Chapter 426: The Rules of the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers

Chapter 426: The Rules of the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers

Chapter 426: The Rules of the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldiers

In the dragon-tiger furnace, a ladder spirals up to the top of the furnace.

On the thousand steps, Li Yuan stood with his hammer, overlooking the area below. He saw the blood and energy surging like wolf smoke, the strength surging, and the roaring sound like thunder.

On the huge steps that looked like a square, Mo Long strode forward. With every move he made, his true energy surged like a tide, and no one could resist him wherever he passed.

"Dragon God Qi, Demon Subduing Sword Technique."

Li Yuan watched the battle intently, and compared it with the sword intent he had felt when he drew his sword before, he could tell the difference.

Compared to the sword intent, the black dragon is indeed powerful, but lacks a sense of roundness and naturalness. However, in terms of visual perception, the latter is much stronger.

There is no other reason, this black dragon has a physical body.

Different from Long Xixiang's human form transformed by his true qi back then, this person's qi and blood are masculine and his physique is strong. Even across thousands of steps, one can feel his extremely condensed qi and blood.

Apart from the slight difference in swordsmanship, his physique, true energy, and blood have all reached an extremely terrifying level, especially his physique.

"It's even more powerful than the indestructible body of Zen Master Daming!"

Gripping the handle of the hammer tightly, Li Yuan concentrated and calmed his mind, staring closely at the arrogant figure, not wasting the opportunity left for him by Master Long.

boom!
The moment Pei Xingkong entered the Dragon and Tiger Tower, he heard a roar, and a strong and tangible energy and blood rushed towards him, as if it was going to ignite him.

"Qi and blood are pure yang!"

Pei Xingkong looked solemn.

Blood transfusion is the process of replacing old blood with new blood. The purity of the blood reflects the warrior's physique to a certain extent. Pure yang-level blood and qi are the pinnacle recorded in ancient books.

Only a person with an extremely high spiritual level could have such condensed qi and blood.

The extremely condensed energy and blood now turned into mist, covering a huge ladder that spiraled upward with countless steps.

With the interweaving of qi and blood, the black dragon climbed up the stairs like an ancient war god, and the human figures on the steps were pierced through by it like a rotten wood.

"Brother Pei."

Pei Xingkong then saw Long Xinglie, whose hair was disheveled and blood was boiling, as if he had just experienced a tough battle.

Not far away, Pei Jiu, Shi Qingyi, Yan Jiugong and others were also there, and some of them were in a disheveled state.

"Failed?"

"Failed."

The one who spoke was Shi Qingyi. This beautiful girl came earlier than Pei Xingkong. At this moment, the spear in her hand was bent into a mess and her hair was messy.

"The number one in the world is worthy of being the number one in the world. Even if it is just his spiritual form, we cannot defeat him..."

Yan Jiugong was the most miserable, his clothes were tattered, there were traces of blood between his mouth and nose, and he looked a little listless.

"Brother Pei, it's your turn."

Others looked at it one after another.

"it is good."

Pei Xingkong did not refuse. When fighting with such a person, there was no need to consider victory or defeat. Wan Zhuliu had been in power for decades and had no rivals.

The only time he was defeated was when he encountered the previous owner of Zhaixing Tower before his magical powers were fully developed.

Whether it's him or others, this time they entered the tower just to verify their martial arts.

"Zheng!"

With the sound of a sword, Pei Xingkong leaped up, like a flash of sword light, and chased after Mo Long.

The others followed quickly.

Wherever he passed, large patches of light and shadows flashed, and they were the tower guards who were beaten to pieces.

Pei Xingkong was extremely fast. He had mastered the peerless light skill, Yixiantian. Soon, he saw the figure of Mo Long. He put his fingers together like knives and chopped the tower guard who was blocking his way into pieces.

Call ~
Mo Long stopped and glanced back at Pei Xingkong and others who were climbing the stairs, feeling extremely impatient.

How could he have the leisure to compete with these youngsters?

"Long Yingchan!"

He moved his feet slightly, and the energy and blood, which were already extremely strong, rose again, like a fire dragon dancing in the air.

Even a grandmaster cannot resist the suppression of Tianyun Xuanbing, but if he dares to come, how can he not have support?

So what if we isolate the inside and the outside?
He still has this energy and blood, and unparalleled physique!
"If you want to stop me, come here yourself!"

boom!
With a long roar, Mo Long's aura surged. Although he was still at the blood exchange level, the tower keeper who could have fought with him for dozens of moves was penetrated by him in one breath.

The climbing speed increased several times, as much as ten times. Pei Xingkong's face changed and he was actually left behind.

Level 10, level 100, level 300...

In an instant, they had reached the 500th step!

"not good!"

The expressions of all the Dao Sect elders who were watching the battle on the fourteenth floor changed.

Mo Long's instantaneous outburst was still at the blood exchange level, but it was slightly above it. There were some familiar faces among the tower guards on the ladder, but they could not stop him at all.

"Wan Zhuliu's Qi and blood."

Long Yingchan raised his hand and tapped in the air. The shadow of the health-preserving furnace flickered several times. Every time it flickered, the figure of Mo Long paused in the picture.
But at the same time, the energy and blood he stimulated surged another three points.

This happened several times, but they were still unable to stop it.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Nie Xianshan and Long Xixiang also changed.

"I can't stop it!" Nie Xianshan stood up suddenly with a grim look on his face.

On that ladder, his figure was also blown up by Mo Long on the spot. Compared with other tower defenders, he was only slightly stronger.

"Essence, Qi and Spirit are combined into one. Even the Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace cannot completely suppress him. Those tower guards are already inferior without flesh and blood. It is difficult to stop him..."

Zen Master Dading had a solemn look on his face. He had excellent eyesight and could naturally see that this was not just a matter of qi and blood.

The grand master's three elements are combined into one: Qi is blood, blood is spirit, and spirit is also Qi. But Mo Long is different, he is the incarnation of Wan Zhuliu refined with Qi, blood, and spirit.

Being able to stimulate the flow of Qi and blood means that one can use the spiritual aspect!
“This black dragon is Wan Zhuliu’s transformation of flesh, blood, and spirit. This body of blood and spirit is his true body, and even the health furnace cannot completely suppress it.

This is the law and regulation of the health furnace itself, and I cannot go beyond it..."

Long Yingchan tapped into the void, and the shadow of the health-preserving furnace emitted a buzzing sound.

He was not too surprised about this. After all, the black dragon must have some support if he dared to enter the Dragon-Tiger Tower.

"Can't hold it down?"

Long Xixiang's face changed: "Hurry up and open the tower to let Li Yuan out. I'm going to kill this old loach!"

Mo Long's outburst frightened everyone. Zen Master Da Ding narrowed his eyes slightly and kept Long Yingchan's words in mind.

He was naturally clear about the rules and regulations of Tianyun Xuanbing, and therefore, he could never completely master the Divine Dragon Xumi Stick. But now it seems that Longhu Temple is also unable to completely master the Health Furnace?

"Don't be impatient."

Long Yingchan was not in a hurry.

The rules of Tianyun Xuanbing's recognition of the master cannot be changed, but that is all. He dares to let Molong enter the tower, so he has the confidence to rely on.

His calm demeanor silenced everyone except Long Xixiang, who frowned as he had long ago disagreed with letting Li Yuan take the risk.

According to him, Li Yuan should be allowed to meditate in the mountains. It is the old man who should take the risk.

Long Yingchan glanced at him and pointed at Li Yuan:
"That kid himself isn't panicking, so why should we be panicking?"

"Ok?"

Long Xixiang was slightly startled, and everyone looked in the direction he was going.

In the picture, the black dragon roared, and the blood and qi intertwined, like a rainbow piercing the sun, sweeping across hundreds of steps, and at the thousandth step, Li Yuan slowly raised the hammer,

Go downward.

……

"This Dragon Tiger Pill is not easy to get!"

Looking at the figure that was coming towards him like a giant demon god of war, Li Yuan also had a slight headache. His energy and blood were surging like a fire dragon dancing in the sky, so how strong could his physique be?
He thought that a physique as strong as that of Zen Master Daming was already the limit of the human body, but he did not expect that this Mo Long seemed to be far beyond that.

In contrast to this, he had a vague understanding in his heart.

A master's true Qi interacts with heaven and earth. A grand master's mind and spirit merge into heaven and earth. In this way, he can unleash power far beyond his physical strength.

But once its connection with heaven and earth is cut off, its combat power will drop sharply in an instant.

"physique……"

Li Yuan's mind was slightly distracted, and the true Qi naturally flowed out of his body. However, it was not the Black Whale true Qi, but it was like a cloud that enveloped him.

This is the shape of wind and cloud, driven by the Black Whale Qi. His figure became blurred, and after walking down a few steps, he looked no different from an ordinary tower guard.

This old guy is too powerful, so Master Li Dao feels that he has to be cautious.

……

Call ~
A strong wind blew up with every step, raising a cloud of dust.

Pei Xingkong came at a very fast speed, but stopped a dozen steps away. Mo Long looked at him coldly. With just one glance, his face turned even yellower.

Is this still the same level?
Pei Xingkong was a little overwhelmed, and as Mo Long turned back indifferently, he flicked his finger, and a stream of blood shot out like a bucket, and soon it passed a hundred feet like a meteor.
The tower guard on the steps was repelled, and with another push, the sky was lit up like fireworks.

"..."

Pei Xingkong's scalp tingled. This was not a method that a blood-exchanging warrior could induce. In that finger, he clearly sensed the light of the spiritual image.

How to fight this?
On the steps behind him, a crowd of people stopped and realized that something was wrong.

Especially Long Xinglie, he once challenged the unparalleled sword intent of King Zhenwu in Long Xixiang's divine realm, and at that time, he did not feel such a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Even the Dragon Tiger Health Furnace can't suppress him?"

Long Xinglie was slightly startled and immediately wanted to exit the ladder and go find his master to ask.

"Long Yingchan, why don't you come out?"

He raised his hand and shattered the tower guard who was blocking his way. Mo Long let out another long roar and resisted the invisible pressure that surged over him again and again.

The already fast speed increased even more.

After a few ups and downs, he smashed all those who broke into the tower and was approaching the thousandth level!
only……

"Sixty-eight thousand steps..."

As he crossed the rows and blasted away the blockers one by one, Mo Long felt a headache in his heart. He remembered that there were only about a hundred people in the Zhenhai Black Turtle Shell. This was too many.

“No wonder Long Yingchan was not panicking at all. Even if the swordsman was not in the tower, ordinary people would not be able to kill through this heavenly road…”

Mo Long's heart turned cold, and his speed became faster and faster. The sword lights around him intertwined like a dragon, and he repelled and killed the countless tower defenders who rushed over to kill him.

"Ok?"

At a certain moment, a warning suddenly rose in his heart. He turned back suddenly and saw a tower guard falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed and without any sound. In the dispersing mist,
A heavy hammer fell like thunder!
(End of this chapter)