When it comes to the twenty-fourth year, on a certain day.

Far away in the northern border, in the Baimang Mountains, a middle-aged monk with a calm face was sitting cross-legged in the depths of an extremely dark cave. During his practice, blood billowed all over his body. Among them was a tiger-like ghost, The eyes reveal the color of resentment.

This ghost wandered around Zhang Chengze's side for a few times, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be aware of it, it couldn't hold back the killing intent in its heart, and pounced on it.

However, just within a ten feet away, he suddenly opened his mouth, sucked at it, and swallowed the ghost into his stomach in an instant.

The next moment, the whole person suddenly swelled up in an instant, and the blood vessels on the surface of his body were constantly wriggling like earthworms. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and at this time, the remaining hundreds of blood shadows came out. There was a sound of howling, and he rushed forward, biting the flesh and blood.

It's just that when each blood shadow took a bite, more than a dozen fluttering blood threads gushed out from the wound immediately, pierced through the blood shadow, pulled it over, and melted into the flesh and blood.

After so many repetitions, Zhang Chengze no longer had half a piece of good flesh on his body, and the blood that flowed out dyed the ground around Zhang's radius black and red, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the cave.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes tiredly, seeing that there was no trace of blood in the hole, the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning.

"The method of eating the body by the red ghost in "Chigui Buyuan" is really extraordinary. I have worked hard for many years, and now I have finally reached the late stage of foundation establishment. My foundation has been completed, and the golden elixir is waiting for me in the future!" He stood up naked. , stepping on the white bones and the smelly blood mud, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with extreme force, and said.

Then a grinning grin could not help coming out of his mouth. The laughter grew from small to loud, from calm to crazy, and the echoes continued.

After two cups of tea, Zhang Chengze calmed down his excitement.

"Have you laughed enough?" Suddenly an extremely hoarse voice passed through the formation and came into the cave.

Hearing the sound, without saying a word, Zhang Chengze immediately jumped into a pool in the cave, intending to use the water escape method to escape by using the underground water veins.

It's just that he just dived to a depth of more than ten feet, and the bottom has already turned into black ice, which is constantly spreading upwards. The icy coldness made his soul tremble.

As a last resort, Zhang Chengze flew out of the pool, and then bumped towards the top of the cave, only to see that there was a tunnel leading directly to the top of the mountain.

He galloped up, but as soon as he appeared, two huge tigers with a height of seven to eight feet were looking down from the sky, and they were all big demons in the Golden Core stage.

Without saying a word, the two big monsters opened their mouths and spewed out a ball of cold air, covering them in an instant.

The blood-light body shield that Zhang Chengze cast turned into ice like an egg shell, and the chill continued, sealing his body in ice.

Then one of the Hanshan tigers flickered and disappeared in place.

In the next moment, Zhang Chengze flew tens of feet away, knocking down countless big trees on the way, and finally turned over a dozen times on the ground, smashing a huge rock into pieces.

The rocks collapsed and crushed him inside.

'Huh! ’ The other Hanshan tiger standing beside the formation was surprised.

"A human foundation-building cultivator who has just advanced to the late stage is safe and sound under my two cold airs. No wonder he can kill my descendants. He must have an extremely extraordinary protective object." The other Hanshan tiger said happily.

But before the words of the two big monsters fell, a blood shadow suddenly shot out from the pile of rocks.

I saw Zhang Chengze who gave up his legs to use "Blood Shadow Escape Method", with blood mist billowing all over his body, galloping away towards the distance.

Under this secret method, the escape speed of a foundation cultivator at this moment is not inferior to that of a golden core cultivator.

The two Hanshan tigers followed closely behind.

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this day.

Zhang Shiping suddenly moved, turned his hand and took out a **** jade slip, as soon as he held it in his hand, the jade split from the middle, and the word 'Ze' was also divided into two halves.

Seeing this, the expression in his eyes faded a little, and he sighed softly: "After all, the sharpness is too exposed, I don't know how to hide clumsiness and cleverness, and use obscurity to make it clear."

But after sighing, he squeezed the jade slips into jade powder with a firm grip, and threw them away casually.

The time is long, and there is no rush.

There are still two thousand years to wait, and during this period, there should be one or two disciples worthy of training in the clan.

In the past seven hundred years, he has seen or heard about countless juniors in various sects and families, but there are not even a few who have become Nascent Souls.

A junior like Zhang Chengze who was unwilling to do so and exhausted all kinds of methods, in the end, was nothing more than lost to everyone and died in the middle of the journey.

The jade powder was scattered in the wind, and soon merged with the dust and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Shiping no longer cared, he looked down at the bronze lamp beside him, and pointed to the already pitch black lamp.

As soon as the finger touched it, a sense of coldness and tranquility surged into my heart, extinguishing the impulse brought about by the ancient aura in my body.

"Perhaps this is the fire of no ruins born in the dark and dark place of the underworld." He seemed to realize something in his heart.

In the past, whether it was Bi Fang's fire or Jinwu Yanghuo, they couldn't fully match it.

If it hadn't been for twenty-four years of cultivating the ancient atmosphere, this bronze lamp probably wouldn't have really given birth to the Invincible Fire.

When I first heard the name of this fire, it was from the monk who claimed to be the True Lord of Tiger and Dragon before the sea and monsters attacked Yuanxiao City. It's just that after this person appeared, there was no more news.

With Du Yu's permission, he once entered the hub of the great formation in Yuanxiao City, and checked all the Nascent Soul monks who entered the city at that time, but found nothing.

The large array could capture and record the aura of Venerable Qingpeng silently, but they couldn't even leave the slightest trace of him.

Since then, Zhang Shiping has extinguished the idea of ​​finding this person. He has already hooked this person up with the young monk who was reincarnated by the body of Fire Crow Biyu, maybe it is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, or even the incarnation of a Mahayana monk who has disappeared since ancient times is not out of the question~ lightnovelpub.net~ With a thought in his mind, the Flame Meteor Myriad Spirit Pagoda flew out from the Baihui above his head, and gradually grew in the wind, turning into a red pagoda ten feet high, and landed in front of him. The fire of Wuxu suddenly exploded, igniting all the wild ancient atmosphere around.

There were several clanging and crisp sounds.

The silver chain coiled around the tower manifested instantly.

As soon as the chain came out, these soaring flames rushed towards it. After these years of sacrifices, one link of this chain has turned half black and half silver, giving it a sense of substance.

There are thousands of links in this chain, and as he continues to use the "Jing Ling Hua Yuan Shu" to melt the essence and blood of all kinds of creatures, it will grow again. I don't know how many more years it will take to completely transform it from fiction to reality?

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Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping couldn't help frowning.

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