I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 84: Golden Winged Dapeng
Lingjiang Ancient Tomb.

Within the main hall.

The amount of blood in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams furnace had apparently dropped by more than half, and it was gurgling and emitting bursts of rich blood light.

The blood in the entire furnace became thicker and more pungent, filled with the smell of gunpowder like volcanic magma.

The sturdy figure inside stood still, with his thick white hair scattered across his chest and back. Shocking changes were occurring within his body.

The thick blood vessels on his body were twisting and wriggling back and forth, as if bloodworms were running madly, and his whole body exuded an extremely terrifying bloody aura.

At this moment, Li Ji looked like a demon, as if he was a Rakshasa born from the vast ocean of blood, with endless yang energy and blood sweeping over him.

It only takes half an incense stick of time.

The aura coming from the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace became more and more terrifying, heavier, and hotter.

As a result, Chi Yangzi, who was supposed to be guarding the stove, had to squat on the threshold of the hall in the distance, constantly wiping the big beads of hot sweat rolling down his forehead.

He looked up several times and felt a wave of fear in his heart.

It was as if an unknown monster was hiding beneath the calm surface of the lake, quietly spying on him, making him feel creepy and filled with an unprecedented fear.

"Is this really a human? Half an incense stick of time has passed, why hasn't it ended yet?!"

Chi Yangzi's face turned extremely ugly.

Fortunately, half an incense stick of time had passed, and the true energy had long since dissipated, leaving only the terrifying blood energy.

All in all, no matter how the blood and qi evolve, he has done what he promised to help separate the true qi.

One stick of incense has passed!
Two incense sticks have passed!

Three incense sticks of time have passed!

Until the sky turns white.

Five elements and eight trigrams in the furnace.

Li Ji's body had expanded at some point and had become more than three meters tall. He was squatting in the huge Five Elements and Eight Trigrams furnace, where only dried blood remained.

His thick snow-white hair was scattered wantonly on his chest and back. His whole body was red and covered with blood scabs. His muscles were bulging. His thick arms were resting on the alchemy furnace.
There were two terrifying dark red wings on the back ribs, nearly six meters long, hanging from the edge of the furnace to the ground. The terrifying high temperature corroded deep pits in the floor tiles.

"call--"

Li Ji opened his eyes, they were no longer golden, but clearly black and white.

He slowly exhaled a long breath, and the heat waves rolled, hitting the inner wall of the alchemy furnace and making a clanging sound.

Bow down.

I looked at the big arms with hideous muscles and bulging veins.

Then he looked at the two black and red wings behind him, which were nearly six meters long and carried terrifying high temperatures.

he whispered.

“Jiao Realm, is this really… just Jiao Realm?”

During the two full hours, not only was all the true Qi in his body stripped away, but most importantly, he actually found a path of cultivation that was extremely suitable for him.

Originally, he meant to strip off the true Qi, solve the problem on the panel, and then collect various horizontal martial arts, practice them one by one, so as to add blood and energy, and add strength.

But he was wrong!

Big mistake!

He doesn't need many horizontal martial arts, he only needs one horizontal martial art.

Then keep revising and revising... for hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of millions of years...

As long as he persists in making changes with a single focus, he will be the strongest martial artist in the world, and his physical body alone will be enough to defeat this strange world!
Li Ji's eyes were burning with excitement and he opened the panel directly.

I suddenly discovered that the entire panel no longer had its previous color, only dazzling gold.

...

Name: Li Ji

Martial arts: Golden Wing Dapeng True Kung Fu (six hundred years later) [cannot be modified]

Entry: The Golden-winged Dapeng Lord, whose blood and energy are as vast as the sea.

Demonic weapons: Fang Tian Hua Ji (fake), Black Scale Chain Mail (fake)

Modification times: 0
...

After stripping off the true qi, he put all the five modifications into the Golden Winged Roc's true skill.

The Golden Winged Roc's skill was directly pushed back from one hundred and ninety-nine years to six hundred years later.

This resulted in all the previous entries being melted into golden entries——【True Lord of the Golden Winged Dapeng】

Don't underestimate this subtle change, the power it brings is incomparable.

This means that he can switch between his demon form and normal human form at will.

This means that his martial arts have reached a level beyond the ordinary, and no matter what means he uses, they are all at his fingertips.

This means that his physical body has long surpassed the level of indestructibility and has unmatched defense.

"This is the power of horizontal training to the extreme, how terrifying it is!"

"I was frantically collecting all kinds of martial arts before, but I was too attached to the mundane world. I didn't enter the mountain of gold, but instead ran towards the silver in the distance. My vision was narrow."

Li Ji laughed at himself. His five thick fingers suddenly clenched.

The air trembled violently and was exploded abruptly. A dark crack was faintly visible, which sucked the white hair hanging on his chest and made it sway for a few seconds.

Then, the dark crack returned to normal and the white hair slowly stopped swaying.

The second golden entry——[Blood is as vast as the sea]

This is very simple to understand, it simply means what it says, the blood is as vast as the ocean!
If the physical body is hurt in the slightest, the injury can be healed in the blink of an eye with the help of such terrifying blood and energy.

As long as the blood is not dried up, the body will not be destroyed!

As for the new magic weapon column on the panel, [Fang Tian Hua Ji (fake)] [Black Scale Chain Mail (fake)]

These two pseudo-demon weapons were made from two pieces of Li Ji's own demon weapon fragments, the bronze sword and the black armor. They were formed by madly absorbing his blood and energy while he continued to modify the Golden Winged Dapeng's true skills.

I don't know whether these two magic weapons were originally like this, or whether they were affected by the Golden Winged Roc's true power.

Li Ji revised it very quickly.

They suck fast, too.

This is... hard to define!
But there is one thing that Li Ji is very sure of, that is, whether it is the Fang Tian Huaji or the black scale chain mail, they are very suitable for him, the Golden Winged Dapeng True Lord.

It can be regarded as the so-called natal magic soldier!
……

Simultaneously.

Da Qi Dynasty, inside Taiji Hall.

Bronze swords were hung on the back wall, and two huge bronze cranes stood on both sides of the magnificent hall.

A young man wearing a six-inch hair crown and a black robe embroidered with twelve chapter patterns was sitting under the bronze sword wall, on a red carpet, with a desk piled with memorials in front of him.

He flipped through the memorials tiredly and lonely, his eyes as deep as the sea.

The eighth prince, Qi Tianshou!
No, maybe I should call him now.
Emperor Mingde, Qi Tianshou!
The lights flickered, and the man seemed to notice something.

He suddenly placed the memorial in his hand gently on the table, then slightly raised his head, without any panic or expression, as if he had experienced countless dangers and turmoil.

His eyes seemed to pass through the hall and see something.

"Oh! Is that the True Lord of the Golden Winged Great Peng?"

"If you know what's interesting, then fine. If you don't..."

His voice was very slow and soft, as if he was mumbling to himself.

The domineering spirit, the brutal killing, and the powerful sense of oppression echoed in this empty and magnificent hall.

……

Overseas Islands.

In a dark room without any sunlight.

A figure ran quickly in the aisle, then stopped suddenly and saluted respectfully towards the depths of the darkness.

"Grandmaster, Jing'er's life tablet is broken. He has... died in Qingzhou!"

His voice trembled.

It was eerily quiet in the depths of darkness.

As time went by, his trembling lips stopped shaking, but beads of sweat continued to roll down his forehead.

a long time.

Not until his body was about to collapse did he hear a voice coming from the depths of the darkness.

"Jing'er? Then... ahem, who is that?"

The voice was old and weak, with a faint cough.

"Lu Jing, the one who carries dragon blood and is born with knowledge, should have been able to bear the destiny..."

He said a lot in one breath, as if he wanted to use these details to help the old man in the darkness recall.

"Oh, it's that kid."

From the depths of darkness, an old voice came again, his words full of indifference: "I have said it before, those who are favored by fate are born with it! For those who are not favored by fate, even if you want to fight or rob, you will probably just die on the road!"

"Since he died outside, that was his fate. It has nothing to do with our Old Dragon City. What's more, you dare to bother me for such a trivial matter as a mere dragon blood, huh?!"

The heavy nasal sound made the already depressing atmosphere even more solemn.

"Ancestor, but..."

"Huh? You want to disobey me too?!"

All of a sudden.

There was dazzling golden light in the darkness, filling the entire dark room, and then it was split in half from top to bottom by a red line as thick as an arm.

But if you look closely, you will find that this is not golden light, nor red line, but just a huge golden eye with a scarlet vertical pupil. ——It is three to five people tall and full of oppression.

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