Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 411
Under the shocking gazes of everyone, Xuanyuanjian soon showed his figure again.

At this time, the ghost car's body had disappeared.

Amidst the ferocious aura all over the sky, the edge of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword seemed to become even sharper.

Not far away, a chill suddenly rose in Jiuying's heart.

The evil corpse was beheaded in an instant, and the power of this witch-slaying sword was even better than that of the previous Lich War.

Thinking that this sword seemed to be obtained by Xuanyuan Huangdi, one of the three emperors of the human race, Jiu Ying secretly retreated.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a soft groan of "嗡~", all the blood energy left by the surrounding ghost cars was swallowed up by the witch-slaying sword, and the entire sword body began to tremble continuously, and a wave of blood began to rise above the sword body. The faint coercion locked Jiuying firmly in the air.

"Damn it!" Jiuying was furious in her heart. Once upon a time, their monster clan would have to rely on others.However, thinking of the rumors that Xuanyuan Huangdi was already a strong man at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, she felt compelled to suppress her fury and concentrate on her defenses.

The sword body was still trembling constantly, and the coercion was gradually rising.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, a barren and bloody picture began to appear on the sword, like a long river of time, slowly unfolding and evolving.

It was only then that Jiuying noticed that there were some other things on the sword body of the Tu Wu Sword. One side was engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side was engraved with mountains, rivers, vegetation——

Although the witch-slaying sword refined by the monster race is fierce and powerful, the sword in front of him is also the holy sword of the human race today.

And the blood of the ghost car seems to have aroused a very long memory of the true spirit in the sword.In those pictures, countless powerful monster race saints chased after the stars and the moon, regarded the human race as ants, and killed them at will.

Countless human tribes were destroyed once, and were refined into stars one by one.Under the guidance of a mysterious formation, these stars, which are fused with the flesh and soul of the human race, were gradually refined into a sword.

On the day when the sword is completed, evil spirits soar to the sky, and thunder is thousands of miles away.

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"That's how the witch-slaying sword was forged!"

The Confucian people were shocked, but more empathetic, because almost at the same time as the sword body appeared, more content began to flash in their minds, the ferocity of the monster race, the struggle and dying struggle of the human race...

For a time, a deep-rooted hatred buried deep in the blood began to awaken.

Jiuying just laments that the world is unpredictable. How many of the big monsters in the picture have disappeared into smoke and clouds. The once mighty monster clan can only linger in the barren Luzhou of Beiju.

At this moment, a wave of strong hostility suddenly woke her up from the feeling of time and space.

I don't know when, around Xuehai Wuya, there have been more human monks with different costumes. Among them are Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, warriors, and warlocks...

It turned out that the ancient image that appeared on the Xuanyuan Sword had long been projected in the minds of all the human races in Dongsheng Shenzhou in an unbelievable way.

Some people thought it should be a nightmare, shook their heads, and continued to live in a daze; some people thought it should be an unforgettable memory of their previous life, and they hated the Yaozu to the bone!But those human monks knew that these were things that their ancestors had experienced.

From this moment on, there is no distinction between north and south, no distinction between old and young, regardless of Buddhism, Taoism, demons and Confucianism, they are all affected by a passionate will to rise up and die rather than surrender. With the determination to burn everything and sacrifice everything, they came to Xuanyuan , Surrounding that ferocious Nine Infants Demon Saint Group.

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"Is this the power of the Emperor!" Ren Qinglian couldn't help murmuring further away.

The human emperor's influence in the human race is not comparable to that of the emperor of a certain dynasty in the immortal world today. It is a connection in luck. The sword, as long as it is a human race in this world, under the shadow of the sword will be able to feel that ancient memory.

Of course, Ren Qinglian is not from this world, and ordinary human races are not strong enough to pass on their knowledge and memory through blood. Therefore, Xuanyuan Sword created The awakening of these memories did not happen to Ren Qinglian.

However, through the picture in the void, he felt the inspiration of the sword intent to fight hard and die rather than surrender, which still made his blood surge, and he wished he could jump up immediately and fight side by side with those human monks.

Shaking his head, looking at the extremely ugly Jiuying Patriarch standing in the void, he couldn't help laughing and said, "However, she's probably going to die this time!"

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"Human Race!" Jiuying was startled and angry, and suddenly noticed the smile on Ren Qinglian's face, and secretly hated: "Damn boy, it's all because of you that the ancestor fell into such a situation! Daoxiao is going to die, and I will give you a ride!"

Thinking of this, she let out a long roar, and the good corpse who was connected with her had already soared into the sky, and it seemed that she was about to leave.

Those human monks who surrounded her were not willing to let her succeed, they shouted angrily and tried to stop her.

Xuanyuanjian only temporarily used blood hatred to make them become united with the enemy. After Xuanyuanjian's influence gradually weakened and they gradually understood what was going on, what they thought in their hearts was not because of an old incident in ancient times. To easily offend a quasi-sage demon saint in the middle stage.

However, looking around at the monks who were attracted by Xuanyuan Sword like themselves, the instinctive fear of Jiuying gradually disappeared. What's more, such an ancient monster in quasi-sage realm, after death, is full of treasures!
These distracting thoughts only made them hesitate for a while. If the first one made a move, the second one would not be willing to be left behind. For a moment, everyone almost swarmed out, offering this magic weapon and flying sword, roaring in the sky.

Jiuying snorted coldly, but the deity was staring at the ruins where Ren Qinglian was, his figure was like lightning, and his huge real body suppressed it.

She had a good idea, using the good corpse to distract those human monks, thus giving her some time to clean up Ren Qinglian.

It's a pity that there are not a few monks who stared at her from the beginning.

These people may not have the intention to rescue Ren Qinglian, but in order to kill Jiuying and get what they want, they did it right away.

Jiuying didn't buy himself a long time with his tricks. In desperation, he could only use the huge snake body to flick his tail and slap it down towards Ren Qinglian's hiding place.

But judging from the cold light shining on the snake's tail, this tail is not something that ordinary people can bear.

When Ren Qinglian came to her senses, she found that no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape the snake tail's enveloping range in a short time, "Damn it, if I knew this, I shouldn't have suppressed my cultivation!"

He has the Martial Dao realm of his previous life, and if he wants to improve his cultivation, he can only accumulate strength, but in order to re-sharp his Martial Dao, he forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void. He suffered a lot, because of his realm, he was unable to perform many supernatural powers and martial arts, and was hit by that tail.

The whole person was wrapped in the whirlwind of the wind, twisting and dancing up and down with the phantom light, and couldn't help letting out a shrill scream. The whole person seemed to be corroded, bloody and bloody, and scorched and pungent.

"This damned old hag! I'm fighting with you!" Although it was miserable, Ren Qinglian's blood had part of the power of the colorful sky-swallowing python. Not fatal.While flying upside down, he was also ruthless, firmly grasping a big tendon on the giant tail with his claws with only a few bones left, without letting go at all.

Jiuying has been paying attention to Ren Qinglian's life and death. She didn't expect that the snake venom in her body could not poison him to death, but only disfigured the human kid. It kept waving its tail, trying to throw away the dog skin plaster hanging on it, or directly throw him to death.

Her real body is incomparably huge, at this moment, half of her body is floating in the river around Xue Hai Wuya, while the other half of her body stays in the sky to fight with the group of cultivators.

Ren Qinglian was hanging up and down by the tail, it felt uncomfortable.

But now he only has one thought in his mind, and that is to run the Heaven Swallowing Art crazily.

After reincarnation and rebirth, this technique has been perfectly integrated with Taotie's devouring supernatural power, and has become an "evil technique" that can absorb life essence.At this moment, with the operation of the exercises, not only the vitality of heaven and earth poured into his body continuously, but also the flesh and blood essence of the Jiuying also flowed into his body.

Jiuying soon sensed the loss of strength in his body, and he writhed and danced with his huge body even more frantically.

It's just that her real body is too big. Compared with it, Ren Qinglian is just a hair on the tail, and the monks on it didn't realize that there was an "alliance" of them under the demon saint. , Seeing the opponent go crazy, they all felt that their attack had an effect, and the opponent would not be able to hold on anymore. For a while, they all seemed to have been beaten with blood, and they attacked even more crazily.

Poor Jiuying, the great sage of the demon race, is now being bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

The air waves swirled and became more and more violent, and the rays of light and neon waves exploded more and more. The monks from various sects who besieged Jiuying flew out one after another, screaming and screaming, but seeing that victory was in sight, there were more rushing up.

On the other hand, the situation of Jiuying's good corpse is also a bit bad. Dongsheng Shenzhou's practice is prevalent, and the number of masters is naturally the highest in the four continents. Jiuying is more like stabbing a hornet's nest. As more and more powerful With more monks joining in, death seems to be a certainty, it's just a matter of time.

At the same time, Xuanyuanjian seemed to have completed his mission, turning into a golden light and disappearing.

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In the 33rd day, the prehistoric world was the closest to chaos. Looking up, one could even vaguely see the outline of the chaotic membrane. (The chaotic membrane is also known as the gate of heaven, which can be said to be the portal connecting the prehistoric world with the chaotic world.)
Many well-known figures in the prehistoric world live in seclusion here, and the Huoyun cave where the three emperors of the human race lived is hidden in this void.

At this moment, a ray of golden light rushed towards Huoyun Cave.

"Buzz~~~~~~" Jin Guang slowly appeared, it was the Xuanyuan Sword that had fled back from Dongsheng Shenzhou.The divine sword has a spirit, and the continuous sword sound seems to be saying something, and it slowly falls into the hands of a middle-aged man in a fancy dress sitting on the left.

Next to him, Fuxi Renhuang, who was dressed in gossip Taoist robe, said with a smile: "I hope Xuanyuan, your painstaking efforts are not in vain!"

"We have already done everything we can, but we are unable to control many things when we are trapped here!" The middle-aged man in fancy clothes was Xuanyuan Huangdi, who said with a bitter face, suddenly seemed to think of it What: "But brother seems to have discovered something just now?"

"I found something, but I'm not sure yet!" Fuxi said, and Shennong, who was sitting on the other side, was already comforted: "Still worried about the matter of Yingzheng back then? Don't worry, this time Tianweizhi The gate and Guixu are in turmoil at the same time, the catastrophe is unprecedented, those saints are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they have time to make troubles!"

At that time, the Three Emperors thought that the empress of the land would sacrifice her life to transform into the six realms of reincarnation, and would be kind to the human race. They agreed to secretly help Yingzheng, who has part of the blood of the witch race, to unify the Central Plains. Torn apart, hoping to use this to strengthen the human race.In the end, it was a failure. Thinking about it now, there are many saints and disciples among them.

"Brother Lie Shan, you think the world is too beautiful!" Xuanyuan smiled wryly, "However, I have a hunch that this catastrophe may also be an opportunity for you and me to leave this place..." Said He looked at Fuxi.

"That's right. I have used the technique of innate gossip to deduce it several times. In this catastrophe, all the creatures in the prehistoric world are close to death. However, if we can seize that chance..."

"A ray of hope?" Xuanyuan and Shennong said in surprise at the same time, following Fuxi's gaze, it was a magic weapon like a mirror, and the pictures on it flowed, just showing the battle over Xuehai Wuya, and Fuxi's gaze , but stared at a human youth on the tail of the nine infants with a strange expression.

"It's him?" Xuanyuan frowned slightly. When Xuanyuanjian used the luck of the human race to project those ancient phantoms into the minds of the human race, he noticed that the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou, only the boy in front of him did not respond at all.If it weren't for the fact that the soul breath on the other party was indeed human, he would have suspected that the other party had become a monster.

"Whether he is our lifeline or not is still uncertain, but this one, we can't see through it, can we?" Fuxi smiled lightly.

"Forget it, if you can later, give him a helping hand." Xuanyuan still couldn't help but frowned, he was used to controlling the overall situation, among the three emperors, although he finally became enlightened, all the schemes of these years were not enough. It was done by him himself, this kind of unfathomable feeling is very uncomfortable.

Fuxi nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The catastrophe is approaching, I hope that these newborn human races can unite with the help of that common ancient memory, otherwise, even if they catch that chance, they will not be able to use his power to save them." The whole human race!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan suddenly cursed: "This kid is really daring, he dared to swallow the inner alchemy of the Nine Infant Demon Saint without even opening up the inner world!"

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Ren Qinglian firmly grasped the tendon of Jiuying's tail, sucking and sucking, and her whole body began to change from a skeleton-like appearance to Fengshen Yuxiu again.

The recovery of the physical body made the severe pain caused by the snake venom disappear, and an unprecedented sense of comfort made him immersed in this state of wanton devouring.

As Jiuying continued to be injured, the suppression of Ren Qinglian's devouring speed gradually became powerless. Later, her inner alchemy, which contained a whole body of magic energy, was actually hardened by the powerful absorbing power of Swallowing Heaven Art. It was ingested from the body raw and swallowed whole by Ren Qinglian.

This sudden huge force instantly shattered the imprint of reincarnation into pieces.At this time, Ren Qinglian hadn't opened up her own inner world, and this power had no place to vent, so it could only explode in his body.

"It's over!" Ren Qinglian woke up from the comfortable state of inhalation, her whole face was twisted by the explosive force in her body, she fell into the water, and the surrounding water boiled.

At this moment, he is a human bomb!
"What to do, such brutal power can't be used to open up the dantian space at all, and it's too late!" Ren Qinglian thought desperately, never thought that one day she would really be strangled to death by herself, " No wonder Taotie has to digest every meal for a long time..." The swelling of his body caused his consciousness to be somewhat blurred due to the torment.

At this moment, the voice of a middle-aged man sounded beside his ears, and he said lightly: "Keep your mind on the dantian and get rid of distracting thoughts..." Before he finished speaking, the cool wind was blowing on his face, the fragrance of medicine permeated his brain, and there was a chilly feeling. The qi pill was poured from his mouth, sinking directly to the dantian.

"Boom!" Countless waves of cool air surged in the dantian, layer upon layer, rushing towards every meridian and acupuncture point of his overwhelmingly.At the same time, the tyrannical power originating from the Nine Infant Neidan also began to subside gradually, and began to circulate in wider meridians, slowly refining.

Ren Qinglian slowly regained consciousness, with a jolt, all distracting thoughts disappeared, and the zhenqi in her body began to circulate in a new way.This technique doesn't seem to directly improve his cultivation, it just continuously expands his meridians and every acupoint.

As if tens of thousands of years had passed, and it seemed as if only a short moment had passed, suddenly, his feet suddenly became empty, and the sky spun, and he suddenly opened his eyes. There was a blue lake all around, and there was still a rumbling sound in the sky above. Shout out...

In his body, the damaged meridians are all intact, and the dantian space has not yet been opened up, but the whole body is full of true energy, and the incomparably wide meridians are like sea tides.

A slight itching came from his hands, and he looked up subconsciously, and saw that the surface of his body seemed to have shed snake skin, and the last few snake scales fell off his hands.

"The cyan snake scales are different from Jiuying's!" Ren Qinglian was puzzled, but suddenly she was in agreement: "Who secretly saved me just now, that technique..."

The subconscious started to work, and a memory about the exercises came to my mind.

"Huangdi Neijing?" This name is no stranger to Ren Qinglian, but it is mentioned in the memory of the exercises that this sutra is a health-preserving technique comprehended from the "Taishang Danjing", and it can also be regarded as the most primitive A martial arts horizontal practice method evolved from the Taoist secret scriptures!
(End of this chapter)