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Chapter 460 The one born under Yang Yus Fist...(1/2)

Huh ~

The dark scenes are reflected in Yang Yu's heart.

Because of the magic of "I want to accept the Qilu", he had already mastered the ability to look inside himself many years ago.

As his martial arts progress and his spirits rise, he can see inwardly no longer just by seeing meridians and internal organs, but can already penetrate deep into the internal organs and peek into the subtle flow of blood.

Even, you can count the fibers of your muscles.

call!

suck!

With the long breathing sound, Yang Yu's heart sank to his dantian.

"Yin and Yang Grinding Steel..."

Yu Yang whispered in his heart.

The strands of inner breath and blood and energy were absorbed by the millstone of the slowly rotating red and gold colors in the dantian.

After half a year of polishing, he finally condensed this Yin-Yang Grinder today.

Completely practiced this "Yin and Yang Wuji Gong".

"call!"

Yang Yu was calm and turned his mind into a palm and slowly pushed the millstone, shattering the erratic breath and blood.

After a long time, the red and golden mill trembled slightly.

Then, in the perception of Yang Yu's mind, a drop of red and golden liquid fell into the dantian.

Tick ​​to answer ~

It was like the ice water melting from the eaves dripping into the tank, splashing ripples.

Yang Yu's body trembled, and suddenly, he felt that everything in his mind felt became alive. Even looking inside, it seemed that his gauze had been removed and became clearer.

True Qi!

The fusion of Qi and Blood does not mean that it becomes a solid liquid, but that compared with internal breath, blood and Qi, the true qi must be condensed too much, so that there is an illusion of condensed into liquid.

One drop, two drops...

Until it is connected.

"It's done!"

A breath of turbid air was exhaled, and Yang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes widened, illuminating the dark room.

Qi and blood blend together, and hundreds of meridians melt and cast.

The birth of true energy means that this level has already passed half, and the rest is water grinding time.

Just wait until the breath and blood of the whole body turn into true qi, then the furnace can be ignited and burned all traces of practicing martial arts in the body with the most violent flames.

You can become a master and start to attack the 360 ​​acupoints all over your body, as well as the "mysterious acupoint" that varies from person to person.

For this step, he resisted the urge to take the "Ren Yuan Da Dan" in the past half month.

"The hundred meridians are melted and casting, but it is not enough..."

Austr Yang sighed.

He met with the sloppy Taoist six months ago, and until the end, he did not ask where the old Taoist was. It was not that he had forgotten or that he had no time, but that he forced himself to suppress himself.

With his current martial arts, he abandoned his supernatural powers and wanted to fight against the sloppy Taoist.

The sloppy Taoist said that he had a very poor talent, but he really had no master. He realized the world and created many unique skills and top martial arts masters!

Looking at the past three thousand years, his talent is also the best among the best!

No matter how conceited Yang Yu was, he would not think that his seven years of cultivation would be able to overcome the accumulation of this great master for more than four hundred years...

"It's a young age!"

Before Yang Yu could finish his breath of turbid air, he heard a scream that seemed to be coming from a distance outside the yard.

"Um?!"

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and the door opened in his sleeves. He had already appeared outside the yard. He saw a young Taoist boy stepping in three steps at a time and two steps, and he ran out in panic:

"Master, Master! An old woman with a big belly is coming to you!"

“???”

Even though Yang Yu asked himself that his mind was quite calm, he almost staggered after he fell down this sentence.

"Who are you looking for?!"

"Look for you!" The little Taoist boy panted and replied from a distance.

‘Zhang Zhenren has such a romantic debt?!’

After being stunned, Yang Yu came to his senses, and his feet were like a bird, surging with the wind. With a few ups and downs, he had noticed something strange.

After a glance, I saw that in the unpaved square outside the view, all the Taoists were forced to retreat repeatedly.

The silk is white, her face is ferocious and even said to be ugly, and she comes into the sight with her big belly.

Her breath...

"This, this..."

A group of Taoist priests hanging in the air mountain had sharp sword in their hands, but how could they dare to pull it out?

Not only them, but even Lu Qingting felt a little embarrassed. Could it be that the ancestors really have any romantic debts that have not been passed down?

But this old woman looks a little scary...

"Cry!"

Just when Lu Qingting and other Taoists were still wondering whether the taste of their ancestors was too heavy, they seemed to have sensed something, and the old woman suddenly let out a sharp and extremely sharp scream.

Bang!

This sound of hiss came suddenly, and it was even more sharp, unlike a sound that people could make.

"ah!"

"Enemy attack!"

"ah!"

Even the Taoist priests in the hanging mountains were on guard and caught off guard, they suffered a great loss. The few closest ones were directly pierced through their eardrums.

But there are only a few ordinary people who can worship the Hanging Mountain. They panic for a moment, and in a flash, the sound of a sharp sword coming out of the sheath.

Boom!

But before they could rush up, it was like a muffled thunder exploded in front of them. The void was like tide and the wind was like water. With one slap, all the Taoists who came from all directions were slapping away.

Only Lu Qingting dodged properly, and his sword shattered the wind, his body turned, and the sword light was like a forest, pressing against the old woman.

Wow!

The sound of the sword flashed and the ripples spread out, like stars falling from the sky, coming with a fierce murderous intent.

The sword light is like a starlight, and once it is thriving, it is everywhere.

His movements were very fast, and his sword technique was very sharp, but when the sword light burst out, Lu Qingting's brow couldn't help but frown.

But where is there an old woman in front of me?

As I see, the void in front of me seems to have turned into a huge and transparent mirror, and another self is reflected in the mirror.

Dang ~

Lu Qingting's thought flashed, and a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in his ears. A large number of fire burst out from the tip of his sword.

The "self" in the mirror actually came out with a sword, and used the sword to light the sword, and with the same momentum and the same sword technique, he rushed towards him!

"What?"

Lu Qingting looked surprised, with a sword blocking, and retreated suddenly, and the "self" in front of him rushed over. At the same time, a sharp voice like a night owl came from his mouth:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Lu Qingting, born in the Great Realm of Heaven, the nine Ding'an Road in the Central Plains, has a poor family, is intelligent, has extraordinary opportunities, and has achieved the Taoist fruit at the age of 18, and has obtained the magical powers and magical actions..."

Swish!

As the words echoed, Lu Qingting's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and the monster walking out of the mirror actually surged his extremely familiar aura.

That's

"My deeds?!"

Strong and firm~~~

The huge sound waves echoed, and the shaking Taoist priests could not reach the ground before they could hear the extremely dense sound of gold and iron clashing.

On the huge square, two figures were coming and going, sometimes appearing and sometimes hiding, like ghosts.

"Who is so bold?!"
To be continued...
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