Boom!

There seemed to be a lot of thunder in my heart at the same time.

In an instant, Yang Yu felt his heart roar, and his spirit seemed to be shocked to escape from this body.

Buzz!

The huge buzzing sounded like a tide, and the mind was in it, like a small boat that could capsize at any time, constantly rising and falling.

【The second level of the eight or nine mysterious skill (accurate): Changes in heaven and thunder]

At this moment, Yang Yu's mind irresistiblely summoned the eight or nine mysterious skills.

After Yang Ni's disaster, this ancient holy method of avoiding disasters that was practiced from the realm of the Nine Nine Profound Art has reached the second level, but he has not yet chosen the "qi mechanism" to practice the second change.

And at this moment, he felt the strong pulse (mo) movement of the eight or nine mysterious skills.

Wow~

Immediately, under Tongyou, he discovered the changes in this mysterious skill, and at the same time, the old Taoist words echoed in his ears:

"If you encounter a disaster, you will be cut off if you want to break it..."

[One sentence of true teaching, one false hidden thousands of books]

[The Tao is not passed on lightly, and the Dharma is not practiced lightly...]

Fake?!

real?!

After a long time, Yang Yu woke up from the shock in his heart, but the ripples that surged in his heart had not subsided for a long time.

The Tao is not passed on lightly, and the Dharma is not practiced lightly...

The moment of his mood surge made him feel this sentence very clearly.

The eight or nine mysterious skills he practiced were actually not appropriate, but it was not false throughout the article, but in fact, it still cannot be truly passed on...

"True, true news..."

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, his mind swayingly fell on the slowly rotating gluttony tripod.

Above the dark tripod wall, there is a color that is very different from the surroundings. At first glance, it looks like a polished shiny bronze mirror is embedded on it.

That was the reflection of his heart in the gluttony cauldron, and he also obtained the true teachings of the eight or nine mysterious skills.

【Eight and Nine Profound Art (True)】

What is true?

What is false?

Yu Yang looked in his heart.

The place of light, like a bronze mirror, was rubbed with his many practices of this holy method of avoiding disasters, without any change.

His appearance was reflected in the bronze mirror.

In the mirror, I sit cross-legged, facing the sky with my five hearts, carrying the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, hanging my purple gold swallowing the evil treasure gourd, and suppressing evil seal.

Between the meridians and meridians, there are blood, true qi, and lightning, as well as golden dragon scissors and human race bags that are nourished...

The ribs and tendons can be seen, the sky eyes can be seen, the skeletons poured with fine gold and black iron can be seen, and the mustard seed space in the right palm...

It can also be seen that the seven-orbital stone monkey is nurturing among the acupoints and the qi is lingering...

Except for the Gluttony Cauldron, everything about him is reflected in the mirror!

A thunder dragon that seemed to be present and not present wandered around the "self in the mirror", and from time to time it made roars like muffled thunder.

That was the thunder change.

"This is the real eight or nine mysterious skill..."

An enlightenment arose in Yang Yu's heart.

He concentrated on his mind and felt it. He thought about it and recalled the whispers of the old Taoist when he was leaving. A trace of black air appeared on his body in the bronze mirror.

The black air was entrenched like fog, and it came from nowhere, gathered into a group between his eyebrows, like a dark cloud covering the top!

"The calamity of enlightenment!"

The moment he saw the black fog, Yang Yu already understood in his heart that this black fog was a disaster.

It is the disaster that he must face when he achieves the Ten Capitals...

Buzz!

As my mind moved, Yang Yu in the mirror seemed to feel something, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pick up a wisp of black mist from his eyebrows.

Buzz ~

Immediately, the qi flowed in the mirror, as if white fog was rising, and in the mist, it seemed that there was a scene from nothing to something, from blur to clear...

"This is……"

In the gradually clear fog, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar mountain, which was the Big Toad Mountain!

No, it is, the Big Toad Mountain in the Fulong Map of Bodhidharma!

Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm?!

Yang Yu was shocked, and then he saw a strange and familiar figure among the vague clouds and mists in the mountains.

He was wearing a blue shirt and sat cross-legged in front of the toad stone. The lingering clouds covered his body and appearance. In the clouds and mists, he saw something familiar.

It was the shadow of a light blue giant whale, it was swaying, struggling, roaring and crying...

But gradually, it disappeared into the clouds and mist and penetrated into the body of the middle-aged man in blue shirt.

Swish!

At one moment, the middle-aged man in green suddenly opened his eyes, as if thunder burst out from his eyes:

"who?!"

Click!

The scene in the mirror dissipated, like the calm water that was disrupted. After a moment, Yang Yu's face reflected.

"Lu Chen."

This scene did not cause any turmoil in Yang Yu's heart, because he had known about Lu Chen's threat.

but……

"Will he kill the dragon whale be reborn?"

The thought flashed in his mind, and Yang Yu was already awake. Xiao Yang Jian seemed to be frightened and kept shouting.

"Brother, don't scare me, don't scare me..."

"fine."

Yang Yu came back to his senses, sootheed his younger brother's emotions, and asked him if he had heard anything.

"That old man, I have taught me the eight or nine mysterious skills..."

Xiao Yangjian replied:

"I closed my eyes and there was a mirror in my heart. It was so fun... By the way, there was still brother in the mirror!"

"Hmm, me?"

Yang Yu was stunned and immediately remembered something:

"Your eight or nine mysterious skills have already been introduced?"

"Well, the first level, it seems to be..."

Xiao Yangjian answered honestly.

"Sure enough, the disaster in Dingyang City is due to my own head. So, five or six years ago, his eight or nine mysterious skills were already in the beginning, but..."

Yang Yu was sure and a little surprised:

"Your change is..."

"It's brother."

Yang Jian replied.

"……you……"

Yang Yu was a little amused and cried, and never expected that his younger brother would choose himself as the first change...

"Brother, are you angry?"

Perhaps because Yang Yu was silent, Xiao Yangjian suddenly became a little nervous and asked carefully.

"As soon as the change is done, there is no way to regret it. I hope you don't regret it..."

The facts have come true, and Yang Yu can't blame anything. Xiao Yang Jian was only half a year old six years ago, so he had no thinking ability.

However, although the old Taoist said that the eight or nine mysterious skills were unstable, he did not choose the Qi of the universe, but chose people...

"oh……"

Xiao Yangjian seems to understand.

Yang Yu sighed in his heart, and with the help of the rare mutual understanding between the two, he began to teach his younger brother's martial arts.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! In this state, it is very suitable for teaching. No matter how obscure what he said, Xiao Yangjian can fully understand what he means.

During this period, he also did not forget to warn:

"This technique of change must be absolutely necessary and must not be used lightly..."

...

...

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, stretching out, and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky, filling the entire battlefield.

The drums of war roared, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

There are swords and guns everywhere, broken limbs and arms everywhere, human corpses, horse corpses, and a strong smell of blood mixed with fireworks, spreading dozens or hundreds of miles!

Use ten thousand riders to ten thousand riders!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Under the flags, looking at the cavalry that was as powerful as a mountain, with a terrifying momentum.

Not to mention the many soldiers under his command, even Li Chuang, who was determined to fight to the death, felt a cold heart.

This Red Blood Army, which gathered resources from the northwest, was really powerful to a point that he could not imagine.

Looking here, I felt that the qi and blood were spreading, like mountains and seas, accompanied by thousands of horses galloping, and a cavalry charged, the sky was really broken and the earth was broken!

"Wu Qu responds to the order, Wu Qu responds to the order..."

Listening to the screams one after another, Li Chuang felt blood dripping in his heart. Finally, he could no longer help but pull out the blood knife behind him!

This was given to him before the war. According to legend, it was made of a fragment of a divine sword passed down from ancient times, with supreme power.

"Qin Lihu!"

The loud shouts of thunder exploded on the battlefield, which seemed to be more intense than the fighting of thousands or tens of thousands of people.

Bang!

Qin Lihu, who swept through the long sword and slashed dozens of cavalry, suddenly raised his head, but saw a terrifying red sword light.

Just like a long rainbow, killing itself directly!

"This knife?!"

Wang Muzhi, who was surfing the formation behind, his pupils shrank.

The moment the sound of the sword sounded, the huge battlefield was silent. As the terrifying aura spread, all the roars, fighting, and iron-blooded killing aura were extinguished!

What's even more amazing is that the blood knife sprinkled across the entire battlefield seemed to have been inspired by some kind of blood, like thousands of blood snakes, gathering towards the blood knife at a very fast speed!

Wherever the blade is, no matter the people, horses, enemies, and blood, the qi and blood are drawn out in an instant!

"You dare!"

Wang Muzhi's heart was shocked and burst into it, causing the yin and yang to transform into a sword, like lightning blocking it away.

"kill!"

The sword light was so terrifying that it seemed to suppress the entire battlefield, but Qin Lihu, who was the first to be affected, seemed to be unconscious.

Before the overwhelming blood-colored sword light was shrouded, the sword immediately spread out and roared and shook his arms:

"Where is the Red Blood Army?!"

"At! At! At!"

Ten thousand horses and thousands of riders seemed to roar at the same time, and in a shocking explosion, it was so powerful that it was so powerful that it was qi and blood.

All of them gathered in Qin Lihu alone!

The situation of Dacheng's military was fully demonstrated in the battle formation!

At this moment, under the gathering of qi and blood of thousands of people and cavalry, Qin Lihu's qi and blood were so vigorous that it had surpassed the ordinary martial saint!

Rumble!

The stones break through the sky, and the sand runs through the stones.

Two waves of air suddenly exploded in the battlefield, and the terrifying power spread. Knights, who were slightly closer, were blown away like straw.

"puff!"

One knife cut down, and thousands of people coughed up blood.

The dragon horse stood up with a long neigh, Qin Lihu seemed to have been hit by hundreds of swords, and his whole body was stained with blood, but he laughed:

"What magical powers? But that's it!"

boom!

With a loud shout, even if he jumped, he was hit by the blood-colored sword light that was like a torrent of the moment before the vigorous qi and blood dissipated.

Rush to Li Chuang!

"puff!"

The blood knife fell to the ground, Li Chuang's body trembled. He turned his head stiffly, looked at the dead bodies all over the ground, and smiled miserably:

"I heard that the Northwest Road only kills the evil people and does not harm the military and civilians..."

Um?

Qin Lihu, who was slashing out with a knife, coughing blood and laughing, was stunned when he heard this, and then there was no smile and disdain on his face:

"good!"

"good!"

As he nodded, Li Chuang fell to the ground with a bang.

But there is still a great feeling in my heart that I can't let go:

"I haven't even seen the face of Yang Yu..."

As the mud and sand splashed, Li Chuang looked up to the sky. The moment when the tide of darkness submerged himself, he seemed to see the eagle flapping its wings.

And the figure on the eagle's back was flew in the wind, like a figure that could be seen from afar:

“…I’m really unwilling to accept it!”

"Why not to accept it?"

Darkness enveloped everything, Li Chuang had lost all the capture of the outside world, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

A clay sculpture that looked like a god and a Buddha appeared in his heart, and then he saw a palm formed by endless and complete gathering.

Catch yourself:

"You will not be willing to borrow your life!"

Trepidation!

Above the sky, the goshawks sang and swooped down, and the airflow raised turned into a strong wind and blew away the wind, snow and blood.

A figure mixed with red and golden light, like a meteor falling, the palms turned into the invisible qi and slapped heavily into the void:
Chapter completed!