After five consecutive days and five nights of martial arts exchanges, Hong Yi told Chan Yinsha all the martial arts and opinions he had learned one by one.

"Bull Demon Powerful Fist", "Heavenly Entanglement", "Tiger Demon Bone Fist", "Butterfly Dance Boxing Method", "Wolf Moon Sword Technique", "Ape Demon Mixed God Stick Method", "Heavenly Snake Shè Breath", "Spirit Turtle Breath", "Dragon Elephant Law Seal", "Moro God Hammer" and many martial arts cheats obtained in the extermination of Giant Whale Island, the middle-level martial arts classics jīng marrow, everything, all martial arts, under the guidance of Zen Silver Yarn, are all integrated.

At the last minute.

All martial arts, boxing, muscles and muscles, the expansion of the membrane, the twisting of bones, and the peristalsis of internal organs are all integrated.

Hong Yi has never had such a perfect insight and grasp of his body at this moment.

After he finished communicating with Zen Yinsha, he exercised hard, and after absorbing the medicinal power of Yuanqi Dzi, he had a perfect feeling all over his body. The muscles, bones, and internal organs all seem to be fragrant and clean, and any dirt in them has been exercised and cleaned.

All parts of the body, under the command of their own minds, can be used freely, without a little blockage and pain, and will not cause strain, bone dislocation, shortness of breath and other problems due to excessive force.

When he was violent, Hong Yidu seemed to feel his boiling blood, and it also turned into a golden sè like a dzi in the Yuan.

Moo, moo! sizzle, sizzle!

The golden mist that enveloped the whole body has now become unusually thin. Obviously, all the medicinal power was absorbed by Hong Yi and transformed into nourishment for the body.

"True Martial Saint Body, it turns out that this is the case! The path taken is the same as mine, but some of the skills are much more advanced than mine, this Sword Saint Ram is foolish, he is really a peerless genius, I can't compare with him!"

At the last moment, Hong Yi used the cultivation method of the True Martial Holy Body, and completely alternated the Heavenly Snake Breathing Method and the Spirit Turtle Breathing Method, the two visceral breathing methods, and carried out the exercise.

The sound of a sizzling snake spitting arrows spit out from the internal organs of Hong Yi's body, listening to this sound, people will think that there is an ancient giant snake hidden in Hong Yi's body, choosing people to devour, a kind of horror, a cold feeling in the heart arises spontaneously.

The heavenly snake shè breathing method, extremely fast, with quick swallowing, condensing internal organs, and agitating qi and blood.

At this moment, the breathing suddenly changed, the hollow cow roared like Na, and like a dragon, Hong Yi's breathing was slow and heavy, and the strength was infinite, like a mountain, like the earth, as calm and slow.

The spirit turtle breathing method, the extreme anode is slow, and with slow brewing, it bursts out into a calm swallow.

The two methods of exhalation are just opposite.

"The Celestial Snake King is also a genius. Although this demon king is ranked below the Peacock King, judging from the Heavenly Snake Shè Breath Method, she is even more unpredictable. A thought welled up in Hong Yi's heart.

However, this thought was extinguished at once, and Hong Yi began to wholeheartedly cultivate the transformation of the last level of the True Martial Holy Body.

The sound of the celestial snake's breath and the roar of the spirit turtle alternated violently.

Hong Yi gradually used, and people entered the realm of powerlessness and thoughtlessness.

"Huh?" Zen Yinsha, who had been silent for a long time and was also breathing slowly, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Hong Yi between the violent breathing, the moment when the two voices alternated, faintly, and swept over violently with thoughts, and saw that behind Hong Yi, there seemed to be two faint phantoms, a huge python, and a giant tortoise, two spiritual objects were entangled, intertwined, and violently formed a great god.

"True martial temperament!" Zen Yinsha's heart moved.

The celestial snake and the phantom of the giant tortoise that appeared behind Hong Yi are not real, but a kind of momentum, ** tumbling activity, the momentum created by the momentum, does not exist in the reality, only extremely sensitive gods and soul masters can feel it, and ordinary people will only feel the oppression of the jīng god.

Because this kind of momentum, compared to the soul, is not real and does not exist at all, but it has a huge oppressive force on people's jīng gods and souls.

A real martial arts master, a martial saint, a great master, a fortune boxing method, the invisible momentum of the god soul master's jīng divine power, heavy as a mountain.

And the Taoist master can only use the technique of divine soul confusion to cause this kind of jīng divine coercion, but compared to the coercion of the martial arts master, there is less of a real feeling. The martial arts master is one spirit and flesh, although he can't perform Dao techniques, but the power of the jīng god is combined, but it is fused with blood and masculinity, and the powerful momentum is enough to make the ghosts and immortals within a certain range, and the body cannot be approached.

Between righteousness, ghosts and gods are not close!

Between the murderous boiling, the immortal Buddha is far away!

This is the coercion of a true martial arts master!

It is also a martial saint, a master at the level of human immortals, and a place that is feared by the master of the divine soul.

If ordinary people look at Hong Yi now, but they can't see the entanglement of turtles and snakes behind him, they will only feel that Hong Yi's breath is pressing, and there is a sense of oppression that is infinitely powerful and out of breath.

But Zen Yinsha, a Taoist master, can keenly feel the appearance of this great god. This is not something that the spirit "sees", but feels.

The momentum is not in reality, but in telepathy, it is something more virtual than the soul.

In the range of this great god's momentum, ordinary Dao thoughts can't be approached at all.

"When the Yinyue monk made a fist, the momentum around his body was like a Dharma body, within ten miles, my subconscious felt that the golden light was overwhelming, and it was extremely difficult to get close to the thought, and it was not easy to cast the Taoist technique, close to his core, just a simple punch, it seriously injured my soul. ”

Zen Yinsha recalled the scene of her sneak attack on the Yinyue monk at that time.

Compared with the current Hong Yi, the momentum of the Yinyue monk is naturally thousands of times greater, but Hong Yi has finally stepped into this threshold, and the power of ** has this momentum.

"Strange? A master who cultivates the divine soul should not have this kind of momentum, only a master who is one of spirit and flesh can have such a feeling? Could it be that he can enter the martial arts and dream of the realm of thoughtlessness? That is to say, this true martial momentum is not generated by his divine soul, but by his **, which is naturally formed. ”

If Hong Yi's true martial god was transformed by his divine soul, then Zen Yinsha would not feel any oppression at all, because the divine soul is yīnxìng, and for Taoist masters, only the difference in strength can produce oppression.

But now the other party's true martial god does not have the slightest yīnxìng, it is completely masculine. This can cause a feeling of oppression to the soul of Zen Silver Yarn.

This is completely xìng qualitative oppression, just like even the smallest cat barks, and the big mouse feels flustered.

Although Zen Yinsha can now defeat Hong Yi's momentum with a casual thought, if it is that kind of small Taoist cultivator, if it is a person who has just come out of the body, travels at night, or travels, he will not be able to get close.

"Thunder Arc Light!"

Just when Zen Yinsha was thinking, Hong Yi stopped and showed his martial arts.

He used his hand instead of a knife, and a thunder prison arc swayed out. In the past, it took a lot of effort to twist the muscles and internal organs to use the killer moves, but now they can be easily used, and between uses, they can be used freely, as if they can easily breathe and drink water.

"Yīn Yang Purgatory!"

After casting the "Thunder Arc Light", Hong Yi also displayed the "Yīn Yang Purgatory" that can only be performed in the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

Sure enough, this time, it was much more difficult, the legs were twisted in a spiral, the bones in the legs were like twisted hemp ropes, steel wires, and the intestines in the abdomen were also twisted backwards, one hand was like a knife, the other hand was like a sickle, and at the same time, the bones of the whole body were twisted and rattled.

However, Hong Yi still completed this move with difficulty.

"Finally achieved the primary stage of the True Martial Saint Body! It is so powerful, how powerful should it be to practice the marrow and exchange blood of the Great Grandmaster Realm?

Hong Yi stopped his body, the thin golden mist around his body had been completely breathed in the breath, and his soul that was dormant in the "jīng yuan upper womb" also dispersed into the physical body, began to control his body, and opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there were doubts.

"I forcibly cast the trick of yīn Yang Purgatory, although I don't have the momentum of Wei Liancheng that makes people fall into purgatory, but just completing the action, it is already very difficult, after all, this move, even the red chasing Yang can't be used, is the True Martial Holy Body actually so powerful? Also, I feel that the moment I cultivated the True Martial Holy Body just now, the qi and blood of the flesh operated strongly, and it actually became a kind of illusion similar to that produced by the confusion of the divine soul? No, this kind of illusion is more real and masculine than the illusion of the soul, what is this? Why, the physical body has no soul, how can this kind of momentum be produced just by the operation of qi and blood?"

Hong Yi is now also at ease with his physical condition just now.

"You can actually enter the realm of inability to be thoughtless, this is the realm that people who practice martial arts dream of. Zen Yinsha looked at Hong Yi and said: "The flesh and blood are running, there is no soul, and it is not strange to produce a natural momentum." Look at the majestic mountains, the wide sea, the high nine-day sky, the thick earth?

"Yes, the majestic mountains, the wide sea, the high nine-heavenly firmament, the thick earth, the moon and the stars, these things do not have a soul of their own, but everyone can feel their huge and irresistible momentum. Hong Yi understood a lot in this instant.

"This is the real horror of martial arts, for mortals, the horror of martial arts masters lies in his ** strength, but for our masters who cultivate the Divine Soul Dao, the horror of martial arts masters lies in their momentum. However, in martial arts, momentum is not called momentum, but fist intent. A Taoist cultivator who practices the soul of the gods, and has become a martial saint in martial arts, it is impossible to have fist intent, and you can actually practice true martial fist intent, all by virtue of the realm of inability and thoughtlessness. ”

Zen Yinsha sighed: "This kind of realm is hard to find, if I had this realm state, I would have been a martial saint a long time ago, and I didn't need to reluctantly step into it until now, but I still haven't practiced boxing intent." At most, it's just a big increase in longevity and strength. ”

"You became a martial saint?"

Hong Yi looked at Zen Yinsha, only to feel that the other party's skin was fairer and more crystalline, the luster on her face was much softer, the breath of her whole body was peaceful, and her thoughts swept past, the lines of her body, muscles and muscles had a perfect feeling, and her breath was more uniform and peaceful than before.

"It's true that I'm transcendental! It's a pity that I haven't reached the realm of a great grandmaster. Hong Yi said.

"Your current physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary martial arts masters, otherwise where can you use the trick of 'yīn Yang Purgatory'? But I advise you, or don't rely on your own martial arts, and real martial arts masters, those who practice martial arts are very terrifying, if you meet a real martial saint, just by looking at your eyes, the momentum of your posture, you can make your breath not smooth, your strength will be greatly damaged, and you will be killed in one move. Zen silver yarn reminded Hong Yi.

"Although I have cultivated into a martial saint now, if I really compete with a master to fight kung fu, even if I am a middle-to-upper-class, close to the peak of the great grandmaster, it is helpless, you see that Wei Liancheng, it is too far behind me, but he can still repel me! If his kung fu is a little higher, I may not be able to protect you at that moment, and you are captured by him!"

"Yes, Wei Liancheng's martial arts are indeed terrifying, and the wise man has a thousand thoughts, there must be a mistake, and I have miscalculated. ”

Hong Yi suddenly remembered Butler Wu.

"When I was fighting against this old thing, I didn't feel his fist intent, momentum, could it be that he left a hand? Yes, the order that Hong Xuanji gave him was to capture and bring it back, but he didn't kill him! But this time he came to the Daluo faction to chase and kill me, and he didn't come forward? Why is this?"

At this time, Hong Yi did not hide it from Zen Yinsha, and told the situation of his rivalry with the martial saint of Wu.

"A master of the Martial Saint level, the soul and qi and blood are one, he has become a pure yang, his mind is extremely smart, he is like a god, and he has a special premonition of life and death! It is likely that he had a premonition that he would come to the sea to capture you before this, and he would not be able to get any benefits, so he did not come at all!" Zen Yinsha explained to Hong Yi.

"The divine soul and qi and blood are one, turning into pure yang, and having a special premonition of life and death! This kind of horror?" Hong Yi was shocked, if this is the case, if Hong Xuanji is the peak of the martial saint, or even a human immortal, then the danger can be premonited, so how can he deal with it?

"Yinsha, you once attacked the Yinyue monk, how was the battle?"

Hong Yi's tone was a little dry.

He wanted to know how powerful the fist intent of a real human immortal master was.

"If Monk Yinyue urges his fist intent with all his strength, momentum, my divine soul, he can't get close to him for ten miles at all, and sneak attack him, it will have no effect at all, as soon as you have the idea of sneaking up on him, he will have a sense of danger in his heart. Zen Yinsha gently described her feelings.

Hong Yi let out a long sigh and held back for a long time, but said a few words: "It's almost time to reach the kamikaze country, let's go out and have a look." ”