Peerless Divine Emperor

The second hundred and eighty-two chapter peak

The prospect of the cloud from Xiao Xuan's body can be large, it seems that Xiao Xuan's blood seems a bit different.

But now it seems that its blood is special, it is just a bit of a bad day.

If you just devour the flesh and blood of the monster, you can always break through. After that, Jingyun is not just looking for Xiaoxuan to find all kinds of monsters?

However, after thinking about it, Jing Yunyi felt that it should not be so easy.

Before, Xiaoxuan did not devour the flesh and blood of various monsters, but there was no particularly obvious change. Only this time, the swallowing of the flesh and blood of this ancient white tiger caused such a breakthrough.

That is to say, not all monsters are useful to Xiaoxuan.

"Xiaoxuan is a black-and-white tiger, belonging to the tiger class, and the ancient white tiger is also a tiger. Is it possible that Xiaoxuan can only swallow the flesh and blood of the tiger?"

Jing Yunqi began to have suspicions in his heart.

Although there is not much basis for such suspicions, it seems that only such explanations are most reasonable.

"But, I will know if I try it later."

Jingyun smashed his head and no longer thought about it.

At the same time, Xiaoxuan quickly swallowed the huge white tiger's body into the abdomen. With this swallowing, Xiao Xuan's realm continued to go all the way.

The first-order spirit beast is equivalent to a martial art.

The second-order spirit beast is equivalent to the dual-armed warrior.

Third-order spirit beast.

The fourth-order spirit beast.

The fifth-order spirit beast.

It was not until the sixth-order spirit of the beast that the break was stopped.

Jing Yunzhen is stunned.

He used to think that his breakthrough was fast enough, but now compared with Xiaoxuan, it is just a heaven, an underground?

Before and after a few fragrant moments, from the sixth-order monsters directly to the sixth-order spirit beast, a whole span of nine small realms, a big realm, and a more horrible breakthrough speed than this?

"Hey."

After eating the white tiger flesh and blood, Xiao Xuan called for a very pitiful look at Jing Yunxiao.

That is like a pair of people who have not yet eaten.

Jing Yunxiao is even more drunk.

Xiaoxuan was able to swallow all the white tiger flesh and blood that was dozens of times bigger than himself. It was enough to make people speechless, but now they have not eaten enough?

Jing Yunyi picked up Xiaoxuan and the weight was still the previous weight. He didn’t change anything. He touched Xiaoxuan’s hair and said: “Xiaoxuan, you can rest assured that I will definitely give you more images in the future. This white tiger-like flesh and blood makes you the king of the tiger, the demon sage, and one day, you can even turn you into a human form, and join me in the world of swords."

Xiao Xuan seems to understand Jing Yun's words, his head has been arched in Jing Yun's palm, and then jumped back to Jing Yun's shoulder, then squatted on his shoulder and slept.

"It’s really obedient."

On the surface of Jingyun, there was a slight joy, and then he no longer stayed, urging the maximum speed under his feet. Like a monkey, he turned into a cold man and went straight to the summit.

Soon after, Jing Yun's body appeared on the summit.

"Huh."

The rich innate sword gasified into a hurricane, constantly boasting at the peak.

The whole peak, under the storm of congenital swordsmanship, is not ridiculous, it is ridiculous.

Jing Yunxiao has a look of joy.

"Purple fire, you will wake up soon."

Jing Yun’s heart was happy, and immediately rushed toward the hurricane storm that was innate.

"Hey."

The Jianqi storm was very fierce. When Jingyun was close, he slammed it on his body, and then directly blown it out of the peak, and his body fell heavily on the top of the mountain by four-fifths.

"Fantastic, I like it."

Jingyun licked his lips and did not feel discouraged by a failure.

He is full of fighting spirit, and once again pushes the pace and climbs to the summit.

This time, he did not choose to rampage, but one step at a time, very slowly approaching the storm that condensed into the congenital sword.

"Hey."

The powerful sword power impacted on Jing Yun's body, like a heavy hammer on the body of Jing Yun.

Fortunately, Jing Yunyi has already exhibited the Emperor of Fire, even though the impact force is stronger, but it has not caused too much damage to Jing Yun.

"Let you be active first, wait a minute and see how I can clean you up."

Jing Yun's eyes are firm, his teeth are tight, and then he is like a giant mountain that stands still, and he is working harder toward the sword storm, and with the closerness of Jingyun, the impact of the innate sword storm It is getting stronger.

Jing Yunyi did not care.

No success does not require effort.

After all, there is absolutely no free lunch under the sun.

Especially on the martial arts, if you want to gain something, you have to pay.

After two generations, Jing Yunzhen understood this very well.

The storm was like a sword and a sword, and it was constantly bombarded on Jing Yun's body, but Jing Yun's hands clenched into fists, his eyes were like a torch, his face was filled with reluctance and perseverance.

Hard work pays off.

In Jingyun's perseverance and unremitting efforts, Jing Yunqi stepped closer, and finally finally reached the storm center with the strongest innate sword.

"Innate swords, let me absorb it."

Jingyun was sweating and his face was slightly pale, but at this moment, his pale face showed a big smile, and his eyes also showed the incomparable spirit.

The next moment, he sat cross-legged in the Jianqi storm, and then began to manipulate the innate swords around him to rush into his sword palace.

As before, when the innate swordsmanship poured into the sword palace, Zihuo Feijian immediately responded.

It’s just this response, much more fierce than the previous one.

The congenital sword is more intense, and it seems to make the purple fire flying sword more exciting.

The revival of the purple fire flying sword is not a one-off, so Jing Yunyi is not in a hurry, and between this absorption, Jing Yunyi does not have any idle meaning.

Just absorbed the blood of the white tiger, is it time to take a look at the power of the four gods that had been swept away before?

Therefore, Jing Yunyi directly turned to the white tiger article of the Four Gods sword, and carefully browsed.

After all, Jing Yunzhen was a martial art emperor, and there are several memories of the great emperor in his memory. Although this four-sword sword is a martial art of heaven, but Jing Yunzhen understands it, it is still very easy.

"Oh, my current martial arts repair is still too low. Even if I master the essence of this white tiger article, the body also incorporates the white tiger blood, but my body's aura is too thin, and I can't use the power of this white tiger article. Show it out."

Jing Yun霄 sighed.

According to his experience, this set of four-swords must wait for him to break through to the six-seventh of the spirit, perhaps he can barely display it, but it is only barely, if you want to truly power the four gods Fully displayed, no doubt requires a higher level of martial arts.

Since the Sishenjian is temporarily unable to cultivate, Jing Yunyi naturally drops his eyes to the rest of the cultivation: the dragon changes.