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Chapter 85: The Five Ways of the Flesh

Since the Tianya Wu Pavilion broke into Fengwu Hall, Ye Qing has begun to practice hard.

If an ordinary warrior wants to achieve the strength of the four-way clan without the Luo Jue martial formation, it will be at least three years. Thanks to Ye Qing's ten-sided martial formation, he can untie the Martial Arts Curse within a few months.

At this time, Ye Qing finally broke through the fifth way and reached the realm of blood.

Ye Qing's body broke through the fifth route, so he was naturally very happy, but at the same time he felt that the nine routes were difficult to pass. The time for each route was getting longer and longer. He had a deep understanding of the difficulties and obstacles of the martial arts journey.

In the eyes of many warriors, warriors feel superior and regard ordinary people as ants.

Ye Qing suddenly understood this mentality. After suffering too much pain and endured too much pain, he walked on the tip of a knife every day. This is the life of a warrior.

On the road of cultivation, we must overcome difficulties and obstacles and overcome ourselves. They must be more proud than others. This pride comes from transcendence to themselves.

The body was connected in all directions, and after Ye Qing broke through, he immediately had a profound understanding.

Blood is the foundation of acquired nature! The upper level of the Fifth Ancestor Dragon Sutra mentions: "Water enters the meridians, and the blood is formed!" The muscles can be practiced acquiredly, the hair can grow later, and blood must be born with it. Blood is everywhere, and blood is to allow blood to be opened up and down, and all internal organs can be nourished. The spiritual platform is clear and bright, and the dragon and the essence are fierce. There is not enough essence and blood in the body, and the internal organs and meridians of the whole body cannot be nourished.

The biggest change is that Ye Qing's appetite suddenly increases, and he needs meat for three meals a day.

The body's qi and blood are very strong. The most terrifying thing is that blood production affects the mind and nature! Whenever the qi is moved, the blood will hit upwards, which is very easy to have the idea of ​​bloodshed!

The so-called competitive competitive means being strong and vigorous, so Ye Qing strongly restrains himself and prevents friction with others, because he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself.

On this day, Ye Qing was studying the method of Potian's Sword in the courtyard, but suddenly felt a sound in the next courtyard, making a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound, and couldn't help but feel very curious.

The people living nearby are all warriors from Fengwu Hall. The warriors like quietness and making such sounds is very annoying.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing was going to see what happened. He bent his knees and stood on the courtyard wall with a bend, but saw a man in a black robe spinning back and forth!

This person is very short. He seemed to have noticed Ye Qing and turned around suddenly!

Ye Qing was shocked. The man covered his black robe, but he showed two green eyes. It seemed to feel the terror of Ye Qing's strength, and he actually looked fearful and retreated carefully!

"It's a martial soul slave!" Ye Qing was overjoyed. Compared with Ye Sen, this martial soul slave was several times smaller. Moreover, although this martial soul is a physical body, its body is looming, as if it is about to disappear at any time.

Ye Qing swept around and found that there was no one next door. He suddenly rushed towards the Wuhun slave!

A junior martial soul slave is just the strength of three ways to fight Ye Qing. It roared and punched, and then waited for an opportunity to escape.

The first time Ye Qing saw the Martial Soul Slave look like this, he immediately grabbed it with his hand, and the Martial Soul Slave was caught in his hand like a chicken.

"Stop!" Just as Ye Qing caught it, a sudden shout came from a red face suddenly appeared in the yard and shouted: "Damn it, why don't you let my black spoil go? Are you going to kill it?"

Ye Qing was stunned. He turned around and looked at the old man in front of him. His figure was slightly hunched, with few hairs and red noses.

Ye Qing looked at this person and felt familiar. He suddenly remembered that when he first entered the Fengwu Hall, he saw the old man in front of him in the warehouse. Since he was also from the Fengwu Hall, he couldn't hold on to his martial soul and let go and said, "Old Mr. Xu, long time no see!"

"Long time no see, that's a big deal!" When the old man saw Ye Qing let go, he ran forward and grabbed the martial soul slave in his hand, and shouted in pain: "This is my lifelong hard work. If I am broken up, wouldn't I have to bleed again?" As he said that, a pagoda appeared in his hand, a seal was formed in his hand, and the key to controlling the soul was chanted, and there was something in his mouth. Suddenly, the martial soul turned into a ball of black fog and disappeared.

When Ye Qing saw that Mr. Xu was not friendly, he didn't make any boring things. However, when he saw the Wuhun slave thought he was a fellow man, he didn't expect that he was the old man in the warehouse. Last time Ye Qing went to the warehouse to get things, he found that Mr. Xu was drunk as if he was drunk.

"Boy, are you Ye Qing?" Old Xu looked at him up and down with his faint old eyes, and snorted coldly: "Do you know how precious my martial soul is? If you broke away its soul just now, it wouldn't be a question of how many words you can teach you a lesson!"

Ye Qing heard his bad tone and his blood suddenly became prosperous. After trying hard to calm him down, he tried to say as calmly as possible: "Old Xu, I know a little about this martial soul. I just saw it here and thought it was a masterless thing, so I was curious and came to take a look!"

"Bornless things? Boy, do you know that it is so easy to raise martial souls? Where are there so many bossless things in the world!" Mr. Xu carefully put away the martial soul tower and said in a nagging manner: "If it weren't for Xia Changlin's face, I'll teach you a good lesson today so that you can see the power of martial soul masters!"

Ye Qing was originally controlling his blood and energy. When he heard Mr. Xu's words, he suddenly thought of him and snorted coldly: "No need to look at the face of General Manager Xia. I am worried that no one will practice now. Let me see what the martial soul master has!"

"The martial soul slave in your hand is half dead. Could it be that you still want it to fight me?"

Mr. Xu had already turned around and left, but when he heard the last sentence, he was furious and said anxiously: "Young man, don't be too crazy! How dare you say that my martial soul slave is half dead? I will let you see how powerful he is!" After that, he made seals with his hands and shouted: "Heizi!"

Ye Qing didn't actually want to fight him, but there were too few martial soul masters. Although he had a martial soul slave, he didn't know how to use it well. Now the opportunity is right in front of him. He wants to learn how others control martial souls.

The martial soul slave named "Heizi" appeared in the yard with a bang. Mr. Xu used his soul control formula and pointed at Ye Qing and said, "Tell me a good lesson!"

Ye Qing stared at Mr. Xu with all his attention, trying to see how he drove away his martial soul, but he didn't expect an accident. Heizi seemed to have not heard Mr. Xu's soul control technique. He didn't want to go forward, but instead took several steps back. He was actually afraid of Ye Qing!

Mr. Xu never expected that the martial soul slave would have such a situation. He was immediately ashamed and ashamed, his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and took out a few low-quality source energy crystals from his storage bag, and handed them to Heizi reluctantly.

Heizi saw the source energy crystal, as if an evil dog had seen the bones, and suddenly pounced on him to swallow it clean, and he was still feeling unsatisfied and rushed towards Ye Qing.

While Ye Qing dodged sideways, he easily resolved the attack of the Martial Soul Slave.

Mr. Xu's face was flushed with excitement. While driving away the martial soul slave, he laughed and said, "How about it, let you see how powerful the martial soul master is!"

Ye Qing dodged seven or eight attacks, and gradually lost patience to the black boy in front of him. Mr. Xu's tricks were just a few, and ordinary martial soul attacks were even less powerful than Ye Sen's.

There is no such a junior martial soul slave in the five-way Qitong. Mr. Xu took action repeatedly, but he couldn't do anything to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's heart moved, and he suddenly had a thought, asking Ye Sen to meet this dark man and see who was more powerful. Thinking of this, he made a seal with both hands, visualized and shouted: "Ye Sen!"

The giant man Ye Sen suddenly appeared behind Heizi and punched him suddenly! Heizi hit Heizi's back. This punch was equivalent to the three-way warrior who was connected to the full force. Heizi was beaten backwards!

Ye Sen was extremely brave in comparison. While Heizi was retreating, he continued to punch his body!

Heizi could not withstand such an attack. He turned into black fog with a "bang" and was actually broken by this punch!

Mr. Xu didn't care about Heizi's death. He seemed to have seen some amazing treasure on the side. He pointed his fingers at Ye Sen tremblingly, and asked excitedly and disbelief: "Ye Qing, this... is this... your martial soul slave?"

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