The body cast by the blood of the candle dragon and the little King Kong of Buddhism are far less weak than the demons imagined.

The secret of the world-famous Buddhist Vajra's physical strength lies in being beaten a lot.

The more you are beaten, the more you know how to make yourself less beaten.

For a few days, it seemed that he couldn't help himself under the roaring fist of the sky-devouring tiger, but in fact, he was taking advantage of the situation to further polish his body. The sword spiritual power in the body is all transformed into black and white spiritual power that contains the artistic conception of life and death, and the half-step Jindan and Jindan realm seem to be only one foot away, but wanting to cultivate to the realm in a short period of time is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The dark gold flow on the shirtless figure, the perfect little King Kong physique cast by the dragon's blood has a vision that the Buddhist sect has never had, and three of the one hundred and eight golden lotus seeds in the black and white lotus platform are shining with golden light.

The black and white swept by his side, and his divine sense was like a match with a sword, and the tip of the sword was invincible.

He wants to use the hand of Heaven Devouring to attack the Jindan Realm!

Devouring Sky stretched out his palm and smiled: "It's a good time." ”

The sword steps under his feet did not stop, Chang Xi held the yin and yang pisces in his left and right hands on his chest, and the left Yan returned to the right to climb the dragon, and the dazzling black and white trajectories were divided into life and death and swept the sky.

Chang Xi forcibly swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth, and it was not so difficult to use his divine sense to make Yuehong alone, but he was now divided into three purposes, his divine sense was divided into two wisps on Yuehong and Dongyou, and the remaining one was used to probe the traces of the haunting gods of the Devouring Heavens, and the tearing feeling that was more painful than the divine consciousness hitting the bell stimulated his mind.

The sword fingers of both hands were finally held round in his chest, and Yan returned to the dragon, which could make ordinary Jindan realm monks stir up the terrifying sword momentum that was stirred into flesh in an instant, and rolled up snowflakes and went straight to the chest of the devouring sky.

The corners of the mouth of the devouring sky were smiling, but the eyes were cold, the dragon walked and walked the tiger, the fists did not have any fancy head-on swings, Yan Hui's sword qi exploded into nothingness, and the power of a sword to ascend the dragon looked terrifying, but after all, it was just an evil Jiao with no horns, and it shattered inch by inch in the first tiger roar of the devouring sky.

Although the cultivation realm is suppressed in the Jindan realm, the various mysteries of the demon clan's advancement into the god realm are still there, and the divine consciousness entangled in the two sword qi of Yan Hui and Denglong was sensitively captured by the devouring sky, he just wanted to raise his palm to cut off the divine consciousness attached to the young master's two swords, but found that the two long swords, one black and one white, were not much entangled with him and rolled back, and the palm raised by Devouring the sky was in the air, but it was grinning.

Divine consciousness can be detected and injured by opponents like a qi machine, and Chang Xi used his qi to lock on to Luo Sheng's blood thorns in the Pishan Mausoleum and was severely injured by the qi engine. The greater the gap in cultivation, the more painful it will be, and once a pampered thing like the divine consciousness is injured or even cut off, the end will be severely damaged by the divine consciousness, and the heavy will be slaughtered by others.

Chang Xi opened his mouth to swallow Dongyou back to the black and white lotus platform to continue to warm up and die, and took the moon rainbow that was reversed with his right hand.

The five fingers of the red whiskers devouring the sky were clenched into fists, elbows followed the shoulders, shoulders followed the waist, and the waist led the legs, and the powerful tiger roaring fist fell on the chest of the young master, but there was a piercing sound of gold and iron, and the snow around him exploded.

A golden lotus seed blooms brightly.

Chang Xi, who resisted a tiger roaring fist, turned pale and flushed alternately, and a mouthful of shocking golden blood fell into the snow, and the rolling pure white vitality swept through like a tide, and he used his free palms to use his divine sense sword again. Devouring Heaven frowned and was about to raise his palm again to cut off the traction of his divine sense, but he found that the young master in front of him had blood at the corner of his mouth, and there was a monstrous attack on his waist in both palms.

"Cut off the Yue and cut off the river!"

There was an indescribable ferocity and ruthlessness in Chang Xi's eyes, and the scene of the dead war corpse in the bones flashed in his heart, and the strange feeling that had been dormant for a long time and seemed to be due to his nature gradually woke up, and the silver cross star flickered faintly in his red eyes.

The 100,000 catties of great strength and the strength of the stacked waves exploded in the waist, and the surprise flashed in the eyes of the devouring sky, and the figure involuntarily staggered backwards, and there were more than a dozen unsteady footprints stepped on by the bearded man in a few feet of snow.

Knock off the Sky Devouring Tiger General with one palm?

The edge of the Qinglong Pond, which was still a little noisy, was silent for a moment, only the sound of snowflakes falling and branches clicking and breaking under the heavy snow, and the corners of the eyes of the burly man who stepped on the clouded leopard and the plump young woman who swallowed the lark were beating wildly.

The clouded leopard was shocked in his heart, that was the big brother who was at the head of the ten clans, even if the cultivation realm was suppressed in the Jindan realm, it stands to reason that it was definitely not something that the current young master could shake for half a point, what was going on?

The ruthless momentum on Chang Xi's body climbed to the peak together with the spirit and spirit, not giving the surprised Sky Devouring a chance to ease his mind, and the distraction was used for two purposes, Zhong Ming in the Mud Pill Palace was anxious to promote a long time, and the moon rainbow danced out of the sword prison under the traction of the tide-like divine consciousness to trap the Sky Devouring in it, and the Broken Yue River was used one after another together with the inch of strength to open the mountain.

Naturally, the Sky Devouring Sect would not be suppressed by Chang Xi all the time and began to steadily start fighting back, but Chang Xi already knew how to use the Little King Kong Physique to exchange injuries with the Sky Devouring at the lowest cost, and the golden dragon phantom entrenched behind him became more and more condensed and condensed, and the speed of the Moon Rainbow Sword was amazing.

The black and white colors representing life and death are wrapped around Chang Xi's scarred and tragic body, and the fists, palms, elbows, shoulders and knees are all sharp weapons to kill the enemy in the wide open and closed destruction attack, and when they come out, the pitch black death will make the devouring sky overwhelmed;

The fists and palms between the two were difficult to identify, the blood and gold blood were scattered in the air, and the demons on the lookers were trembling together, and the cowardly ones were already trembling and unable to help themselves.

Chang Xi has a voice roaring in his heart, he wants to defeat the strong with the weak and is reluctant to pay the price, no one in the world deserves to die, you deserve to die!

The eyes that seem to be red and crazy are still clear.

Two lotus seeds bloom and three lotus seeds bloom.

The glow on the black and white lotus platform is dense, and the black and white spiritual power that condenses the artistic conception of life and death absorbs the bright glow and grows stronger. The black and white colors were intertwined and blended with each other, as if they had turned into a pair of big hands to push open the closed door.

There is no vision of heaven and earth, there is no glow, everything seems to be a matter of course, Chang Xi is as easy as pushing open a door and stepping through the golden pill half a step.

The shock in the slightly stunned eyes turned into surprise.

The young master once broke through the realm and went straight to Jindan.

Still maintaining the appearance of Duan Yue Jiejiang's palm, Chang Xi spread out his palm in front of him, and the surging power that made him feel slightly uncomfortable stirred in the sea of blood in his chest, and the divine consciousness in the mud pill palace that was several times thicker than several times thick between his fingers slowly swam around the sword bell, and the sword intent of life and death on the lotus platform should have realized more with the improvement of the realm, but at this moment, Chang Xi, who had already entered the Jindan realm, still felt that he did not understand the essentials.

Unspeakable excitement welled up in his heart, and Chang Xi smiled at the sky and grinned at the corners of his mouth.

"Is this the Jindan Realm?"