"The blood-burning spiritual enlightenment draws the power of blood and defeats thousands of enemies!" "The fire that burns blood burns away all illusions and gathers Qi and blood." Wu Yong sat cross-legged on the stone pier, explaining the true meaning of the Burning Blood Kung Fu with a serious face. Dozens of people were watching him preach. At this moment, Wu Yong felt proud in his heart. Education and enlightenment are the preserve of saints. I think Wu Yong has the demeanor of a master today! Thinking of this, Wu Yong spoke even more energetically. The people of the Su family below had strange expressions on their faces and were whispering secretly. "Whose family does this silly boy belong to? He can't even teach a low-level Huang-level skill." "Hey, I just asked someone to check. This little fat guy is the legitimate son of the Wu family, the son of that boy Wu De." "Hahaha, the son of that bastard Wude? Record it with a photo stone, send it to Wude, and tell him that his son is a grown-up and preaching to a group of kings and saints."
Everyone in the Su family was overjoyed, and many people secretly left their memories. This dirty information was enough to make the major sects in the Southern Region laugh at Wu De for several years. This fat man is very cunning. With his superb formation skills, he has often tricked the Su family. This time, they had to get their money back with interest. Time passes. Wu Yong, who was sitting on the stone pier, was speechless as he talked about it, but when he saw the group of people below, all laughing and not speaking or asking questions, he suddenly became very angry. "Hey, that uncle!" Wu Yong pointed to the honest man who laughed the most and said seriously: "Do you understand, just laughing there?" "Come and tell me how many levels this blood-burning skill is divided into, and how to practice it to perfection!" Wu Yong has already taken over as Master Yan, and his tone is full of hatred for him. "Haha, Su Liu, the young hero is calling you. Stand up and answer the question." "Hahaha, Lao Liu, hurry up and tell us how to practice this technique to perfection, hahaha." Seeing Su Liu, who was in the saint realm, being named, everyone in the Su family laughed even more happily, and everyone started cheering. "Hey, let me tell you." Su Liu grinned and stood up carelessly. Wu Yong was stunned. Are you really planning to talk about it? "It's too simple." He sighed in his heart, then looked at Su Liu and said seriously: "Forget it, listen carefully, I know you don't understand, but..." Before Wu Yong finished speaking, Su Liu suddenly let out a soft drink, and a strong energy of blood suddenly appeared all over his body.
"Fuck!" Wu Yong stood up from the stone pier. He rubbed his eyes, looked at the qi and blood all over Su Liu's body, and slowly opened his mouth. Is this done? "Young hero, I don't know what Dacheng is." Su Liu looked at the confused Wu Yong, suppressed a smile and said, "Look at what I'm practicing right." As soon as he finished speaking, a more intense and violent Qi and blood spurted out from his body. "Fuck! Fuck!" Wu Yong was paralyzed, and his eyes nearly fell down when he saw Su Liu, whose spiritual body was fully developed in just a moment. With trembling lips, he pointed at Su Liu, "Genius. Genius!" "Huh? Is this a genius?" "Young hero, I don't accept it!" A big man from the Su family stood up, grinned and said, "I can do this." boom! As soon as he finished speaking, he stamped his feet heavily, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly boiled. It was actually richer than Su Liu's whole body qi and blood! "Oh my god!" Looking at the big man, Wu Yong was stunned. But before he could speak, an aunt with mud on her sleeves also stood up. "What? What you're practicing is wrong. The young hero is talking about blood-burning fire. Is it your fire?" The aunt smiled while holding the basket, and gently waved her sleeves. boom! In an instant, the blood boiled like fire, and the hot breath instantly spread to the world. "The peak of the divine body!" Seeing the dazzling flames, Wu leaned forward with his neck and opened his mouth. "I haven't said that yet!" At this time, as the aunt stood up, the villagers in Qingshan Village stood up one after another without showing any signs of weakness. "You're not practicing correctly, as the young hero said, you need to gather your energy and blood!" "Fart! You're practicing wrong, my energy and blood are spilling out!"
"Hahaha, you are all wrong, look at my vitality and blood." Everyone in the Su family even forgot about Wu Yong's existence at this time, and they all competed with each other with their enlightened blood-burning skills. In their opinion, there are too many ways to practice a mere yellow level skill. At this time, because of this technique, there was actually a competition to see who could understand it more perfectly. For a time, each of these villagers had stronger energy and blood, and each of them had more fire than the last. At this time, Wu Yong looked at the group of monsters and monsters in front of him and was completely confused. He kept mumbling to himself with a shocked face, "Geniuses, they are all geniuses!" "I just said it once and my spiritual body reached its peak?" "Could this Qingshan Village be the direct bloodline of the emperor?" Wu Yong completely doubted his life. No one knew how much of a shock it would be to him when a group of villagers who were still farming suddenly became practitioners. He had no doubt that the identities of the group of people in front of him were pretended by practitioners. A group of big guys pretending to be farmers are waiting here to play with his little divine body? Isn't that crazy? Wu Yong didn't even think about it. After the initial shock, Wu Yong suddenly looked at the group of people in front of him excitedly. "They are all fairy seedlings!" Xuan Qingzi, who was standing next to him, heard this and his eyelids twitched. He looked up at the sky. … Qingshan Village, a hundred miles away. Su Nan and Wu De, who happened to encounter the battle, were walking slowly towards Qingshan Village. “Brother, dear brother, you want the Great Emperor Killing Formation, aren’t you going to kill me!” Wu De cried with a look of pain on his face: “I have only comprehended one-third of that thing, and I really can’t help you burn it.” “Or I’ll give you the resources. You tell me the number, and I will never be vague.” In order to find a good technique for his son, Wu De came all the way to ask Su Nan. But who knew that Su Nan would open his mouth so high and actually ask for a set of Great Emperor Killing Formation? Isn’t this a joke! Let’s not talk about the value of that thing. At this time, with his cultivation in the art of formation, he can’t comprehend it at all. “Really not?”
Su Nan squinted at the fat man beside him, but sighed in his heart. As time went by, the dark restricted area suppressed by the South Region became more unstable. He still had a lot of things to do and couldn't stay there every day, so he thought about borrowing a set of the Great Emperor Killing Formation to stabilize it for a while. But now it seems that it's not that the fat man doesn't want to lend it, but that he really can't burn it. "Forget it." Su Nan thought about it and said, "Prepare me three sets of resources for burning the Great Emperor Killing Formation, and I'll ask the Fang family to try." The Fang family in the East Region is also a family of formations, and they also have a corner of killing formations as their foundation. He wanted to try his luck and see if the Fang family could burn it. "Three sets!" Wu De's eyes widened, "Domain Lord, do you know how many resources that is?" "No?" Su Nan glanced at Wu De and strode forward without hesitation, "Forget it." "Anyway, the Fang family also wants this set of skills left by the formation master in my hand." As soon as this was said, Wu De was anxious, "Wait a minute!" "What does the Fang family want? Is that a killing formation? It's just a corner of the sky-covering formation. It's useless for you to come!" "Three sets, three sets, I want it!" Wu De took out a storage ring with a painful look and threw it to Su Nan. Su Nan smiled as he saw the dense resources in the space. It is said that besides the alchemists, the formation masters are rich, and it is true. Su Nan put away the storage ring and waved his hand to throw a scroll to Wu De. "Haha, it's really left by the formation master!" Wu De took a look and was immediately surprised, and hurriedly put it away. A simple transaction was completed, and both of them were quite satisfied. As they talked, the two of them also reached the sky above Qingshan Village. Wu De praised, "Green mountains and clear waters, rich spiritual energy, a good place." But as he was talking, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked towards the direction of Qingshan Village. "Domain Lord. Is there a young man preaching to your saints?" Because he was facing away, Wu De did not see the faces of the people.
But the powerful aura of the group of saints and saint kings could be felt from a long distance. But what made him incredible was that a young man was so arrogant and preached to such a group of powerful people? "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!" After a brief moment of daze, Wu De burst into laughter, almost crying, "I'm afraid this kid doesn't know who he is in front of? He dares to preach?" "This is really a glory to the family. Whose hero is this? I must promote him!" Wu De laughed so hard that he couldn't help laughing, and Su Nan beside him also laughed and shook his head. But when his spiritual sense swept through, the smile on his face froze, and he looked at Wu De beside him with a very strange expression. "Well, how about you use your spiritual sense to see?" Su Nan resisted the urge to laugh and said. "Oh? Do I know him?" Wu De was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously spread his spiritual sense to sweep through. But when he saw the familiar fat man, he slowly opened his mouth, and black lines emerged from his forehead. Su Nan saw this and said with a smile: "Why don't you laugh? Is it not funny?"