Fortunately, Mantuo did not have the luck of being as despicable as me, and had the ultimate treasure of the Heavenly Mirror, otherwise these benefits would not fall on me!"

After learning about those memories, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

In addition to these experiences, there is also a set of exercises called "Nine Changes of Iron Blood", which talks about the method of reincarnation and reshaping the body with the power of iron blood.

According to the memory transmitted by the Iron Blood Yuan Bead, after practicing "Iron Blood Nine Changes", no matter what your cultivation level is, your body will definitely be transformed into the body mouth of the Golden Immortal. When practicing "Iron Blood Nine Changes", the firmer the foundation of the body is, the stronger the strength, and after breaking and reorganizing, the new body will be obtained.

The Iron Blood True Lord who created this method achieved the supreme body of the Golden Immortal with the "Nine Changes of Iron Blood". Moreover, he is also a peak existence in the Golden Immortal's peak. Zhong Yuan did not know what level the primitive body as the foundation was when the Iron Blood True Lord practiced "Nine Changes of Iron Blood True Lord". However, I think there should be no such pervert as myself. After all, my ** at this time can already be with the ten most powerful kings in the Shura clan, or even exceed some.

"Could it be that if I succeeded in the Nine Changes, will I directly achieve the body of Daluo?" Zhong Yuan was hoping in his heart.

However, soon, Zhong Yuan put this beautiful idea aside. Because he knew very well that the stronger the foundation, although the stronger the transformation, the more difficult it would be to transform. If he could not achieve even one transformation, then no matter how beautiful the future would be, it would be a delusion.

"Looking at the bush, I have to pay more attention to the news about the Ten Transformed Ages Xianzhi. With this spiritual medicine, I believe my transformation will be easier!"

Without any hesitation, Zhong Yuan made a decision to practice the "Nine Changes of Iron Blood".

He was not worried that the "Nine Changes of Iron Blood" would have conflicts with the "Chyou Sanpan Sutra" he originally practiced. Strictly speaking, this "Nine Changes of Iron Blood" is just a basic method, a method that purely uses transformation to strengthen the body. Not only does it have no conflict with the "Three Changes of Iron Blood" but on the contrary, it will also have great benefits.

However, Zhong Yuan did not immediately start practicing "Nine Changes of Iron Blood", but put it aside first and began to use the Heaven-Swallowing Holy Method to swallow the iron blood qi that is spreading up and down, so as to strengthen his body and make it rise to a higher level. Zhong Yuan knew very well that in this way, although his foundation was firmer, the transformation was correspondingly more difficult, but Zhong Yuan had a temper. When possible, everything was based on the foundation, because once the matter of building the foundation was missed, it would be impossible to change it again, and other situations could always be made up for.

"Hulala"

The blue lion swallowed the sky, sat upright on Zhong Yuan's head, with great power, his mouth was as powerful as a city gate, and his iron blood energy, which was like a train, merged into a big river and rushed towards the big mouth. Zhong Yuan's flesh and blood gradually began to wriggle. Sometimes it expanded and sometimes compressed. In this cycle of alternation, the strength of the body was increasing at an extremely fast speed.

So, almost half an hour later, Zhong Yuan's understanding of the Heavenly Swallowing Method was further improved due to the accumulation of countless swallowings. When that was the case, he pinched out a magic trick with both hands, and above his head, the sky-swalking lion, which had been swallowing hundreds of miles of qi, slowly sank and merged with Zhong Yuan's body.

In an instant, Zhong Yuan rolled on the spot and turned into a huge blue lion swallowing the sky that was thousands of feet long and hundreds of feet high, his eyes were like the sun and the moon, and his mouth was like a huge blue lion swallowing the sky at the city gate.

"Roar one"

At that time, Zhong Yuan's incarnation of the sky-swalking lion roared towards the sky, and there was no power of swallowing. It was densely spread in all directions. The iron-blooded aura, like a milk swallow returning to his nest, and the rivers gathered in the sea, spontaneously moved, rolling like a tide, and betting towards Zhong Yuan's open mouth.

In just a moment, the iron-blooded aura that stretched for thousands of miles in the void was swallowed into the belly of the sky-swalking lion. Apart from the nine dark red beads, there were no traces left.

At this moment, the stomach that the wounded Buddha, which was never enough to be dissatisfied with, became bulging and almost hanged on the ground.

Now, Zhong Yuan's transformation into the sky-swalking lion seemed to be a little supported, and he spread out to the ground, lying there, resting his eyes and sleeping.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, sucking, sucking, sucking the belly of the Sky-Swallowing Lion was shrinking at an astonishing speed. Almost an hour passed, and the belly of the Sky-Swallowing Lion completely returned to normal. At this time, a strong blue flash suddenly broke out on the body of the Sky-Swallowing Lion.

The light was not dazzling, but it had an unstoppable artistic conception, just like, in the early morning, the first ray of morning light that broke through the darkness.

The blue flash disappeared in a short moment. At this time, the sky-swalking lion stood up and stood up. After standing up, the flesh and blood squirmed, the joints blew, crackling, like the arrival of the heavenly tribulation, and the thunder rolling through the void was deafening.

The rolling thunder sound took a full quarter of an hour before stopping.

Amid such a blast, the body of the Sky-Swallowing Lion began to soar again. When the thunder sound disappeared, the body of the Sky-Swallowing Lion had grown more than a hundred feet long, and the height was ten feet long.

Zhong Yuan knew very well that this was a real increase in power.

Other demons may not judge their height by their body size, but the sky-swalking lion is absolutely absolutely correct to judge their height by their body.

Because the natural will of the Sky-Swallowing Clan is to swallow the entire world that bound his body. How can it be if you want to swallow the world without a larger body?

When this was the case, there was no delay in time, that is, the time, the sky-swalking lion shook and then returned to Zhong Yuan's appearance. Then, Zhong Yuan clenched his fist with his right hand, punched him casually, and bombarded the Liangyi** dust array that was shrouded outside.

"Bang Yiyi"

With a loud bang, the barrier of the 200 million dust array was instantly sunk into a thin and transparent layer, almost no longer existed.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, it's still a little bit behind after all. It seems that this Golden Immortal body is really hard to achieve!"

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