Chapter 195

The tenth divine source, which was born, is in the blood. It is composed of that mysterious force, which is homologous with the power of the magic sword and blooms red light.

However, at the moment, the tenth divine source is still illusory, like a fog, which is still a step away from the success of cohesion.

"It must be that the mysterious power output from the magic sword is not enough. We must let the magic sword drink blood again." Ningxiaochuan's heart is still quite excited. He even cultivated the tenth divine source, which is compatible with his blood.

This is the legendary realm. Even when the gods were young, they might not be able to reach this realm!

Once the cultivation reaches the tenth level of the Divine Body realm, it will shake the earth and the whole martial arts world.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes stared at tie Minggong, and his pupils were full of killing intent. He rushed up, and was about to absorb tie Minggong's blood to cultivate the tenth magical power.

Although the cultivation of tie Minggong is higher than that of Ning Xiaochuan, he is very afraid of "Beiming divine skill". The previous deaths of Meng Xinhan and Lin Gang can be vividly remembered.

His body catapulted up, flew more than 60 meters high, like a jumping lizard, fell down the hillside, put his toes on the top of the tree, and quickly fled down the mountain.

Ning Xiaochuan stood outside the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, holding more than 100 meters of golden Xuan silk, waving it out like a piece of golden light.

"Shua!"

Golden Xuan silk tied tie Minggong's right leg and dragged him back.

"Ning Xiaochuan, don't deceive others too much!" Tie Minggong fell back to the ground and cut off the golden Xuan silk with a war knife.

Tie Minggong was also aroused to be really angry, and he was no longer afraid of Ning Xiaochuan's Beiming divine skill. It's a big deal to kill you and me!

Even if Beiming's divine skill is really against the sky, Ning Xiaochuan, after all, has only the ninth highest cultivation of the divine body. He is a cultivation of refined realm. Is he still scared by him?

"Break it!"

Tie Minggong chopped on the ground with a knife, acting like a lion fighting a rabbit. The knife gas tore open a hillside and rushed straight to Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan spread out his colorful moving body method, turned his body into a rainbow bridge, crossed more than 50 meters, and fell over the head of tie Minggong.

The palm is wrapped with Xuanqi, which turns into the shape of a blade. With one palm, it cuts down and cuts to the celestial cover of tie Minggong!

"Poof!"

Tie Minggong's mouth sent out a "giggle" sneer, and a knife pierced Ning Xiaochuan's body. The bright red tip of the knife was exposed from Ning Xiaochuan's back.

Ning Xiaochuan's palm print also bombarded the head of tie Minggong, and the magic sword automatically operated, frantically absorbing the blood gas in tie Minggong's body, so as to continuously supplement the energy required by the tenth God source.

"Give it to me!" Although Ning Xiaochuan's body was in pain, his arm still suppressed tie Minggong.

When Ning Xiaochuan sucked tie Minggong into a mummy, the tenth divine source condensed successfully!

"Bang!"

Ning Xiaochuan pinched tie Minggong into corpse powder, and immediately sat on the ground and began to break through with all his strength.

The tenth divine source is suspended in the blood and emits powerful power, just like a blood red star, which moves the whole body with the blood.

Every week, the tenth divine source becomes stronger.

After 360 weeks, the tenth divine source directly broke into light spots.

The tenth magical power was born!

The energy contained in this light spot, similar to the energy of "the gas of extinction", converges and condenses into a huge stone tablet, suspended on the top of ningxiaochuan.

This stone tablet is wrapped with a lot of iron chains, with a breath of vicissitudes and ancient times. At the same time, it is freezing, which makes Ning Xiaochuan's blood freeze.

Ning Xiaochuan felt that his strength could not hold this monument, and he would be pressed on the ground by the monument.

In Ning Xiaochuan's mind, scenes of world destruction emerged, all of which were destroyed by a god monument, all creatures died, the stars were broken, the metaphysical world was burning, and the ground was covered with bones, a scene of destruction.

Anyone who sees these sights will be speechless with fear.

"The monument of the God of destruction!" Ning Xiaochuan's mind naturally emerged these four words.

This is the name of his tenth magical power!

Of course, this is not a real monument, but a magical power condensed by the mysterious Qi of martial arts.

However, Ning Xiaochuan seriously doubted that there might be such a monument somewhere in the world that could destroy a world.

Ji Hanxing dashed out the remaining two masters of the magic door and nailed them to the wall of the Taoist temple. Blood kept flowing out of the body.

She noticed the horrible scene on Ning Xiaochuan's head - it was a monument wrapped in iron chains!

Her heart beat inexplicably, and she felt a little panic. She felt that the monument contained extraordinary power, which could kill everything in the world.

"Ning Xiaochuan, what immoral skill are you practicing?" Although Ji Hanxing has always hated Ning Xiaochuan, he doesn't want him to have an accident and wants to help him.

"I'm refining the tenth magical power, the stone tablet of the world destroying God!"

Ning Xiaochuan's body erupted into a momentum comparable to Wu Zun, forcing Ji Hanxing to retreat, afraid of being hit by the monument of the God of destruction.

"The tenth magical power?"

Ji Hanxing has never heard of such a ridiculous thing, but looking at Ning Xiaochuan's appearance doesn't seem to be joking. Is it possible that this guy actually practices the tenth kind of magic power against the sky?

Ningxiaochuan stood up holding the stone tablet of the God of destruction and beat it out.

"Boom!"

In the woods in the distance, there was a large scream, and dozens of demonic warriors were killed by the stone tablet of the God of destruction, and a large number of bones walked on the ground.

Ning Xiaochuan finally breathed a sigh of relief after beating out the stone tablet of the God of destruction. He was almost crushed to death by the stone tablet of the God of destruction just now.

This magical power is really too evil. It is more like magic than magic.

Ji Hanxing's eyes looked at the direction of the White Dragon City, and he saw a dark cloud pressing over the sky, and the shadow of a giant beast emerged in the dark cloud, emitting bursts of hiss.

"The master of the magic door is coming. Let's go quickly." Ji Hanxing lifted the Dragon elephant halberd gun, turned his body into a remnant, and rushed into the woods.

Ning Xiaochuan also glanced at the dark cloud in the sky and felt an extremely terrible breath coming out of it. Even if he now reached the tenth weight of the divine body, he would be easily crushed compared with that force.

"Shua!"

Ning Xiaochuan followed Ji Hanxing, spread out colorful movements, and hid into the woods.

Not long after, mu honglai, the master of the general altar of tianmie Dao, fell from the sky. His real body was Jialin, and his pace was steady. He walked into the old Taoist temple, looked at the corpses on the ground, and his eyebrows showed a gloomy murderous spirit.

"Report... Report to the general altar master that Ning Xiaochuan reached the tenth weight of the divine body and killed Meng altar master and them all."

A demon sect warrior whose cultivation reached the sixth weight of the Divine Body knelt on the ground, shivering all over, and was quite afraid of Mu honglai.

Mu Hong came as if she had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and said coldly, "the tenth weight of the divine body? Will you kill all five jar owners? Can you tell me that Ning Xiaochuan has become a god!"

The sixth heaviest demon warrior was directly scared to the ground, his whole body was on the ground, and his whole body was shaking.

Mu honglai is the master of the general altar of tianmiedao, who is in charge of more than 4000 sub altars. What an arrogant person, naturally, he doesn't care about a small shrimp with the sixth weight of the divine body.

He walked into a shabby room of the Taoist temple and saw the ruthless ghost messenger lying in a pool of blood. His mouth suddenly made a harsh sneer, "come!"

"Whew! Whew!"

Two old men with half white hair flew in like two ghosts and stood behind mu honglai.

Mu Hong came to take off her robe and put it on the ruthless ghost red. On the naked body, he said, "Ning Xiaochuan is really a beast! The ruthless ghost envoy just came to invite him to white dragon city as a guest, but he was killed after being killed by a woman. We demon sect must discuss this matter."

Standing on the left, the old man with a bunch of skulls around his neck laughed grimly and said, "master of the altar, this matter is hard to argue with Ning Xiaochuan. If it is spread, not only his reputation will be destroyed, but also the emperor of heaven academy will be stained."

Mu Hong said, "withered pine, you bring the bones of the ruthless ghost emissary back to the white dragon city and hand it to the saint, saying that we tianmiedao have done our best, but ultimately caused this shameful tragedy."

"General forum leader, shall we catch Ning Xiaochuan?" Dead pine road.

Mu Hong said, "catch! I must catch! Although I haven't seen Ning Xiaochuan use Beiming magic, he can kill Meng Xinhan and others with his cultivation, which shows the power of this kind of magic. If I can get this kind of magic, who will I fear in the world? Withered bones, it's up to you to catch Ning Xiaochuan."

"It's just a suckling boy. I'm sure he can't escape my palm. GA GA!"

The old man with a bunch of skulls around his neck sneered, and a black black black snake appeared in his sleeve.

The black snake sniffed on the ground, and then turned into a black light and flew out of the Taoist temple.

The old man chased after the black black snake and ran towards the woods.

……

After escaping from this mountain, Ji Hanxing casually threw out a dark light, and a huge dragon elephant rushed out of the mountain stream and stood in front of her.

She rolled over and fell on the back of the Dragon elephant, staring at Ning Xiaochuan, "come up."

Ningxiaochuan didn't hesitate at all. As soon as he tiptoed, he fell on the back of the Dragon elephant.

"Boom!"

The Dragon elephant has strong feet and rushes out. Even if there is a big tree in front of it, it can easily break it, and then forcibly carve out a road.

It is said that there is a trace of dragon blood flowing in the body of the Dragon elephant.

On the battlefield, a dragon elephant is like an invincible chariot. If you add a dragon elephant divine force, it is enough to defeat 3000 troops.

"Just now, there was a strong breath of martial arts in the cloud. There were so many masters in the magic door." Ning Xiaochuan is still terrified at the moment. If he runs slowly, he will say no. he is now buried in the mountains.

"It must be mu Hong, the master of the general altar of tianmiedao, who is the cultivation of the earth honor level, and can crush us to death with one finger. The 'pine bone two old men' under his seat are also demons of the older generation. When you see these people, you can't think of anything and run for your life."

Ji Hanxing had a bad premonition in his heart, constantly slapping the Dragon elephant, just want to escape here, the farther the better.