Chapter 1380: Dao Heart
As soon as he took a breath, Qing Yanghuan felt a terrifying qi in the distance suddenly rise, he only felt that the blood mist around him seemed to be boiled, and the terrifying qi made him tremble.
Vaguely, he saw an intermittent picture in the distance, and in the center of the battlefield, a big hand appeared, as if it had cut off the nine heavens and ten earths, cut off the long river of fate, and shattered thousands of gods.
"Damn, I'm going to die!"
Ignoring anything else, Qing Yanghuan turned his head and ran in the opposite direction, it was really exciting here, and the wind of death was always around.
Thundered!
The terrifying qi swept in all directions like a wave, and too many warriors were destroyed in the ancient battlefield, and the divine forms manifested by the existence of immortal will after death were annihilated into nothingness by the ripples, and for a while, the bone battlefield with thousands of gods in the distance suddenly became calm.
Rumble!
Qingyang Huan, who was running wildly, was hit by the wild air current, fell into a deep pit, and a dog gnawed on the mud again, a mouthful of blood mud, and the whole body fell heavily into the blood mud, and a half-decayed, extremely hideous head was in front of his eyes, and he grabbed it and threw it out.
Bad luck!
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
The corners of his mouth coughed slightly, Qing Yanghuan did not get up immediately, in the previous impact ripples, although he was running against the undulating bones, he still received a part of the impact, so he lay there and didn't want to move.
Even if the blood and mud here are like swamps, and there are white bones everywhere, he doesn't want to move, this place is too dangerous, and if he moves casually, he may lose his life.
"You've crushed me. ”
Just after Qing Yanghuan had been pondering for more than ten breaths, an ethereal voice sounded, which immediately made him almost frightened, and he jumped up and walked out of this blood pit at once.
Who!
Whoa!
In the blood mud pit, the scattered white bones made a buzzing sound, and one by one flew up from the blood mud, forming a white bone monster that reunited with each other.
The human head and beast bones are hideous and terrifying.
"Are you here ......?"
"I'll come to your uncle. ”
The next moment, Qingyang Huan's figure jumped into the blood pit again, and beat this monster into parts, where did the lonely ghost come from.
Sitting back in the blood mud pit, Qingyang Huan looked along the irregular edge of the pit towards the outer sky, and the slightly hazy sky dome was flickering with a faint star light.
At this moment, the entire ancient battlefield was very calm, and all the turmoil seemed to have been annihilated by the big hand just now, not to mention that there was no appearance of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it was surprisingly quiet here.
"Everything in heaven and earth evolves from a point when heaven and earth first opened, no matter whether the race is alive or dead, everything, including life, reincarnation, heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, laws, time and space, dreams, etc., can be seen and thought, and even the rules of heaven and earth are gradually evolved from the beginning of the mixed yuan of heaven and earth. ”
It is estimated that after about ten days, Qingyang Huan recuperated his body to the peak state of the impact, and began to comprehend the words spoken by the master when he entered the battlefield.
"Isn't murderous enough?"
However, the whimpering sound suddenly reappeared, and in the ancient battlefield that was calmed down by the big hand, the immortal soul will of a venerable deity after death reappeared, and the ancient killing was conjured.
Boom!
A gilded spear the size of 10,000 zhang, full of mottled cracks, struck the void, but when it passed over Qingyang Huan's head, it suddenly turned around and smashed towards the top of his head.
"Damn, I'm looking for something. ”
The next moment, Qingyanghuan's figure rolled out of this blood pit in a hurry, and ran into the distance without looking back, and there was a shocking roar behind him.
"Roar!"
Qing Yanghuan, who was running, suddenly found that the sky was dark, and a strong smell of blood permeated the air, and several heavenly pillars on both sides smashed down towards him.
However, in an instant, he saw clearly, where was the pillar of heaven, but the fangs of the fierce beast, and ran into people's mouths, such a big fierce beast, my obedient.
Rumble!
The fierce beast's mouth was closed, and suddenly Qingyang Huan fell into darkness.
This is an earth dragon, with a huge body of nearly 500,000 zhang, like the Shenyue Mountains at every turn, it is an ancient flood remnant, the blood is vigorous, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and it is very laborious to kill it.
Rumble!
However, in the next moment, a divine light burst into the sky on the mouth of the Earth Dragon Dragon, and a figure in the divine light rushed out like a sharp arrow, and then fell on the huge back of the Earth Dragon.
Roar!
The mouth was punctured, the earth dragon went crazy, the huge body rolled, the earth shook, and countless corpses and bones were shaken, and then the earth dragon opened its big mouth, like a black hole, sucking the blood and bones on the earth like a torrent towards the mouth.
Whew!
The hurricane roared, Qingyang Huan's feet pierced into the back of the earth dragon, and the stone spear in his hand was pierced into it, barely being sucked away in the wind, this guy had rough skin and thick flesh, and he couldn't feel pain like this.
"Roar!"
At that moment, the dragon head of the earth dragon turned around, opened its big mouth and bit its back, Qingyang Huan entered its mouth, and the fishy mouth almost smoked him to death.
Thundered!
Immediately following the pain-eating earth dragon, it became even more furious, and the 100,000-zhang long tail wing continued to sweep in all directions like a heavenly whip, and every time it fell, the ancient battlefield shook the mountains, and the cracks in the earth spread in all directions.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
The earth dragon roared, touching the weapons and remnants left in the ancient battlefield, and one by one they recovered from the silence, conjuring up swords, guns, axes, fists, palms, legs and feet, and bombarded down towards the earth dragon.
Puff puff!
The blood flowers on the surface of the body of the earth dragon that stretched for 500,000 zhang burst out, and the blood poured down like a river of blood, converging into a blood-colored river and flowing out, and the violent sting made the earth dragon more and more tyrannical, as if the mountains were toppling and the earth was trembling.
It took almost a day for the turmoil in the ancient battlefield to gradually calm down.
Whoa!
A stone spear pierced out of the back of the earth dragon, tearing the blood and bones, revealing a pair of big hands that grabbed the crack in the scale armor outside and crawled out.
"Ahem......"
Qingyang Huan, who was covered in blood, got out of the body of the earth dragon, sat paralyzed in the flesh and blood, holding his stone spear, panting heavily, this guy was too resistant to beating, and he almost didn't let it die when he bleed.
The weirdest thing is that the behemoth in front of him is just the peak realm of the king, and he has not stepped into the emperor realm, so he has carried down so many attacks by virtue of his rough skin and thick flesh.
This is simply contrary to common sense.
It's no wonder that you can live in the ancient battlefield, such a counterattack resistance coupled with a quick recovery ability is simply a perfect match for martial arts.
However, the huge body also brought inconvenience to the earth dragon, it is a good thing that the flesh and blood are strong, but he can't completely control the body, the accumulated blood and qi are lengthy, and even piled up in the body at will, not obeying the mobilization of his own will at all, if he collects these blood and qi freely, then even if the emperor wants to kill it, it is not easy, and it is expected to be promoted to the emperor realm.
Only with a strong will can you control your own battle body and let your strength be perfectly controlled.
For a while, Qing Yanghuan seemed to have caught something, just like the last time he faced Jia Luo Burning Lamp, he entered the mysterious and ethereal realm.
Control yourself, let every inch of your own strength be perfectly controlled, there is ten percent of the force to burst out of ten percent, which is called the ultimate combat power, and ten percent of the force to burst out of twelve percent of the power, which is the magic of war.
Sitting on the back of the earth dragon, Qingyang Huan gradually had a touch of enlightenment in his heart, no wonder the ancestor would say those mysterious words to him, the way of martial arts, whether it is self-cultivation or cultivation, is transforming itself, as long as it can make his own life transform, why be afraid of what the law?
What suits him is right, in vain he has been carefully deducing the way of the heavens, but his cognition is reversed, he comprehends the way of the heavens is to transform himself, not to look at the way of the heavens too carefully, every step is cautious, lest it is wrong, treat it like an uncle.
He is the master, and the Heavenly Dao is just the Fa in his hands, as the master, how can he let a Fa affect his will, yes, how the deduction of the Heavenly Dao has always affected his own will.
If you can't use the Tao for yourself, what is the use of cultivating it, if you abandon the Heavenly Dao and choose other Dao, there are thousands of avenues, and there are thousands of ways to become enlightened, and only you are the real helmsman.
No matter how good the way of the heavens is, they must use it for themselves.
In the past, he fell into a misunderstanding and regarded the Heavenly Dao as too lofty, perhaps because there were too many legends about the Heavenly Dao throughout the ages, so he regarded the Heavenly Dao as if he were an uncle.
Taoism is the way to practice martial arts, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, what suits you is the best, there is a distinction between superior and inferior people, it is a martial artist of all races, the strength is not high or low, and you can kill people invisibly when you are derived to the peak.
The ultimate goal of martial arts is to transform one's own body.
And the process of martial arts is to kill!
Terran warriors refine their blood and qi, strengthen themselves, and constantly cultivate the Dharma and comprehend the Dao Method, not just to strengthen themselves and resist the killings from the four corners of the earth and the heavens and all worlds, they need to go to battle all the time, this is a blood-stained road.
Sitting cross-legged on the back of the earth dragon, let the dirty blood stain, Qingyang Huan fell into a kind of ethereal, in all directions of his four was the god form of the sky in the conquest and fighting, and the unwilling soul of the deceased existence was roaring.
A faint Dao light floated on the surface of the body, contaminated with the blood and bones of the earth dragon, and there was an inexplicable change.
Airplanes!
Half a day later, Qingyang Huan woke up, his eyes opened and closed, revealing a sonorous battle intent, pulled out the stone spear on the side, stepped on the back of the earth dragon, and went in the direction of the god-shaped expedition in the sky.
After stepping off the earth dragon, he turned to look at the earth dragon prostrate on the ground, he felt that this earth dragon was not completely dead, and there was still a trace of agility in its huge body.
After a few breaths, he turned to leave, this earth dragon was his epiphany, if it really didn't die completely, it was its own creation to survive.
Kill!
He has already understood the intention of his ancestor, and only in the continuous fighting can he continue to smelt his own precipitation, break his shackles, and advance into the peak realm of battle intent.
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