"Swish!"

Yang Lie poked out his right palm and grabbed the middle of the sternum of the corpse. Soon a dark bag fell into his palm. The bag felt soft and soft. Although it was only the size of a thumb, the mind force could feel that it was boundless inside and the space was quite vast.

There is no doubt that it is Qiankun Bag!

Moreover, this is not an ordinary Qiankun bag, but a space artifact of a cave fairy palace has been refined, with an internal area of ​​at least seven or eight thousand miles in radius.

"laugh!"

This Qiankun bag contains the soul imprint of the green robe disciple. Even if a strong man from the Divine Realm comes, he will be helpless against it. However, Yang Lie has the help of the Ten Thousand Demons Picture, and just activates the aura of the formation picture, and it opens with the flow.

"hiss!"

After seeing clearly the situation in Qiankun bag, Yang Lie couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes-

Most of the space inside has shattered, and there are spider-web-like patterns everywhere. Even if there is no external interference, it will be dissolving itself for a hundred years at most.

"How strong was the ancient demon power that attacked this sect?"

From this Qiankun bag, we can see how tragic the battle the green robe disciple experienced was! Moreover, he is very likely to be lucky, but he was involved in some battle aftermath, otherwise he would not even be able to save his life.

"Well, are all resources exhausted?"

The power of thought swept through it, and Yang Lie looked through the situation in the Qiankun bag. There were only some sporadic resources inside, and there was nothing else except that.

Originally, there might be some spiritual flowers and fairy grass in Qiankun bag, but because of the broken space, they did not get enough energy to nourish themselves and had already withered.

"Hey, that's--"

Suddenly, Yang Lie's eyes moved and he noticed a strange place in the middle of the Qiankun bag: it was a tomb with loess sprinkled on the surface, and there was nothing strange about it.

But Yang Lie keenly realized something was wrong, because he suddenly realized that his soul and mind power could not penetrate the tomb!

With his current soul realm, let alone just loess, even hundreds of feet thick fine steel and black iron can never stop the penetration of mindfulness. It can be imagined that there must be something strange about this grave!

"rise!"

I stopped crying, and a soul power grabbed the grave, revealing the secret hidden below-

There was a long silver sword buried deep in the bottom of the tomb. The handle of the sword body was carved with the word "Pirate God". It was filled with a faint silver light, and there were whirlpools constantly rotating.

If you look closely, you can see countless images floating in the vortex, including people, beasts, merchants or scholars, forming a variety of worldly situations.

"Make a world of its own?"

Yang Lie raised his eyebrows. Judging from the aura contained, this long sword clearly has the power to break through the world barrier. In other words, it approaches the level of the heavenly level!

Although it cannot be regarded as a real heavenly mysterious weapon, it has also reached the "half-step realm", which is comparable to the Wufeng Sword level.

"Good guy!"

A hint of joy appeared in Yang Lie's eyes. A half-step heavenly magic weapon could not be possessed by many county-level forces. The harvest of this long sword alone is worth this adventure.

Suddenly, a crazy idea came to his mind: What changes would happen if this God-Bizhao Sword was swallowed by the Wufeng Sword?

As soon as this thought came to life, it immediately burned Yang Lie's heart like a raging flame. He took a deep breath before he could barely suppress it.

It was not that Yang Lie gave up this idea, but that he felt it was not enough!

According to the previous experiences, at least several mysterious weapons of the same level can be used to essentially improve the Wufeng Sword! So, he is ready to wait a little longer.

If someone knows what he thinks, he may faint speechlessly: Such a prodigal technique is unheard of!

"Swish!"

Yang Lie grabbed his palm and put the sword into the Ten Thousand Demons Map, then turned his eyes to the corpse in front of him: the sword weapon was just an unexpected harvest, but what he really longed for was-

"receive!"

With a clear shout, the twenty-four acupoints around Yang Lie lit up, and bundles of devouring aura surged out silently. They drifted and floated, quickly forming an independent area, covering the green corpse.

It is to devour the ancient world!

“Crunch, crunch.”

Awkward sounds came one after another, and the corpse gradually appeared silky green lights from the surface under the confinement of the ancient power.

The light is slender and flexible, winding and twisting, and looks like the meridians and blood vessels of the human body!

Ten, hundreds, thousands, thousands... Soon, the number of green light rose to hundreds of thousands of huge amounts, and then they began to twist and gather towards the middle, quickly gathering into a ball shape.

"fist?"

Ran Yiner beside her cried out in a lost voice, but soon, she covered her lips and did not dare to make any noise, for fear of disturbing Yang Lie.

However, the surprise in her eyes was still churning like a boiling spring. Within her sight, the green light eventually turned into a fist! A fist with a firm joint!

"Is the true meaning of martial arts?"

After pondering for a while, Ran Yiner murmured in her heart, and a sudden look appeared on her face: If a warrior wants to enter the realm of the earthly immortal, he must first upgrade his true meaning of martial arts to the fourth level.

The true meaning of martial arts condenses their cultivation insights and even their lifelong martial arts experience, which is extremely precious! Even if the earth immortal strong man gets a suitable body, even if he falls unexpectedly, he can force his body to rebirth with his true meaning!

However, the green-robed disciple fell quite unexpectedly, and there was no body nearby for him to take over the body. Therefore, his true meaning of martial arts could only gradually melt into the bones.

And Yang Lie forced it out and condensed it back into a complete true meaning of martial arts!

"call!"

Yang Lie held the resonance bead in his palm, and a look of joy appeared on his face uncontrollably. When he saw the disciple of the green robe attack from the memory of the Immortal Killing Vine, he seemed to be slashed by shocked lightning in his sea of ​​consciousness, and a wonderful feeling was about to emerge-

That feeling is the "Holy Demon Fist Sutra"!

After the demon spirit clone swallowed the soul of Dongfang Hengying, he naturally inherited his martial arts, including the secret boxing techniques of the Eastern Family.

As the deity, Yang Lie shared all his memories and insights with his clone, and mastered this martial art to the perfect state without any effort.

Unfortunately, although the Holy Demon Fist Sutra is also a "peerless martial art", its power is even worse than that of "Star Meteor Spear" and "Wufeng Sword Classic".

So, it is somewhat useless to Yang Lie!

It is precisely for this reason that although Yang Lie has mastered it perfectly, he has never used it. However, the green robe disciple's action opened a door for Yang Lie, allowing him to see another possibility-

Fusion!

Not bad, it's fusion.

Yang Liei showed that there was a subtle commonality between the boxing skills practiced by this green robe disciple and the Holy Demon Fist Sutra. As long as it was combined, the new martial arts would definitely be able to go a long way.

Therefore, when he sensed the existence of boxing intention from his corpse, he was so happy!

"Senior Sister Ran, I have to protect me."

Yang Lie's eyes were hot, his body was floating up empty, and he came to the deep pit ahead. His mindfulness quietly penetrated into the blue fist spirit.

Ran Yin'er was stunned. Seeing that Yang Lie had started practicing directly, she was not prepared for her at all. A complex look appeared on her face and she stomped her feet in anger: "I made a decision without my consent. What a man-like guy!"

Having said that, she immediately released her soul mind power and formed a perfect barrier around her, blocking Yang Lie behind her.

...

"Fist is the holy way!"

As soon as he felt the intention of fist, Yang Lie immediately felt a powerful thought breaking through the air. The thought seemed like a pillar of heaven, or like a millstone of heaven and earth. It came from afar, which made his mind tremble and almost shattered on the spot.

"Boom!"

Wherever the boxing is, everything is invincible.

The sight, mind, and soul are all filled with a vast fist light. The fist light truly has a taste that touches the holy path of the universe, as if it has been integrated into the truth of everything. All the forces that dare to resist are evil ways and will be destroyed mercilessly.

"Eight-Meridian Holy Dao Fist?"

A strong voice sounded in Yang Lie's heart, which was the name of this boxing technique. At this moment, he suddenly had a clear understanding-

This boxing intention does not belong entirely to the disciple of the green robe. Perhaps it was not formed purely by his own understanding! Because the idea it contained is too powerful and far from being able to understand by a strong man in the half-step divine realm.

Yang Lie guessed that the green robe disciple should have an extraordinary status among the ancient sects, so he received help from his elders to condense this boxing intention!

"Use your own divine power to open up the 'divine veins', activate the endless great power of the vast world, and use the extraordinary fist."

Yang Lie's mind was circulating and he quickly understood the essence of this martial art. If it wants to practice to the perfect state, it needs to open up eight divine veins. Once the eight veins come out, and even the strong and yang holy path forcefully crushes the opponent, it is a terrifying martial art!

Yang Lie thought to himself that its grade is not inferior to the life and death gun of the gods and demons, and it is very likely to have reached the "quality" level!

The green robe disciple had his own teachings from his elders, but he only understood the "Four Vein Realms", and was still a long way from the perfect eight meridians to emerge.

"melt!"

Yang Lie stopped crying, and the martial arts insights of the Holy Demon Life and Death Fist continued to surge and flowed into the boxing intention.

Some of the strange parts, such as how to mobilize the power of the demon, have long been eliminated by him, leaving only pure martial arts experience.

"Swish!"

The fist's intention was quickly rotated, and a jasper-like light appeared inside, and it shot into Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness in an extremely urgent manner.

"The eight meridians holy Taoist fist...the realm of one meridian...the realm of two meridians...the realm of eight meridians."

Yang Lie gathered all his heart and the mysterious golden bead was also buzzing and trembling. After about half an hour, he finally absorbed it-

At this time, he truly mastered a peerless martial art!

"bite!"

When that was the case, a powerful fluctuation came from the remaining fist intentions. The fluctuation could not be resisted and rushed straight into the seeds of Yang Lie's Dantian Xianliu.

"What."
Chapter completed!