Han Yu and Lu Chang'an looked at each other.
The rules of Cultivation World are cumbersome, and monks often choose a Paradise Grotto with abundant Spiritual Qi to break through, and set up numerous spirit-gathering and Dao-protecting arrays, for fear that any external force and distracting thoughts may disturb the Daoist mind.
But when a martial artist breaks through a realm, he never obeys the will of nature and responds to others, but rather seizes the vitality of heaven and earth, fighting naked on the edge of a cliff.
"Gudong."
Han Yu held up the clay pot with one hand, raised his slender neck, and swallowed nearly half of the dark gold paste in the pot.
Lu Chang'an is also unambiguous, and the dark gold medicine mud flows down the throat.
The moment Tier Five Great Medicine entered the abdomen, there was no warmth and sweetness. Instead, it turned into hot and violent lava Earthfire, rushing along the esophagus and penetrating straight into the spine!
"Creak--"
A sound of bones squeezing suddenly exploded from Han Yu's body.
Fourth Realm The warrior's bones were already harder than Refined Iron, but under Tier Five Great Medicine's almost brutal erosion, the dense bones were torn apart with fine cracks.
Marrow Replacement!
This is the natural chasm of Fifth-Realm Martial Artist, and it is also the first fatal hurdle for the mortal body to enter the inhuman realm.
Before Fourth Realm, a martial artist practiced skin training, Bone Forging, and muscle strength training. No matter how strong his body was, the blood that flowed was still that of a mortal.
Only by stepping over the threshold of the Fifth Realm, completely melting and emptying the Postnatal Mortal Blood deep in the bone marrow, and using the vitality of the great medicine to recast the marrow slurry, can Pure Yang Qi and Blood be born on its own, and the Ultimate Dao Martial Intent that can challenge Law Treasure be born.
But this process of reversing vitality is tantamount to a self-imposed mutilation.
"Well..."
Han Yu let out a muffled groan, and his whole spine moved like a frightened python under his pale skin.
The extreme pain swept over me like a tide. It felt like thousands of poisonous ants with barbs burrowed into the bones, greedily eating the old marrow.
It was like a dull knife scraping Periosteum inch by inch, peeling off flesh, blood and joints.
Qi and Blood, which was originally as heavy as lead and mercury, was forcibly drained and burned by the overbearing power of the drug.
Han Yu's pores all over his body were filled with smelly, sticky black blood, and his joints crackled violently like exploding beans.
Severe pain eroded her nerves, and her Sea of Consciousness was filled with scarlet red. Several times, her Divine Sense almost went into shock on the spot due to the tearing pain of Divine Soul.
Lu Chang'an on the other side is also undergoing torture.
His seven ribs that were cracked by the Immortal Sect monks in the Black Dragon Secret Realm did not heal slowly under the tearing force of the medicine, but were forcibly crushed by the violent force of the medicine!
"Crack!"
The sound of broken bones was extremely harsh in the silent morning light.
Lu Chang'an The facial muscles twitched violently, and the veins were tangled and bulging like earthworms, but there was only an almost pathological ferocity in those bloodshot eyes.
Periosteum is recast, broken bones are reassembled.
Every crushing and healing process pushed his body towards the heavy steel armor.
Gu Qinghe stood beside the stone platform, subconsciously clenching the corners of his clothes with his hands, his knuckles turning white.
He is very aware of the power of Tier Five Supreme Great Medicine.
Ordinary immortal cultivators would have to be careful to refine Spiritual Qi pills even when taking Fourth Tier, but these two people in front of them were just fighting with their flesh and blood.
If you are not careful, Periosteum will be broken into pieces, and the whole person will turn into a puddle of mud in an instant.
Accidents arise.
Dragon Marrow Zhi's remnant trace of primordial ferocity suddenly rioted in Han Yu's body, and the violent medicinal power flowed upstream, straight towards the heart and heavenly spirit.
Han Yu Seventh Vertebra let out an overwhelming cry, and the joints protruded half an inch outward, with a faint tendency to break!
If the spine is broken, Martial Dao will be destroyed.
Han Yu The light in his eyes began to fade, and a trace of powerless chaos emerged in his mind.
When mortals practice martial arts... can they really not compete with Heavenly Dao?
At this moment, a figure in white took half a step forward silently.
Su Yueli stood three feet in front of the two of them with his hands behind his back.
His expression was always calm.
But at the moment when Han Yu's spine was about to break, Su Yueli raised his right hand and gently pressed his palm on Han Yu's Baihui Acupoint at the Crown.
There was no dazzling spiritual light, not even the slightest bit of Qi leaking out.
But the moment the palm of his hand touched it, a vast, pure, and extremely condensed Ultimate Dao Astral Force poured into Han Yu's limbs along the top of his head!
That's absolute pressure honed over thousands of years.
The almost out-of-control violent drug power in Han Yu's body, the moment it touched Gang Qi, was like a wild wave crashing into the sky wall, and all the remaining viciousness of the countercurrent was crushed and crushed back into the bone groove.
A clear and steady voice, which seemed to have penetrated through thousands of years, resounded directly in Han Yu's collapsed sea of spirits:
"Concentrate."
"Think of pain as striking iron."
"An iron embryo must be forged thousands of times before it can become a soldier. When the bones are broken, just use your will to crush them again."
The plain words hit Han Yu's heart like a heavy bell, pulling her consciousness back from the point of collapse!
Han Yu's pupils suddenly shrank.
The pain is like striking iron, the bones are broken... Use your will to pinch them!
"Click!"
Han Yu bit his gums hard, blood mixed with saliva sliding down his jaw.
The ferocity and unwillingness that had been ingrained in his bones completely exploded at this moment.
She no longer instinctively resists the severe pain, but instead completely opens her body's organs, Blood-Locking Art is running wildly, biting the remaining Qi and Blood of the medicine's power, and pressing the vitality into the deepest part of her bone marrow inch by inch, inch by inch!
Next to him, Lu Chang'an also let out a beast-like roar, and slapped his palms heavily on the ground. The sunken ribs on his chest were completely closed under the dark gold liquid, and a layer of Dark-Gray Periosteum appeared on the body surface as hard as armor.
"Buzz--"
After half a stick of incense.
Han Yu The black blood spurting on the surface of the body stopped, and a long and clear sound sounded deep in the bones of the body.
New Marrow, done!
"Boom!"
A substantial violent airflow erupted from Han Yu's body, and Bluestone's feet were cracked inch by inch.
That is not the illusory spiritual power of heaven and earth, but a dark golden force field intertwined with pure physical vitality and Qi and Blood!
The dark gold Qi and Blood was flowing like ripples within a few feet of her body, so heavy that the surrounding void was faintly distorted.
Fifth Realm warrior, Qi and Blood Condensing into a Domain!
And Lu Chang'an stood tall, his bones were perfectly connected, and his body Periosteum was tough, crossing the threshold of a Fourth Realm warrior.
Both of them were covered in blood scabs, as if they had returned from a bloody battle in the Shura Field.
Su Yueli took back his hand and stood with his hands behind his back facing the morning breeze, his clothes still on his chest.
Looking at the two young disciples who were still standing straight in the pool of blood, a rare ripple appeared in the depths of her clear eyes that had seen thousands of years of vicissitudes.
More than 10,000 years ago.
Before going into seclusion, she had seen too many Immortal Dao wizards who claimed to be their destiny.
Some people are born with Daoism, and some are born with visions. They are respected by thousands of people and enjoy Heavenly Dao's blessings.
But so what?
Heavenly Dao is so harsh and cold, Spirit Root is one step short, fortuitous opportunity is one point short. When the time comes, those arrogant geniuses of cultivating immortals can only turn into loess in the wasteland.
Immortal cultivators rely on Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to be nourished and nourished, but warriors rely solely on their physical bodies to suffer punishment.
But in this world, only by enduring the suffering of being cut into pieces can one rely on this pair of mortal bones and blood to forcibly tear open a path upward in this world monopolized by Immortal Dao!
Han Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the new force field rushing in his body.
She lowered her head and glanced at her hands stained with dried blood, and suddenly clenched her fingers!
"Bang!"
In the void, there was a muffled sound of air explosion caused by the pure physical grip, and a circle of transparent waves visible to the naked eye appeared in the air.
The power of the Fifth Realm!
Now if she were to meet the cultivator who intercepted and killed them in the Black Dragon Secret Realm, she would have absolute confidence to crush the opponent's body-protecting spirit shield with her bare hands within three steps, and destroy the invincible Flying Sword!
"Thank you Master for your kindness in reincarnating me!"
Han Yu and Lu Chang'an knelt down on one knee at the same time, their voices hoarse as iron.
Su Yueli looked at them with a faint smile on his lips, "Get up."
However, at the moment when Martial Sect Square returned to calm.
Outside the Eternal Life Martial Sect, under the shadow of the towering and mottled exterior wall of Bluestone.
The breeze blew through the withered grass, and a figure wearing a gray and white cloud pattern robe quietly lurked in the blind corner.
His eyes followed the cracks in the stone wall and locked on the dark gold Qi and Blood that had not completely dissipated on Training Ground.
On the cuff of the Daoist robe, there is a sharp small green sword embroidered on it.
Canghai Sword Sect!
The eyeliner in the shadow quietly turned over his hand and took out a Voice-Transmitting Jade Talisman, his fingertips glowed slightly, and his cold voice followed the talisman and escaped silently into the void:
"Elder, there is something strange happening in the Eternal Life Martial Sect... The two mortal cultivators who escaped from the Black Dragon Secret Realm are not dead. The prosperity of Qi and Blood is extremely abnormal."