super unscrupulous student

A truly accomplished person, whose body is comparable to a magic treasure, is invulnerable to swords and guns, and can blow up planets just by relying on his physical body, making him extremely powerful.

The master warriors of the Yuan clan recorded on the steps of the altar practiced exactly this kind of magic formula.

Slaughtering all kinds of spirit beasts is as natural as eating and drinking, and its power is unimaginable.

Of course, Zhuo Yifan also had reservations. These believers only got the first stage of the formula.

This first stage is to combine the power of one's bloodline with flesh and blood to condense runes one after another. A total of 9999 runes can be considered a small success.

After reaching this point, it is extremely easy to kill the masters of the Mahayana stage, and they will definitely not lose the wind when fighting against real demons.

Of course, it is very difficult to reach this stage.

Even if Zhuo Yifan had the deepest understanding, he had only condensed a few runes, covering the joints of both fists.

Zhuo Yifan reluctantly sacrificed a drop of the holy water of the underworld, and used the "resurrection of all things" to display it. The rain and dew were truly evenly spread, allowing these monks to be purified once, and all of them immediately showed incredible expressions.

Many monks who were stuck at the gate felt as if they had been hit with a stick in their minds, and suddenly became cheerful, and some things that they couldn't figure out were all cleared up.

Although this feeling of epiphany is only for a moment, it is really rare and important for monks in this realm.

Many monks have not felt this way for hundreds of years. At this moment, they are grateful and excited.

Seeing the golden light emanating from each monk, Ouyang Qingzhi also looked at Zhuo Yifan with infinite anticipation.

She knew that Zhuo Yifan would not treat her badly.

But Zhuo Yifan didn't mention it until all believers entered the practice.

It seems that she has been forgotten.

Ouyang Qingzhi looked at Zhuo Yifan with some dissatisfaction, but the latter just looked at her and laughed.

"Yifan, what the hell are you doing? I also want to practice Netherworld Golden Body Art." Ouyang Qingzhi finally couldn't help it anymore, grabbed Zhuo Yifan's sleeve and began to act coquettishly.

Zhuo Yifan laughed and said, "Qingzhi, do you know that this ghostly golden body is definitely a technique to improve the limit of physical cultivation, but your current physique has not reached the limit, so why rush for a while."

"My physical body reached the shackles three years ago, and I am wondering how to break through."

"Are you really sure that your physique has reached the shackles? As far as I know, there is at least one method that can greatly improve your physical potential. Do you want to try it?" Zhuo Yifan whispered in Ouyang Qingzhi's ear.

Ouyang Qingzhi groaned, his face turned red like a fire, and said softly: "Yifan, you...you are so bad."

Zhuo Yifan said seriously: "This is the fastest shortcut to improve your physical fitness, why don't we find a place to try?"

"This...wouldn't that be too much?" Ouyang Qingzhi blushed, looked at the surrounding monks, and some dared not look up.

Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, they can't take care of themselves now, they don't care what we do, besides, your husband and I are a master of formations, and just arranging a large formation can block everything."

"Really... really...?" Ouyang Qingzhi's head almost fell to the ground.

Although he had had divine contact with Zhuo Yifan, it was still somewhat different from real skin-to-skin contact.

Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "Of course it's true. Look, isn't it empty now? This is our world, Qingzhi, let me love you!"

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were burning, but he had already returned to his original appearance. After all, it would be too unpleasant to make out with his beloved woman with the image of the god-hate and ghost-hate.

Ouyang Qingzhi saw that there was no one around.

A circle of fog surrounded the two of them 20 meters away.

She is very clear about the power of this mist. Not only can it block all sight, but it can also seriously hinder the power of the mind. It is really the best barrier.

Looking at the shy beauty, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help being excited, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently took off her clothes.

Ouyang Qingzhi didn't have the mighty arrogance of a great general at the moment, he became like a little girl, blushing all over, with some anticipation and shyness in his big eyes, he hardly dared to look into Zhuo Yifan's eyes.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help being amused, pulled her somewhat stiff body, and kissed her deeply.

"Kyoto, I love you."

"Yifan, love me well and take pity on me."

Ouyang Qingzhi lowered his voice, but his stiff body gradually softened and became hotter, and finally it emitted astonishing heat like a fire.

The two were entangled and fell into their own world, fascinated.

The mist covered everything, and no one knew that the two of them were lingering in it, turning clouds and rain.

Zhuo Yifan taught Ouyang Qingzhi the method of double cultivation and cultivation through soul sharing.

After all, she is a master in the Mahayana stage, and the cooperation of this performance has also benefited Zhuo Yifan a lot.

Of course, Ouyang Qingzhi got even more benefits. After all, Zhuo Yifan's physique is extraordinary now, completely beyond the limit of the lower realm.

Ouyang Qingzhi felt that his physique had really skyrocketed a lot. Although he was not as good as Zhuo Yifan, he was still stronger than the average physical master.

Zhuo Yifan took the opportunity to teach her all the techniques of the Nether Golden Body Jue, and took out a drop of Nether holy water for her to refine.

After Ouyang Qingzhi refined the holy water of Huangquan, his whole person became different.

Not only has the consciousness of the soul been tempered and washed, but the wisdom has been greatly developed, and even the magic consciousness has directly risen to a higher level, nearly doubling in strength.

This kind of change is really amazing, even Ouyang Qingzhi, who knew the magic of holy water, couldn't believe what happened to him.

She once thought that her physical skills had reached the limit, and she could reach the perfect state with only a short space perception, causing a catastrophe.

It's like a bottle, which seems to be completely filled with only the last drop of water.

But now, she discovered that most of the water that seemed to be full was actually foam, and now that the foam had dissipated, the water was far from being able to fill the bottle.

Ouyang Qingzhi was immediately filled with boundless expectations and confidence.

Ouyang Qingzhi was immersed in cultivation, and Zhuo Yifan was not idle.

He is also hurrying up to practice Netherworld Golden Body Art.

He refined nine drops of Huangquan holy water by himself, and the potency of the medicine had not been fully stimulated, which made his soul so powerful that it was unimaginable.

You know, Ouyang Qingzhi can only bear a drop of Huangquan holy water.

As the saying goes, it is a truth that the deficiency cannot be supplemented. No matter how good something is, the body must be able to bear it.

A single drop of the holy water from the Yellow Spring was blended into a large pool of holy water, which managed to deceive An Chen and more than 800 monks. The power contained in this drop of the holy water from the Yellow Spring can be imagined.