the aura of heaven and earth and refining it into mana.

Monks and martial artists are two completely different cultivation systems. Among the monks, there are people who are extremely gifted and extremely gifted in cultivation.

Among the warriors, there are also such people. And there is no doubt that Beihe's talent in martial arts is definitely rare in a thousand years.

He was almost certain that the reason why the cluster of true qi in his body just now had such a change was because in the Martial King Palace, that is, the cultivation holy land of martial artists, his potential had been completely stimulated.

In the Martial King Palace, there is a kind of thing that can be transformed into true qi after being absorbed by a martial artist, and this kind of thing is not available in the cultivation world.

In addition, in everyone's opinion, the reason why the ancient martial monk's index finger pointing at the center of his eyebrows just now never fell was because the vitality in his body was exhausted. But only Beihe knew that it was actually because the true qi in his body jumped to the center of his eyebrows, which made the ancient martial monk move.

Perhaps, the ancient warrior monk felt the aura of his kind, so he didn't kill him in the end.

Among the monks, there are some special constitutions such as psychic bodies and barbarian bodies. In the same way, I am afraid that among the ancient martial monks, there are also some special physiques. Beihe was born with true qi in his body, so is it possible that he is a special physique suitable for martial arts among the ancient martial arts monks.

Just as he thought of this, the man in the magic robe stepped forward and looked at Beihe Dao: "Daoist friends are really hiding deep enough, you should be an ancient martial monk." ”

In his opinion, only the ancient martial arts monk can take the treasures here at will.

In addition, although the person was seriously injured, there was not too much panic in his tone.

After his words fell, the other people in the audience looked at Beihe, Gu showed a strange color, and it felt like they were looking at an existence that was not the same kind as them.

"Why, are you very interested in the identity of Zaixia? Beihe looked at everyone and said expressionlessly.

When he looked at him, except for the robed man, the others didn't dare to look at him.

In the Martial King Palace, the warrior is definitely the most terrifying existence. Because even the primordial infant cultivators like the Dharma Robe People were suppressed to the point that they could only exert a little mana, and these people were no different from mortals.

In the past, after the people who stepped into this place learned that the mana of the monks of the Martial King Palace would be suppressed and that they could not kill people here, they tried all kinds of ways to make their own strength stronger, so that they could be more conducive to capturing treasures.

Some people increase their strength by cultivating the martial arts of martial artists. However, they found that there was no true qi in their bodies, and it was useless to cultivate these martial arts. And the interesting thing is that anyone who has embarked on a cultivation path can be said to be extremely difficult to follow the path of a martial artist, because it is very difficult for a monk to refine his true qi in his body.

Conversely, it seems that the warriors do not have such limitations. This puzzle has puzzled the monk for so many years.

Others, like the original Beihe, intend to manipulate the refining corpses, or puppets to step into this place.

It's just that the power in the refining corpse is yin qi, and the puppets are mostly driven by spirit stones. In addition to the martial artists here, whether it is a corpse refining or a puppet, it will also be suppressed, and this method will naturally not work.

Fortunately, the ancient martial monks have disappeared from this world, and the people who have the Demon Yuan Pass are all monks, so they don't have to worry so much. The people who came to this Martial King Palace to look for opportunities, whether they were Qi Condensation Stage monks or Yuan Infant Stage old monsters, all relied on their abilities and chances, and there had never been any accidents over the years.

It's just that Beihe is a martial artist who is suspected of being an ancient martial monk, so how can these people not be afraid and how not to be afraid. In the Wuwang Palace, Beihe is definitely the master.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Under the gaze of everyone, Beihe suddenly chuckled, and then he walked to the exit of the twelfth hall, and stood still facing everyone.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces sank.

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Chapter 154: Kind