Profound Dragon Warlord

Where did Shen Longxuan know that the martial arts practiced in the Emperor Wu Realm, and the Yuanying in the body became the Yuanshen. At this time, the martial arts, the gathering of spiritual power can certainly be promoted to repair.

However, this set of spirit tactics has a different way. It depends on cultivating the whole body of acupuncture to improve the cultivation. The three hundred and sixty acupuncture is like the three hundred and sixty fields, and when it is all the power of the dead, it does not appear. power.

But now the power of the undead has been refined into life by him, and the transformation between life and death has been completed, which not only improved his cultivation, but also made the physical power grow.

The vitality within the acupoint has played a huge role, and according to Shen Longxuan's cultivation speed, opening up ten acupuncture points can raise a realm, although the more backward, the slower, but this allows Shen Longxuan to quickly improve the state. , But also saves the danger of exposed stuffing.

This set of spiritual tactics can be said to be the treasure of the township of the Ming tribe, but it only needs to open 300 acupuncture points to start refining the vitality of life, and this effect can be achieved.

While Shen Longxuan became a strong body because of the cultivation of Xuanlong, he accidentally kicked the whole body to 303. It was because he wanted to pretend to be a ghost slaughter, so he refined it and opened the hole.

After another ten days, Shen Longxuan had already forged 40 acupuncture points, and his cultivation practice became the four peaks of Wuhuang Realm, and his physical strength was also the four peaks of Wuhuang Realm.

His current strength is not lower than that of the ghost slaughter. Jinghong's sword is now displayed in Shen Longxuan's hands. It is so shocking that weeping ghosts and gods are enough to kill all the martial arts under the quadruple realm of Wuhuang Realm.

At this time, he got up, the seven-color fig was consumed by him, and the source of life and death finally grew a leaf, and the power of the disillusionment finger directly doubled, even the five warriors of the Wuhuang Realm did not dare to take it.

If Shen Longxuan exerts all he has learned, he is confident that he can kill the warrior of Wuhuang Realm's five peaks. Shen Honghai is no longer Shen Longxuan's opponent.

Shen Longxuan dressed as a ghost slaughter again, and pretended to be seriously injured, and walked into the depths of the underworld alone.

At the same time, there was a roar in the continuous camp of the Xuanxuan Temple, and if there was thunder, everyone was silent, because the master of the voice was their young master ... Nether Dragon!

"Asshole, scammer, scum, Mad! Actually dare to lie to me, ah, mad at me!"

Hearing the sound, a dozen elders immediately appeared in front of the camp of the Netherworld Dragon.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it seems because of the seven-color fig."

"Aren't all the seven-colored figs swallowed by him alone? We didn't even catch the root hair!"

The elders were unknown, so they talked quietly outside the account. At this time, Elder Blood and Elder Hou appeared outside the camp and walked in quickly.

"Young Master, what's the matter? Who lied to you?" Blood Elder asked, looking at the ground covered with fragments of Yuping.

At this moment, Ming Tianlong's face was twisted and his body was trembling. Since he came back, he has been busy dealing with various things in the army. Now that he can finally retreat and practice, he took out the jade bottle Shen Longxuan gave him, opened it, and fell ...

No!There was only a drop of saliva. He thought of what Shen Longxuan said at first, and quickly wiped it off in disgust, but at the same time, his heart sank and there was a bad hunch in his heart.

Opened another one, still nothing, and finally he opened all the jade bottles, except for a drop of liquid, there was no hair in it. He just roared, and he was going crazy.

After working so hard to get these things back, he got nothing, he wanted to cry but couldn't cry, "The seven-color figs, there is no one, the ghost slaughtered me!"

"Young Master, how is it possible, I personally watched him hand it to you, have you made a mistake? Or is it not properly preserved and the seven-colored figs have melted?"

"No, it's the ghost slaughtering me, I must break him to pieces!"

Nether Sky Dragon was unable to suppress his anger at this moment, and the feeling of gain and loss made him almost mad.

"Report! Young Master, we found a man outside the camp. It looks like ... a ghost slaughter! He's about to die, but he keeps saying he wants to see the young master, do you want to see it!"

At this moment, the guard came to report.

"What? He didn't die. Bring me up. I'll shave him myself!"

As soon as the voice of Ming Tianlong fell, another guard came in with Shen Longxuan behind him, and then placed it on the ground.

Everyone could see clearly that Shen Longxuan's body was all wounded. The original red robe was stained with blood, and the scary wounds made people feel shocking.

Even if these people who have experienced the battle see the almost dying ghost slaughter, they not only took a breath, but also escaped with this injury, which is a miracle!

"Gui Tu, you really dare to come back and say, where are my seven-colored figs, do you believe me or not?"

"Hahaha ... cough cough ... less ... Lord, I ... come back ... I just want to ... ask, why ... you didn't ... save me ..."

"What special nonsense, I ask you, what about my seven-colored figs?" Ming Tianlong rushed to the front and grabbed Shen Longxuan's collar, the god roared.

"Cough cough cough ..." Tossed by the dragon, "Ghost Slaughter" coughed violently. "Young Master, I ... the life of the ghost slaughter ... faithful dominance ... I didn't think ... in the end I was abandoned!

Fig ... I gave it to you in front of everyone. Why do you still care about me? I was caught by the human race and humiliated. They beat me and scolded me. I can accept it.

But they spit at me. This is the most unbearable for me. Do you know how dirty others' saliva is, and even more annoying, they actually hit me with a whip soaked in water ... "

"Gui Tu" didn't know where the strength came from. He said so much in one breath. He said that later, it was obviously a very tragic thing, but people couldn't help but want to laugh.

"You fucking little interrupt, I asked you my seven-color fig?" Ming Tianlong almost strangled him.

"Ghost Slaughter" pushed away the Sky Dragon, and even stood up staggeringly. He stretched out his hand, "Young Master, in vain I am loyal to you, you promised to save me without saving, I do not care about my life and death .

You are like this. Let us be the cowards of our people and let us down. As for what you said about giving me the position of elder, it seems to be a lie to me. I now understand that you were going to abandon me. Hahaha ... "

"Gui Tu" laughed angrily, the laughter was so bleak, his accusation was nothing wrong, the soldier was willing to go to danger, but the master promised false promises to let him die, this kind of thing has made him completely loss of trust.

More realistically, he ran back to death, but he got mercilessly scolded and scolded. Who can accept it?The people present were silent, and they were thinking about their results.

"The king called the prince to die, and the prince had to die! But I am a warrior, I can die on the battlefield, I do n’t want to die in the frame of my own people, let alone in the saliva of the enemy, and the skin that takes up dirty water Whip, that taste is more uncomfortable than death ... "

"Remember I said, I applied saliva to the seven-colored figs. If I was around, there was no problem at all, but you didn't save me, they will definitely become a drop of water, hahaha ... retribution!"

"My today is your tomorrow ..."

"Gui Tu" said the crazier the more, the colder the hearts of the people, the blood elder saw it, and immediately shouted: "Shut up!"

The crazy Nether Dragon kicked it off with a kick, "Kill him, kill him ..."