The huge ancient tree stands like an ancient sword. There was no light on the moon, and there was a faint mist in the deep forest.

On a rock, a figure sits cross-legged. The young man's hands are sealed, the luck dantian, and the fugue Dao Palace. Countless dragon breaths could be seen swirling around him, like a human emperor. Around him, a slightly dim green glow faintly emerged. About half an hour later, the boy opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, the young man didn't say a word, just the indescribable coldness of his eyes.

Encountering the calculations of northern Jiangsu, Lin Ziyun was forced to lure away the wolves. Fortunately, he is a physical cultivator, otherwise after such a long time of fighting, in a place like the Ancient Dao Demon Mountain, where the spiritual power is extremely mottled, the mere Qi Refining Realm cultivators would have already exhausted their spiritual power and fallen.

Thinking of everything that happened in the daytime, Lin Ziyun expected that the rest of the team was afraid that all of them would be poisoned, and I was afraid that even the soul would be refined into that strange flag by Subei Pifu. With this, it doesn't matter what the task is. Right now, the most important thing is to get out of this mountain range.

"Don't worry, this place is a treasure place for me to cultivate the 'Fu Immortal True Skill', since this is the case, maybe I can break through the second yellow acupoint here. Lin Ziyun muttered to himself.

The Green Wraith Spirit Monkey can reach four meters in length, has dark blue fur all over its body, and is aggressive by nature, making it an extremely ferocious demon beast.

Lin Ziyun's hair fluttered, and a true dragon qi appeared around him, condensing into a pair of virtual wings. He floated in mid-air, his fingertips like electricity, condensing the magic seal. There was a sound like thunder rolling, Lin Ziyun exhaled slightly, and the whole person swooped down, fighting the fierce beast.

This is not a four-to-two style of fighting, but the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. Lin Ziyun's fist was glowing, his figure was like a dragon, and there was a thunderclap with every blow, as if the ancient gods were hunting immortals, and the barbarians were shaking the sky. The cultivation of "Fuxian True Gong" was originally to bathe in blood and fight. This feeling made Lin Ziyun excited, and after he kicked the flying green spirit monkey, his figure turned and landed on an ancient tree. His blood boiled in his body, as if a sun was about to explode in him.

"Boom ......"

The ancient trees turned into powder, and the fist prints were intertwined all over the sky, as gorgeous as the colorful glow. Lin Ziyun flew in the air, like a young Kunpeng, coming out of the Nine Shadows Sea, wanting to suppress demons and kill immortals. The green spirit monkey has a huge body, but it acts like a spirit bird, shuttling through the ancient forest, leaving behind afterimages. It was like a devil, like a poisonous snake, killing Lin Ziyun at lightning speed.

Lin Ziyun was up and down, and a dragon's breath appeared, and he swooped down, like a meteorite falling. He pinched the magic seal in his hand and ran the true method of Fu Immortal, wanting to capture this demon beast. Let it be like a god, incarnated into thousands of people, Lin Ziyun struck out, carrying the momentum of landslides and earth cracks. The earth shook, and Lin Ziyun finally exhaled a light breath of turbidity. The green spirit monkey was too athletic, and he fought for dozens of rounds before he gathered his strength and killed the demon beast.

In ancient times, the earth was chaotic and demons coexisted for countless years. Later, the saint opened the world, preached the scriptures, and established an immortal culture of cultivation. But in the long history of Xiuzhen, all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought are like a cloud of smoke. Genius is like rain, demons are like forests, what about the sons of Tianzhong? What about the splendor of the alluring city? If you don't become respected, one day you will fall, disappear from everyone, and be annihilated in the long river. How many great sects across the sea of stars, and countless sects that dominate the planet, have all dissipated in the long river of ancient times.

The secret book of "Fuxian Zhengong", I don't know which era and which sect's secret method. The more Lin Ziyun cultivated, the more subtle he felt, although this technique could fight the real dragon, and Zheng Kunpeng had the intention of exaggerating, but the power of this technique should not be underestimated at all. The only regret is that this technique is a remnant method, and it can only be cultivated to the realm of the surrounding Dan. Not to mention the defects, this method alone can open up the four major acupoints of the Dao Palace in the human body, and refining the nine acupoints is already incredible.

Condense into a divine wheel in the body, so as to wash the marrow and cut the veins, and exercise the body. Although this method is strong, cultivation is extremely difficult, and it is necessary to endure the unbearable suffering of ordinary people, and even more so to have the courage to die and be reborn.

The clouds and smoke were like rain, and the ancient road magic mountain was covered with a faint veil of mist. Lin Ziyun stood tall and looked at the front with a quiet gaze. Where the ancient trees are lush and the thorns are overgrown, there is a faint strange sound. The mountains and forests suddenly became unusually calm, as quiet as before the storm came. Streaming down...... The voice fell in Lin Ziyun's ears, and he straightened up slightly, his expression calm, and he couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

In the darkness of the night, a pair of blue eyes emerged. The corners of Lin Ziyun's mouth cracked, and he smiled faintly, revealing a bloodthirsty taste.

The figure flickered, and Lin Ziyun took the initiative to attack. He opened and closed like a wild dragon. Bang bang...... The voices continued one after another, and Lin Ziyun was like a harvester, killing a blue-eyed demon wolf with one punch. He needs to kill to appease the anger in his heart, and he needs to fight to lift himself. His black hair is like a waterfall, incarnated as Shura, and he is bloodthirsty and murderous.

It didn't seem like a fair duel, one person against dozens of demon wolves. But Lin Ziyun is a tiger out of the mountain, and a dragon into the sea. There was no sound when a person was killed here, the moon was cloudy, and the depths of the mountains were stained with blood. Lin Ziyun was independent, and he slowly walked away.

Not enough, not enough......

He still can't break through, this layer of diaphragm is faint, like a piece of paper, but he can't break it.

Is the reason why the "Fu Immortal True Gong" technique is too domineering? Every battle, every cultivation will improve your strength. This exercise seems to be magic, a forbidden exercise. In fact, it was true, Lin Ziyun could feel that his current strength was definitely much stronger than when he first met the blue-eyed wolf. In just a few days, it was terrible.

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Ziyun didn't practice this technique for long.

Since you can't break through, then force yourself. Keep fighting......

Heavy rain submerged the mountains and forests, exuding a withered, low-tide atmosphere.

Lin Ziyun wiped the rain off his eyes with his hands, his eyes were still covered with raindrops, but he couldn't hide the murderous intent and war intent in his eyes. This is already the fifth day, and the demon beast opposite him is also the tenth demon beast he has encountered in the past five days.

The opponent is not weak, it is stronger than the previous ones. Lin Ziyun smiled, he didn't even realize that he liked to kill. This kind of thirst for killing does not even take into account that the opponent's strength is stronger than his own...... Lin Ziyun hadn't discovered that "Fuxian True Gong" had already affected his mind.

Let's kill......

Flame Lin, a monster shaped like a butterfly. It is about the size of a lamb and grows wings, but instead of feathers, it grows scales. The reason why it is called Flame Lin is because this demon beast is like the god of fire, and its body is full of blazing flames.

Lin Ziyun took off the robe on his body, wearing only pants, and his upper body showed healthy muscle lines. He clenched his fists, a hazy glow enveloping him, shattering a circle of fire spells. Flame Lin's combat skill is to flutter with both wings, slashing out a series of flame knives.

The fist seal blessed by "Fuxian Zhengong" has the breath of the dragon, and the boxing method is not invasive. Lin Ziyun's fist method is extremely fierce, between the dragon and the tiger, the flame knife is smashed like a dragon hitting the sea, and the big demon slashes the moon. The Flame Knife is extremely powerful, and every blow that hits a tree can destroy an ancient tree. However, Lin Ziyun's figure was like smoke, and his figure was as fast as lightning, dodging every blow, but instead suppressed this demon beast fiercely.

A faint dragon scale appeared on his arms and fists, as if cast in bronze, and his bronze skin was full of strength. The punch was dodged by Flamelin, hitting an ancient tree. The entire tree turned into flying ashes, Lin Ziyun let out a long roar, and the wings behind him appeared, flying in the air. One person, one demon beast, countless rounds of battle. Flames appeared around him, and his body curled up together, letting out an extremely piercing scream.

Lin Ziyun was wounded, and the blazing flames burned his fist, dripping scarlet blood. He kept his head down, and the rain seeped into his eyes from his hair. His eyes grew hotter, and a stronger bloodlust gradually appeared in his eyes.

In front of him, the Flame Lin Demon Beast seemed to turn into a cocoon. Lin Ziyun took this opportunity and quickly stepped forward to ambush it.

"Wow ......"

After a sharp sound, Lin Ziyun was forced back by a wave of fire. The cocoon burst open, and a strange snake with a single horn appeared, with a pair of wings, staring at Lin Ziyun. The strange snake had red scales all over its body, a triangular head, and a mouth open with many dense and short sharp teeth. It had a small white horn on its head, like a bloated tumor.

Lin Ziyun's heart jumped, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

"Hiss......"

The snake body that the flame lin turned into was more than ten meters long. A tail smashed into a rock, and countless tiny forked tongues stretched out and wound towards Lin Ziyun.

"What a monster, and it can transform. Today, I will use you as a whetstone. Lin Ziyun took a deep breath and ran the exercises with all his might.

One punch can kill the fist mark of the blue-eyed demon wolf, hitting the scarlet giant tongue, like a mud cow into the sea. Lin Ziyun only felt that his strength had disappeared out of thin air, and he was startled, but it was too late to react. His whole body was bound by a giant tongue, and Rao was a body refiner, and he still felt that his body was crushed by a huge force, as if it was about to become meat sauce. Moreover, the Flame Lin Beast was a fire-type demon beast, and Lin Ziyun felt as if he was in a sea of fire.

A sentence came to his heart, and one misstep turned into a thousand hatreds......

The tongue of the Flame Lin Beast was stronger than steel bar, and Lin Ziyun couldn't move at all. The tighter and tighter he became, Lin Ziyun even felt that it was difficult to breathe. After a few breaths, Lin Ziyun couldn't breathe anymore.

"Are you dead?" I don't accept ......," Lin Ziyun shouted with the only remaining trace of will.

It is as if before he dies, he wants to release all his energy like a match. Lin Ziyun condensed his true power, and the breath of the true dragon faintly appeared around his body. He slowly opened his heavy eyes, and for a moment his gaze was locked on the tiny dragon's breath.

"I see......"

At the moment of life and death, Lin Ziyun carefully felt the flow of true qi in his body. For a moment, it was as if time had stood still. In the Dao Palace in his body, a divine wheel seemed to be suspended like a heavenly sword. When he was running "Fuxian True Gong", Zhenli seemed to be a pocket-sized true dragon and Kunpeng, circulating in his body. And when he tried to break through, those true qi kept hitting that acupoint like a tide.

Tiny spirit beasts such as true dragons, kunpeng, white tigers, and vermilion birds were magnified in Lin Ziyun's sea of knowledge, as if they were demonstrating exquisite martial arts spells.

"Yes, this exercise should have Taoism. Even if it was a matter of life and death at this time, Lin Ziyun still couldn't help but smile.

The rain was heavy, and the red flames burned everything. Lin Ziyun's body suddenly bloomed with countless dazzling lights, and he broke free. Lin Ziyun carries wings, has a real phoenix, and is surrounded by dragon breath, like an emperor.

"The world is impermanent, although it is because of you that I broke through, but I can't leave you to do evil. Lin Ziyun said slightly.

The so-called confrontation between demons and demons, demon beasts have been killed by everyone since ancient times. Lin Ziyun's palm contains true power, rising to the sky, like a Tianpeng. The Flame Beast roared and swam in the air like a dragon.

Lin Ziyun had already broken through, his breath soared all over his body, his hands were clenched in his fists, and his feet were on the breath of the true dragon, and he had an invincible momentum.

"It's not a punishment yet. ”

He let out a loud shout, pinched out the peerless law seal, there was a real dragon swirling, and the white tiger roared. This kind of scene is like a real dragon attacking with every punch, and a white tiger is killing.

The two fought, and in the mountains and forests, the beasts were dormant and did not dare to make a sound. Not to mention the landslides and cracks, but countless trees and beasts were tragically affected, and they all turned into endless smoke. The mana of the Flame Lin Beast is endless, but after Lin Ziyun broke through, his physical body was strong, and he could drop ten times with one force, thousands of spells, and thousands of magical powers under his fist print, all of which turned into ashes. In the end, Lin Ziyun immediately slashed out countless fists and palms, killing the Flame Lin Beast.

He looked around at everything he had destroyed in battle, and sighed slightly.

"This technique was created by watching "Fu Xian Zhengong", but I don't know what its name is. After you transform, you look like a snake and a dragon, so it's called dragon fighting. Lin Ziyun muttered to himself.