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Sikong Hong was a little distracted, looking at his body. Part of his body's protective power is actually 'burning' at the moment.

It was surprising that the power outside his body was used as charcoal, and a red flame was ignited. Sikong Hong watered it with true yuan, but it couldn't be extinguished, but the fire became more and more intense.

After the blood ape changes, is it the swallowing sun change?

Sikong Hong's finger was blurred, and the sword qi that was born spontaneously directly separated that part of the protective force from the body.

Having lost its source and 'fuel', the crimson flame immediately disappeared and gradually extinguished.

Sikong Hong was still frowning, and there was some pain on his face. After a dozen breaths, it gradually calmed down.

Zhuang Wudao's palm power is nothing. In the realm of Qi cultivation, even if you cultivate the top exercises and integrate them into your fist intent, you can't hurt Jin Dan in the slightest.

However, the idea of coming with the palm and impacting is a bit tricky. This is not from Zhuang Wudao, but the blood-colored ape shadow behind Zhuang Wudao.

Even if he resists this violent intent, he needs to be poured into it before he can expel it.

"--The blood ape has changed, the swallowing sun has changed, is it because of the white-backed demon ape during the day today?"

Sikong Hong thought in his heart, countless thoughts flashed, and he looked at the blood-colored picture on the wall again.

In an instant, Sikong Hong subconsciously wanted to avoid his gaze, and he was very afraid. However, Sikong Hong also knew that something was wrong, and forcibly suppressed it, so he could barely look at it calmly, and something clear flashed in his eyes at the same time.

Sure enough, it's the Sun-Swallowing Blood Ape!

Sikong Hong's eyes were complicated, and he glanced at Zhuang Wudao, who was still unconscious under his feet, but his face was gradually calm, and then he suddenly burst into a sword aura, and all the blood-colored pictures on the wall were twisted into pieces. He walked up to the unconscious monk and slapped him on the head. In just a moment, the man came to his senses, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were first full of horror, and then he was stunned.

Until he saw the figure in front of him clearly: "Uncle Shi?"

In an instant, his face turned red. The disciples in the cabins on these floors were originally in charge of taking care of him, and when he came down to check, he was knocked out by a junior disciple who had only been a newcomer for less than two months and had not yet reached the late stage of Qi Cultivation Realm, and it was really a shame to be thrown home.

Sikong Hong didn't mean to blame: "Xuanji, when you were unconscious just now, what did you see?"

The mystery was stunned, a little unclear, and then there was a look of horror in his eyes. Although it was extremely restrained, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Sikong Hong couldn't help but sigh, and a little appreciation flashed on his face at the same time, this mystery did not collapse on the spot, but just fell into a coma, you can know that this person is strong-willed and strong.

The mysterious mind finally stabilized, and the confusion dissipated, but his eyes were abnormal, looking at Zhuang Wudao in the distance.

"Senior brother, he's comprehending the fist intent, isn't it! It's the battle spirit, the battle spirit possessed, the sun-swallowing blood ape?

The more he continued to speak, the more frightened he became.

"I don't know! The Sun-Swallowing Blood Ape is only mentioned in the classics. The Tianyi countries only have a few distant relatives of the Sun-Swallowing Blood Ape. He should have comprehended the fist intent of the Great Monument Wrestler because of the battle between the demon beasts in the daytime, why did he summon the battle spirit, but I can't guess-"

As Sikong Hong spoke, a touch of silver shone behind him and shot away. Outside the hatch, blood splattered, and a figure was either a broken head or died through the heart. Even the screams were too late to be heard, and there was a look of disbelief and doubt on everyone's faces.

Sikong Hong didn't pay attention to it at all, and only said lightly: "The demon has sneaked in, how do you know how to deal with it?"

The mystery was only stunned, and then he reacted. "Yes! There is a demon sneaking in, and the time is when the demons are fighting. Taking advantage of my unpreparedness, he slaughtered his disciples in the ship and found an opportunity to escape. Xuanji will prepare everything later. ”

Then there was a pause in the words, and the mystery was bitter on his face: "It's just this reason that idiots will believe it." After all, it's the same door, uncle, is this really necessary today?"

"Why isn't it worth it? The body of the battle spirit, no matter how much you prevent trouble, it is not enough. As for the reason, it's just prevarication, so that everyone has a step down, and they have to believe it if they don't believe it!"

Sikong Hong sneered: "I really think that your Uncle Huaying was seriously injured and unconscious, is it so simple? It is said to be a brazen ambush, but if he doesn't make a move at that time, he will definitely be dead." Since Ming Cuifeng dares to use this method, then he can't complain about me. These people, since they are under the sect of Mingcuifeng, they are not unjustly dead. ”

Xuanji was startled again, but he didn't show any surprise.

"It's just Uncle Shi, I'm afraid that I will also be held accountable for this! Ming Cuifeng will not give up. ”

"In the past few years, I have been diligent in my work and have accumulated a lot of good deeds. No matter how unwilling Ming Cuifeng is, can he still bite me?"

Sikong Honghun said absently, and walked to Zhuang Wudao's side by himself, and picked him up with gentle movements.

However, forty years later, Xuanling Mountain, which has been in Xuan He for thousands of years, still has to rely on this young man to support the court.

With a wry smile, Sikong Hong walked out of the messy cabin like a leisurely stroll.

"Deal with the tail of the hand, don't leave the handle. Even if someone sees a flaw, he must not be involved, do you understand?"

The words were murderous, but the mystery was silent, and bowed deeply. Several flames were thrown out of the sleeve in succession, attached to the corpses of several people. In just an instant, it turned into a few clouds of smoke and ashes.

At the same moment, after a hundred miles away from the Spirit Bone Treasure Ship. A white-backed giant ape with a height of more than 300 zhang and covered in blood finally stopped galloping, looking into the distance in confusion.

Sniffing violently, searching to no avail. The white-backed giant ape gradually became agitated, and continued to hammer his chest with his forelimbs, letting out an unwilling howl.

Also almost at the same time, inside the Light Cloud Sword, in that unknown space. The peerless and independent young woman's eyes were both joyful, but also a little worried and expectant.

Fist intent, war spirit, epiphany, the door of all wonders, blood ape change, swallowing the sun change-

Is this the Born Spirit?

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When Zhuang Wudao woke up again, he found that he had changed cabins. It was much wider than the one he had lived in before. The aura of convergence is also more intense, nearly doubled.

There was a verdant vial beside him, the style was all too familiar, it was a single bottle dedicated to the Raising Divine Pill.

When the cork was opened, there were fifty pieces of Nourishing Pills inside, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves filled the room.

As for the light cloud decay sword, it was also untied from his back and placed not far from the head of the bed

Zhuang Wudao was stunned for a while, sitting on the bed, and couldn't think of anything for a long time. The memories in the brain are chaotic and I can't sort out the clues.

Fortunately, beside him, there is also the light cloud sword spirit. Not only is the spiritual sense vast, but there is never a need to rest until the spiritual energy is exhausted.

Zhuang Wudao didn't bother to think about it, and directly held the hilt of the sword.

"Yun'er, what's going on?"

Why did he change rooms? How could he be unconscious? Where did these fifty Divine Pills come from?

"Don't you remember?

Yun'er's voice sighed, and it was a little tired: "The sword master comprehended the shattered mountains and rivers fist intent of the big smashing monument, but he was too deeply immersed, and because he attracted the demons in his heart, he summoned the sun-devouring blood ape to possess the battle spirit, and Zuihou lost his mind. ”

"The war spirit is possessed, what war spirit?" Zhuang Wudao was puzzled.

"So can the sword master know the god to fight, please God, and help the horseman?"

"Please God?"

Zhuang Wudao has already understood, this is also one of the Dao methods. Many monks in the world have practiced. And the so-called invitation to the gods, the gods to fight, is to invite the gods of the upper realm to lean over in order to increase their combat power.

And the art of supporting the beggars is also a similar situation. However, it is not used for fighting, but for divination, asking about the future and good fortune.

And those who ask God and help the beggars often pay a certain price. Either with spiritual offerings, or with their own essence and blood.

"It is also said that this war spirit is possessed, which is similar to inviting gods and helping people?"

"There are similarities and there are differences. However, the people of this realm, at most, only invite some lonely souls and wild ghosts, where can they invite any true gods? War spirits are the true souls of the dead who wander between heaven and earth, have a strong obsession, and have an eternal will to fight. In fact, it can also be said to be a kind of resentful soul, but it is much stronger, and the soul has returned to yang, and is not afraid of yang power. Throughout the worlds, there are not many, but they are all earth-shattering powerhouses in their lifetimes. ”

Yun'er explained little by little: "The one leaning over you is the Sun-Swallowing Blood Ape. I don't know what year it was.,Fell in a nearby shijie.。 Because I was attracted by the fist intent of the big monument wrestler you participated in, I gathered here. It was also Yun'er's fault, I didn't know that the sword master had such a deep understanding of fist intent, and he was almost robbed of the sword master's mind by a lonely ghost. ”

"But to be taken away by it?"

Zhuang Wudao finally recalled that the scene before the coma was indeed dangerous. And in my mind, the image of the blood ape also surfaced again. Zhuang Wudao hurriedly shook his head, forcing himself not to pay attention, he was now a bit of a cup, and he was afraid that he would fall into the same situation as before.

"If it's really taken away, there is still a chance to redeem it, but it's not too bad. However, at that time, if the sword master completely lost his mind, he would only merge with the battle spirit of the Sun-Devouring Blood Ape, and completely go crazy, becoming a half-ape, half-human, monster who only knew how to kill and fight. Never wake up!"

Yun'er said alarmistly, and then comforted: "But the sword master doesn't need to take it too seriously, the battle spirit leans over, only the first time is the most dangerous." You've barely made it through this with the help of Sikong Hong. The statue of the sun-swallowing blood ape, you can visualize it normally, as long as you have the intention of prevention, you will not be robbed of your sanity again. In the future, as long as the Yuan Shen has accumulated enough to tame the Sun-Devouring Blood Ape, he can borrow part of the power of the battle soul for his own use, and his combat power will surge. And visualizing its shape is also beneficial to the sword master, smelting the fist intent of shattering mountains and rivers. ”

"Sikong Hong, senior brother, did he save me? No, I seem to have hurt someone before?"