Zhu Fu.

The Chu royal family.

He is the crown prince of the current dynasty!

The palace was destroyed three years ago, and he escaped by chance.

A year ago.

Zhu Fu joined forces with the remaining court forces, as well as four major sects and five sects, to siege and kill people in the underworld.

But unexpectedly, I met Dragon Emperor, one of the top ten ghost commanders.

Three of the five sanren were killed by him, all four major sects were exterminated, and the remaining forces were even divided.

Even he himself was captured here and suppressed in this volcanic hell.

It is said.

He studied under the Buddhist Lanke Mountain and was proficient in Buddhism. He was a gift from God.

He also taught the Dharma by the Taoist masters and taught the arts by the great Confucian masters.

What you have learned is not only extraordinary but also extraordinary.

No wonder,

He can compete with the medicinal power of Mengpo Decoction in the True Qi Realm, and even remains rational after a year.

"Huh...his..."

Guo Fan closed his eyes, and there were still conversations between several people in his ears, while he himself was trapped in his practice.

He did not suffer when he came to this world.

Although he is in purgatory, he can't waste his life by himself.

As long as you can restore your original body's cultivation, you will not be in vain to come here and suffer such a great sin!

Not to mention.

There are also many other techniques such as Xuanwu Body, Domineering Fist, and Tianfu Art, which have many benefits.

I have certain in my heart.

Strands of Xuanwu's evil aura fell from the sky, fell into the body, slowly growing its body.

Although this body is strong, its inner body is seriously damaged.

The meridians are broken and the dantian is holed.

If it weren't for the nourishment of his time-traveling possession, he would have died long ago.

But even so, it is extremely difficult to recover. After a few days, the body can only move slightly.

The speed is so full that it makes people feel outrageous!

Fortunately.

Xuanwu’s true skills are not just martial arts, but also extraordinary skills.

The requirements for meridians and dantian are not high. Even if they are damaged, they can still practice and become stronger.

Until the physical body is complete and the qi is achieved, it can also repair the trauma in the body.

In this flash, seven days have passed.

The ghost messenger is coming again.

During this period, there were also ghost messengers patrolling the volcano hell every day, but these ghost messengers did not speak.

Only when someone is found dead or mentally broken, take the body or person away.

It is said that it is to refine zombies and puppets.

"Guixu, have you considered it?"

However, in the past seven days, Guixu, the head of the Tianjian Sect, had become extremely weak and his eyes were confused.

After the ghost messenger asked several times, he nodded slowly.

"Splitting the gold and breaking the jade sword energy."

"This is a sword energy method, which is divided into thirteen ways. It can be transformed by shooting with fingers."

"Um."

The ghost almost nodded: "You know what you are like, tell me."

"medicine……"

Guixu struggled to look up. At this time, his long hair was scattered and his face was withered, which was far from the status of the leader of the sect.

"medicine?"

The ghost smiled disdainfully: "Talk about swordsmanship first."

"Of course, if you become an idiot halfway through the talk, there is nothing you can do about it."

“…”

Guixu's body trembled slightly.

After pausing, he spoke slowly: "One Yang is Shaoyang, which originates from Guan Chong, and passes through the three burners, and qi turns into two meridians, and transports power..."

"The sword is as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and as fierce as thunder, but lacks change, and is called the first sword!"

"Ghost man."

A person yelled in the distance: "So, when to say this, you might as well take medicine first to restore his energy."

"Stop wasting time!"

The speaker is not Duan Dingtian, but a rash monk.

His Dharma name is called the Rang Monk!

This person practices Buddhist Zen Buddhism, with limited time to awaken every day, but full of energy.

I was always closing my eyes and resting at other times, and I was tortured by the volcanic hell.

He had been here for a long time and took the pills. The power of Mengpo Decoction was not obvious and his cultivation was not ordinary.

The qi is successful!

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The ghost officer's eyes chilled and he suddenly waved his sleeves.

"Peng!"

The magma exploded, and a hundred-meter-long line of fire crossed the sea of ​​fire and slashed straight down the monk.

"Sigh..."

The fire line formed by the magma circled around, and the monk's abdomen suddenly cracked, and even the internal organs were burned.

It can be seen from the naked eye that his flesh curled up, his bones cracked, and his beating internal organs almost flowed out of his abdomen.

"ah!"

The monk screamed.

The body trembled wildly, causing the hooks on the chain to tear the flesh and bones into pieces, making it more and more painful.

The scene is so miserable that it is unbearable.

"snort!"

The ghost messed up coldly.

"In this volcanic hell, you will answer whatever I say, don't interrupt me!"

"continue!"

"yes."

Guixu seemed to be struggling with his eyes, but he could not withstand the medicinal properties and survival instinct, so he nodded.

"The second way, the Qi walks through the strange scriptures..."

The Thirteen-way Sword Technique was only more than 300 words in total, but he had spoken it for nearly half an hour.

"good."

The ghost messenger put away the paper and pen, took out a pill and stuffed it.

"If I had known today, why should I be the first one?"

As he said that, he hung down and threw himself: "If consciousness is still there, your legs may not have fallen into this world."

But two days ago, the sea of ​​fire was waving, and a stream of magma fell on Guixu's legs, directly melting the flesh of his left leg.

now……

Only a few bones left to support it!

"Next."

The ghost clerk jumped up, stepped on the chains in the sky, and slowly fell in front of Guo Fan.

"Zhao Wudi, the leader of the Baquan Sect."

He shook the paper and pen in his hand and spoke to the person who was drooping his head and breathing faintly.

"Can you still hear me?"

"Six Yang Divine Arts."

Guo Fan spoke with a hoarse voice: "This skill has no affinity, but it can become innate and has the meaning of extreme yang."

"The first yang is born in the belly of Qi..."
To be continued...