Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Xuanmen Cultivation Technique, Nine Cycles Fire Dan Gong!

This is the secret teaching method, cultivation Blood Qi.

Ninth Stage really cremated this elixir, one pill of profound art ginseng!

Cultivation "Nine Cycles Fire Dan Gong", can compress the blood Qi in the body into a fire pill, each strand of Blood Qi is a part of the fire pill, and is continuously quenched under the compression of the fire pill.

Both quality and quantity will improve at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing is that, in the real fire Ninth Stage, every time the First Stage Realm is improved, the power of the fire pill will increase exponentially, whether it is cultivation Blood Qi, or it is extremely powerful against the enemy, which is equivalent to practicing Blood Qi. An exotic treasure.

This is the ancient esoteric method of Blood Qi cultivation, which can not only improve the Realm, but also kill the enemy.

Xuanmen Cultivation Techniques like this are extremely precious. Looking at the world, I am afraid that only the Taiji Academy and the Sixth Daomen have secret treasures, and they will not be easily taught to their disciples.

Fire Dan is 10%, which is much more powerful than the Divine Armament methods like "The Sage's Mahamudra" and "The Great Sword of Bliss".

"Good stuff!" Zhou Dao rejoiced.

This Cultivation Technique not only greatly improved the speed of Zhou Dao's cultivation, but also improved his combat power invisibly.

Today, he is assisted by Qibao Shenhunxiang, majoring in "Nine Cycles Fire Dan Gong" and minoring in "Little Lei Yuanjing", refining pure Yang relics day and night.

I'm afraid it won't be long before he can break through Realm and reach the second stage of real fire.

With this in mind, Zhou Dao took out the pure yang relic.

The pale golden light escaped towards the surroundings like a flame, and every ray was like a cloud of smoke, and it was swirling around the pure yang relic.

Zhou Dao held it in his hand, the Blood Qi in his body was restless, and the pores of his body opened and closed.

hum...

Zhou Dao works to ignite Qibao Spiritual Incense, the cultivation method of "Nine Cycles Fire Dan Gong".

The pure yang relic was swallowed into the abdomen, and the Blood Qi in the body immediately surged, running along the twelve meridians, and finally merged into Dantian, surrounding the pure yang relic, absorbing the essence and gradually forming a group.

At the same time, Zhou Dao recited and sang "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing".

Each character is like thunder with different frequencies, trembling muscles and bones, causing Blood Qi to resonate, and the speed of absorbing the power of pure yang is getting faster and faster.

Every time Blood Qi runs a universe, it grows by one point.

call……

In an instant, the fragrance filled the room, Danxia rose, and the walls trembled with Zhou Dao's breathing.

His breath was also rising unconsciously.

...

That night, Ping'an Town enjoyed a rare silence.

Everything is back to normal.

The demon plague was lifted, many monsters were beheaded, and this place returned to a quiet and harmonious mountain town.

After a night of hard fighting, the demon slayer guards went home and fell asleep with the happiness and fatigue of the rest of their lives.

The clouds dissipated, revealing a crescent moon.

On the street, the sound of "da da" sounded, and a car frame stopped in front of Yu Yaosi's door.

At this moment, Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang were already waiting at the door.

"Tsk tsk, the two of you are really fortunate, you can't die like this."

In the car, a young man walked down, and it was the Lord of Ping'an Town, Wang Xuanzhi.

His eyes swept over the two major guards, and then looked at the Yu Yaosi lobby, which was almost in ruins, and could infer the tragic battle last night.

"Master Zhensi, you are back." Chen Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief, his face was still pale, and he needed Zhang Beixuan's support to barely stand.

“Go in and have a look!” Wang Xuanzhi still looked indifferent.

However, when he just walked into the lobby and saw the pool of demon blood, there was an imperceptible glimmer in his originally lazy eyes.

"Congealing evil and transforming evil, Lao Zhang, your life is really big!" Wang Xuanzhi said solemnly.

Sha-level monsters are usually handled by the town-level masters themselves, or handled by city-level imperial demon divisions.

"Good way..."

Wang Xuanzhi frowned, and his expression became more solemn.

He looked at the palm prints branded in the lobby, and a deep suspicion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Wang Xuanzhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked those palm marks. The remaining Blood Qi was like a flame, scorching hot and unusually fierce.

"Master Zhensi, can you see any clues?" Wang Hongbo stood aside and couldn't help asking.

This Duwei, the oldest of the Imperial Demon Division, had unlimited confidence in Wang Xuanzhi.

In his eyes, this young Master Zhensi is omnipotent.

Wang Xuanzhi was silent, feeling the temperature of the palm print remnants, his thoughts wandered, and a certain memory emerged in his mind.

On the martial arts field.

The young Wang Xuanzhi waved his fists, sweat dripped on the ground, and strands of Blood Qi escaped from his body.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, come here!"

In the distance, the middle-aged man beckoned, his pale face made the bushy beard look dazzling.

"The way of practice, one step at a time, you have practiced long enough." The middle-aged man smiled and said with satisfaction in his eyes.

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head, "It's not enough, I want to be like my brother, to reach the six transformations of the refining realm as soon as possible, and cultivate the Divine Armament method."

Speaking of this, the little guy's eyes lit up, as if hiding light, revealing a hint of yearning.

The middle-aged man smiled, he rubbed the little guy's head, raised his head, and looked at the dazzling sunlight.

"Dispel the talisman and transform the evil spirit, and form a soldier with thoughts..."

"Nine changes in the refining environment, cultivation is one's own body after all, and oneself is the true one by taking advantage of falsehoods to cultivate the truth..."

The little guy stared at Wu Liuliu's eyes with a blank look on his face, as if he didn't understand.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, lowered his right hand, placed it on his own broken leg, and looked at Wang Xuanzhi, full of hope.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, remember, there are people in this world who can incorporate their own spirit into Blood Qi... Everything is false, and he is the strongest means..."

"If you meet, you must stay away from this kind of person..."

"Did brother do it?" the little guy asked blankly.

"He's almost there..." The middle-aged man sighed, "Those who can go this far are truly terrifying."

"How can it be done?"

"Eight characters!" The middle-aged man looked at the little guy in front of him, and a stunned gleam suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"..."

rumbling...

The dusty memories came to an abrupt end.

Suddenly, the remaining Blood Qi suddenly burst open under Wang Xuanzhi's touch, domineering as fierce, rising into the sky, surging like a river overflowing, traversing all directions.

Zhang Beixuan, Chen Qinggang, and Wang Hongbo's three major guards suddenly changed color and stepped back.

They didn't expect that such a terrifying atmosphere could still erupt from the remaining Blood Qi, which was as small as a cloud of smoke, so that they couldn't even breathe.

Wang Xuanzhi stood still, as if he saw hundreds of palm prints falling from the sky, dense like a gust of wind and rain.

He snorted coldly, and Blood Qi rose into the sky in his body, colliding with the weather.

bang bang bang...

There was a loud noise, and the earth trembled.

Wang Xuanzhi's face was solemn, and he spit out eight words

"Return to the truth, God and Qi merge!!!"