Great Xuanwu Sheng Chapter 362

Chapter 362 Red Jiao

 Somewhere in the abyss of the earth.

 “Dark Soul Lotus…”

Chen Mu took out the intact Dark Soul Lotus. There were seven lotus leaves on it, all of which were deep and dark. After looking at it carefully, he suddenly pulled off a petal and put it into his mouth.

His state of mind has reached the level of no return, but the level of state of mind and the strength of the heart and soul are two different concepts. The level of state of mind only determines the lower limit of the strength of the mind and soul. As for the upper limit, there is no conclusion.

 At least Chen Mu currently knows very well that the strength of his mind and soul is not as strong as those peerless masters who combine nature and man.

Those who can reach the realm of blood exchange and step into the third step of artistic conception, no one is worse than him in terms of mental state level, and they have been immersed in that level for dozens or hundreds of years, and their martial arts will is unshakable.

Although he has reached the realm of "asking without reply", the strength of his heart and soul is comparable to that of anyone in the blood exchange realm, but it is very ordinary to be inferior to the existence of the unity of heaven and man, and this dark soul lotus can just Help him improve a little bit.

The lotus leaves melt in your mouth.

 Suddenly, it turned into a wisp of coolness and quietly floated up, pouring into the head of the heavenly spirit.

 In an instant, Chen Mu felt as if his consciousness was being soaked in a cool pool, feeling waves of comfort and pleasure. His consciousness seemed to gradually become clearer, and his thoughts became clearer.

He felt his body, and there was not much change, but his perception seemed to be clearer. This was undoubtedly a reflection of the strengthening of his mind and soul.

 “Thick accumulation but thin hair.”

Just like Qin Mengjun, after she has completely consolidated her own realm and completely completed the blood exchange, she has almost reached the same level as Yin Heng. In the future, unless she has an epiphany and achieves the third step of her artistic conception, it may be difficult to return to the level for decades. Make some progress.

 The fourth level of the abyss.

 “It's indeed improved a bit.”

Chen Mu didn't pay attention to the different strong and weak auras coming from all directions. Now he doesn't have much interest in hunting ancient demons or demon kings. Only some rare spiritual objects existing in the abyss can arouse his attention.

 It didn't take long.

In this process, whether it is the improvement of the strength of the heart and soul or the gradual improvement of the martial body, it is accumulation for him. When the time comes to exchange blood, he will become a butterfly and a dragon will leap over the abyss.

The realm of marrow cleansing is the end for many people, but for him, it is a realm that pays more attention to the foundation. He wants to train the Qiankun Martial Body to the unprecedented limit at this level, and then attack the Body Tempering Martial Arts. The eighth realm.

 Chen Mu felt the scope of his universe and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

 The strength of the heart and soul is elusive and difficult to accurately measure, but he does have a way to judge it.

Chen Mu clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

This complete seven-leaf soul lotus, even if the effect becomes worse as time goes by, can increase the strength of his heart and soul by 20 to 30% after being digested. Then the power of heaven and earth that can be controlled by his universe domain will also be increased by 20 to 30%. .

Before, the coverage of his Qiankun Domain was only about thirty-six or seventy feet. Now if he goes all out, it can be close to the forty-foot range. This is undoubtedly an improvement, even if it may not be an improvement compared to him today. It is obvious, but you must know that it is very difficult for ordinary people to improve even a little bit when they reach his level.

 Chen Mu regained his composure.

With Chen Mu's thought, he displayed the Qiankun Domain. In an instant, an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius was covered by his Qiankun Domain, and all the eight wastelands and all the laws were under his control.

Chen Mu continued to move forward and soon disappeared from where he was.

The slight aura he showed when he used the Qiankun Domain just now attracted a lot of gazes from the quiet abyss, but after sensing the oppressive feeling, these malicious gazes quickly receded.

And Chen Mu's current strength is not inferior to Qin Mengjun's.

 Somewhere.

Within a radius of several miles, the earth is cracked, and waves of blazing air are revealed from the cracks. Even if an ordinary person comes close, he will be instantly roasted into a charred corpse.

In the depths of the fissure, there are masses of flowing lava visible to the naked eye, gurgling.

In such a harsh environment, only masters who have practiced martial arts can move freely. The rest, even warriors in the internal organs realm, cannot withstand the heat when they come here.

And just between the surging lava, a figure was seen walking forward. It was dressed in plain clothes and soap towel cloth shoes. It stepped on top of the blazing magma. The rising heat wave lifted the corners of the clothes, but it was strange. His clothes cannot be burned.

even.

The simple cloth shoes that were almost stepped on the lava did not burn, nor did they change color, as if they were just walking on flat ground.

 The figure is none other than Chen Mu.

He just walked forward step by step with a normal look, until he reached the deepest part of the cracks, and saw at a glance the innermost side of the blazing magma, a ball of blazing golden light floating in the air, constantly swallowing the magma. in a heat wave.

 “Lihuo Zhu?”

 Chen Mu's brows moved slightly.

It sounds like a material for refining spiritual weapons, but it is actually a spiritual treasure that can be used by warriors of the Lihuo lineage to refine their martial bodies. Chen Mu practices the universe and masters the eight phases. Such a spirit Objects also have an effect on him.

 Comparatively, he wants to find the 'Nan Ming Fire' more to refine the Qiankun Spirit Weapon that suits him.

Nearly ten days have passed since he returned to the Abyss. During these ten days, he has been exploring the directions recorded on the demon skin map. However, as he expected, the Abyss has changed too much, and the records on it have Most of the areas have changed, and it is very difficult to find the location, so he is also looking for resources while slowly searching.

 This is the fourth level of the abyss.

 General masters will basically never go down to this level.

Those who are willing to come to this level to explore are either strong masters like Feng Hongsheng or top masters. Others are generally unwilling to take risks on this level. After all, the fourth level is full of dangers, and the eighth-level monsters The Ancient Demon Wang appears everywhere, and he is more likely to run into the Heavenly Demon. Even if the possibility is very low, once encountered, even the top masters will be extremely dangerous.

Chen Mu explored this level very leisurely. Although he did not find the area marked on the map in more than ten days, he still gained a lot, and most of them were spiritual objects that could be used to temper the martial body. In addition, With this Lihuo Pearl, he wanted to temper the Qiankun Martial Body to perfection, and the required experience points were basically gathered together.

　　唰. Chen Mu took a few steps forward and reached out to grab the Lihuo Pearl.

But at this moment, the hot lava below suddenly exploded, and a surging demonic power erupted. A long red snake poked its head out of the lava and spat at Chen Mu.

With the gathering of demon power, the heat in the nearby lava gathered crazily and condensed into a ball of blazing light, as dazzling as the sun above the sky. It was so dazzling that it dispersed a lot of the darkness near the abyss.

　　Boom!

The next moment, this magnificent scorching sun exploded towards Chen Mu. It extracted the heat from the lava, making the rolling magma below seem to be dimmed, and even more showing the horror of the condensed heat in it.

However, Chen Mu's expression did not change. He just raised his right hand and pressed it forward. The surging power of heaven and earth exploded out. It was vast and unrivaled. With just one bang, the blazing power exploded. The light of the ball was directly destroyed and disintegrated, turning into wisps of blue smoke and disappearing.

Looking forward at this time, you can clearly see the monster in the lava. It is a red dragon!

　　Red Jiao.

 Eighth level.

 Likes heat and hates cold.

This is obviously the opponent's home base. It occupies the lava land and has the right time and place. It can be said to be very terrifying. Even if three or four top masters join forces to besiege it, they may not be able to defeat the opponent in this kind of terrain.

However, for today's Chen Mu, it is not an exaggeration to say that "all the demons are ants". Even if he is an eighth-level demon king, it occupies an absolute advantage, and it is nothing to him.

After extinguishing the flames spewed by the opponent with one palm, Chen Mu pointed his sword towards his head with a calm expression.

This red dragon is quite intelligent. After a single blow failed to work and was easily crushed by Chen Mu, he realized that Chen Mu was terrifyingly powerful and that he was an existence that should not be provoked. He reacted immediately and twisted. The body wants to shrink back into the depths of the magma and retreat.

However, it is undoubtedly too late to retreat at this time.

Chen Mu's attack was faster. Almost as soon as the red dragon retreated into the magma, a ray of invisible energy burst out from Chen Mu's fingertips and struck directly, tearing apart the nearby heat wave and breaking through the surface of the magma. , hitting the red dragon head with one blow!

This blow tore through the demon power of the red dragon in an instant, leaving a fingerprint like a sword mark on its head. Compared to its huge head, this wound seemed insignificant, but the surging Yuan Gang It exploded internally, giving it a fatal blow!

"Roar!"

The red dragon let out a shrill roar, its body twisted and struggled wildly, splashing countless lava and flying in all directions, but Chen Mu just stood there and watched this scene calmly.

 All the magma that flew towards him quickly cooled and solidified when it approached the area three feet in front of him, turning into pieces of lava stone, falling downwards and into the magma.

　　Boom! !

The struggle of the red dragon did not last long. After only three or four twists, its huge body twisted and fell heavily into the magma. Its demonic power quickly dissipated, and its vitality also dissipated bit by bit.

Chen Mu was not in a hurry to get the Lihuo Pearl. He only took one step forward to the side of the red dragon's corpse. He stretched out his right hand and broke open the dragon's belly. He reached into it and groped for a while, and then took out a small ball of fiery red liquid. It is the blood of Chijiao.

 After drawing out the red dragon's blood and putting it away, Chen Mu also took the Lihuo Pearl into his hand.

Then he looked at the huge corpse of the red dragon and shook his head with a little pity. In fact, an eighth-level demon king like the red dragon was extremely valuable, but it was just too troublesome to carry it in the abyss. He had I have also abandoned many valuable but difficult-to-carry things, which makes me feel a little distressed.

Although he himself has no use for other things besides the blood of the red dragon, the blood and flesh of the red dragon are excellent nourishing materials, which are very effective for warriors in the internal organs realm.

Just.

Chen Mu quickly shook his head and looked away.

At this time, he was carrying another bulging baggage, which contained the harvest of his trip. He planned to explore the area again. If he still couldn't find the area on the demon skin map, he would give it up for now. Go back to the ground to settle one or two.

After making the decision, Chen Mu took action again. After a few steps, he left the center of the crack, quickly moved away from the magma, and disappeared into the quiet darkness of the abyss.

 Shortly after Chen Mu left.

A figure in a green robe appeared between the cracks in the ground. He stared at the surging magma in the cracks and frowned slightly. Then a three-foot green blade flew out from behind him silently, landed under him, and held his body towards the center. Fly away.

"Um?"

Until he reached the central area of ​​the ground fissure, the figure in green robe stopped and looked at the surging lava in amazement.

Lying quietly in the lava was a red dragon corpse. Although it was dead, the remaining aura showed that this red dragon had reached the eighth level of existence during its lifetime.

 An eighth-level red dragon, which occupies the ideal location of magma, died here so easily.

 Jiang Changsheng's eyes were stern for a moment.

 He ​​took a few steps closer and checked the scars on the body of the red dragon, and then his expression became more solemn, because apart from the traces of the heart and belly being broken open to collect blood, there was only a scar on the head of the red dragon.

 Obviously, this red dragon was killed by someone with one move, and it died without any resistance.

 “Exchange blood…”

Jiang Changsheng glanced forward with fearful eyes. Although he was somewhat sure of reaching the blood exchange realm now, after all, he had not yet stepped into it, and he was still far different from that level and could not compete with it.

 No matter who is in front of him, he still has to retreat.

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Jiang Changsheng flicked his sword, split the dragon's skin, took some blood from its body, then changed direction, returned along the original path, and explored other areas.

And almost not long after Jiang Changsheng left, another figure appeared silently in the cracks in the ground, as if he was looking for Jiang Changsheng. He was dressed in linen and had a jade flute hanging around his waist. It was the jade flute. Kesang Yanqing.

 When he saw the scene in the magma, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

 “Jiang Changsheng?”

"No, he can kill the red dragon with one blow, but he still doesn't have such ability in this kind of terrain. He should be in the blood exchange realm. Even with this aura, he can't tell which one it is. This makes it seem like the sword is pointing at him. , is he the one from Tianjian Sect?"

Sang Yanqing thought in his mind.

After thinking for a while, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to break open the demon skin of the red dragon, and put his hand inside. He quickly found something, pulled out a slender demon tendon, rolled it a few times, and turned around to leave. go.

Although it is not clear which being killed the red dragon and what rare spiritual object was taken here, since the other party despises the red dragon, it should be nothing if he takes a dragon tendon. .

 (End of this chapter)

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