C150

In the west of big Chu, thousands of miles away, there is a dark Dead Sea, which is one of the most terrible dangerous places in the world. The dead sea, as its name suggests, is a place of death. The people who enter this place die and die. It would be nice to have one out of ten thousand people alive. This area was originally a vast ocean. However, I don't know when the sea has dried up overnight. All kinds of creatures in the sea are dying and resentful. After that, some inexplicable great powers appeared in this dry sea, which made it a terrible forbidden area for death.

On that day, a huge gap opened in the sky at the edge of the dead sea. A white figure, rolling down from the, bang, heavy hit the ground.

Hong Ling got up and took a look at the dead sea, which was covered by the blood mist, and took a breath. In his perception, the dark Dead Sea is like a huge burial pit, full of dead gas. Among them, there are wind bursts, all kinds of sad calls, from time to time with the wind.

Rao is an expert of Hongling art. He is also full of shock at the Dead Sea in front of him. He quickly adjusted his breath and turned the tyrant's destiny to the extreme. The overlord God is by no means a kind of martial arts. It is more like a set of powerful secret methods, which can condense Hongling's whole body strength to the extreme. He has nine turn Xuangong in his own practice, and his combat power is already very amazing. However, the tyrant God will still be able to improve his strength.

The best stage of practicing the tyrannical determination is to start with Refining Essence and transforming Qi, which can lay a very strong foundation. Hong Ling had already passed that stage, but for him, it was no big deal. With such a powerful skill as jiuzhuanxuangong, no matter what Dharma formula he practices, he will go with the wind and water.

He slowly stepped into the dead sea, only a few steps, he found that he had lost the sense of direction. Standing on the dry sand on the bottom of the sea, the boy found that the road had disappeared, as if it had never existed. Try to release the divine consciousness and explore everything around you. But in his perception, the whole world seems to be completely shrouded in the blood mist of the dead sea, which is impossible to detect. The tyrant God in Hong Ling's body will continue to work, and stimulate his hidden strength in the body bit by bit.

This is a very long process. Hongling's strength is too strong. Even if it is a tyrant, it will take a long time for these forces to be completely released. He no longer pays too much attention to the improvement of power, but runs the nine turn Xuangong to raise the vigilance to the limit. He summoned the God of sorrow and held it in his hand. Step by step, he walked towards the depth of the dead sea. After he completed the formula of fighting God of war, his control of his own power reached the point of meticulous. Young people are now so powerful that even he himself does not know where the upper limit is.

Aimlessly walking in the dead sea for nearly half a day, Hongling did not find any living things. In the air of the dead sea, there is a strong smell of blood. Such power has a great influence on people's mind. Teenagers just breathe for a short time, they feel dizzy and swollen. Fortunately, he ran Xuangong in time to drive this feeling out of his mind.

Although the blood fog was harmful to others, when Hongling tried to run the tyrant God, the fog rushed into his limbs. The progress of Ba Shen Jue's practice has been accelerated a lot. This makes Hong Ling a little excited. If he can really achieve the goal of cultivating the spirit of Qi and Qi, and then break through the realm of refining spirit and returning to emptiness, then he will have an unprecedented creation.

He simply let go of the body's restrictions and accelerated the phagocytosis of the blood mist of the dead sea. He constantly absorbed the blood mist everywhere between heaven and earth, accelerating the progress of Ba Shen Jue's practice. The power of the four limbs is becoming stronger and stronger. Hong Ling thought about it for a moment, and then turned the sad sword into a sword array and guarded himself in it. He unscrupulously absorbed the fog in the dead sea. The fog around him became rarer and rarer.

For three days, Hongling's decision to master God finally changed her practice from the initial stage of Refining Essence and transforming Qi to the great perfection of Qi refining and spirit transforming. His strength was so strong that he was shocked. He really did not expect that the blood mist in the dead sea of the nether world had such a powerful promoting effect on the cultivation of BA shenjue. However, he was staring at the blood around him and frowning.

After swallowing too much blood gas, he even coagulated a stinky blood gas all over his body. This blood, all the time eroding his consciousness, let him produce a torrent of killing intention. Hongling thought a move, called out the end of the sky thunder fire, gently point on the blood. Blood gas as if ice and snow met the sun, quickly melting up.

"The thunder and fire of the wasteland can remove the blood of the Dead Sea in the nether world!" Hong Ling's eyes were fixed. If this is the case, it will be easy for him to break through the spirit refining process. Previously, his cultivation was in the great consummation of Qi refining and God transforming, but he had never tried to break through, because his true Qi was still a little empty. Now, after being tempered by BA shenjue, his essence, Qi and spirit are all at the peak of Qi refining. You can start to try, break through to the realm of refining spirit.

Only when he breaks through the realm of refining and returning to emptiness, can he move forward quickly in the dark Dead Sea. When a monk reaches the realm of refining and returning to emptiness, he can fly in the sky. Moreover, he can tear up the void at will and make a short space transition. Hongling has been fascinated by this for a long time.He knew, however, that it was not a good place to shut down. Even if he was protected by the sad sword array, he could not guarantee that he would not be troubled by the crisis in the dead sea. Once he is disturbed when breaking through the closed door, he may fall on the spot. This is not what Hong Ling wants to see. He wants to find a place suitable for seclusion.

He put away the sad sword, and suddenly his eyes fixed on the dark gold sword in his hand. In his perception, the grade of the sad sword has been upgraded unconsciously. He immersed his consciousness into the body of the sword and sensed the state of the sword spirit. For a long time, he had a strange look on his face. The sword spirit of sad God sword is actually devouring the blood mist invading the sword body.

"The goblin mine is swallowing up the blood fog!" Hongling soon discovered the secret. He took out the matrix of the tianeclipse demon mine stored in the space ring and put it on his hand.

He infused the true Qi into the matrix of tianeclipse demon mine, trying to urge it to swallow the blood mist in the dead sea. Sure enough, the matrix of tianeclipse demon mine sends out a pleasant breath, constantly swallowing the blood around. In Hongling's perception, the quality of tianero demon mine is getting stronger and stronger, and there are faint signs to surpass Tianjie.

He put it away at will, this day the demon mine, can't let it evolve at present. After all, Hong Ling's own strength is still weak, and there are many crises in the dead sea. He could not guarantee whether the abnormal images produced during the evolution of the tianeclipse demon mine would lead to a huge crisis.

At least before he advanced to the level of refining God, Hongling did not intend to let the sad God sword and other treasures evolve. The youth's body quickly swept forward, and the divine consciousness was released by force. After experiencing the reinforcement of the tyrant God, he can finally feel everything within a hundred feet of his body. However, it takes a lot of divine consciousness.

Hong Ling didn't care much about the consumption of divine consciousness. He practiced the nine turn Xuangong, which was rare in the world. He could afford to spend even a large amount of divine consciousness to move forward in the dead sea. He was moving quickly, suddenly, as if he had found something. His face was awe inspiring. He stopped and stared at the front.

"Somebody, get out of here!" He thought a move, will be the overlord gun in hand, vigilant looking at the front.

A huge shadow slowly emerged from the blood mist a hundred feet away. It was a huge headless corpse, holding a spear which was nearly ten feet high, and came slowly. In Hongling's perception, the breath of the headless corpse is very strong, which has far exceeded the realm of refining God and returning to emptiness, and has stepped into the path of refining emptiness. His face a Lin, quietly standing in place, dare not move.

The headless corpse, step by step on the bloody seabed sand. At each step, the whole earthquake will tremble slightly. Hongling mobilize Yan Huang mirror, death of the convergence of their own breath, dare not move minute. This headless corpse can be killed if he uses the power of imperial instruments. But as soon as she saw that behind the headless corpse, there were countless bodies that could not be seen clearly, Hong Ling's heart trembled.

Under the gaze of his eyes, nearly a thousand powerful headless corpses passed before his eyes. It seems that these headless corpses did not notice his existence because of the youth's breath. Or, to say, disdain to look at him. This let Hong Ling a long sigh of relief.

There are thousands of strange and powerful headless corpses. Even though Hongling is in the mirror of Yan Huang emperor, he doesn't dare to easily take Yingfeng. With a little carelessness, he could have died here. These corpses, like an ancient army, patrol in the dead sea. Each of them is as like as two peas. Hong Ling looked at the spear in their hands, and her eyes were very hot.

These spears are made of a lot of metal containing divine crystal. If such a group of walking corpses can be killed, the Shenjing that Hongling can obtain will be comparable to those brought out by Hong Yi from the state treasury of the great Chu state. But he just thought about it. Who knows if killing such a corpse would cause other big trouble.

After the group of walking corpses disappeared in the fog and could no longer be seen, Hongling finally put her heart down. However, before he could relax his vigilance, a strong breath burst out behind him. Hum, the sound of the magic instrument buzzing, exploded from behind his head. Sharp and cold breath, toward his heart, let him burst out a cold sweat.

His body did not move, the palm of his hand turned over, and the overlord spear quickly stabbed back, which could have stopped the fierce attack of a sharp spear. A shadow of a person can not hit, quickly back away, standing in front of the boy five feet away, coldly staring at him.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!