The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 489 Zhao Changhe's First God Slaying

  Zhao Changhe didn't know who helped so much, so he could only subconsciously blame the blind man.

  This is a great help!

According to the practice method of the Bashan Sword House, these sword qi overflowing through the body are supposed to be guided to circulate in the body. Previously, Wuding opened his mouth to be able to spit out sword qi because of the warm and nourishing sword qi in the body. The killer weapon at the bottom of the box.

  If it is well-raised, there will be no sword aura in every gesture, that is the legendary innate and invisible sword aura, even if a drop of blood is splashed, it is a sword.

  When there is no fixed distance, it is only half a step away.

   In other words, if you can withstand the movement of the sword energy in your body, you don't need the blade grass. The blade grass is nothing more than generating and condensing sword energy.

   Everyone practiced differently. The original Zhao Changhe really couldn't control these sword qi, and couldn't guide them, but now it has been weakened countless times. Isn't it just possible to try to guide them?

  He has enough sword intent and knows exactly how to do it...

  Zhao Changhe quickly looked inside and guided, leading the overflowing sword energy into the limbs and bones, melting into the flowing blood and **** evil energy, and polishing it carefully. This is the body forging process mentioned by Li Shentong.

   This point alone is impossible for normal people to do, but it can be done under the premise that the bloodline transformation of Juntian Blood Jade is thick and persistent. The body training requirements guided by the heavenly book are indeed absolutely standard.

In Zhao Changhe's own feelings, it seems that it has been a long time, and he seems to be able to feel that the flowing blood has become extremely sharp, it is like hundreds of millions of blood swords gathered into a tube of blood, flowing in the body; The evil spirit on it is like a sword, shuttling back and forth.

   After Zhao Changhe felt a little adaptation, the sword energy began to grow again, the curse effect passed, and the energy recovered.

  After guiding and controlling Qi and blood, the surging sword Qi will not be a threat no matter how strong it is, because it has already become a part of the body.

  The second stage of the blood Shura body, Dacheng.

  The door of the double secret storehouse suddenly opened a gap, and Zhao Changhe could already see the scenery behind the door.

  It’s actually very simple, it’s been expected for a long time—when the inner family’s true qi practice catches up, it will break. It's just that this moment is extremely clear, and I can feel that the finishing touch is there.

The secret storehouse is not so mysterious. To put it bluntly, it is still called the "human body secret storehouse", and it is still playing tricks on itself, but this trick is more individualized than the original entrance. Everyone's path may not be the same, so it cannot form a unified So much so that Zhao Changhe was at a loss between the first and second levels of secret storage, but now he has completely found the way.

   Searching for secret treasures is another story... Zhao Changhe opened his blood-red eyes, and the war at this moment is an urgent one.

  He feels that the exercise process has been a long time, but in fact this process is very fast, because the blood circulation of the human body is only about 20 seconds a week, and his body is different now, and the circulation only takes a few seconds. This time is very long for the battle, but fortunately, there is still a distance from Xue Ao Chong in the crowd.

  Zhao Changhe put away the dragon sparrow, took out the bone sword, and inserted it heavily into the extremely small gap in Xueao's skull.

  The originally majestic and incomparable power of the rushing river condensed into a small point on the tip of the sword, the most extreme compression and sharpness. A ray of sharp sword energy whizzed in, successfully penetrating into the bones of the blood turtle.

  Xue Ao suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, that was not the pain of craniotomy.

  The soul of a Buddhist venerable is of course incompatible with this kind of **** body. Normally, it was fine, but it just happened to meet the beast spirit saint of the Spirit Race, and it was waiting for that slight flaw to fight desperately to fight for the control of Xueao.

  Yue Hongling pried the Lingtai, and even let the corpse fit in, directly snatching the body.

  Zhao Changhe broke open the spirit of the sky, destroyed the internal closure, and made the incompatibility of the body and soul even more broken, and a black air pierced through the brain, which was a sign that the soul was squeezed out.

  Black air rushed straight at Zhao Changhe's door, seemingly trying to take Zhao Changhe's home in turn. Zhao Changhe swiftly took out a talisman, and stuck it on with a "snap".

  The black air howled again, turned into a black awn and escaped into the gap of the holy mountain, where it disappeared.

  Zhao Changhe didn't have the strength to chase after him. He hugged the head of the turtle with weak hands and feet, barely supporting himself so as not to fall, and could only watch Hei Qi enter the holy mountain.

  The other party obviously had a premeditated plan for the Heavenly Book, and how to get in is also planned... But it doesn't matter, I couldn't deal with you before, and when it comes to the Tianshu dispute, there will be a blind man who wants to **** you.

  Yue Hongling rushed to his side, and hurriedly supported Zhao Changhe who was crumbling: "Are you okay?"

   "Fortunately..." Zhao Changhe looked down at Ao Shou with a cold expression: "It depends on whether it is okay..."

   Xue Ao was still screaming in pain, it was the result of his body being joined by another soul. But the corpse demon's soul transmission has already reached Zhao Changhe's soul sea: "Thank you for chasing the bald donkey away and giving me a holy body... In return for you, I will leave you with a whole corpse... haha... hahaha... "

   Laughter was still spreading, Zhao Changhe flipped his hand, and another sword pill had already been thrown into Xueao's mouth.

   "???" The laughter stopped.

"I know how to guide the sword energy, but I still can't resist the sword energy rushing around. The **** body can't guide the sword energy, and neither can you. I want to see how passionate it is." Zhao Changhe was exhausted. He said in a low voice: "The shell of the Xueao is very hard, I don't believe its stomach is also so hard."

  The air seemed to stand still for a moment, and the next moment, thousands of swords pierced through Xueao's abdomen.

   What was worse than Zhao Changhe at first was that no matter how hard Zhao Changhe couldn't hold back, he could still have a routine grooming. At least the sword energy rushed out to the body surface, and it wouldn't stab at the heart. Regardless of whether it is a blood turtle or a corpse demon, they don't know anything about this area. In addition, the body structure of a blood turtle is very different from that of a human being. run around.

   "Swish, swish, swish!" In just an instant, Xue Ao's body was turned into rotten flesh by thousands of sword qi, almost no complete internal organs could be found.

  The body of the blood turtle that was snatched just now lay on the ground, motionless, and was directly "poisoned" by the sword pill.

  Tianling broke through the black air again.

  The Corpse Demon was furious, it was not easy to entangle with the Xueao, and now it is much weaker than before, and its body is still dead.

  Death is death. Aren’t you Zhao Changhe weaker now, can’t you take your body!

  Just as he got out of Xueao Tianling, a talisman was pasted there, and Zhao Changhe's cold eyes were in front of him.

  The sword light flickered on the side, and Yue Hongling, who had understood all the questions, jumped up, and a brilliant golden light shot straight down.

   "No! You are crossing the river to demolish..." The corpse demon let out a miserable scream, and the black air evaporated, turning into a distorted human face, and finally disappeared slowly.

  It didn't understand until it died, how Zhao Changhe prepared the talisman so early, as if he was waiting to deal with these two ghosts.

  Sisi has just arrived here from the holy mountain far away, and flew up: "How are you?"

  Zhao Changhe was weakly slumped on the tortoise shell, and Yue Hongling was also leaning on him very tiredly. The two sat next to each other, laughing: "We seem to have killed your true ancestor god. Are we going to run for our lives later?"

Sisi was too lazy to look at the stinky appearance of the two clinging to each other, so she quickly took out two pills and gave them to eat: "Killing Xueao, let's see what it says...as long as I help you to promote it, then it's true." Things that can only be done by a holy envoy with an oracle."

  She paused and lowered her voice: "As for the soul just now, it's a bad person, isn't it?"

  Zhao Changhe took a deep look at her, and finally felt relieved. Fatigue surged, and he passed out.

Sisi silently looked at his blood-soaked appearance, that holy body with almost no good flesh from the sword qi rushing out... She simply didn't know how Zhao Changhe could persist in the follow-up battle and be so calm make all the right responses.

  Taohua's eyes finally had real mist, and she was about to cry.

  Yue Hongling slumped to the side angrily: "Take us to heal our wounds, if there is something to sell, let's talk about it afterwards."

  Sisi said to Yue Hongling very apologetically, "I'm sorry, Sister Yue, you helped me so much, I..."

   "You're welcome..." Yue Hongling lazily said, "After all, I played with you too."

  (end of this chapter)