Using the method of diversion, he transported internal force for a while and dissipated a small part of the innate true energy he absorbed into various meridians. Ling Muyun felt a little more comfortable in his body, and the momentum of being possessed by the devil was temporarily suppressed. Ling Muyun took into account the situation outside and quickly stopped exercising his power and escaped from the state of entering into meditation.

In fact, Ling Muyun's situation at this time was not very good. Only a small part of the alien innate true qi absorbed from Huo Foreword Tuo was dispersed into the meridians in various parts of his body, and most of them were stored in the dantian to suppress. In order to suppress the true qi in his body, most of his own internal strength could not be moved, and even half of his strength could not be exerted. Moreover, his internal strength could not be consumed too much. Once it was consumed too much, it might cause the alien true qi to retaliate in his body.

However, although the situation in the body has not been completely improved, it can only be said that it is a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause, and even the treatment of symptoms is not thorough. However, in the current situation, he really has no intention to continue to regulate it. After all, there are still strong enemies on the side. If he does not understand the situation of strong enemies first, it will be difficult for him to calm down and regulate his internal breathing.

This is also thanks to the thin world of the world's energy in the Legend of the Condor Heroes. Because the density of the world's energy is not enough, the internal strength of the masters in the Legend of the Condor Heroes is always in a situation where they are barely matched with the internal strength level. If the internal strength limit of a martial arts level is regarded as 100%, if the main world is full of energy, as long as the main world has sufficient time to practice, the warrior can basically reach a level of 100. However, because the world's energy in the Legend of the Condor Heroes is thin, the warrior can reach a level of 60. It can only be said that he can barely pass the qualification, which is much weaker than in the main world.

This difference will become more serious as the martial artist's cultivation continues to advance. One advances on a 100 point basis and reaches a 100 point level again after advancement. The other advances at a 60 point level. After advancement, it remains at a 60 point level. In the long run, the gap between the two will only become larger and larger.

Therefore, the warriors in the Legend of the Condor Heroes are much weaker than those in the main world. It is not that the warriors in the Legend of the Condor Heroes are not qualified enough to be skilled, but that the amount of internal strength they have is far smaller than that in the main world warriors. This gap will become more and more obvious as the level of cultivation increases.

Take Huo Foreword as an example. Although he has a martial arts cultivation of the innate level of small-scale martial arts, his internal strength is the highest at that time. At least Ling Muyun couldn't think of anyone else in the current Legend of the Condor Heroes world that could compare with Huo Foreword. But if he is compared with the warriors in the main world, his internal strength is not enough.

Needless to mention the innate small-scale warriors of the same level. Even the warrior who has just entered the innate world may not be as good as his internal strength, but in terms of quantity alone, it is much stronger than him. In the main world, any innate master can support the innate qi to protect the body, while the number of masters in the Huo Forefather, the number one master in the Sagittarius world cannot support the consumption of the innate qi to protect the body. From this, it is not difficult to see the gap between them.

However, it is precisely because of this that Ling Muyun was able to survive. If he was in the main world where strength and weakness were clearly distinguished, he, a quasi-innate warrior, dared to absorb the internal strength of the innate small-level warrior? The internal strength levels of the two were not at the same level at all, and the difference was more than ten times. Even if he could absorb his body, he would not be able to withstand it, and he would have been profusely alive!

Ling Muyun opened his eyes and heard the sound of shouting sounded from afar. Following the sound, he saw two figures fighting fiercely in the distance. It was Zhou Botong and Huo Foreword Tuo. However, the battle venue had been moved to more than a hundred feet away.

It turned out that Ling Muyun was attacked by Huo Forefather Tuo with the palm of the Great Sumeru Mountain, and immediately shed a state of internal breathing disorder. Zhou Botong saw that Huo Forefather Tuo's strength had greatly reduced and he dared to attack and hurt people in front of him, and was furious. He also saw Ling Muyun entering the meditation exercises and knew that Ling Muyun must be too seriously injured. He then entered the meditation to heal his wounds on the battlefield, and felt that he was not doing his best, so his little brother was injured again.

Shame and ashamed, Zhou Botong used all his strength to force the Forefather Tuo far away, so as not to threaten Ling Muyun again. He tried his best to launch a fierce attack on the Forefather Tuo and vowed to take the Forefather Tuo down.

However, after all, the martial arts of Huo Forebotuo is one level higher than Zhou Botong. Even if his internal strength is exhausted, it is not so easy to defeat him. Therefore, he fought with Zhou Botong for more than a thousand rounds, and persisted until Ling Mu Yunyun's breathing adjustment was over, and the two of them still did not decide the outcome. However, until now, Huo Forebotuotuo's internal strength is exhausted, and he was hit by Zhou Botong's several hidden power heavy moves. At this time, he was in danger, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Seeing everything on the battlefield clearly, Ling Muyun couldn't help but feel happy. The reason why he hurriedly stopped using his skills was not only worried that he was unsafe on the battlefield, but also wanted to rush to rush to rush to win and lose before Zhou Botong and Huo Foreword Tuo decided on the victory or defeat. Only in this way can some plans be implemented.

Seeing that Zhou Botong and the Huo Forefather Tuo had not yet decided on the outcome, but Zhou Botong had already gained the absolute advantage, he was immediately overjoyed and stood up and rushed towards the two of them: "Brother, I'll help you!"

"Good brother, are you okay? It's so good. Brother, just rest. I can get rid of this old guy in a while!"

Seeing that Ling Muyun seemed to be fine, Zhou Botong immediately shouted happily. Ling Muyun's appearance had scared him very much. Even if he didn't talk about the brotherhood between the two, if Ling Muyun had a good relationship, he wouldn't be able to explain to Huang Rong!

Huo Forefather Tuo's face suddenly changed. Zhou Botong alone had already made him unable to resist. If Ling Muyun was added, would he be better? Thinking of this, Huo Forefather Tuo was inevitably distracted, and the moves in his hand couldn't help but slow down.

When masters fight, the difference between victory and defeat is the difference between victory and defeat. Moreover, Huo Forefather Tuo was already at a disadvantage. After such delay, Zhou Botong immediately seized the opportunity. His figure flashed behind Huo Forefather Tuo, and he slapped his heart-breaking palm on the spiritual acupoint in his vest with all his strength, shouting: "Old guy, lie down for me!"

Huo Forefather Tuo spewed out blood, but did not fall down as Zhou Botong expected. Instead, he shook his body and staggered forward for two steps before he stopped.

Seeing this, Zhou Botong moved his body and chased the Foreword Tuo. Another heavy punch filled with dark force hit the Foreword Tuo's vest to the yang point: "Old guy, I don't believe that I can't beat you!"

"I'll fight with you!" A ruthless look flashed in Huo Forefather Tuo's eyes, and he felt that Zhou Botong was attacking behind him, so he didn't have time to look back and check the situation behind him. He straightened his palms and slapped him out with all his strength!

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two sounds, Zhou Botong punched Huo Fortuo's back and to the yang point. The powerful fist force rushed into Huo Fortuo's body, which made him stagger and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Almost at the same time, the two palms of the fire forebotuo's counterattack also hit Zhou Botong's body. Zhou Botong's figure suddenly shook, like a high-speed horse hitting a head against a wall. The forward body suddenly stopped, then pulled his hand back and retreated several feet in a row before stopping the retreat. His face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The collar on his chest was dyed a little scarlet.

In fact, with Zhou Botong's martial arts, there was no need to be injured, but he did not expect that Huo Forebodou would have such strength to fight back due to internal strength and severe attacks. He was careless for a moment and suffered a great loss. This means that Huo Forebodou's strength was greatly reduced under the injury. If it were in its heyday, Zhou Botong would not be as simple as spitting blood. If he couldn't do it, he would have to pay his life.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"

Ling Muyun, who had just rushed in front of him, saw that Huo Forefather Tuo dared to act violently under such circumstances, and was still fighting a trapped beast to injure Zhou Botong. He was furious and suddenly jumped in front of Huo Forefather Tuo. He slapped Huo Forefather Tuo with a heart-breaking palm and slapped Huo Forefather Tuo.

The fire forebotuo suffered severe injuries. In fact, he was on the verge of being exhausted at this time. The counterattack and seriously injured Zhou Botong was already a move to fight for his life. At this time, facing the heavy palms from Ling Muyun, he could no longer dodge and was immediately slapped heavily on his chest by Ling Muyun.

The fire forebodou was already on the verge of exhaustion. After being hit by Ling Muyun's sinister and cruel heart-breaking palm, he could no longer hold on. His body shook violently, and he staggered back two steps, then he fell to the ground with his butt pale face as paper, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, but his internal organs were broken and he had reached the verge of dying.

"I didn't expect that I... I have been in the world for decades, cough cough... but today... I'm here. It's really... the world is impermanent." Huo Forefather Tuo said intermittently, coughing blood.

Ling Muyun smiled coldly: "If you do evil things, you will die. Huo Forefather, you will be asked for your own fault."

The eyes of Huo Foreword, which had already begun to dissipate, suddenly condensed again, as if they were stimulated, and suddenly gasped: "You...how did you know...my past?"

Since Huo Fortuotuo rebelled out of Shaolin Temple decades ago, he changed his Dharma name to Vajra and came to the Western Regions to establish the Vajra Gate. Since then, he has been called the Lord of the Western Regions as his ancestor. Anyone who sees him has to politely call him Vajra Ancestor. Huo Fortuotuo's identity has long been hidden in his memory. At this time, he was suddenly called out. Even when he was dying, he was shocked and suddenly became excited.

Seeing that Huo Foreword Tuo reacted so violently, Ling Muyun realized that he had been talking, changed his mind and sneered: "I have been to Shaolin Temple and heard Shaolin monks talk about your past deeds. You repaid your kindness with grievances that day and hurt Master Kuhui of Shaolin Temple. Did you think that one day you would end up like this?"

"As it true... is there any retribution?"

A strange light flashed in Huo Foreword Tuo's eyes, and his face, which seemed a little hideous, suddenly became peaceful. He raised his arms slightly, and didn't know what he wanted to do, but just now he lifted it up for less than an inch, and then he no longer had his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something.

However, this time, the action of rebirth completely exhausted the last bit of vitality in his body. He could not say the following words. Then his eyes also scattered and dimmed, his breathing completely stopped, and the last remaining vitality also passed away. Then his arms drooped weakly, his head drooped, and he died of anger.

Looking at the corpse of Huo Forefather Tuo, Ling Muyun suddenly felt aroused. The reason why he didn't even care about healing his wounds was that he wanted to conquer Huo Forefather Tuo. Huo Forefather Tuo is the top master in the Sagittarius world, he is a person who can defeat the five great masters in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one in the Sagittarius world. Once he reborn in the main world by relying on the function of capturing the soul and seizing the body, it will be too great to help Ling Muyun.

Although Huo Forefather Tuo showed such strength in the The Legend of the Condor Heroes world, he relied on him and Zhou Botong to join forces to clean up. But if he arrived at the main world where heaven and earth are full of vitality, Huo Forefather Tuo's strength would definitely double and rise.

Being able to become a top figure in a world, Huo Foreword Tuo's qualifications, perseverance, and understanding are extremely amazing. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to grow from a mere messy monk in Shaolin Temple to a top existence in the world by just learning and practicing secretly. If the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes was not too thin, Huo Foreword Tuo's achievements would have never been just a state of innate small success.

Once such a person goes to the main world with abundant vitality, it is like a dragon entering the sea, and the power that can burst out will definitely be shocked. With Qiu Qianren, who can be comparable to the five great masters in the world, and with the fire forebodou in front of him, with these two masters in charge, his family will be much more stable, and even attacking Songshan, the Qingcheng Sect is unknown.

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun immediately connected the game system in his body, turned on the contribution redemption system, and then found the option of Soul-Detaining and Body-Snatching Function. He exchanged it once with one hundred contributions, and then used it on the Fire Foreman.

As Ling Muyun's contribution exchange was completed, a light that only Ling Muyun could see suddenly fell from the sky and shot onto Huo Forefather Tuo's body. Huo Forefather Tuo's body luster suddenly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a phantom surrounding the energy light spot flew out from above the body.

The phantom was not very solid. But it could also be seen that it was Huo Foreword Tuo. However, his face was full of a blank expression. It was obvious that he had not yet fully understood his current state. It was not until he saw the already stiff corpse on the ground that a hint of suddenness and despair appeared on his face. Then he turned his eyes and saw Ling Muyun, the murderous enemy, and his eyes flashed with strange light. There was resentment, despair, relief, and relief. It was difficult to understand the complexity.

Then the inspiration light that fell from the sky was retracted, and Huo Foreword flew into the sky with unwilling expressions and disappeared.

At the same time, Ling Muyun also felt that his contribution value was instantly deducted by 100 points, and a stream of information poured into his mind. After reading this information, Ling Muyun knew that the exchange had been completed. Now the soul of Huo Forefather Tuo and his body power had been collected into the system space. After his soul returned to the main world, he prepared a suitable corpse and could resurrect it with the corpse.

After the Soul-Retaining the Body, Ling Muyun no longer looked at the corpses on the ground. Although Huo Forefather Tuo was a powerful and fierce existence when he was alive, he was just an ordinary corpse after his death, and it was no different from the ordinary peddlers and barracks after his death. It was no longer worth his concern.

"Good brother, is this old guy dead?" Zhou Botong stepped closer and asked Ling Muyun.

"Brother, are you okay?" Ling Muyun asked with some concern. After all, Zhou Botong began to get hit by the fire forebotuo in a hard way.

Zhou Botong waved his hand and said, "It's nothing big, it's just two palms. It won't take your elder brother's life. It's just for me to rest for a month or two. I just didn't expect that this old guy is about to die and still has such great enthusiasm."

Rest for one or two months? Ling Muyun's heart moved. It seemed that Zhou Botong was seriously injured. With Zhou Botong's skills, he could recover for one or two months and he was seriously injured. However, according to time, he could catch up with the second Huashan Sword Competition, which was not a delay.

Although if Zhou Botong participated in the Second Huashan Sword Contest, Zhou Botong's martial arts would also be a strong contender for the title of "the best martial arts in the world", after passing many top masters one after another, Ling Muyun has already sharpened the heart of a strong man. A real strong man should be brave enough to meet challenges, rather than pinning his hopes on his opponent's weakness. Even the peerless strong man with a level higher martial arts than the Five Great Masters has died under his palm. Looking at the world, what else is he worth fearing?

Out of the most basic respect for a peerless strong man, Ling Muyun and Zhou Botong dug a hole on the spot and buried the Forefather Tuo. Then they rushed to the Gaoyao who had agreed in advance to meet with Huang Rong and others.

Because Zhou Botong was not seriously injured, in order to take care of him, the two of them were not fast. When they arrived at the high cliff, the sky was already shining, and Hong Qigong and others were already anxious.

When Huang Rong saw Ling Muyun come back, she immediately came forward and asked with a worried look: "Brother Yun, why are you so bad? Isn't it okay?"

Ling Muyun smiled and said, "It's okay, I just suffered a little internal injury, and it's okay. It's better to have a rest for a while."

Zhou Botong shouted: "Hey, I'm also injured, and I'm even worse. Why don't you ask me if I'm fine?"

Huang Rong gave him a blank look: "You will know you're fine after hearing what you said, otherwise you will have the strength to say this?"

Zhou Botong suddenly became angry: "If you can't even speak, then you have become a dead person?"

Huang Rong was still about to refute, and Ling Muyun stopped her and briefly explained the situation of the two fighting with Huo Foreword.

Everyone was amazed at the power of Huo Foreword. Ling Muyun and his team fought so fiercely with two or one, and they might not be able to come back if they were not careful. Huang Rong was also scared. If Ling Muyun was really good, she wouldn't even dare to imagine what would happen to her.

Hong Qigong was shocked and sighed. He never thought that such a peerless strong man would die here silently.
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