Chapter 11 Headshot

"Just now, it was a mana manifestation, which is a sign of the period of death. Why, you..." Mengxuan looked at Xiaohong and said that she didn't know what to say later.

"I just need to break through. My cultivation has indeed gone further. You may not know my real strength." Xiaohong curled the corners of his mouth and pinched his fist. Under the morning glow, the fist made of steel was brilliant.

"This..." Meng Xuan covered her mouth in surprise, "Is it..."

Mengxuan's heart set off a stormy wave at this time, and Xiaohong actually had the method of practicing the body. If this spreads, I'm afraid the world will be in chaos. The most difficult thing for practitioners to practice is the body. It should be said that it cannot be cultivated, but the body is an indispensable part of the process of cultivation, and it is crucial. If practitioners in the world know that Xiaohong has a way to practice the body, they may be crazy.

At that time, the world is so big that there is no place for Xiaohong to live.

Seeing this, Xiaohong shook his head and said, "It's not what you think. I just got out of Neidan."

Hearing this, Mengxuan's mind was blank as if she had been electrocuted.

Neidan turned out to be Neidan.

The practitioners practice the inner elixir, which completely breaks the law of heaven and earth. This is a move against the sky, which is more appalling than practicing the method of the flesh.

"How did you do it?" Meng Xuan was completely shocked and excited. Xiaohong opened a brand-new page in the history of cultivation. With the method of practicing internal elixir, the body will no longer be a heavenly mat that restricts practitioners. Moreover, Mengxuan has had a dream since she was a child, which is that the practitioners will no longer slaughter fierce beasts to take the inner elixir cultivation, and the fierce beasts will no longer kill the true practitioners to take spiritual cultivation. Xiaohong can now help her realize half of her dream. It's strange that she is not excited.

"It's okay to tell you." Xiaohong knew her dream and said the method of elixirs.

After listening to Xiaohong's statement, Meng Xuan was immediately discouraged.

"The body of the Neidan period, how many natural treasures it takes, and what level of Neidan can reach, and this is the foundation. Oh, my God, tell me, which sect are you the young suzerain? This can't be piled up without amazing background.

Mengxuan rolled her eyes. According to Xiaohong, she must first have the body of the inner Dan period. Heavenly materials and earth treasures that enhance the strength of the body between heaven and earth are the rarest. If you rely on heaven and earth treasures to reach the body of the internal elixir period, this is an astronomical figure.

If you abandon the natural and earthly treasures and rely on Neidan, you may want a Neidan to survive the disaster period. During the disaster period, it is the existence standing at the top of the pyramid, which is one of the few. Moreover, it is one thing that they can kill, and they may be buried in their hands. And Xiaohong naturally won't tell her that it was his previous life that he could reach the height of his body in the Neidan period, which is the real appalling and his real secret.

After the body of the internal elixir period, the next step is the most critical yin and yang spiritual lock. That is not a simple Taoism. This is a Taoism that opens up a small world in the body, which is unheard of. This is a magical power.

The magic power, only the anti-sky Taoism and combat skills can be called the magic power, which is the existence of the anti-sky!

Xiaohong was able to open up the purple world, all because he planted a space seed in his body in his previous life. Later, Xiaoyao helped him inspire him after his memory awakening. Now that the inner elixir has been knotted, the purple world has also retreated and disappeared into Xiaohong's body.

Meng Xuan found that the most depressing thing after meeting the above two requirements was that there was no method of elixir. Yes, there was no method of elixir. According to Xiaohong's words.

"Well, cough, I also inexplicably formed an internal elixir, and there is no skill."

"Go to hell."

The main hall of the original Black Wind Sect has become the snake nest of the red python.

"Red Python, what is this?" Xiaohong looked at a white egg in front of him, as crystal clear as white jade, and glowing in the sun.

Freely getting bigger and smaller is a special ability of the fierce beast in the hiding period. At this time, the red python's body could not shrink as high as Xiaohong's head. She climbed over and looked at the egg in horror and said, "There was a senior who gave me this egg to me. If one day he met a person, and the egg was strange. Just give this egg to that person. Recently, it has been shining. I think you are that person.

Mysterious man? Eggs? Me?

Looking at the frightened look in the eyes of the red python, Xiaohong first thought of the man who claimed to be free, "In that case, I accept it, senior, I'm here to say goodbye to you today."

"You're leaving, but that Han Feng." The red python is worried.

Xiaohong smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry about this senior. He came better."

There is a cave not far from Heifengzong. There is a man sitting cross-legged in the cave. It is Han Feng who escaped from serious injury. There is a road in front of the cave, which is the only way to go down the mountain from Heifengzong. Han Feng held a grudge against Xiaohong's sneak attack. It was Xiaohong who made him flee seriously injured, and the foundation of Heifeng Sect was destroyed in his hands. It was difficult to solve his hatred without killing Xiaohong.

"Xiaohong bastard, it's hard to solve my hatred if I don't kill you. If I catch you, I will definitely make you live or die, hum. Cough." Han Feng said fiercely, and the wound made him cough.

At this time, there was a thumb-sized wound on his chest. No matter what he used, he could not heal it. The fierce sword spirit after the golden light penetrated his body continued to rage in his body. With his cultivation, he could not be dispelled. He could only watch the sword spirit constantly destroy his body. If it hadn't been for the blazing fire beads to protect his heart, he would have already flown away. It's back to heaven.

He knew that he could not live for too long, and he also guessed where Xiao Hongshi came from the fierce sword spirit. Except for the sword fairy of Xuantianzong, there is no second in the world with such horrible sword spirit. Xiaohong has many magic weapons on his body, and his master is Tianqing, one of the nine great masters of Xuantianzong. Tianqing Sword Fairy shudder at the thought of Han Feng. He was a figure representing an era. When he became famous, Han Feng might not have been born yet.

However, he is already a dying man at this time, and he just wants to pull down Xiaohong before he dies.

In the cave, Han Feng looked at the road inertia and then closed his eyes. The next moment suddenly opened, and a ferocious sneer appeared on his face. He saw Xiaohong, the man who made him lose everything and wanted to smash thousands of pieces. After a few days of waiting, there was finally a result. The emperor lived up to his heart. The burning beads appeared in his hand, and a golden glow flowed all over his body and quietly disappeared in the cave, leaving only a charred mark.

Walking in the mountains and forests, Xiaohong suddenly stood upside down, and an extremely dangerous uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart. Xiaohong never doubted his intuition. He rushed straight up and crushed Meng Xuan to the ground. As soon as the two fell to the ground, a golden fireball roared over their heads and hit a tree in the distance.

With a roar, the towering giant tree was blown up and turned into wood chips all over the sky, fluttering in the wind.

"Han Feng." Xiaohong said fiercely, the golden flame. The first thing Xiaohong thought of was Han Feng. He didn't expect that he would be chased by him as soon as he left the mountain gate.

"Yes, it's me." The voice of resentment came from behind Xiaohong, and a figure with golden flames came out from behind a tree. It was Han Feng. He is no longer as energetic as he used to be. Now he is like an old man in the evening, with a blood stain on his chest.

Xiaohong stared at him coldly, and a cold light flashed. Han Feng was a disease in his heart. If others are grateful to Xiaohong, he will repay ten times or a hundred times. Similarly, if you have a feud, you will get revenge ten times and a hundred times.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If people offend me, they will pay back ten times.

If the former Han Feng Xiaohong immediately turned his head and ran away, but now. He grinned and his murderous intention surged.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon. I'm still worried."

"The advantage of words, it only takes one breath to kill you." There was a golden flame all over his body, like Han Feng, the god of war, walking slowly.

Seeing that Han Feng approached him, Xiaohong sneered even more in his heart. Up to now, he still thought that he had the power of the explosion in the hall by relying on magic weapons. No wonder Han Feng thinks so. No one knows that Xiaohong is a freak and so strong. If it hadn't been for Meng Xuan's own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

Han Feng came step by step, and the flames on his body became hotter and hotter, forcing people to wither the vegetation around him.

"Die."

Han Feng said indifferently, like the call of death. A mouthful of blood spewed out and dripped on the fiery fire beads, and the golden flame suddenly burst out. It turned into a giant claw, each finger is several meters long, and the roots sparkle with the texture of metal, which is like fine iron. The giant claws were surrounded by golden flames, crackling.

In the air, there is suddenly a palpitating energy fluctuation, which is a destructive force, tyrannical and horrible.

The giant claws are still expanding, covering the sky of Xiaohong and others almost in an instant. It is 100 meters in radius and the divine flame is bright, like a golden cloud pressing the three people underneath. This is Han Feng's best blow. As soon as the giant claws came out, his eyes were extremely dim, and the divine light seemed to die at any time. At this time, he laughed, and a group of demons with long hair danced like crazy. At this time, he just wanted to control his giant claws to kill Xiaohong all of a sudden to relieve his hatred.

"Let's bury together. If you blame it, it's your bad fate."

The giant claws cross the sky, slowly falling, the pressure of mountains and rivers, and the dying blow of the Korean wind are so powerful that it is suffocating.

"In order to make you die and close your eyes, I'll tell you something. My body is a little horrible. I'm sorry." Xiaohong stood calmly and spread his voice to Han Feng.

Xiaohong moved, and the surging force spewed out of the inner elixir, like a dragon going out to sea rolling in the meridians, like the roar of nine heavenly thunders from the body. The strength poured into the right arm, and the red fist was like freshly baked fine iron, extremely red, shining and deterrent.

After having the real strength, the power of the body was perfectly released, and a peerless beast woke up.

Such a close distance, at the speed of Xiaohong, arrived in an instant. The bright red fist kept expanding in Han Feng's eyes.

"No--"

Han Feng shouted sadly, and his face was bloodless in an instant. No matter what urged the giant claws to grab him, even he was within the scope of attack.

But everything was late. In order to create the oppression of death for Xiaohong, he was too close to Xiaohong. At this time, it became his fatal mistake.

"Bang!"

Xiaohong's red fist has unparalleled destructive power, smashing everything and invincible. It blew up Han Feng's head.

Headshot!

The head is where the soul of the true man is. Han Feng, who was hit in the head by Xiaohong, has since disappeared from the world.

Han Feng, who was shot in the head, lost his vitality. Xiaohong waved his hand, and the headless body and the fiery beads in his hand were collected into his storage ring, and then returned to Meng Xuan at a faster speed.

"Boom!"

The golden claws smashed hard, the earth trembled, the dense cracks continued to spread, the leaves fluttered, the giant trees collapsed, and the smoke and dust splashed. From the air, a huge fingerprint appeared in the dense forest.

After everything calmed down, a leaf slowly fell on a hill piled up by several big trees. As soon as the fallen leaves fell on the hill, the hill shook, and Xiaohong emerged from it and splashed dust. He waved his head and looked around, with lingering fear and cold sweat. Han Feng was dying. It was terrible.

A figure lifted the big tree, and a transparent crystal ball on Mengxuan's hand showed cracks, crisscrossed, and finally shattered with a bang and turned into a little starlight.

"The dying blow of the empty underworld is really horrible. If it hadn't been for the defense weapon given to me by my master, I'm afraid we would have been unable to escape." Mengxuan looked around and said with a lingering heart.

"If it hadn't been for your crystal ball, we wouldn't have appeared and attracted him to the hook." Xiaohong smiled and brushed his right hand, and a headless body and a golden ball appeared on the ground.

In the golden ball, a flame burned quietly. Looking at the fiery beads, such a magic weapon, Xiaohong's eyes became hot.