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The powerful monster force derived from the Tianmang state is running through his body crazily, but the physical body can't bear this force, so it will continue to burst. This pain is several times more severe than the last time when the body was tempered. . 【Absolute power..】

But what accompanied the extreme pain was the evolution of his physical body. With almost every breath, every part of his body became stronger.

At this moment, Yuan Futu suddenly opened his eyes, which were completely occupied by dense bloodshot eyes. At the same time, an orange-red flame burned on his body, and in this flame, the cracked flesh It is actually recovering at an incredible speed, and those ancient demon texts floating above the head are gradually dimming.

Finally finished.

Yuan Futu survived this time with his willpower, he didn't lose his sanity like last time, but he also had to pay a heavy price, he felt that his consciousness was a little fuzzy and almost split, so he fell down directly. Sleep soundly.

I don't know how long it took before I woke up from my sleep.

Only at this moment did Yuan Futu feel the changes in his physical body. He only felt that his whole body had been completely reborn. The explosive power contained in his muscles was far beyond his imagination, and his Manglongjin might have been upgraded by more than one level.

On the outside, this destructive power is much stronger, and on the inside, the recovery speed of the demon power has also been greatly improved.

But Yuan Futu frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect the process of tempering the body with demon power to be so dangerous for the second time. When the realm rises again in the future, I'm afraid it will kill me. However, the stronger the demon power, the stronger the temper. The greater the effect of the physical body, only by continuing to practice the "Demon Code", as a practitioner, the fatal weakness of the physical body can be eliminated."

Now Yuan Futu's physical body is much stronger than practitioners of the same realm, and can almost compete with those masters of magic body training, especially the monster power and the powerful function of self-healing.

"This "Demon Canon" has reached the fifth-level kung fu classics, but I don't know what will happen if I practice the seventh-level "Yao Shen Jue"." Yuan Futu suddenly thought of the demon king Qiye, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead now.

Leaving the space and arriving at the bow of the ark, it was already early morning, a round of red sun was rising in the distance, and half of the sky was suddenly plunged into raging fire.

Yuan Futu stared at the rivers and mountains passing by, and said in surprise: "It turns out that it has left the sea area."

This is already the territory of the Dayue Dynasty, and it takes less than a day to reach the Tianxuan Sword Sect, Yuan Futu is in a good mood, sitting on the bow of the boat humming a song, impatient to see those familiar faces.

I don’t know what high-quality spirit treasure Xiaonan has forged recently. Now that there are so many high-level spirit stones, he has plenty of resources to show his strength; I don’t know what level Xiaodouzi has cultivated now. Presumably, it should not be a problem to break through to the peak of Fashen.

Yuan Futu guessed in his heart, but as far as he looked, he found a rolling hill in the distance.

"Qinghe Tribe." Yuan Futu recognized that this was the Qinghe Tribe, and it was also the place where the high-grade ore veins were discovered. He thought to himself: "In this case, let's go and see the mining situation of the ore veins first."

Immediately, he put away the space spirit treasure, and flew towards the mountain with Zhu Huangjian.

Although the quality of the spirit stones in the top-grade mine veins is very high, the quantity is not that much, usually between [-] and [-] pieces. However, these spirit stones are deeply embedded in the veins and are difficult to mine. If you want to take them all out, you have to I'm afraid it will take decades or even a hundred years.

The Qinghe Tribe suffered a catastrophe in the past, and all the members of the tribe were killed. Now, due to the mining of mineral veins, all buildings have been demolished, and it is difficult to see the past.

Yuan Futu came to this mountain, frowned and said: "It's strange, why didn't I see the guard disciple."

Many sects can't find this level of mineral veins with lanterns. Once they are occupied, they must be strictly guarded and hidden by formations to avoid being snatched by other sects. There are no disciples, which is really strange.

Yuan Futu took two steps forward, when he heard the sound of swords clashing in his ears, his expression sank, and he soon arrived near the mine, only to find that there were many Jianzong disciples lying here in disorder, most of them were seriously injured, Others have been dead for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the anger in Yuan Futu's heart rose sharply, and when he looked up, he found that there were two groups of people fighting fiercely in the void.

I saw Xiao Nan leading a group of Sword Sect disciples to face more than a dozen practitioners wearing green clothes. People have reached the Tianmang state.

Xiao Nan unfolded the dharma image of the giant spirit god, and shouted: "One hammer is the final word!"

The Giant Spirit God slammed down the giant hammer in his hand, red light patterns flowed on the surface of the hammer, and blazing flames sprang up, spreading rapidly along the void, almost refining everything.

The middle-aged man in the head looked calm, and said calmly: "Xunfeng Sword!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge cyan sword glow rising from the ground behind him, directly hitting the giant hammer.

The flame suddenly dimmed, and the giant spirit god staggered back two steps, but Xiao Nan retreated more than ten feet, his face was flushed, and his hands were covering his heaving chest.

"Master Sword Master!"

Those Sword Sect disciples suddenly exclaimed, Xiao Nan is already the last barrier, if something happens to this sword master, I'm afraid everyone will be buried here.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Sword Master Xiao, it won't do you any good to hang on, why don't you obediently hand over this vein of mine, so that I can consider sparing your lives."

"Fart, wait for the other sword masters to come, I want you to be buried with my disciples of the Sword Sect!" Xiao Nan roared. He was in the early days of Tianmang, but he was slightly inferior in the fight. From this, it can be inferred that the opponent's strength is at least In the middle of Tianmang.

There was a smug smile on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, "Then do you know why they haven't arrived yet after so long?"

Xiao Nan's expression changed drastically, as if he had guessed something.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Because the sect master, Feng Chenzi, is here."

"Bastard!"

Xiao Nan was trembling with anger, he was holding on desperately, just waiting for other sword masters to arrive, but if Feng Chenzi attacked the sect by surprise, the casualties would be even more serious, and this vein of mine would also be lost.

Everything was under the control of the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help laughing, but suddenly, two screams came from beside him.

He turned his head and felt an extremely strong water element, and found that the bodies of the two disciples were like crumpled paper, shriveled and twisted, turning into a blurred mass of flesh and blood.