Chapter 116: Fight Again, the Core of Flesh and Blood

More than ninety people were all concentrating on their practice. Their internal energy was constantly running, and small circulations formed into big circulations, refining essence into qi and forming internal strength.

The internal skills are different and the aura emitted is also different, either cool, hot or violent.

The five sealers, Long Jiyuan, Liu Weiyang and Wang Huatian, have the most powerful aura in the crowd. They come from Xianwu Mountain, have extraordinary martial arts skills and are extremely good at physical and flesh-and-blood combat.

Lei Tingzhi and Jing Yishui are from Tianjian Mountain, both are sword cultivators, known as the seeds of future sword immortals, emitting sharp sword beams and overwhelming sword energy.

One has the artistic conception of thunder, the other has the artistic conception of cold water's hardness and softness, plus the long sword in his hand, his combat power far exceeds that of his peers.

The second class is boys and girls under the age of eighteen, including Zhuang Shuixing, Gu Ming and Zhuge Xian, as well as Fang Wujin and Gai Zhushen from Tianjian Mountain.

They have been in the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm for more than a month, and have advanced from the peak of blood transfusion to the initial stage of meridian opening, and their combat power has also increased.

But at this time all their eyes were on Wang Xuan, because Wang Xuan's aura was constantly rising, and the speed was like a flood.

"This kind of aura has surpassed us." Zhuang Shuixing was shocked. His heartbeats were like dull drums. One could imagine how strong Wang Xuan's physique was.

This aura alone was enough to terrify the eighty-odd disciples of the mountain gate who were under the seal. They felt that he was far superior to them and they felt inferior to him.

They watched Wang Xuan's aura grow, like a floodgate being opened, his cultivation increasing unstoppably, surpassing them step by step, and then getting higher and higher.

As if his feet had taken root, Wang Xuan once again felt the state of being as still as a mountain. The vitality of the earth continued to gather and merge into his body through his legs.

At first the earth's energy was just like a drizzle, but after a while it turned into a small stream, pouring into his body and transforming into power to strengthen his physique.

Essence is energy, spiritual energy is energy, and earth energy is also energy, which can be used by cultivators.

The eighth level of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell was activated. Wang Xuan’s muscles swelled visibly, like a young divine elephant, siphoning nutrients from the earth and growing rapidly.

The skin, muscles, bones, internal organs and other body tissues became tighter, thicker and stronger. It seemed that in just a few breaths, Wang Xuan's physical strength had increased by 70% to 80%.

When Wang Xuan opened his eyes, he saw a divine image that suppressed everything. It appeared with invincibility and majesty, sweeping away everything with its force. Any demons and monsters would be suppressed and killed.

He stood up, and with every step he took, wisps of earth energy surged out from the ground and entered his body, bringing him endless strength.

"When you step on the ground, you will be blessed with strength, and your endurance will be increased several times. When you reach the eighth level, the power of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover will be more obvious."

After finishing his training, Wang Xuan stretched his muscles and bones, and with a push he knocked down a tree as thick as his arms. He picked up a stone as tall as a person, and threw it with force, directly throwing the stone weighing more than ten tons dozens of meters away.

With a loud bang, the huge rock fell to the ground and created a big hole, which startled everyone.

Afterwards, Wang Xuan took out the Wanjun Leilong Sword, and while eating some dried meat, he held the sword and wrote on the stone. Each stroke was very rough, like something chopped with an axe, and it was impossible to tell what was written on the walnut-sized words.

As time passed, Zhuge Xian saw rows and rows of clear "Yong" characters on the stone, from light to dark, with distinct lightness and heaviness.

"My strength increased a little too fast, and I'm a little unfamiliar with the control. It took me some time to finally master it. Otherwise, if I'm not careful, I'll use too much strength and kill someone."

Wang Xuan stretched lazily, and his retreat was over.

Lei Tingzhi and Jing Yishui were frowning at this time. It was obvious that after assessing Wang Xuan's strength, they were very unsure. The outcome of the challenge might not be optimistic.

"I said before that we need to wait a day, but I take that back now. I feel ready now, and you two can challenge me any time."

Wang Xuan was in a very good mood, but the two people opposite him had dark faces.

This challenge was finally launched in front of many disciples of the mountain sect, and Jing Yishui and Lei Tingzhi did not retreat.

Jing Yishui appeared and performed several sets of sword techniques after controlling the sword with Qi. The sword energy wrapped Wang Xuan like a sharp steel knife. The sword intent was both hard and soft, and the lethality was amazing.

After ten moves, Wang Xuan's hard armor and soft armor and the two sets of Xingtian shield were shattered into pieces, and they were completely unable to resist Jing Yishui's sword. Even his skin was scratched with white marks, and thousands of sword qi wrapped around him tightly, making Wang Xuan unable to resist.

However, such sword energy was simply unable to hurt Wang Xuan, who possessed the eighth level of the Ultimate Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover. Such defense was so strong that even a casual cultivator in the late or even peak stage of opening his meridians could ignore attacks with his bare hands.

Such a layer of skin is the best armor, and it is also the strength of martial arts.

In the end, Wang Xuan swung out his Wanjun Thunder Dragon Sword, and with its powerful force and speed, he broke all the methods and directly knocked Jing Yishui hundreds of meters away.

Jing Yishui turned into a meteor and embedded deeply into the soil, like a seed, waiting to take root and sprout next year.

Lei Tingzhi challenged bravely. His powerful inner strength was like lightning and thunder. He struck one sword after another continuously. His fierce and violent attacks cut the big tree beside him into countless pieces.

However, Wang Xuan still relied on his powerful strength and defense to chop him away with the Wanjun Thunder Dragon Sword. With one final blow, he slashed the Thunder into the earth.

Wang Xuan's blood was boiling, and with the blessing of the earth's energy, he was extremely powerful, as if he had endless power: "Let's go!"

Just like the wolf king defeats the challenger and leads the pack of wolves.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, it collapsed with a loud bang. The huge impact force made him leap up and fly hundreds of meters to a height of more than ten stories.

As a savior, he naturally cannot rest. There are too many suffering people waiting for his salvation and waiting for a spiritual home.

He took a look at the storage of heavenly treasures, which was already filled with gold, silver and other treasures. Most of the space was already filled with wealth, which exceeded 10 billion, all of which were tributes offered to him by the people of the Heavenly Clan.

The many disciples of the mountain gate had no objection to this kind of wealth accumulation, because they also received a portion, and as long as they returned to Earth, they could exchange it for a large amount of star energy.

Ever since the four-armed and six-armed Celestial Clan left the Earth God Continent and headed for the Imperial City, the number of ferocious beasts in the mountains has increased. In the past, when the Celestial Clan's strong men practiced, they needed to capture ferocious beasts, plant seeds in their bodies, and grow cores of flesh and blood.

The core of flesh and blood gathers the life essence of the beast, so it is also called Yuanji.

With their essence extracted from their bodies, those beasts naturally needed to keep eating until they were too weak and their essence no longer grew, and they were harvested by the strong men of the Celestial Clan.

Given the physical constitution of Wang Xuan and others, ordinary food can hardly satisfy their needs. Their daily consumption is already high, and the food they digest from eating grains or ordinary meat is simply not enough.

These elements naturally become a good choice.

However, Wang Xuan was more interested in the method of refining the core seeds of flesh and blood. Perhaps this would become an opportunity for the Earth's livestock industry.

"If I give it to Ling Chen, she will probably like it."

The senior is very interested in experiments and is almost a research maniac. Having such materials might cheer her up.

It's like a musician encountering a perfect piece of music, a warrior encountering peerless martial arts, or a gourmet finding delicious food in front of him.

Wandering around the Earth God Continent, half a month passed in a flash.

On this day, they saw a satellite rising slowly and finally hanging in the sky. Then one satellite after another rose up, keeping a clear view of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm.

"We should go back."

After discussing with the disciples of the mountain sect, Wang Xuan decided to leave the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm and return to Earth.

Although the days in the alien world were amazing and exciting, they were accompanied by disasters again and again, and they were really uncomfortable with the bad luck.

Their trip to the other world was quite successful and better than what everyone had expected when they came here, so it was not a regret.

On a day when the sun was shining brightly and the autumn wind was drawing to a close, dozens of people flew small aircraft towards the boundary gate like migrating geese.

(End of this chapter)