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Chapter 18 18. Five Elements Killing Technique
Li Xi'an was bathed in thunder.

The iron scales opened and closed, and electric chips flowed between the teeth.

The catastrophic air permeated the whole body, blood seeped from the gaps in the scales and was washed away by the heavy rain.

Jieyun seems to be another world, completely different from the natural thunder in nature.Every thunderbolt except for killing the robbers seems to have life, containing incredible death and vitality.The thunderstorm he experienced decades ago seemed to be a minor disturbance in front of this catastrophic cloud, although in Li Xi'an's eyes, this catastrophe did not have the oppressive feeling of the brilliant heavenly power that he had imagined.

The red flood dragon was walking in the thunder light.

The dead air was overwhelmed by Li Xi'an's overflowing air machine, and the miraculous substance from Jieyun began to bring vitality.At the same time, a terrible transformation took place on the red jellyfish.

The red behemoth is entrenched in the body, and the huge head hangs down.

A golden human figure slowly appeared above the ferocious flood dragon's head, carrying divine splendor on its back.

"This is..." Li Xi'an stared at the golden palm that was gradually solidifying in front of him.

Probably the golden body of Yuanshen described in ancient books.

Legend has it that some practitioners have achieved superb cultivation and reached the state where the primordial spirit is out of the body.Essence, energy and spirit are condensed and integrated to a three-inch villain sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​consciousness, and can escape into the void, so it is extremely difficult for monks in this realm to kill completely.

The ancient and powerful realm, the monks in this realm are respected as powerful in ancient books, and it is also the pursuit of those lonely and wild ghosts who invaded Taihang.But Li Xi'an felt that this was not his path. Forging the Primordial Spirit Golden Body was suitable for the monks of the previous era, but not for him.This is the Taoism left in Taihang during that period of history, so at this moment, passing through the robbery cloud and condensing the primordial spirit naturally, is the choice of that period of time, not his real path

Deeply exhaling the turbid air in the body, the robbery cloud that was expected to end soon may have to be extended for a while now.

The gradually solidified golden human form gradually collapsed and dissipated under Li Xi'an's intentional control.The disintegrated golden fragments sprinkled into the body of the red dragon in turn, melting into the flesh and blood.If you look inside the dragon bones through the scales and flesh, you will find faintly visible golden script on the crystal bones.

Calamity clouds surged above the sky, and a calamity air that was several times more terrifying than before enveloped the world.

The ancient monks in the last era practiced the golden body of the primordial spirit through a cruel elimination system, and if they did not practice, there would be no way out.They hid the rules of spiritual movement and the mighty power of their consciousness in the primordial spirit, and separated them from the body, thus reducing the chance of catastrophe and murder.The world back then was not without the amazing, talented and gorgeous people who did not follow the Dao of Yuanshen, but this caused a terrible catastrophe, and disappeared in the thunder and lightning of the catastrophe cloud.What's more, the golden body of Yuanshen, as the second life, takes the method of returning to the original source and communicating with heaven and earth. It is difficult to beat this method by other paths, so why take risks?
In the wilderness of Shimen, heavy rain was torrential, and the severe killing from extremely high places made it impossible for the creatures on the ground to raise their heads.

Li Xi'an faced the terrifying murderous intent, his scales snapped together, and the golden candle burned.

There are complex and profound ancient prose chanted in Jieyun, and the cadenced syllables outline the mighty power bestowed by the mountains.

Qing Yan once wondered what dharma he got from the medium given by the mountains that day, but he shook his head and did not answer, this dharma is the most primitive and fundamental but also the most elusive.

A killing technique, in which the five elements rotate and combine.

The divine patterns are intertwined, and the Chi Jiao confronts the Heavenly Tribulation with a primitive killing technique.

There is a very critical node in the Five Elements Killing Technique, which is to engrave the marks of the Five Elements Dao on the utensils, so that you can get started.The time he practiced this article was too short, and he couldn't even find the utensils enshrining the five elements, let alone refine them.But he is a red dragon, if there is no weapon available, his body is the best weapon.

Lei Guang Dasheng seemed to be offended.

The red behemoth was weak and small under the robbery cloud, but so what, he walked among the mountains in the same way hundreds of years ago.

In Li Xi'an's eyes, this was not the first catastrophe, nor would it be the last.

The light of thunder is like a prison, and the red jiao swims around.The golden scripts emerged from the scales, connecting them into complete scriptures all over his body. Li Xi'an performed the killing technique, and his aura rose steadily. The law of the five elements circulated and criss-crossed on the huge dragon's body, and the burning golden fire reflected for him to extinguish the thunder. , The torrential rain brought him life.

In this way, Chijiao raised his head, proving that he can still stand tall in the world by walking his own way.

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Imperial capital, gray sky.

Today, for some reason, it is cold outside the style, and the summer wind can make pedestrians wrap their coats tightly.

Standing in the black crystal building in the center of the business district, a man is reading information.Flipping through the pages one by one, until he saw the figure bathed in thunder in the picture, his brows were slightly frowned.

"This is a letter from the Li family and the Zhao family." The secretary beside him handed over two letters.

The man took it blankly, and unceremoniously tore open and scanned the contents.

"These old antiques like to engage in some formalism. They keep saying that people's hearts are not ancient, how beautiful the past is, and they need to use the postman to send a message. It is clear that a document can be done." He said, throwing two letters into the box by the way. garbage can.

"What do the Zhao and Li families want to do?" An old voice sounded, and an old man appeared at the door of the man's office.

"Grandpa Chengan." The man was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

The old man smiled, "Not only am I here, but all the old guys from the ancestral land are here."

"Are all the clan elders here?"

"Well, the matter is very important. They can't sit still in the ancestral land." The old man nodded kindly.

"It's very complicated. Let's talk about it as we go."

The man nodded, got up and walked out of the office, while instructing the secretary to prepare medical equipment and meeting rooms.

"The Chijiao was born." As soon as he went out, the old man said in a low voice.

Back then when they made such a big commotion in Taihang, even using "Xihe", that ancient life just ordered everyone to evacuate Taihang before dawn.Then there was a mountain rain of spiritual energy to wash away the mountains and bring everything back to life.The aristocratic families were terrified and sent precious ancient books every day to pray that Chijiao would not retaliate against him after he was born. Taihang, who had been silent for a week, did not really let those aristocratic families really feel relieved.Now that the Chi Jiao was born, they started to panic.

They have been high above for too long, and it is the first time they experience the feeling of being strangled by others.

Life and death are not up to oneself.

"But what does that have to do with our Gu family?" The man looked up.

"This..." The old man was taken aback.

"The Zhao and Li families have been friends with us for generations, and they hope to get some help from us."

"help?"

"My grandfather died in the mountains and cut off everything in the Taihang Mountains. He told me not to make another big mistake, and now you are still planning to get involved?" Gu Yan's tone turned cold instantly, and he was not polite to the elders. .

"Gu Yan!" The old man said in a deep voice, "Who taught you to talk to elders like this? We can still let you control the Gu family's foundation because of your grandfather's sacrifice, otherwise Gu Chuchu's death and Juejian's loss will be settled. Do you think you can still sit in this position safely?"

The old man's face became ferocious, his withered yellow skin drooping, like a ghost.

"Did you forget something?" The man asked suddenly without responding, just staring into the old man's eyes.

"What?" The old man was stared at by those eyes, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"It's not that you want to choose me as the helm of the Gu family's foundation, but you can only choose me. You are full of thoughts about rising and becoming immortal, and you don't care how your offspring grow. How much have I wiped the ass of your restless descendants?" The man The words were like a sharp knife, piercing into the heart of the old man, so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Gu Yan, what do you want to do?" The old man had clearly held power for so long, but now he was forced into a narrow corner by a young man.

He was sure that Gu Yan would not dare to do anything to them. The foundation of the family was them, the elders. They had huge manpower and material resources in their hands, and they could even mobilize the army if necessary.If they collapsed, the Gu family would be gone too.They believe that no one wants to fall from the clouds to the bottom.

The man put his hands in his pockets and looked at him coldly.

"Go to Naihe Bridge to get some soup, Grandpa Cheng'an, it's no good staying in the sun." He said.

The sound echoed in this cramped corner, like falling into an abyss.

(End of this chapter)