Chapter 223 Night Emperor 38

"Well? No, this chase can only be derived from the three styles? Then other moves can continue to be derived, this night emperor seven style, actually I was deduced, actually turned into the night emperor thirteen It’s fun... interesting, and it’s going to be deduced, I’m going to have a look, how many styles can I evolve in the end?”

The night is light and cold in the yellow sand, with closed eyes, hands and feet and body constantly waving, and suddenly suddenly **** slipped out a strange knife light, and suddenly opened his mouth and muttered a few times. It seems that the whole person has become nervous and mentally awkward...

In this way, he has been in it for three hours. The heavens and the earth above the head are constantly gathering. And when he was completely unaware of his situation, his body was constantly absorbing the strength of the heavens and the earth, and then converted into war, and finally gathered on his Dan nuclear.

And his soul, at this moment, also emits a soft light, like the spring bamboo shoots after the rain has been nourished, began to grow slowly...

The night is cold and the soul is in a state of silence. It is not clear what is happening outside and his body. The black in his beast space is completely clear. And he seems to enjoy the feeling that this state brings it. The whole body is in the space of the beast, and it is covered with a white soft light. The warmth and comfort are at the extreme, and it almost makes it comfortable to sleep.

However, it knows that it can't sleep, because there is danger everywhere in this place, it has to use its soul to probe the nearby situation, so that it is dangerous to wake up at night.

Time has passed for more than an hour, and this magical state, as well as this calm time, has finally been broken by a yellow figure that suddenly emerged from the side.

"Boss, don't practice, it's dangerous!"

The voice of Xiaohei first sounded in the mind of the night, and woke up the nighttime coldness of the soul.

"call out!"

The night was light and cold, and I didn't think much. I saw a yellow shadow on the left side, and I subconsciously waved a knife.

"boom!"

The brown knife left the **** and ran straight into the yellow shadow that rushed over. The strong energy hit the figure, the blood of the sky, floating, and the dry yellow sand was absorbed instantly. The yellow figure is a crocodile monster, which quickly smashed after a blow.

It’s just... the crocodile monster has already gone, the night is cold, but it’s still stupid looking at the front, and it’s not back. What seems to be wrong?

Blood fog!

Yes, it is blood fog! In the night, the cold eyes flashed a surprise, smelling the faint salty smell in the air, and finally understood what was wrong. The knives that he had just arbitrarily let the crocodile monster bleed.

You know, in this ghost place for a few months, repel the countless crocodile monsters, but he never let the crocodile monster flow a drop of blood, this time actually took a glimpse, actually let the crocodile monster bleed!

This... shows that his attack power is improving and has improved!

"Hey, hey, hey!"

When he was pleasantly surprised and wanted to further explore the condition of his body, several figures appeared again and broke his contemplation. In desperation, he had to release the combined combat skills and the gas field, and began to repel the attacking monsters.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

After a battle, half an hour later, the night light finally cleared all the monsters of this attack. At the same time he also determined one thing.

The six moves he had just derived from the Night Emperor Seven seemed to be a bit more powerful than the Night Emperor. Every time I use the Night Emperor Seven to attack the monster, at most it is only being shot, and the resulting tricks can cause the crocodile monster to be injured and bloodshed several times.

Looking at the piece of yellow scales on the ground, the night light whispered a corner of joy.

There is a play!

The tricks that were derived from this are so cows. He feels that it is not a piece of **** scale, but a road, a hope.

A golden avenue that increases attack power and breaks through the passage, a hope to go home.

In the following time, the night light chills and immersed in the evolution of the Seven Emperors. I forgot the time, forgot everything outside, and forgot everything. He knows that only by constantly practicing hard, can he break through this passage and have the opportunity to enter the third level, and finally hope to come out of the mountain.

He didn't know that whenever he was completely immersed in the practice of cultivation, the white fog ban on Luo Shenshan would inexplicably flash. He didn't know that whenever he was completely immersed in practice, the world of his head would be inexplicably rich. He didn't know that his fighting spirit would be ascending ten times as many times as he would push. He didn't know that his soul is constantly expanding and growing...

He just knew that when he was performing, his body and his soul would be completely released. He enjoys this state very much. He likes this kind of comfort and is very addicted to this mood. Therefore, he didn't want to think about anything, except that when Xiao Hei reminded him that there was a monster attack, he quickly solved it and then immersed himself again...

Half a month later, the Night Emperor Thirteen became the No. 24 of the Night Emperor!

A month later, the twenty-four style became thirty.

Three months later, the 30th became a thirty-three.

As time goes by, the derivative moves are getting less and less, but the night is not too urgent, and I don't want to stop. Because he has a feeling in his heart, it seems that he has not reached the extreme. And he feels that if he completely deducts the Night Emperor Seven, his attack power can at least double, or even more...

He knows that he has dug a treasure, and he has a feeling of ignorance. This night is not so simple, and he tries to explore it directly. Perhaps he really hopes to reach the height of the Celestial Emperor.

Three months have passed.

I went back in five months.

Half a year has passed...

The night light finally stopped, not because he felt that the cultivation was tired, but because he felt that the push had encountered a bottleneck. In the past two months, he has not made any progress, and seems to have reached the extreme.

"No... this is not the extreme. You can push the seven styles when you open the sky. The rest of the moves should be the seven styles. The seven seventy-fourty-nine style is the ultimate point. Now it is only thirty-eight. And how can the nine styles be deduced?"

The night is light and cold, sitting in the hot yellow sand, and there is a hint of confusion and confusion in the eyes. Unconsciously, half a year has passed, and the Night Emperor Seven became the No. 38 of the Night Emperor. The opening of the heavens became a seven-day style, and the cracked scorpion became a cracked six-style, chasing the wind...

In the past two weeks, there has been no half-inch progress, and the night has been chilling and stopped. He knows that this thing can't be met, and it's good to be able to push out so many moves. The remaining nine styles have to look at the opportunity and the enlightenment of a certain moment.

"Forget it, practice for so long, it is time to rest, rest! Hey! The Night Emperor Seven became the No. 38 of the Night Emperor. It is estimated that the attack power can be increased by at least three times. This level is estimated to be easy. Can be broken." Night light cold stretched a lazy waist, fell straight on the ground, smiled slightly, then suddenly said to the air: "Little black, come out to play, this cultivation, it is estimated that too A lot of time, it hurts you!"

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