The body cast with the blood of the candle dragon, combined with the little Buddhist vajra body, is far less weak than the demons imagined.

The secret to the world-famous Buddhist Vajra's strong body is to be beaten more often.

If you get beaten more, you will know how to get beaten less.

A series of daily life, Chang Xi seemed to be in the sky-devouring tiger roaring fist, but in fact he was taking advantage of the momentum to further polish his body spirit. The sword spiritual power in his body was transformed into black and white spiritual power containing the artistic conception of life and death. The half-step golden elixir and the golden elixir realm seemed to be just one step away, but it was a dream to think that he would go further in a short period of time.

The shirtless figure flows dark gold, and the little Vajra body cast under the dragon blood, has a vision that Buddhist masters have never experienced before. Three lotus seeds are shining in the 108 golden lotus seeds in Taichung, with golden light.

Black and white swept across his body, his spiritual consciousness was like a piece of horse and a sword, and the point of the sword tip was invincible.

He wants to use the hand of the sky to attack the Golden Pill Realm!

Tian Tian stretched out his palm and smiled, "It's coming."

With his sword steps under his feet, Chang Xi held Yin and Yang Pisces in his left and right hands, and the left swallow returned to the right to climb the dragon. The dazzling black and white trajectories were divided into life and death and swept the sky.

Chang Xi forced his swallowing the blood that was rushing to his mouth. It was not difficult to control Yuehong with his spiritual sense alone, but now he is divided into three functions. The spiritual sense is divided into two wisps on Yuehong and the cave. The remaining wisps are used to detect the elusive traces of the devouring gods. The more painful tearing feeling than the spiritual sense hitting the bell, stimulating his mind.

His sword aimed at the sword with his hands and finally put it round in his chest. The swallow returned to the dragon, which allowed the ordinary Jindan cultivator to stir into flesh mud in an instant to roll up snowflakes and headed straight for the chest of the sky.

Shi Tian's mouth was smiling but his eyes were cold. He was walking on the tiger's steps, and his fists were swung out without any fancy. Yan Hui's sword energy exploded into nothingness. The power of a sword climbing the dragon looked terrifying, but in the end it was just an evil dragon with only one head but not a horn, shattering inch by the tiger's roar on Shi Tian's head.

Although the cultivation level is suppressed in the Golden Pill Realm, the mystery of the demon clan's entry into the God Transformation Realm is still there. The spiritual consciousness entangled in the sword energy of Yan Hui and Deng Long was sensitively captured by Shi Tian. He was about to raise his palm to cut off the spiritual consciousness attached to the young master's two swords, but found that two long swords, one black and one white, were not entangled with him and rolled backwards. Shi Tian's raised palm was spoken in the air, but he grinned.

The spiritual consciousness can be detected and injured by the opponent like a qi. At that time, Chang Xi used the qi to lock on Luo Sheng's blood thorns in the Mangshan Mausoleum and was severely injured by the qi. The bigger the gap in cultivation, the more painful it will be. Once a spoiled thing like the spiritual consciousness is injured or even cut off, the less serious the spiritual consciousness will be severely injured, and the more serious the spiritual consciousness will be at the slaughter.

The cave is warm and warm, and the days are still short, and it is not suitable for long battles. Chang Xi opened his mouth and swallowed the cave back on the black and white lotus platform to continue to warm the mood of health and death. He took the backward Yuehong with his right hand, and his heart was connected. The next person and his sword were moving forward, stabbing the sky directly.

The red-whispered Heaven clenched its five fingers into fists, the elbows followed the shoulders, the shoulders and waist, and the waist held the legs. The powerful tiger roaring fist fell on the young master's chest, but the sound of gold and iron was shattered, and the snow was shattered.

A golden lotus seed blooms brightly.

Chang Xi, who resisted a tiger roar, had pale and flushed face alternated. A shocking mouth of golden blood fell into the snow. The pure white vitality washed by like waves and waves. He blew out his palms and used his spiritual sense to control the sword again. Shi Tian frowned and was about to raise his palm to break the spiritual sense to pull it, but found that the young master in front of him was covered with blood on the corner of his mouth, and there was a sharp sharp attack on his waist.

"Broken the mountain and cut the river!"

There was an indescribable cruelty in Chang Xi's eyes, and scenes of fighting the corpse-faced dragon in the bone-burying river flashed in his heart. The strange feeling that had been dormant for a long time and seemed to be due to his nature gradually awakened, and silver cross stars flashed in his red eyes.

The huge force of 100,000 kilograms and the powerful folding waves exploded around the waist. The sky's eyes flashed in surprise, and his body staggered backwards involuntarily. In the snow several feet deep, the bearded man stepped on more than a dozen unstable footprints.

Repel General Tianhu with one palm?

The Qinglong Pond, which was originally a little noisy, was silent in an instant, leaving only the snowflakes falling down and the sound of the branches being broken. The burly man transformed into a cloud leopard and the plump young woman transformed into a larp twitched in the corners of her eyes.

The Cloud Leopard was shocked. He was the eldest brother of the Heaven-Devouring Heaven, who was the first of the ten clans. Even if the cultivation level is suppressed in the Golden Pill Realm, it is logical that the young master today can never be shaken by it. What is going on?

Chang Xi's cruel aura and spirit climbed to the top, without any chance to rescue the gods, and distracted the gods from both ways. The bell in the Niwan Palace was urgently promoted for a long time. Yuehong danced out of the sword in the sky under the guidance of the surging spiritual consciousness, trapping the gods in it. Duan Yue Jiejiang and Cun Jin Kaishan successively used it.

Naturally, Shi Tian would not be suppressed by Chang Xi and began to steadily counterattack, but Chang Xi already knew how to use the little Vajra body to exchange for injuries with Shi Tian for injuries at the lowest cost. The shadow of the golden dragon entrenched behind him became more and more solid and concise. The Yuehong sword speed was astonishingly fast as a sword prison in the sky.

The black and white colors representing life and death were wrapped around Chang Xi's tragic body, which was covered with scars, and the tragic body of Chang Xi was repeated last year. The big opening and closing of the punches, palms, elbows, shoulders and knees were both powerful weapons to kill the enemy. When they came out together, they could make the sky overwhelmed; when the little Vajra body resisted the Sky-Devouring Tiger Roaring Fist, pure white vitality continued to nourish Chang Xi's broken body, allowing the young master to not die on the spot under the deadly tiger roaring fist of the fist.

The shadows of the fists and palms between the two were hard to identify, and the blood and gold were scattered in the sky were shocking. The demons onlookers were all terrified, and the timids were already fighting and unable to control themselves.

Chang Xi was roaring in his heart, and he wanted to defeat the strong with the weak but couldn't bear to pay the price. No one in the world deserves to die, he deserves you to die!

The seemingly red and crazy eyes are still clear.

Two lotus seeds bloom, three lotus seeds bloom.

The black and white lotus platform is filled with rays of glow, and the black and white spiritual power that condenses the artistic conception of life and death absorbs the dazzling glow and becomes stronger and stronger. The black and white colors are entangled and blended with each other, as if they turn into a pair of big hands and push open the closed door.

There was no strange phenomena in heaven and earth, no rays of light, everything seemed to be natural, and Chang Xi was as easy as pushing open a door and stepped over half a step into the golden elixir.

The shock in the slightly stunned Tiantian's eyes turned into a deep surprise.

The young master broke through the realm and entered the golden elixir.

Still maintaining the appearance of Duan Yue Jiejiang slapped out with his palm, Chang Xi spread his palm in front of him, making him feel slightly uncomfortable and surging in the sea of ​​blood in his chest. The spiritual consciousness that was more than several times thick in the flick of his finger in the Niwan Palace slowly swam around the sword bell. The sword intent of life and death on the lotus platform should have realized more as the realm improves, but Chang Xi, who has entered the Golden Pill Realm, still feels unaware of the key points.
Chapter completed!