Zongwu: Invite the moon to the palace, and you will have a husband

"Aren't you of witch blood?!"

"Aren't you from the witch tribe?!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

"What's your relationship with Pangyou?"

The middle-aged man said in a deep and cold voice, his tone of anger revealed habitual caution and depression.

"My king asks you!"

"Who sent you to spoil the king's good deeds?!"

"Say!!"

Boom boom boom...Hundreds of punches were thrown out in anger, hitting Li Changfeng's viscera, limbs and bones.

"Who the hell sent you here?!"

"Say!!"

Boom boom boom... Another hundred punches were delivered.

Here, Li Changfeng, who was suppressed by the martial arts machine and pressed to the ground with explosive hammers.

With each punch of the man in the python robe, the body, limbs, internal organs, muscles, bones, flesh and so on.

It began to collapse, dissolve, grow, and recover rhythmically.

Then it began to restore rhythm, melt, and collapse.

Hundreds of thousands and thousands of punches were thrown out and beat, and the cycle continued.

The body is like forging rough iron, being continuously tempered and quenched!

However, with every punch the man in the boa robe threw out, he deliberately avoided the two vital points of the head and dantian very skillfully.

Skull Niwan Palace, the place where 365 orifices and acupoints gather around the body.

Dantian Cave Tianfu, the place where the whole body's meridians and blood must pass through.

Although the two damages were not fatal to the Immortal Realm martial artist.

But when the growth resumes, it will consume more energy and blood.

And on the middle-aged man's side, every punch he gave didn't seem to be aimed at killing his blood, but more like pure anger!

"Say!!"

"Who sent you here?!"

"Tell this king!!"

boom boom boom...

While furious and drinking, he threw out tens of thousands of punches.

On Li Changfeng's side, he was enduring the tearing sensation of tens of thousands of punches, limbs and internal organs collapsing and melting.

But at the same time, in his spiritual consciousness, he was pleasantly aware of it.

Accompanied by tens of thousands of rolling fists, the body collapsed, recovered, and tempered tens of thousands of times.

The pure martial energy in the body, the majestic energy of the blood pill that had been swallowed before, faintly began to show traces of tempering and boiling the whole body's blood.

A million times of hammering and forging, a million times of quenching and transformation? !

Is this martial arts training? ?

Getting excited? ?

While surprised, an electronic sound sounded in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, the martial art of heaven and man has broken through to the state of arrogance;]

Li Changfeng: "..."

Sure enough!

But the way this martial artist breaks through?Is it a bit perverted to be beaten? !

However, now is not the time to dwell on this.

He noticed that as the python-robed man's fists became denser and lowered.

The Wufu qi mechanism in the body, the qi of blood pills, the better the effect of washing and boiling the qi and blood, the faster the progress will be.

The most important thing now is to be beaten, to temper and smelt the essence of the blood pill, so as to wash away his own blood!

After the smelting of the blood pill is completed, the qi and blood will be boiled until the qi is in full swing!

The power of the god elephant to suppress the prison, the dragon elephant's huffing and puffing power is great!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist embodies the true meaning of reincarnation!

The man in the python robe in front of him is no match for him!

Boom boom boom... Tens of thousands of punches fell.

This time, it was accompanied by the tearing pain from all the limbs.

However, Li Changfeng became a little more enjoyable.

I even want to applaud and cheer for the man in the python robe!

A quarter of an hour passed.

Boom boom boom... With hundreds of thousands of fists falling and beating.

The bluestone ground in the center of the city has been punched into a deep pit of tens of feet.

While Li Changfeng didn't know the mother who was beaten, his blood was getting stronger and stronger.

Moreover, under the action of the blood pill against the sky, the essence and blood energy.

The state of aura gradually tends to be great, and the intention of reincarnation boxing gradually begins to condense.

But just then...

Chapter 353 Me!is this going to die

Qi and blood tend to be great, and the meaning of reincarnation fist is gradually condensed.

But at this moment, a slightly hasty voice suddenly sounded from the side:

"My lord, the sky is getting brighter, it's enough to be angry, it's time to deal with the business..."

"Otherwise, when the sky is bright, the Youzhou cavalry may notice the clue..."

"Although these people are nothing to worry about, you still have to be cautious..."

"In addition, the witches such as Pangyou outside the city tower are also a great hidden danger..."

"If we don't deal with everything before dawn, there will be no guarantee that there will be no accidents in the future..."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man immediately withdrew his domineering fist and stopped.

Seeing this, the green-robed Taoist glanced at Li Changfeng who was clamped down on the ground, and quickly said:

"My lord, the identity of this son is unknown, but no matter who is behind it..."

"The most important thing for the prince at this moment is to first refine him and re-refine the blood pill..."

"As for the people behind the scenes and others, we will discuss it in the future..."

"Pindao misses Master, Emperor Mingde will also help the prince to find out..."

"it is good!"

King Beiyou himself is a calm and ruthless person.

Hearing these words, he didn't hesitate at all.

Picking up the man in white on the ground, the other hand immediately grabbed it in the void.

A Senhan Hundred Refining Knife appeared in his hand immediately.

On Li Changfeng's side, he was immersed in the enlightenment of his qi and blood surging, his realm breaking through, and his fist intent condensing.

Although he heard the words of the green-robed Taoist in a haze, he didn't consciously think about it, and he didn't realize that the crisis of life and death was approaching!

next second!

Chong...

puff...

I only felt a cold pain on the neck, and the body under the neck lost its sense.

Phew... Li Changfeng's spiritual consciousness suddenly woke up.

Han Yi opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in a python robe.

He was holding his own head with one hand, and his headless body with the other.

The figure galloped up and swept towards the altar of the corpse pile of the blood spirit formation.

Whoosh!

At this scene, Li Changfeng suddenly felt short of breath, and the chill suddenly rose!

The Immortal Body of a Warrior has a very strong self-healing ability, and it is indeed extremely difficult to be killed under normal circumstances!

However, it's not true that it can't be killed!

For example, the holy relics of some great immortal-level lords contain treasures and killer weapons according to the rules of heaven and earth.

There are also certain refining formations that can easily kill a martial artist who is purely indestructible.

Just like the blood spirit refining formation in front of you, as the warrior's blood is refined, it will be condensed into a pill.

Not only will the physical body wither, but also the soul will be scattered, and the body and spirit will be destroyed!

Thinking of this, Li Changfeng's heart and mind were chilled!

But at this moment, the head was separated from the body, and there was a warrior's blood and brilliant sword intent.

But he could only watch helplessly as he was brought to the altar by the middle-aged man to be smelted.

The Skull Niwan Palace is where the consciousness of a person resides, but the head itself does not have much blood and lethality.

It is even more conceivable that he is out of the body at this moment.

The body is full of blood, and the dantian cave is even more brilliant with sword intent.

But without the control of Niwan's mind and consciousness, he is just a walking dead.

Unless it is Wufu Shendao Dacheng Realm, or Yupu Dao Perfect Realm of monks, the spiritual consciousness is polished and tempered by Qi machine to sharpen the primordial spirit.

Otherwise, the body will be reduced to a walking dead without self-awareness if it is separated from the consciousness of the head.

"Daoist, do the formation talismans need to be strengthened?"

The man in the python robe fell to the center of the altar and asked as he looked at the piles of corpses around him.

"Need not..."

The green-robed Taoist waved his sleeves and waved his hands, his tone definitely urged.

"Don't worry, my lord, this big formation talisman was engraved by my elder brother..."

"Not to mention refining the blood essence of 40 mortals, it is more than enough to slaughter another city..."

"My lord, let's start..."

"it is good!"

The man in the python robe nodded deeply.

Then he threw Li Changfeng's body into the center of the altar with one hand.

But the head was in his hand, he didn't drop it, and he was on the altar, and he didn't intend to leave.

With the fist that the two faced each other just now, he sensed that the person in front of him was extremely powerful and talented.

Not only is his martial arts cultivation base in the realm of immortality, but also his blood is majestic and vigorous.