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Chapter 550 Blood Shadow Magic

Although Tianshan is remote, the message is still transmitted very quickly. After all, the northwest region is now full of martial arts people, and nothing can be hidden.

Above the Xue Peak, Shaolin abbot defeated the martial arts people headed by Dong Xuanzi. Dong Xuanzi fled at the battle, and more than 300 people died in Tianshan. This news spread like wind.

The second elder of the Demon Sect, the Taoist Tianji and the Taoist Tianxuan are all famous figures in the world for a long time. Now they have become four useless people. Such methods make martial arts people even more frightened.

When did Shaolin's Yijie become such a terrifying person?

Dong Xuanzi had escaped, and those ordinary people in the martial arts world no longer had the courage to go to Xuefeng to find the trouble of the old man Tianji.

The thundering method that Huo Yuanzhen made up his mind to use finally worked. The fifth day passed, and no one dared to cause trouble again.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen even raised a glimmer of hope. It was the sixth day now. As long as you persist for two days and one night, the divination of the old man Tianji will have a result. Maybe there is no problem with persisting for seven days.

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Dong Xuanzi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with fear, and a deep sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

As the peak of the late stage of the innate period, Dong Xuanzi has never felt this way.

Especially in the past few years, Dong Xuanzi even believed that he had the hope of reaching the world's number one.

However, in the past two years, the situation in the world has changed suddenly, and experts have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The original peak of the innate and late stages is no longer there.

It was from the beginning of the Battle of the Wulin Alliance that Dong Xuanzi realized that the world was different. The old demons of the Demon Cult have reappeared in the world one after another, and even Dongfang Qing broke through to become innate perfection.

But this is not a major blow. The most important blow is a warning from Shaolin Temple. This young monk who was unknown three years ago actually became a master in the world and had the ability to make him dare not fight.

After escaping from Xuefeng, Dong Xuanzi considered his place to go.

It is impossible to continue to go to Xuefeng to seize treasures, Dong Xuanzi doesn’t have that ability.

But it was impossible to find other people to cooperate. Dong Xuanzi escaped at the battle and it had spread throughout the world. Dong Xuanzi could not afford to lose this person.

Think repeatedly. Since it is useless to stay, just leave this snow peak and stay in the sand or Xiaozhou in the desert for a few days, and relax.

He had made up his mind to go out for vacation, but he didn't expect that the trouble would come to the door automatically.

A middle-aged man met him on the edge of the desert and stopped him on his own initiative.

Dong Xuanzi, who was full of anger, was not polite to this person. He originally planned to kill him with one move, but the result was something he could never imagine.

His move did not cause any trouble to the person. Instead, the person slapped Dong Xuanzi's good teeth and slapped half of it, lay on the sand and moaned for a long time.

Innate perfection! Absolute innate perfection!

Dong Xuanzi's fear even exceeded that of his body. He lay there, looking at the middle-aged man in horror, unable to say a word.

The middle-aged man was very handsome and walked in the desert in a white robe without any intention of being hot. It was obvious that his skills had reached the level of inseparable from cold and heat.

Dong Xuanzi was stunned for a moment. He knew something about Dongfang Shaobai, but he didn't know in detail.

Seeing his confusion, the middle-aged man explained to him: "Dongfang Shaobai relied on the transmission skills of the eight masters as a medium to obtain the inheritance of the Blood-Changing Demonic Art, and then he entered the innate perfection. However, his own strength was too low, which led to him becoming an unclear puppet after entering the innate perfection. This is the price of forced improvement."

When Dong Xuanzi heard the middle-aged man's words, he was even more scared. It would be better if he didn't want that kind of perfection.

The middle-aged man saw Dong Xuanzi's concern and smiled and said, "But you don't have this problem. Ding Buer's Blood-Creating Demonic Technique is not an authentic inheritance after all, but do you know the Blood Shadow Divine Art?"

Dong Xuanzi was stunned. Of course he knew the Blood Shadow Divine Art. It can be said that almost no one in this world who practice martial arts is unknown to the Blood Shadow Divine Art.

A single lineage of thousands of years, the Blood Shadow Divine Art is the authenticity of the Blood Demon inheritance. The Blood Demonic Art is the skill created by Ding Buer.

"Just know, the Blood Shadow Divine Art is the foundation of the blood demon inheritance. This kind of magical art is both internal and external, and has infinite power. Your realm is already very high. As long as there is a powerful external force entering and integrating with you, you will definitely be able to break the entrance to life and death and allow you to enter the innate perfection. This is the only shortcut in this world."

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Dong Xuanzi's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

No wonder it can be said that one can enter the innate perfection. It turns out that it is the inheritance of the Blood Shadow Divine Art. If this is the case, it is understandable.

After all, the Blood Shadow Divine Art is a super martial art that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is normal for it to be able to hit the Life and Death Entrance. However, this Blood Shadow Divine Art is a single lineage. Only one person in the world can understand the Blood Shadow Divine Art, that is, the Blood Demon.

After the Blood Demon of the previous generation passed down the Blood Shadow Magic Art, he lost this peerless martial art, but this martial art has not appeared in the world for a hundred years. It disappeared with Ding Buer's disappearance. Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him speak like this?

Looking at Dong Xuanzi's puzzled and terrified eyes looking back and forth on him, the middle-aged man still had an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Dong Xuanzi: "You don't have to think about it anymore. I'm not that bastard Ding Buer."

Dong Xuanzi looked carefully and found that this person did not look like Ding Buer, at least he did not have that white hair.

"Senior is not Ding Buer, how can he learn the Blood Shadow Divine Art?" There was deep suspicion in Dong Xuanzi's words.

"Hahaha! You junior doesn't believe me, so okay, let me see it clearly."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he suddenly put on his robe and disappeared in front of Dong Xuanzi.

The color of the air had changed unknowingly. Dong Xuanzi was shocked to find that his vision was not very clear. There was a faint red everywhere in the distance and near.

"I'm here."

When Dong Xuanzi heard someone talking behind him, he turned around so much that he suddenly turned around and found that the middle-aged man was standing behind him with a faint red light on his body.

"Senior, you are..."

Before Dong Xuanzi could finish his words, his mouth could no longer be closed, because behind the middle-aged man, someone exactly like him came out again!

It’s not the similarity of twins, but the absolute sameness, there is no difference, it’s exactly the same person!

"What are you just asking me?"

The second middle-aged man asked Dong Xuanzi, while the first middle-aged man looked at Dong Xuanzi with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for his answer.
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