The armor of the girder began to count the dead bodies all over the ground. In this attack on the camp, the loss of the beam was slightly greater, but there were also a lot of Yunmeng, after all, those who attacked the camp at night were all elites. The combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of ordinary Liang soldiers.

"That lama is extremely powerful! It's a pity that he only took that prince and left, and he didn't love war, otherwise, if he dragged you here, he could be suppressed!"

The red-robed lama is the master of the grandmaster. Moreover, Buddhism is masculine and strong, vast and bright, just to restrain Jia Tianxiang's blood demon supernatural powers.

Only in this way can he take Jia Tianxiang's palm and be unharmed.

"When I saw that lama, it was really extraordinary, and his martial arts had been practiced to the realm of a great master who was as easy as frost, but unfortunately, there was still a few big steps away from the degree of exchanging blood and cutting hair, and refining blood like mercury. At that time, he was a master of Tibetan Buddhism Tantra and the Red Sun Dharma King of the Nyingma School. In the central tent, Xiping Hou Muying separated his hands and put them on the armrests of his chairs, inadvertently, he had a posture of grasping everything.

"Buddhism Tantra?"

"Exactly. Tantra is divided into three schools, the Nyingma, Kagyu and Sakya schools take turns to run the temple. This time, it is the time for the three major factions and the Dharma King to be born and compete for the time to enter the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple. ”

"In this way, the Red Sun King is extremely important. It's a pity that it couldn't be suppressed. Among them, Jia Tianxiang secretly thought in his heart, if such a grandmaster-level figure who practiced the marrow like frost absorbed his essence and blood, he should be able to stabilize his current realm, right?

"However, you can resist the Red Sun Dharma King, and your martial arts have improved a lot!" said Mr. Xu, Mu Ying's staff, but it was not abrupt and made people feel jealous.

Jia Tianxiang's heart suddenly, he had broken through all the way from a martial artist to a level that could compete with the Sect Master of Cultivation for more than half a year, relying on the flesh and blood essence on this battlefield, which was also extremely remarkable in terms of the Demon Dao in his previous life, and in the eyes of these generals, it was probably terrifying.

Huaibi is guilty!

This time, Mr. Xu is testing himself.

"Hehe! Xiaguan broke through by luck, but unfortunately because he didn't practice the marrow method, he ended up practicing himself, and he couldn't even have heirs. Jia Tianxiang pretended to be miserable and said wryly.

"Oh!" Mr. Xu stepped forward at the moment, took the pulse of Jia Tianxiang, and said with half a salary: "Sure enough, there is a loss of blood and qi, and the foundation is lost." The kidneys, in particular, have been damaged. ”

......

After Jia Tianxiang left, he was in the hall of Marshal Mu's mansion.

"What does Sir, think of this Jarry?"

Xiping Hou Muying, who has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, sits on the first seat with a golden sword, showing a fierce and powerful momentum. He tapped his fingers on the black iron case one by one. It makes a dull sound like a heartbeat.

Mr. Xu was silent for a moment, and finally said:

"Dashuai, that Jia Rui seems to be full of energy, extraordinary martial arts, courage and knowledge, but inside it is indeed as I just said, the realm of blind breakthrough. He doesn't even count the innate realm, and he doesn't have the marrow. ”

"Hmm. Then how could he withstand the power of the Red Sun Dharma King?"

"What he took should be the path of Dao Fa Divine Soul cultivation, but I don't know if he has achieved a ghost immortal?"

It turns out that the cultivation of the divine soul is hidden deep in the body, formless and substantial, as long as it does not come out of the shell, no one can see what realm the cultivation has reached. But unlike martial arts cultivation, the masculine blood and qi are exposed, which can make people with good eyesight see the clues.

"What!"

Mu Ying's expression changed drastically, and Huo stood up. A wave of momentum suddenly erupted from his body.

The Jia family has obtained the inheritance of the immortals who move the mountain and the Taoist, but they don't have enough strength to protect this inheritance, which one doesn't covet it?

It's just that no one knows who this inheritance is.

Seeing that Jia Tianxiang's martial arts were strong, Mu Ying suspected that Jia Fu Ming was secretly cultivating the plank road and passing the exercises into the side branches.

This kind of thing, although there are not many in the family, is not uncommon.

It's just that, according to Mr. Xu, then Jia Tianxiang should not have obtained the martial arts of this mountain mover, but learned the Divine Soul Immortal Technique, so why he was able to improve like this, everything has a reasonable explanation.

Dao cultivation must be assisted by pills. There is a superb elixir, which can fix the soul of the gods, and make the souls continue to nourish and strengthen. After taking the pill for about three days, the spirit jumped out, and it was able to fly away from the sky without fear of the scorching sun, which was for "the day of the sun".

In the end, the Tao method is the cultivation of the soul and mind.

Although the process is dangerous, as long as the strength is strong, it is possible to improve in an instant, and cross several realms.

For example, a great Confucian, once his soul is out of his body, he can directly cross the thunder tribulation, which can be regarded as crossing seven or eight levels.

This is: the dynasty is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is the Tianzi Hall.

And the cultivation of martial arts needs to be down-to-earth, step by step, and you must not be too ambitious and promote the seedlings.

Every step you take, you need to think carefully.

It's just that this is not the answer he Mu Ying wants.

Although his grandfather Mu Sheng was a martial saint powerhouse, he did find out the exercises by himself, which were flawed, and his heirs were not able to learn them.

He Mu Ying wants to become a martial saint and even a human immortal!

The depths of the cloudy earth.

Hundreds of thousands of Yunmeng Iron Horsemen, like carpets, spread out on the ground. These Yunmeng soldiers, with bright eyes and hideous expressions, and a violent aura, suddenly became noisy.

In the middle of the hundreds of thousands of Yunmeng soldiers, there was a cliff like a knife, and on the cliff, a camp tent was opened. A man wearing a moon-white Hanfu sat on an ivory chair, extremely beautiful, his skin was smoother and more tender than that of a girl, but his body was quite tall, his shoulders were wide and his arms were broad, and his delicate spirit revealed domineering, giving people a feeling of both civil and military.

On his face, he wore a hideous demon god mask, leaving only a pair of eyes, exposed. These eyes are wise and quiet, and when they blink, they give people the feeling that they are holding a pearl of wisdom and winning a thousand miles.

This man is the prince of Yunmeng and the grandson of Temur, and he is also the Middle-earth Divine Continent, the temple test flower of the Great Liang Dynasty ten years ago, Yuantai!

Yuan Tai was motionless, and several beautiful Yunmeng women surrounded him. In front of him, Prince Yanu, who had been rescued by King Red Sun, recounted the failure of the night attack, and then knelt on the ground in fear, waiting for the crown prince's verdict.

Yuan Tai spread his hands and pressed down on the ivory horse, his eyes closed, silently thinking. When he closed his eyes, the mask of the demon god on his face seemed to come to life, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Yanu, this matter has nothing to do with you. It's a lone plan and a miscalculation. Unexpectedly, there is actually a master who practices the marrow in this Mu family army. - Go down!"

Yuan Tai said. His palm lifted lightly, and Yanu was relieved.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Prince!

Anu respectfully withdrew. The prince's tolerance greatly exceeded his expectations, and the royal family has this son, which is really a blessing for Yunmeng. In the future, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be able to unify the Yuan Tu, conquer Middle-earth in the south, and reproduce the great cause of the Mongol Empire of the Golden Family.

Yanu sighed deeply in his heart. If it weren't for Meng Khan's insistence on going his own way last time, the last battle would not have been a fiasco, if it weren't for the prince's last-minute moment, he stepped forward and presided over the overall situation. I'm afraid that Yunmeng will be greatly injured from now on and will collapse!

"Yesun Temur, don't come unharmed!"

A rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky. As soon as the voice fell, five black-robed figures, in the shape of a goose, appeared in the sky above the Yunmeng army, with a flicker, and they were immediately only hundreds of zhang away from the cliff.

"Protect the Prince!"

Yanu had just walked out of hundreds of feet, when he suddenly felt something strange, and immediately let out a loud shout and flew out. With a palm and a slap, the Yuntian Vertical Wing Fist, which shocked the world, immediately struck. With the momentum of suppressing all directions, he brushed towards the five. At the same time, in the Yunmeng army, countless figures also flew up, and among these figures, there were many generals of innate martial artists. The roar roared, and the momentum was amazing.

"Stand down!"

Yuan Tai pressed his palm, and his voice was like thunder, exploding in the void and rolling in all directions.

"This little thing, there is no need to trouble the prince. I'll just fix it myself!"

The black-robed man at the head narrowed his eyes, sneered, and slapped his palm. Listening to the sound of a bang, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color, and a dark cloud appeared out of thin air, circling around the five black-robed men rapidly, among the dark clouds, a dark hand with a radius of several acres, with infinite thunder light, fell from the air, with a breath of pushing and drying, the sky and the earth collapsed, and bombarded the Yunmeng master below.

"Grandmaster is strong!"

The Yunmeng masters suddenly exclaimed. Any grandmaster-level powerhouse, whether it is placed in Daliang or Yunmeng, is a commander-level powerhouse! It is not something that these people can fight against at all.

"Humph!"

On the cliff, Yuan Tai snorted coldly, and a trace of electric light flashed in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, countless mud and stones flew out of the ground, turning into an ancient divine eagle, and blasted into the dark hand of the sky like thunder.