C772 Angry netherwyrm (1/2)

How would Shen Longxuan know that after cultivating to the Martial Emperor Stage, the elemental infant in his body would transform into a elemental spirit. At this time, in the martial cultivator, gathering of spirit energy was definitely capable of advancing his cultivation.

But the Nether Ghost Spell was a different method, relying on cultivating all the acupoints in his body to increase his cultivation, all 360 acupoints in his body had 360 dantian, but when it was filled with the power of the dead spirits, it did not reveal its true strength.

But now that he had refined the power of the undead spirit into a life force and completed the transformation between life and death, not only did it increase his cultivation, but it also increased the strength of his body.

Moreover, according to Shen Longxuan's cultivation speed, opening ten of his acupoints would be able to increase his cultivation by one stage. Although the further he went, the slower he would be, but this allowed Shen Longxuan to quickly raise his cultivation realm, saving him the danger of exposing himself.

This set of Spirit Spell could be said to be the clan guarding treasure of the Ming Clan, but it required one to open three hundred acupoints before refining the life force, in order to have such an effect.

And because Shen Longxuan's body was strong from cultivating the Profound Dragon Transformation, he accidentally opened all 303 acupoints in his body. And it was because he wanted to impersonate a Guitu that he was able to refine and open the acupoints.

After ten more days, Shen Longxuan had already opened forty acupoints, his cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth level of Martial Emperor Stage, and the strength of his fleshly body was also at the peak of the fourth level.

His current strength was only higher than that of the Guitu s. Now that he had unleashed the Breaking Heaven Slash in Shen Longxuan's hands, he was practically crying like a ghost and it was enough to instantly kill all the martial cultivator s below the fourth stage of the Martial Emperor Stage.

At this time, he finally got up. The seven-colored fig s had been completely used up by him, and the Life and Death source seed finally grew a leaf. The disillusion finger's power had multiplied, and even the Fifth Stage of Martial Emperor Stage's martial cultivator didn't dare to take it head-on.

If Shen Longxuan used all of his knowledge, he was confident that he could kill martial cultivator, who was at the peak of the Fifth Stage of Martial Emperor Stage.

Shen Longxuan disguised himself as the Guitu and pretended to be seriously injured as he walked into the depths of the underworld.

At the same time, in the continuous tents of the Nether Profound Hall, a roar suddenly came out, sounding like thunder. Everyone kept quiet, because the owner of the voice was their Young Master … Ming Tianlong!

”Bastard, swindler, scum, f * ck!” ”How dare you lie to me, ah, I'm so angry!”

Hearing the voice, a few clan elders immediately appeared in front of Ming Tianlong's tent.

”What's going on?”

”I don't know. It seems to be because of the seven-colored fig.”

”Didn't he devour all the seven-colored fig? We haven't even gotten a single strand of hair! ”

All the elders were confused as they discussed quietly outside the tent. At this time, Elder Xue and Elder Hou appeared outside the tent and walked in quickly.

”Young Master, what's going on? Who lied to you? ” Elder Xue looked at the jade screen full of fragments and asked.

From the moment he came back, he had been busy with handling the various matters of the army. Now that he could finally train in seclusion, he took out the jade bottle that Shen Longxuan had given him, opened it, and poured everything inside.

No! When he thought of what Shen Longxuan had said back then, he hurriedly wiped it away in disgust. But at the same time, his heart sank and he had a bad premonition.

Finally, he opened all the jade bottles. Aside from a drop of liquid, there was not a single hair inside. Only then did he let out a roar and was about to go insane.

He tried so hard to get all these things back, but in the end he couldn't get anything. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't, ”seven-colored fig, there's not a single one left. Guitu lied to me!”

”Young Master, how is that possible? I personally saw him give it to you, are you mistaken? Or perhaps it was not properly preserved, but the seven-colored fig melted? ”

”No, it's the Guitu lying to me, I must tear him into ten thousand pieces!”