Chapter 92

Ning Xiaochuan stared at her breathtaking face and took a deep breath. Suddenly, he regretted that when he was in the jungle, he should cut off her skirt with a sword, not her head with a sword.

If a beauty like princess Lanfei stays with her for a long time, it's really difficult to kill her again.

"Practice! In this strange place, the stronger the cultivation, the more likely it is to survive." Ning Xiaochuan took out a cold ice jade bottle from the Qiankun cloth bag, and dropped a drop of Wu Zun's blood essence from it into the palm of his hand.

Princess Lanfei saw the crystal clear blood in Ning Xiaochuan's palm, as if she couldn't see the most tempting food. Her small fragrant tongue gently added her lips.

She rushed directly in front of Ning Xiaochuan, hugged Ning Xiaochuan's arm, stretched out her delicate and smooth tongue, and constantly added Ning Xiaochuan's palm.

"Bravo, Bravo!"

At the moment, she is not dignified and elegant at all. She is like a hungry bitch, devouring the food thrown out by her master.

Until the drop of Wu Zun's blood essence was added clean, she retreated, her tongue gently added lips, sat across from Ning Xiaochuan, and began to refine the power of Wu Zun's blood.

Her body was covered with a layer of white mystery, which made her mysterious and ethereal, like an elegant fairy.

Ning Xiaochuan looked at the palm still stained with her saliva, and then looked at the Kanpan, Princess Lanfei sitting in the white Xuan Qi. She couldn't believe that she was the same person before and after this.

What kind of monster did the ugly old woman turn her into after she took her head back?

Is it really human?

Is it really a corpse slave?

Ning Xiaochuan poured out a drop of Wu Zun's blood essence again. In order to prevent Princess Lanfei from rushing up again, Tian, Tian immediately broke the blood into a blood mist and absorbed it into the body!

"Boom!"

The power of the magic sword is frantically absorbing Wu Zun's blood and gas, and resisting the power back to Ning Xiaochuan's body.

After this practice, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation has been improved. If he exerts it with all his strength, he can condense 49 sword Qi virtual shadows.

Only by condensing a hundred sword Qi virtual shadows, can we achieve the third kind of magic power "ten thousand swords melt rain" Mahayana.

At least eight drops of Wu Zun's blood gas need to be quenched before the third divine power can be cultivated into Mahayana and hit the fourth weight of the divine body.

Ningxiaochuan knew that this was a gradual process, so he was not in a hurry. He began to cultivate the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth while quenching his blood gas.

Connect the air flow between heaven and earth, absorb it into the body, and turn it into its own mysterious Qi of martial arts.

This is a process of communicating between heaven and earth.

And the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth is a bridge.

When Ning Xiaochuan was practicing the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth, the Bone Bead held in his arms also absorbed a ray of the purest mysterious Qi of heaven and earth, emitting a faint halo on the surface.

Ning Xiaochuan only felt a slight chill in his chest, as if a trace of cold air had entered his body.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan's speed of absorbing and refining Xuanqi suddenly doubled. Not only the Xuanqi between heaven and earth was rushing towards him madly, but also the speed of the demon sword in his body absorbing wuzun's blood gas doubled.

It has reached the fourth floor of the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth!

The speed of absorbing Xuan Qi is eight times the normal speed!

"Why did the speed of the magic sword absorbing blood gas suddenly double? Did the faster I absorbed dark gas, the faster the magic sword absorbed blood gas?" Ningxiaochuan was extremely happy.

In the past, Ning Xiaochuan could only refine a drop of Wu Zun's blood essence a day, and it took eight days to practice the third divine power to Mahayana.

Now the speed of the magic sword absorbing blood gas is doubled, so I can absorb two drops of wuzun essence blood every day. It only takes four days to cultivate the third divine power to Mahayana, which is fully shortened by half.

On the cliff in the distance, the famous sheep took back the epee. He felt the fluctuations in the space, and his eyes slightly looked at Ning Xiaochuan, who was wrapped by the mysterious Qi in the distance. He said to himself, "cultivating the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth can reach this level, which really makes me a little impressed."

A hundred meters away, Mingyang raised his heavy sword and waved it towards Ning Xiaochuan, chopping out a wave of sword Qi.

"Shua!"

The sword Qi turned into a sword wave.

Ningxiaochuan noticed the terrifying sword gas, his eyes burst open, and his mouth sent out a roar of thunder.

Boom!

The sword Qi was shattered and dissolved into invisibility.

Ningxiaochuan was a little angry, stood up and said, "Sir, is this deliberately provocative?"

The famous sheep said, "I just want to try how strong you are! You can block my sword, which is actually a high honor for you. With your cultivation, you have enough opportunities to compete for the top ten."

With these words, the famous sheep sat on the edge of the cliff, motionless and stopped talking.

"This man's cultivation is indeed a little terrible. I almost didn't stop the sword Qi split from a hundred meters away. If he was only ten meters away from me, I'm afraid that if this sword split out, I would be in danger."

Ningxiaochuan is trying to restrain himself and calm himself down!

If you are not as good as the other party in cultivation, you can only temporarily avoid its edge.

However, Ning Xiaochuan is confident that he will surpass Mingyang as long as he is given time.

This night seemed very calm, only the howling of Yin soldiers and dragon souls came from the demon Palace on the top of the mountain, but they could not affect Ning Xiaochuan and Mingyang's mood.

The next day, just after daybreak, Mingyang continued on his way.

Ningxiaochuan and princess Lanfei also followed to the top of the mountain.

It is worth mentioning that Princess Lanfei also improved her cultivation after absorbing that drop of Wu Zun's blood!

It was another long day's journey until dusk, when I finally came to the gate of the demon palace.

This is a magnificent black door, which has been battered by wind and rain for hundreds of years. It is broken, and only eight huge columns stand in front of the door. The columns are carved with dragons, phoenixes, phoenixes, unicorns, Kui and so on. The carved patterns of ancient beasts exude a breath of vicissitudes!

The heavy gate had already been broken, like being split by a sword, or chiseled by a giant axe.

Through the crack of the demon gate, you can see that there are teams of Yin soldiers patrolling in the demon palace, and corpse slaves guarding the tripod. There is a golden flame burning under the tripod, as if it is still refining some pills?

On the shabby and huge square, there stood the rotting corpse of a huge dragon, which was locked by dozens of bucket thick chains, and its mouth kept hissing, which made people outside the demon palace feel eardrum pain!

The Dragon dragged the iron chain constantly, as if to break it and fly away.

This is only through the crack of the door to see a corner of the demon palace, even less than one tenth of the demon palace, and I don't know where else, what strange things are there?

Even Mingyang stopped and didn't rush in rashly. He felt that it was too dangerous for a living person to step into.

"It is said that any item brought out of the demon palace must be an unparalleled treasure, but few people can bring things out of it. Even many martial masters failed and fell into the demon palace and became a corpse slave."

Mingyang wants to try to pick up a black brick on the ground.

The bricks and stones here are not ordinary bricks and stones, but are cast with foreign foreign iron, which is an excellent material for making utensils.

But his hand just touched the black brick. In the demon palace, a hell soldier was killed, wearing worn armor, but there was nothing in the armor, only a gray air, condensed into the form of a skeleton, like a hell hungry ghost!

"Hiss!"

The hell soldier roared.

"Bang bang!"

This Yin soldier fought with the famous sheep, and Ning Xiaochuan and princess Lanfei took the opportunity to break into the demon palace.

One step into the demon palace, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and the streets and alleys were filled with black fog. Those Yin soldiers and corpse slaves seemed not to see them at all, and they were still doing their own things.

Ning Xiaochuan still hasn't figured out what kind of creatures are Yin soldiers and corpse slaves?

Princess Lanfei said, "it is said that this demon palace fell into the Huomo mountain from the sky thousands of years ago. Since then, the Huomo mountain has been burning flames all year round, giving birth to many strange creatures. The Yin soldiers and corpse slaves in this demon Palace are the former generals of the demon Palace. Their will and body are not destroyed, and they are still guarding this palace, waiting for the master of the demon palace to return."

Ning Xiaochuan ran straight to the ancient tripod, intending to leave the unlucky place immediately after loading the ancient tripod.

The tripod is two meters high, red and red, and the golden flame is burning below. The tripod overflows with strands of Dan gas, and it is still refining Dan medicine.

Hasn't it been refined for thousands of years?

Ningxiaochuan knew how terrible the golden flame was, so he wrapped his hands with Xuanqi in advance and stuffed the tripod into the heaven and earth cloth bag.

"Howl!"

The three corpse slaves guarding beside the Dan Ding suddenly roared angrily and shot from Ning Xiaochuan at the same time.

Ning Xiaochuan was carrying a heavy cloth bag of heaven and earth, and a huge lightning beast condensed on his palm and bombarded the three corpse slaves.

"Boom!"

The three corpse slaves just stepped back, offset the power of the lightning beast, and continued to attack Ning Xiaochuan.

"Such a pervert!"

Ningxiaochuan finally felt a sense of crisis and turned around and ran away.

Ahead, a group of headless Yin soldiers rushed over, with more than a dozen people, all of whom exuded a dangerous smell, like a god of death.

Ning Xiaochuan played 49 empty shadows of sword Qi, but the sword Qi only made a few sounds on the armor of these Yin soldiers. Then, they will rush up crazily!

"They are not all immortals, are they?"

Ning Xiaochuan was a little worried. You know, even some powerful martial masters broke into the demon palace and were killed, not to mention that he only wanted the third level of cultivation of the divine body!

However, it is strange that those hell soldiers and corpse slaves did not attack Princess Lanfei, and only chased Ning Xiaochuan.

Ningxiaochuan had no choice but to flee at the sight of the road, and was finally forced into a small gate in the center of the demon Palace by those Yin soldiers and corpse slaves.

This small door is opened on a black wall, which is painted with blood lines. I don't know where it leads to?

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