Chapter 112 is in danger

Martial arts practice is the most cumbersome and slow to build a foundation. It takes ordinary people more than ten years to refine the elements in the body, understand the world of martial arts rules, and condense the crown. But once the crown is condensed, the door of the martial arts world is opened, and the cultivation will enter a rapid development.

It has only been more than a month since Zhuo Yuhan condensed the crown and climbed to the fifth grade. This speed is beyond the reach of the world. However, relying on the supreme ability of universal pilgrimage, it can devour and refine the energy of all things. If you practice normally, you can be promoted to Yipin in a month.

"Okay! Yu Han, stop! Five-grade Shijue, that's enough. If you go up again, you will be extremely happy and sad, leaving drawbacks on your future practice.

Yan's voice came out of the holy scriptures. When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he immediately stopped the operation of the true spirit, and the remaining power of thunder was swallowed up by the holy scriptures one by one. Dantian's holy book opened the first page, and the golden text jumped and flashed.

"The lower grade!"

The Holy Book has devoured enough thunder power and finally upgraded its quality to the mysterious lower product, which is also a high-order magic weapon.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking roar from the ground, and the peak suddenly burst, and a huge fierce beast rushed out. At this time, the hair of the whole body was burnt, and the body was full of wounds. His breathing was heavy, and it was obvious that the injury was not serious.

The disaster took a look at Zhuo Yuhan, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, and spit out a black flame. As soon as the flame came out, the air twisted.

"Run!"

Seeing this, Zhuo Yuhan knew that he was incapable of the enemy. His body flashed and immediately used the figure of bamboo to dodge. The black flame fell and immediately bombarded the ground, forming a two-foot-sized deep pit. Stones are all burned by black flames, which shows the strength of their flames.

"Kill!"

"Killing and fighting!"

When the people under the mountain saw the outbreak of the disaster, someone couldn't help it and took the lead in boiling. Through the space, they sent out a fierce sword spirit and knife light to the disaster.

"Roar!"

At this time, their eyes were red. These human beings actually took advantage of the fire to kill many monsters in the fierce demon mountains when he crossed the disaster. All this made the fierce anger of the disaster, and a fierce momentum broke out all over their bodies. They opened their mouths and burst out of black flames.

The disaster and thunderstorm are very serious. It is necessary to devour the huge flesh and blood in the human body to make up for it. As soon as you take action, it is fierce.

"Yan, the flame on the body of the disaster is so horrible. Can it be refined as a refinery flame?"

The scene fell into chaos, and many monsters that had crawled before happened again*. Everyone united and began to kill and fight. The blood of the disaster aroused the greedy hearts of these people. Zhuo Yuhan took advantage of the chaos to temporarily get out of the pursuit of the disaster, lurking behind a huge stone, looking at the fierce black flame and asking.

"Can! But do you think you can grab the blood and flames from the disaster in this situation? The only way to do this is to protect yourself first!" Yan's ruthless blow.

"Do it! Don't let others rob the blood of the disaster.

This idea emerged in the hearts of the strong men, such as purple and bloodless, and they took action in an instant. Unparalleled attacks bombarded the disaster.

When it comes to the realm of purple gas and bloodlessness, the average fierce beast's blood doesn't look down on them at all, and only the bloody blood of disaster is attractive to them. Many of those who made a lot of trouble before were buried in the flame of disaster, and some of them were restrained by other powerful monsters in the fierce mountain range.

"Let you take the lead. I'll kill that boy first."

Zhuo Yuhan, who contains the thunder crown of the god of heaven and earth, is the nemesis of all the cultivation of magic skills. After the bloodless false disaster, his body shook, turned into a red cloud and flew to the place where Zhuo Yuhan was hiding.

At this moment, almost everyone has joined a new round of melee. Only Wei Wenhou is still standing in the void, with his hands on his back, not knowing what he is thinking or waiting for!

Lin Xiao had the same idea as Xue Wujiang. Lin Xiao killed a monster with one sword and flew over against Zhuo Yuhan's hidden resistance.

"Yu Han, be careful. It's dangerous."

In fact, there is no need to remind you that Zhuo Yuhan Jueguan, whose strength has greatly increased, has also grown, and his perception ability is extremely keen. Almost when Xue Wujiang and Lin Xiao left, Zhuo Yuhan had a bad feeling in his heart and his body moved and ran down the mountain.

"Huh, boy, I see where you're going! Give back my son's life."

A cold and bloody voice fell from the air, and Zhuo Yuhan's pace immediately could not move at all. The rules of the earth are "rooted on the spot". Facing the power of rules, Zhuo Yuhan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The bloodless tiger body in a blood-red robe shook and came over step by step, looking at Zhuo Yuhan, who could not move, with a ferocious and bloody smile on his face.

"Who are you talking about?" Zhuo Yuhan asked in a low voice.

"Haha... I'm going to let you understand! I am the patriarch of the blood-eating demon. You killed my son at the beginning, but I didn't expect it to happen today! Hand over your magic weapons and practice skills, and I can make you die more happily. Xue Wujiang's face was full of blood and evil spirits, and he looked at Zhuo Yuhan coldly and said.

"So it's you! Yes, I killed the blood! Humph, kill the little one, and the old one ran out. Since I can kill blood, I can naturally kill you. Zhuo Yuhan clenched his fist and said word by word. The crown above his head slowly turned, and a thunderbolt swept in, and the power of blood within a few feet around his body melted like ice and snow.

"God's landmine, do you really think you are invincible? Maybe if you grow up like this, the future will be unlimited. However, you have no chance. You are too weak these days."

With a wave of his bloodless hand, a strong blood spirit formed a monster, which easily blocked the thunderbolt emanating from Zhuo Yu's cold knight's crown.

The boundary gap between the two is too big. Xue Wujiang is a strong Yuanjue, and Zhuo Yuhan is only a five-grade scholar.

"Once again, hand over your magic weapons and skills that can devouring the power of thunder. I can make you die happily. Otherwise, I don't mind devouring your flesh and blood first and looking for magic weapons." Bloodless came over step by step, like the pressure of prison sweeping in. Zhuo Yuhan felt like Mount Tai's pressure, and his waist could not straighten up.

"Do not think about it!" Zhuo Yuhan clenched his fist tightly and gritted his teeth and said. The holy book and the return of the pilgrimage are the foundation of Zhuo Yuhan. How can it be handed over?

"I'm obsessed! I'll give you a ride."

Xue Wujiang finally lost his patience and punched Zhuo Yuhan from the air. With the blood Wujiang's fist, a virtual shadow of a real dragon immediately appeared behind him. Where the fist passed, the space collapsed one after another, and the earth was ever opened. Zhuo Yuhan only felt that he was isolated by the real world. An endless and unbearable force was about to sweep in, and blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth and nose.

In the face of a strong man's punch attack, Zhuo Yuhan is extremely dangerous. His life is imminent. With only one punch, Zhuo Yuhan will immediately be killed into a pair of rotten meat and have no place to die.