Chapter 12: Refining true blood, opening up

Almost at the moment when the blood beads condensed and formed, an ancient wilderness aura swept across the world. Wherever they passed, all the beasts were silent. The many roosters purchased by the Xiling River had been lying on the ground in an instant. That was

Awe of powerful bloodlines.

The next moment, a huge figure ten feet tall appeared in the void, and even the roof of the hall could not be covered. It manifested in the outside world, punched her chest with her fists and roared to the sky. Although it was just an illusory projection, I saw it.

Everyone in this scene felt a strong mental pressure.

"Ancient beasts shake the mountain ape!"

Almost at the moment when the phantom appeared, Mu Gui's eyes lit up, and he revealed the phantom's heels with a sound of surprise. He was one of the ancient ferocious beasts, and this was Zhu Yan, one of the ten ancient ferocious beasts.

The blood descendant.

"The body of this white ape in the Dharma-Ending Age actually has the bloodline of the mountain-shaking ape, and the bloodline is not low. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be purified by the Yin Vein Corpse Refining Technique to a level that is enough to condense the true blood of the mountain-shaking ape. It is really Hong Fuqi

Oh my God!"

Even with Mu Gui's temperament, I couldn't help but feel extremely surprised. You must know that every ancient beast is a powerful existence, enough to roam the world of seventh-level energy level. Even at this moment, Mu Gui's sacrifices and refinings are now.

The white ape spiritual corpse, just a drop of true blood of the mountain-shaking ape in its body, is enough to compare with the third-level iron corpse. Originally, Mu Gui was just trying to sacrifice the white ape with possible hope.

In Mu Gui's opinion, there is not even one percent of the probability of becoming a third-level iron corpse. However, he did not expect that the white ape had the bloodline of the ancient beast, the mountain-shaking ape. By chance, the bloodline was actually purified.

, condensed true blood.

Although it is just a drop, the value of the four ancient beasts is enough to allow the current white ape spiritual corpse to step into the top powerhouses in the cultivation world today.

"Hmm!?"

But at this moment, Mu Gui felt a sense of resistance, and a huge and fierce intention surged from the connection between Mu Gui and the white ape.

"No, my own cultivation is much different from corpse refining. If it is an ordinary third-level iron corpse, I can still suppress and control it with the divine blood paper man, but the white ape who awakens the bloodline of the ancient ferocious beast, the mountain-shaking ape, may be a little bit.

It exceeds the limit of my soul control."

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight. This is the unchanging truth in the world. Even if Mu Gui's talent and blood are strange, it can break the convention, but the power gap between Mu Gui and the white ape is actually a bit big.

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"You can't continue like this, otherwise, this white ape will probably break free from my control!"

When Mu Gui made a quick decision, his mind was connected to the blood paper man. The next moment, thirty-six rock corpses appeared, and thirty-six blood-colored silk threads were wrapped around the white ape. Suddenly, the white that had already become shriveled because of the condensed mountain-shaking ape's true blood had become dry.

As the body of the ape was drawn with the bloodshot, the monster body, which was originally ten feet tall, shrank twice.

And correspondingly, they were originally just 36 rock corpses in the early stage of the second-level rock corpse, but their bodies were filled with corpse energy, as if they had taken ten-full big tonic pills, and they broke through to the middle stage of the second-level.

However, even so, Mu Gui still had a heavy burden with a soul pressing on a thousand pounds, but there was no more violent that the white ape was about to break free.

"At present, we can only maintain such a balance. If we continue to extract the power of the White Ape, it will probably cause the real blood of the Mountain Shaking Ape in its body to lose. Then it will be a real blood loss. At most, we will control the time to control it in the future and improve ourselves as soon as possible.

Cultivation, when the cultivation level increases, the pressure on the soul will be reduced."

While Fa Jue was squeezing, a coffin made of loess appeared, sealing the body of the white ape and sank into the ground. Then Mu Gui put away all the rock corpses, and then poured three monkeys into his mouth.

Wine, quickly reply to your own magic power.

In the outside world, as the white ape was sealed, the roosters began to gradually return to normal, and Chen Yulou and others looked at the Zangguan with a serious look. The mountain-shaking ape phantom was absolutely shocking to them.

It's terrifying. Haven't you seen that among the Luo family army and the powerful heroes of the Xiling Mountain, many of them were not mentally conscious and were shocked by the spiritual pressure of the mountain-shaking ape. Even if they were not dizzy, many of them were weak.

"If this monster roared twice during the battle, my men would probably become soft-legged shrimp."

Luo Laowai patted his head, which was still a little dizzy, and said to Chen Yulou with concern, "Why Chen Yulou doesn't understand this? Xialing itself has a large number of people, but the quality of people is uneven. Luo

Chen Yulou, who Lao Wai said, naturally thought of it.

"I hope everything is our worrying about it!"

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Another day later, the partridge whistle and his group went to find the partridge whistle, but finally returned. Looking at the partridge whistle being carried in the bamboo basket, under the stimulation of Luo Laowai's disbelief of evil,

It made the Lu Qingji show off. At this point, everyone has no doubt about the magic of Lu Qingji.

"Now everything is ready, Chen Bartou, Partridge Whistle, Luo Shuai, why don't we start the day!"

At the entrance of the Zangguan, on a two-story wooden tower built by the Xiling Mountains, Chen Yulou gave a mobilization speech to thousands of Xiling Mountains disciples, which aroused morale very much. With Luo Laowai's voice

The gunshots, and the large army officially set off and heads towards Pingshan.

During the process, the old foreigner was hiding among the people of Xiling, but collected all the things that happened in the hall before, and then reported the news to the Partridge Whistle. Regarding this, Partridge Whistle looked at it.

Mu Gui, who was walking side by side with Chen Yulou, had no idea what thoughts were flashing in his eyes.

Laoxiong Ridge is located in the hinterland of western Hunan, with dense forests and deep valleys. This mountain ridge is shaped like a sleeping bear, which isolates contact with the outside world. The Pingshan, which is terrified by local mountain people, is a branch of Laoxiong Ridge Mountain.

More remote and desolate, rarely visited.

The people of Xiling, led by Mu Gui, walked through the secluded green along the way, climbed rocks and drilled holes, and walked through mountains and rivers for many journeys. Needless to say, the difficulties were difficult.

Starting from dawn, until it was almost noon, the red sun was hanging high, and the group finally climbed a dangerous cliff behind Laoxiong Ridge. The top of this ancient cliff is full of weeds and trees, and you can look down at Pingshan from a high place

Earth veins.

Looking down, I saw that the deep mountains behind the main ridge were full of conical peaks and dangerous rocks. The continuous peaks were connected in the distance, like thousands of bamboo shoots unearthed, with thousands of scepters facing the sky, with peaks connected behind the peaks.

There are peaks that fill the world endlessly. (Excerpted from the original work of the Ghost Blows the Light)
Chapter completed!