Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 23 Ten Blood Dragons
In the underground palace of Qingyang Palace.

On the bloody altar, Yang Heng sat cross-legged, with his hands clinging to the stone skin of the blood-eyed green sheep.

The Immortal Hand continuously absorbed the ancient demon power that was devouring the blood-eyed blue sheep.

The ancient demon power flowed slowly and slowly, very smoothly, and did not wake up the blood-eyed Qingyang.

It continues to sleep.

It just had a full meal last night, and it also added its favorite human-shaped blood meal, and it slept soundly.

time flies.

A stick of incense time has passed.

At this moment.

The Immortal God's hand has become hot and hot, like two red-hot pincers.

a moment.

The Immortal God's hand suddenly expanded and contracted, and the blue light flourished.

then.

Under the blue light, another green light appeared.

Two rays of divine light swirled and lingered in the hands of the Immortal God, representing two kinds of energy.

The green and green divine power moved, and finally condensed on Yang Heng's right thumb.

Yang Heng's thumb instantly felt a sharp pain, like countless steel needles being pricked.

The flesh and blood inside is being forcibly developed.

The blue and green divine light revolved around the thumb, forming a small cyclone on the thumb of the right hand.

gradually.

On the thumb of the right hand, two tattoo-like colored ribbons appeared, in two colors of green and green.

It's like wearing a green wrench.

The inside of the thumb was hot and scorching, emitting strange fluctuations, as if something was conceived.

at the same time.

A familiar voice rang in Yang Heng's mind.
"The immortal hand has evolved from level one (primary) to level two, and the promotion is complete."

"Jun's hand has simultaneously evolved into a second-level immortal hand."

"Inherent features: water and fire do not invade upgrades, swords do not hurt upgrades, toughness and sharpness upgrades, and can resist higher-level evils."

"Practice any skill in your hand and you will achieve great success in an instant, hitting 100 times the critical damage."

"The thumb supernatural power of the Immortal God's Hand was accidentally triggered. It is in the process of being conceived and completed. It can be used!"

"Other functions remain unchanged."

A series of voices sounded in Yang Heng's mind.

He was happy and excited.

The phrase "can resist more advanced evils" made him particularly concerned.

For him, the biggest threat right now is the ominous red hair.

It comes down every few days, sometimes even every night. That kind of terrifying power makes Yang Heng feel like he will be killed at any time.

Too insecure.

Like the sword of Damocles, hanging above the head, it will be cut off at any time.

Now that the immortal master has been promoted to the second level immortal master, Yang Heng heaves a sigh of relief.

"And this supernatural power of the thumb... actually needs to be conceived?"

Yang Heng looked forward to it.

"I don't know what kind of thumb supernatural power will be bred?!"

at this time.

His hands were still clinging to the stone skin of the blood-eyed blue sheep, devouring the ancient demon power.

Because his physical body is undergoing rapid transformation.

Large pieces of gold appeared in the flesh and blood, and the meridians and bones also turned golden.

As the Immortal Hand evolved into a second-level Immortal Hand, the "purification" of the ancient demon power instantly accelerated.

Efficiency is greatly increased.

A large amount of purified ancient demon power poured into Yang Heng's limbs and bones from the immortal hand, stimulating the rapid transformation of flesh and blood throughout his body.

"buzz, buzz, buzz"

A dull voice came from Yang Heng's body, like a cauldron steaming.

His whole body was covered in white mist, and jet-black impurities kept leaking out of his fleshy skin and pores.

This is to remove toxins and various harmful substances in the body, making the body flawless.

"Crash~"

His blood was flowing, making strange noises.

gradually.

The sound of qi and blood flowing became louder and louder, causing the roar of the body, as if a dam burst in the body, and the torrent was rolling.

The rumbling sound echoed in the underground palace, making Su Xiaolu, who was guarding the gate of the underground palace, surprised for a while, and looked back.

"What is the old devil doing in the underground palace? Such a huge momentum?"

"Could it be that you are practicing peerless magic skills?"

She felt itchy in her heart, rolled her eyeballs, quietly went down the steps, stuck out her head, and peeped around the corner secretly.

I saw the bloody altar.

Yang Heng was no longer that old man, but changed again into the young man she had met yesterday.

A young man who she mistook for her younger brother.

now.

Yang Heng put his hands close to the blood-eyed green sheep, and mysterious energy fluctuations circulated between them.

The energy was so advanced that the spiritual power in Su Xiaolu's body stagnated and curled up.

It was as if he had encountered an extremely terrifying existence.

On the other hand, Yang Heng's body kept making rumbling sounds, and the mighty qi and blood roared in his body, wave after wave, and finally suddenly manifested from the top of his head, turning into a dragon of qi and blood.

"Blood like a dragon!!!"

"Oh my god! The old devil's energy and blood are so vigorous, just now he looked like he was going to die!"

"Our top three seed successors in Mingyue Holy Land, including Senior Brother Aqiu, are nothing more than that!"

"This old devil hides so deeply! Could it be that he really rejuvenated and lived a second life?!"

Su Xiaolu covered her mouth in surprise, for fear that she would cry out.

But right now.

Above Yang Heng's head, a blood dragon rushed out again.

Before Su Xiaolu could react, "Huh, huh, huh", and several dragons of blood and vitality flew out.

A total of nine qi and blood dragons hovered and danced above Yang Heng's head. Looking from a distance, they were extremely astonishing.

Kowloon dances together.

This vision is unimaginable.

Su Xiaolu's eyes widened, his whole body was already sluggish.

"These nine qi and blood dragons, how is this possible?"

"The mysterious seed descendant who ranks first in our Mingyue Holy Land, the direct disciple of the holy ancestor, is only the three qi and blood dragons."

"If that's the case, he's also known as the No. [-] pride in the Holy Land of the Dark Moon for thousands of years!"

"How many secrets are there in the old devil!"

"Our No. [-] pride in Mingyue Holy Land, the direct disciple of the ancestor, compared with the old devil, is just one."

Su Xiaolu's heart was shocked, I don't know how to describe it.

To say that he is a younger brother seems to be exalting that first-time arrogance.

She didn't dare to watch it any longer, and planned to leave quietly, and then called the senior and second senior brothers to find out the details of the old devil together.

If not, let's run away as soon as possible!

The old devil's qi and blood are so vigorous, wait for his qi and blood to dry up and die of old age?How old is this?

Maybe they are all dead, but the old devil is still alive and well.

At this moment, Su Xiaolu's mind was extremely clear.

however.

Just this moment.

On the bloody altar, Yang Heng suddenly let out a low roar like a dragon's chant.

"Yan—"

This voice doesn't sound like a human voice.

On the contrary, it resembles the dragon chant of the ancient dragon.

Shock the soul.

Su Xiaolu stared, and found that above Yang Heng's head, a golden blood dragon flew out again.

"What?! This is the tenth qi and blood dragon!"

"And it's golden, how can there be gold in human blood?!"

Su Xiaolu couldn't believe it.

She was shocked by the scene in front of her, subverting her cognition and imagination.

Nine Qi and Blood Dragons surrounded the tenth golden Qi and Blood Dragon, like a pilgrimage, like bowing down.

next moment.

Yang Heng's body began to glow, and the golden light of the glazed god enveloped him.

The ten qi and blood dragons on top of his head roared and pierced into his forehead, and his whole body was full of golden light, burning like a small sun.

Su Xiaolu squinted his eyes because of the light.

She couldn't see anything anymore, she could only feel a very noble, ancient, tyrannical aura coming in waves from the underground palace.

There is also a strange ancient holy power pervading.

She is also a saint, and she is too familiar with Shengwei.

It's just that this holy prestige is very ancient, tyrannical, domineering, full of power and oppression.

Su Xiaolu had difficulty breathing for a while.

Her body couldn't help shaking, and she almost wanted to kneel down.

"Boom, boom, boom"

A heartbeat sounded like a drum, shaking the underground palace.

Su Xiaolu spat out blood, feeling terrified in his heart.

"Could this be physical sanctification? Impossible?! Physical sanctification only exists in theory, it is the long-lost ancient path of body cultivation."

"The old devil is not a physical trainer, how could he become a saint physically!"

"No wonder the red hair is so ominous that the old devil's life is lost. He hides too deeply and has fooled everyone!"

"This old fox with white tail is too scary."

Su Xiaolu's heart trembled and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

She turned around, quietly returned to the entrance of the underground palace, continued to protect the law, and deliberately arranged a shielding formation behind her, as if she didn't see or hear anything.

I do not know how long it has been.

The underground palace fell silent.

The dazzling golden light also disappeared.

At the gate of the underground palace, Su Xiaolu opened his eyes, and at some point, there was an old figure standing in front of him, with a pale face, a stooped figure, exhausted energy and blood, and entangled with lifeless energy.

A picture that is about to die and is about to sit down.

"Master, master!" Su Xiaolu was frightened and lowered her head in fear, not daring to look directly at Yang Heng.

Yang Heng coughed violently, gasped, and said with difficulty: "My dear disciple, the blood-eyed blue sheep can't help me, my teacher. Cough cough cough. I'm even weaker, my blood is so exhausted!"

"Hey, I feel like I might not live until next year as a teacher, I have to prepare for my funeral!"

If Su Xiaolu hadn't been peeping before, she would definitely believe it this time.

The old devil's costume is too similar.

The acting skills are not ordinary superb.

But now, Su Xiaolu trembled with anger, howling in his heart
"You lied to me, and you lied to me again. Could it be that I, Su Xiaolu, have big breasts, so I am stupid and easy to lie to?"

"Your qi and blood have ten dragons, and you said that your qi and blood are exhausted, ahhhhh"

"You are an old fox with a white tail!"

(End of this chapter)