Reverend Insanity

: Section 20: Hefeng Yangzhi

This cave is a large square, filled with blood and **** smell. In the center of the cave, a circular pit was dug up, and the blood inside was rolling, and the heat was constantly slamming.

Founder took a deep breath, took off his clothes and walked naked into the blood pool. Hot blood, let him breathe constantly.

He adapted to the blood temperature, standing in the middle of the blood pool, blood flowing over his waist, revealing his chest, and most of his arms.

"Get started. Let's come one by one, don't worry. First, the blood is bloody." Tianhe told me.

Founder slowly closed his eyes and spurred the iron and blood.

Suddenly, the power of the locust changed his blood. His original red blood began to darken and the blood flow rate became very slow.

Founder's white skin, and thus become black paint.

"Maintain the iron and blood, and urge the blood blade." Tianhe is a good man.

Founder urged the blood blade, the body shocked, and suddenly his skin ruptured, and instantly formed hundreds of wounds, a large group of blood blade shot out, are the dark iron blade!

Then the wound slowly flows out of the normal blood of the iron.

The front color is cold and cold, and I can't feel the pain of the little bit. Instead, there is a strong sense of urgency. This is the effect of iron and blood, which can turn pain into pleasure, help the teacher to adapt to the battle, and make a weak teacher become a tough guy.

This is one of the achievements of Xianhemen in studying bloodlines for so many years.

These blood slowly flowed into the bright red blood pool, gradually blackening the vicinity of the Founder.

"The following is a crucial step. Use a mixed blood sputum."

Founder bite his teeth and push the **** cockroach.

Suddenly under the action of the locusts, hundreds of wounds in his body broke out with a strong suction. A lot of blood around. Constantly absorbed into the wound.

"Ah..." Founder whispered, and the intense pain turned into a strong pleasure. He gnawed his teeth and his body trembled.

As the blood was inhaled in large quantities, he became swollen and became a deformed fat man. His body shape is more than three times that of the original, the skin is stretched hard and the blood vessels are thick and snakelike. Wrench in the body of Founder.

The hustle and bustle of Yun Shijia, turned into a disgusting monster in a blink of an eye.

"Don't forget the business, fight against this pleasure. Founder. Fast, should spur the **** demon flower!" Tianhe masters constantly monitor the situation of Founder, and quickly reminded.

The word "scarred demon" is a sigh of relief. He struggled to break free from the strong pleasure. Breathing in a big mouth, urging the **** demon flower.

Founder clenched his fists, and the huge blood was quickly ruined. Under the influence of the locusts, the vines were born in the blood.

These tiny vines, piercing the square skin, quickly entangled his whole body.

The buds produce a blossoming flower bud, and the flower buds bloom rapidly. Forming a fascinating blue flower like chrysanthemum.

"Hey!" Founder clenched his teeth and shouted in pain. His face is white. The whole body becomes the soil, and so many demon flowers grow hard. This kind of intense pain is more than ten times more horrible than the delivery of pregnant women!

Even if it is the effect of iron and blood, it is not worth the pain.

Founder was sore that he almost had to bite a white tooth. His face was white, his forehead was blue and his face was horrible.

"Fast, your whole body's blood is hot, and then go on like this, your internal organs, whole body skin will be cooked by your own blood. Use cold blood to smash." Tianhe's voice, revealing tension.

Founder struggled to spur cold blood.

The blood cooled quickly, and he shuddered and finally got out of the crisis of death.

"Yes, the demon flower will greatly increase the effect of the **** locust in your hand. You are only one step away from success, and you feel bloody!" Tianhe was in a hurry.

"Blood induction..." Founder lowered his head, and his vision was blurred. With the inertia of many trainings, he always insisted on urging this bloodline to detect locusts.

After a few breaths, the Founder said: "I, I feel... arrived. In the southeast corner of the ground, five thousand six hundred steps."

"Good, you did it again! You are already successful. Next, it is the last step. You have to use blood marks to position it."

"Ah..." Founder was at this time, began an unconscious shout. His vision was completely blurred, and his thin body was crumbling. He tried his best to squeeze out all the potential of life and tried to spur blood scars.

He was unconscious, and he was quite plentiful in the five-turned empty space, but he could only mobilize a small part. The real element is like a stream of water, slowly pouring into the blood scars.

However, the blood scars need a very large amount of real yuan, Founder insisted on eight breaths, and finally collapsed completely, and fell into the blood pool, fainted on the spot.

......

The incense burner is soaking, this quiet room has no window and looks dim.

The crane wind was dressed in a white robe, tied with a black belt, large sleeves, and sitting on a futon.

He is like a teenager, and he is as gentle as jade. The eyebrows are green and slender, and the eyebrows are hanging down to the waist. Deep eyes stare at the ghosts in front of me.

The soul of the crane is suspended in the air, and the soul of the crane is reporting the results of the training of Founder.

He Fengyang was dissatisfied with the tone: "Sure enough, although he was allowed to live in Fuhufu, he consumed his eight years of life and used many relics, but after all, he was a quick five-turn teacher. Hey, but at the same time spurred six seven Only locusts, this simple thing can't be done."

Tianhe’s singer said: “The Founder is indeed young, and the basic skills of one-mindedness are a little bit blazing. But he feels that he is working very hard and his progress is very fast. Remember the first time, just use the mixed blood. One breath, he was so fainted."

"So, I only added him to him. As a result, the second time he was too excited, he vented his temper, and he stunned himself. He only supported three breaths." He Fengyang unhappy The crane is on the human road.

Tianhe’s master quickly said: “Taiwan’s elders, to be honest, even if they are subordinates, it’s hard to use them in this kind of intense pain and pleasure. Founder is not far from success, he insisted this time. Eight breaths. A total of ten breaths can trigger blood scars and be completely successful. He only has two breaths. As long as we insist on training a few times and give us some time, we can..."

"Enough! How many more trainings? How many times do you have to train? Time, time, you talk about how much time spent on your plan. How long? How many years! You have not improved a bit The Wandering Mountain is still not in our hands. Do you know how many dissatisfied voices in the martial art, how many disciples are there, and ask the high-level open and courageous contributions to be exchanged?"

"Under the work of the subordinates, even the elders of the elders are really sinful!" Tianhe was angered and quickly confessed.

He Fengyan took a few breaths and waved his sleeve: "Let's go down, there is only one month left before the martial art conference. I will hear your training success before you attend the martial art conference, and you can launch the good news of regaining the fox fairy land!" ”

"But adults, the time of a month is too short, overtraining, Founder will not be able to eat. His body can be adjusted with mites, but strong pleasure and pain, will hurt the soul, and eventually will make his soul collapse! "Tianhe, the man called."

Hefeng Yanghehe smiled: "His soul has collapsed. Isn't that what you want to see? In this way, you can just take his body and resurrect. This is your original plan, isn't it?"

Speaking of this, his smile is more gentle: "This Founder is just a quick five-turn teacher. It is very childish and very lacking in tempering. How can you get your crane? This time, he used him to retake it. After the Fox Fairyland, you will come back. Hey, since Su San and Zhou Wu were killed by Song Zixing’s demon head, my side, like yours, has fewer and fewer subordinates.”

The more gentle the tone of the crane, the more chilly in the heart of the crane, the more he said with a grateful tone: "The elders of the elders are so valued, the subordinates must be effective, the liver and brain!"

"Very good, go on." He Fengyang smiled and retired the crane.

In the quiet room, only He Fengyang was left. His smile gradually disappeared. Instead, his face was dignified, and there was some irritability in his eyes.

After taking the fox fairy land from Fangyuan, he has been responsible for this. A year has passed, and the pressure imposed on him by the martial art is growing. In particular, he was in the martial art, and he was more and more ridiculed in public for his incompetence.

The martial art conference after one month is a difficult one. If Hefeng Yang has not made progress, it will be very difficult. He seemed to have heard it, and Retan sneered at him through the audience.

"But it won't take long... As long as I succeed in this trip~www.readwn.com~ I can let Leitan all shut up. I am the martial artist who has contributed the most in these years! This time, Raiders Blessed land, I will personally dispatch. And also invited the sullen fairy, the old lord of the dynasty. The sorrowful fairy is equal to me, mastering at least three ways to kill, and the old lord of the yang is a seven-turn sacred, with the attack Fairy!"

"The only trouble is that the spirit will disable everything. I don't have a fairy, but it is inevitable to use it. The only way is to use Xianyuan to consume. Fortunately, Fox Fairyland is inherently poor, poorly managed, and accumulated. How many senyuan can I have? I don’t believe that Fangyuan’s energy consumption has survived our three major sacred sensations! As long as the fox fairy scent consumes light, the spirits are powerless and can’t disable the genius. Until then, oh!”

The wind and the wind whispered in the mouth, gradually smoothing the irritability in the heart.

At the same time, the fox fairy land, the underground cave.

Fang Yuan Shiran to withdraw from the wisdom halo, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Just now, the ice and stardust killing, he was successfully calculated. (To be continued...)

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