Chapter 253 Why don’t you take a look at mine

In the sky, the residual ghost vomited blood and turned around to fly away.

He saw the silver dragon roar again, and the black wind suddenly flew out from under his feet, turning into an illusory palace and shocking him.

This palace is simple and magnificent. There are two Huachis in front of the palace, which breeds vitality.

Can Gui was trapped in the Hua Chi, unable to move for a while.

The silver dragon flew over, its huge head staring straight at him.

Zhao Sheng emerged from the center of the dragon's head, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and said with a smile: "Old man, you lose."

Before you win, call him Senior, but after the fight, just call him Old Man.

After hearing this, Can Gui's face became even more foul-smelling. He aroused all his energy and tried to shake the two Huaqi.

But as soon as his vitality appeared, it was transformed into his own water vapor by Huachi, and the suppressive power was even greater.

Zhao Sheng felt very uncomfortable when he saw this.

What a pity. Does he know the truth about teaching apprentices to starve to death for their masters?

Is it the foundation of cultivating immortality?

Zhao Sheng's face darkened and he asked: "Why doesn't it count? Are you the one who lost and don't want to admit it?"

This water cloud, whose entire body is transformed by vitality, is the Yin Yuan of water condensed by Kan Palace.

Today, I finally avenged my pursuit and killing.

As the gloomy wind spreads, the wild grass and trees are shaking, and thousands of lights seep out of them, drifting towards the residual ghost.

"Hey, you rarely talk about him. Is it because of his magic that he defeated you?"

The silver dragon stopped laughing and became fully alert.

According to Prince Suiwen, that world is not the Dongyuan Realm that the small sects of the Duanmu Sect call it. Almost all the warriors who have not ascended are wild.

I grabbed the Yin Feng in my hand with all my strength, and heard a bang, and all the thick Yin Feng exploded, filling the area within a radius of seven meters.

"He forced you to do that!"

You are still studying the immortal method yourself, so it is naturally possible to teach me completely.

Yinlong said mockingly in the tone of Prince Suiwen: "Is it just a low-level method of refining vitality? Is it really considered a treasure?"

Now that Can Gui finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come up with his trump card, Yinlong was wary but still looking forward to it.

I took a step forward and stretched my body backwards.

"Isn't that his trump card?"

"But his so-called small success is actually the Yin Yuan that wants to swallow up all things in the world? That is too spacious."

"I'll let him see the true power of the Kangong Xiaocheng Foundation Establishment Sutra!"

Zhao Sheng also lost his temper. He raised his foot and stepped hard. The illusory palace at the foot of the silver dragon was shaken suddenly. The vitality of the two pools was rippling, and the residual ghosts were happily alive.

"That's it."

After hearing this, Can Gui sneered.

Yinlong was laughed at by me in a bad way, and felt guilty for a moment.

I sighed, waved my hand upward, and used my vitality to protect everyone in the Golden Python Gang's chapel.

"How do you respect that? He said! Is your Kangong Xiaocheng Foundation Establishment Sutra weaker than him?"

Yinlong stood opposite me, and suddenly felt his kidneys trembling heavily in front of his back, as if he was suppressing all the energy in his body.

Once no one touches it, it will instantly turn into rolling thunder and turn it into ashes.

Can Gui looked around for seven weeks and laughed: "You know, he stole Tianque's skills to practice.

The Golden Python Gang has never changed its location, but it is still in a remote place.

The so-called foundation building does not mean building a foundation.

Suddenly, I was full of daydreams about the seven words "Build the Foundation".

But seeing that the turtle in the urn of Can Gui is still so rampant, I feel annoyed.

Thick cold waves rolled up and rushed towards the silver dragon.

That method is similar to Silver Dragon's star-absorbing technique, but it's much more powerful.

He laughed a few times, then lowered his head and asked, "How about it? My Kangong Dacheng Foundation Building Sutra is not bad, right?"

The weeds and trees that had been stripped of their light did not wither, but were directly set on fire.

The remnant ghost jumped like a thunder, stirring up all the energy in his body, and finally shook open the illusory palace transformed by the silver dragon.

But Can Gui's little hand sucked all the dark clouds away.

"The ridge is water, and the ridge palace he understands is the palace of Yin Yuan, which is bad."

The eighth level where a martial artist starts is also the foundation for forging.

There is nothing but scorching heat and ice.

In fact, I have looked down upon that skill since the beginning.

The remaining ghost's face was ferocious, and blood was flowing from all seven organs.

Tsk!

But just now I forced the disabled ghost into a desperate situation, and no one saw me use more powerful moves.

After just a few words, the first two words "foundation building" made me feel very extraordinary.

What is the foundation built like that?

But the strange thing is that, standing outside, I felt a little bit cold.

But when I opened my hands to the sky, a thick dark wind gathered in my palms, and when I shot it towards the sky, it absorbed all the dark clouds above my head.

"Are you worthy of being called Kan Gong Dacheng Foundation Establishment Sutra?"

Maybe Nakan Palace Xiao Cheng Foundation Establishment Sutra is not one of them.

Silver Dragon pointed at me and asked.

Except for the Xuanhe Chapel, the surrounding area is surrounded by weeds and trees.

Can Gui took a sip and cursed at Zhao Sheng: "You brat, I can't say anything about your tyranny, but if you want to insult my magic, that's a big deal!"

As thousands of lights pour into the body of the residual ghost, the aura I exude becomes increasingly cold and hot.

In Yinlong's opinion, the Immortal Technique that I am proud of is a few points different from the Duanmu Sect's Technique, and even one or two points worse than the Zhao family's Four Dragon Yuji Technique.

"Hey, look at his complete magic, there are some small things."

The air was cool and humid in autumn, so the small fire started to burn slowly.

It doesn’t rely on vitality, only the accumulation of spiritual energy.

"This is like looking at the Kangong Xiaocheng Foundation Establishment Sutra that you have changed."

It looks like an abnormally dark cloud, but it is actually full of bursting vitality.

Tang Chen raised his eyebrows, and his feet were twisting and turning in the illusory palace, so that they could be absorbed by the residual ghost.

Seeing that Can Gui was about to get angry, I exaggerated again and said without thinking: "Or is it in his hands that the power of the technique is exerted?"

Now that I have reached the Xiantian realm, my horizons have broadened, and I think that practicing the Xiaocheng Foundation Establishment Sutra is a matter of course.

There is no wild way, and there is no orthodox way.

It’s really a joy.

Yinlong shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

The silver dragon raised its hands, and the flower pool on its feet rose up to the sky, circling the dragon's body, and there were no water clouds below.

"Fart!!!"

Ever since I started practicing martial arts, no one has ever laughed at my own martial arts skills.

The reason why I wanted to fight with Cangui just now was not only to verify my own strength, but more importantly, I wanted to see the power of the Kangong Xiaocheng Foundation Establishment Sutra.

The crippled ghost raised his head and roared, his clothes all over his body fluttering, and the sinister wind rolled out like thick smoke.

I thought I would be laughed at by the original owner again.

The dark clouds above our heads are neither those of Can Gui nor mine. They were all created by the battle between the two of them based on Kan Gong Xiao Cheng’s Foundation Establishment Sutra.

It's ridiculous, he actually took that broken copy and practiced it randomly to look like a ghost!"

But that skill does not start from the innate realm of refining vitality.

The silver dragon waved its little hand, and the Hua Chi rolled up the water clouds and roared towards the remnant ghost.
Chapter completed!