Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 39 Black Lotus Dharma Sign, Blood Eyes Blue Sheep Running away

The night was getting dark, but not calm.

Around Qingyang Mountain, there were roars of beasts, hisses of ominous creatures, and screams of strange monsters. The night wind was filled with bloody smell.

"call"

In the clouds of the void, a huge black shadow flew by, as if it wanted to land on the Xisui Sect to prey on it, but it sensed the breath of the blood-eyed blue sheep, and brought a fierce gust of wind, rushed into the sky and disappeared.

After Yang Heng practiced, he stood outside the window and watched the scene quietly.

Everything is reminding him that this is the wilderness.

An ancient world of natural selection and survival of the fittest.

"The old man is still too weak!"

"Continue to practice, and after you break through the Faxiang Realm, go to the cave thirty miles away, and get the backhand left by your predecessor, that is, the batch of great medicine."

"At that time, the recovery of cultivation base should be faster."

Yang Heng pondered.

Then he swayed and disappeared, and the oil lamp on the wall of the hall flickered on and off.

Soon.

Yang Heng came to Qingyang Palace, the back mountain of Qingyang Mountain.

He raised his token, opened the safe passage, and entered the underground palace without a sound.

Looking at the blood-eyed Qingyang sleeping quietly on the bloody altar, Yang Heng's eyes became scorching hot.

"Blood-eyed blue sheep, my Bao'er, you know I've been infusion these days."

"You may ask, what fluid did I infuse?"

"Of course it's the night I miss you!"

Yang Heng grinned and took a step forward. The soles of his feet flashed with golden light, and he was already sitting cross-legged beside the blood-eyed Qingyang.

"Bao'er, tonight, let's make out again!"

He licked his lips, muttered to himself, and held out his hands.

"The Immortal God's Hand, suck it for me. Slowly, with a long stream of water."

"Don't disturb the rest of the blood-eyed Qingyang Bao'er, it is also working hard!"

Yang Heng muttered in his heart.

The devouring power of the Immortal Hand becomes slow and steady.

The majestic and vicissitudes of the ancient demon power are like the water in the vast ocean, with no waves visible, but it keeps pouring into Yang Heng's hands.

Most of the ancient demon power was absorbed by the Immortal God Hand.

Only a small part of the ancient demon power was purified by the Immortal God's Hand, and participated in the blood circulation of Yang Heng's physical body, becoming a part of his blood, stimulating the physical body to begin to transform again.

But this time the transformation was much slower.

It seems that after the physical body is sanctified, the effect of the ancient demon power of the blood-eyed blue sheep is greatly reduced. If the physical body is to break through and evolve again, more ancient demon power of the blood-eyed blue sheep will be needed.

Or find auspiciousness that is more advanced than the blood-eyed blue sheep.

Although the evolution of the Immortal Hand is also absorbing the ancient demon power, there is no hint that it can evolve or be promoted.

But Yang Heng could sense it.

The ancient demon power of the blood-eyed blue sheep is still effective for the immortal hand, but the immortal hand needs more energy to evolve again, so there is no comparison.

"The main purpose of my coming here tonight is to break through the Dharma Realm and condense the Dharma!"

Yang Heng pondered in his heart.

"Then, now, let's begin—!"

Yang Heng put his hands on the body of the blood-eyed Qingyang, and he was running the Heavenly Demon Tome. The demonic energy was surging and gathered towards the top of his head.

Soon, another phantom of Yang Heng appeared above Yang Heng's head.

This is the Dhamma.

With the devil energy as the skin and the blood and blood as the bone, as the devil energy and blood continue to be output, the blurred phantom of the dharma began to solidify.

From head to toe, body to legs, and finally, arms.

Yang Heng's mind was tense and his attention was highly concentrated.

"The Immortal Divine Artifact, Ning!"

With a thought, Faxiang's two hands began to solidify.

Last time, it was here that I failed.

This time, with the blood-eyed blue sheep, Yang Heng's confidence greatly increased.

"Whoo~"

The familiar qi and blood devouring power came, and a large amount of qi and blood was sucked into the dharma image on the top of the head. The immortal hand quickly transformed the ancient demon power into billowing qi and blood to supply Yang Heng.

time flies.

In the underground palace, it was as quiet as water, without any sound.

At some point.

"Boom~"

A hurricane blasted out from the Scarlet Altar, howling through the entire hall.

The coercion on Yang Heng's body increased greatly. Above his head, a black-robed Dharma figure sat cross-legged on a black lotus.

The black lotus rotated slowly, full of devilish energy, and the treasured figure in the black robe was sitting solemnly, holding seal formulas in his hands, looking like an eminent monk who had become enchanted.

The skin of his whole body was as black as ink, except for his hands, which were golden, as if a layer of glazed gold had been cast on them, which looked extraordinarily gorgeous, but also had a strange feeling.

"Faxiang, it's done!"

Yang Heng was overjoyed.

Faxiang's hands made him feel a strange sense of danger, and Faxiang itself had some changes due to the influence of the immortal hand.

He could feel that the dharma form he condensed this time definitely surpassed the dharma form condensed by the thousand-armed phantom in his predecessor.

The rotating black lotus sitting cross-legged by the Faxiang is also very unusual.

This is not what he condensed.

Rather, it was formed naturally at the moment when the Dharma image was successful.

"Then, let's call you Hei Lian Faxiang!"

Yang Heng smiled, and with a thought, the black lotus form turned into a black shadow and submerged into his body.

next moment.

On his arm, a black lotus mark appeared.

Like a tattoo.

"During the battle, with just one thought, the black lotus dharma will manifest and kill the enemy for me!"

Yang Heng had such a clear understanding in his heart.

at this time.

A message suddenly came from his Immortal God hand.
"Jun's cultivation base has broken through, the activity of the Immortal Hand has been enhanced, the activity of Jun's flesh and blood has been enhanced, and the speed of blood recovery and wound healing has increased."

Yang Heng was taken aback.

"Activity enhancement?!"

He caught the key words of this sentence.

active!
What is activity?
Yang Heng was puzzled, but the Immortal Hand didn't explain it either.

"The activity is enhanced, that is to say, my flesh and blood have activity before."

"But why didn't I find out?"

"And this time the cultivation base has broken through, and the activity has been enhanced!"

"Increased activity. It should mean faster blood recovery and faster recovery from injuries. This understanding should be similar!"

"It's the same as Cheng Yaojin with the eyes of the phoenix."

Yang Heng pondered.

Calculate the time, it's not too early.

Time to go.

"Blood-eyed Qingyang, my Bao'er, I'm leaving, I'll suck you up tomorrow oh no, come and see you."

"Good night, sweet dreams!"

Yang Heng whispered, and then his figure flickered, the golden light flashed, and he had already left the underground palace.

I do not know how long it has been.

In the underground palace.

A fierce spirit began to recover and became stronger and stronger.

On the blood-colored altar, the blood-eyed blue sheep like a stone sculpture began to tremble.

"Hungry. Hungry. Baaaaaaa."

Involuntary murmurs began to echo.

"Shu~"

The blood-colored eyes opened suddenly, emitting a scarlet light, like two blood moons.

It woke up hungry again.

It instinctively wants to eat, wants to eat.

But seeing that the underground palace was empty, there were no familiar pigs and cows, and no delicious human-shaped blood food, he couldn't help being furious, and his murderous intent began to surge.

But suddenly, it woke up, and its murderous intent quickly faded away.

"Huh? Am I not losing weight?"

"Yeah, that's right, I'm losing weight, I can't eat"

It murmured to itself, turning its huge head to scan its body, first stunned, then overjoyed.

"Baa baa baa I lost weight again, lost weight again!"

"My butt, too, has become smaller, it has become a peach butt!"

"This weight loss is so successful, I am slimmer than sister pig, baa baa baa, second brother Niu is mine now."

The blood-eyed blue sheep was excited and kept bleating, the voice was joyful and happy.

"By the way, in the dream just now, I heard voices calling Wu Bao'er over and over again."

"Also talking about infusion, what kind of fluid was infused, the night I missed you. Baa baa baa, it's too nasty, shame to death, who is saying such nasty things?"

"Could it be the black dog brother who has always had a crush on me? Or the third brother Hu who was rejected by me at the beginning?"

"No, no, it must be Mensao's Second Brother Niu bleating. He lost weight successfully and was born with peach buttocks. I'm going to find Second Brother Niu."

The blood-eyed blue sheep suddenly stood up, as if a sacred mountain moved.

It spat out a mouthful of blood, which poured down on the bloody altar like a waterfall, and walked along the complex runes on the altar.

"Wow~"

The blood-colored altar below him suddenly glowed and spun, and a vague space-time channel appeared, flowing the light of time and permeating the power of time.

"Brother Niu, I'm here to find you, baa baa baa, what a loss, I miss you all night."

The blood-eyed Qingyang's eyes were scarlet, but with excitement and joy, and a touch of shyness.

Its huge figure flashed, entered the space-time channel, and disappeared instantly.
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