Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 228 Demon
For a full twenty years, the Xu Yunfan in memory took countless tonics to cultivate his strength, so that the strength could be contained in every part of his flesh and blood, and then overflow when it was full, breaking through the barrier and transforming into his flesh and blood.

Exchange blood!

Xu Yunfan raised his hand, and with a slight thought, the dragon scales on his elbow began to spread layer by layer until they climbed up to his shoulders and stopped.

He looked at his arm.

Xu Yunfan stared at the dragon scale armor clinging to his shoulders, and the blood vessels under his skin suddenly glowed with a golden luster.

As his thoughts flowed, the burning sensation dormant in his flesh and blood shot up along his spine, as if thousands of lava streams were flowing into his blood vessels.

He suddenly realized that the red dragon's powerful force that was flowing through his flesh and blood was now flowing through his blood vessels in another form.

This is the true power of qi and blood that belongs to the blood transfusion realm.

He could clearly feel that every inch of his meridians was trembling. The strong force that originally lingered in his muscles had long lost its sharpness and turned into a long and thick red-gold torrent, washing through his blood vessels with a thunderous sound.

The muscles and bones that once required deliberate effort to exert force were now as natural as breathing. With every beat of the heart, the enormous power of a dormant dragon flowed throughout the body through the blood.

When the fingertips lightly tapped the arm armor, the dragon scale patterns actually flickered and fluctuated in response to the rhythm of the blood vessels.

Xu Yunfan suddenly realized that the strange armor that accompanied his breakthrough was not an external object, but the power that had seeped into his blood during twenty years of hard training, and it resonated with the new blood and qi at the moment of blood transfusion.

When the gilded blood line flowed over the Jianjing acupoint, he heard a roar like a river bursting its banks from within his body.

It is a sign that the strength has been completely transformed into the essence and blood.

The dark red old blood is being replaced by the powerful qi and blood, and each circulation makes the blood have a jade-like luster.

The hidden injuries that once required medicinal pills to heal were now healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The legend that a drop of blood from a blood-transfusion warrior could produce a thousand pounds of blood was now manifesting as real power in his meridians.

After entering the blood exchange realm, Xu Yunfan spent a day or two consolidating his skills, watching as only a few pitifully thin wisps of spiritual mist remained in the air.

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but let out a breath and looked up into the distance.

While searching for the dragon and identifying its veins, seven purple auras from different distances rose into the sky like dragon pillars.

The nodes where these mountains converge and spiritual energy gathers are surrounded by demonic and foul air similar to that of the old ape's cave.

The nearest spiritual energy gathering node to him was only two hundred miles away.

When the morning light pierced through the clouds, Xu Yunfan was standing on the cliff of Broken Dragon Cliff, staring at the gathering point of spiritual energy that was somewhat filled with a strong evil aura.

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind and making sure that he could handle it, he stopped hesitating.

A distance of two hundred miles was only an hour's walk for someone at the Blood Exchange Realm. At this moment, the fascia of his arch was bulging like a dragon turning over, and the power of the Red Dragon Coiling Mountain was spiraling up from his ankles. Every step he took left an inch-deep crack on the rock.

"rise!"

As a thunderous roar exploded from his throat, the arch fascia suddenly contracted into a crescent shape.

The heels sank and shifted like a dragon turning over, and the force of the tendons ejected turned the entire piece of granite into a spider web.

When the red dragon's coiling power surged from his blood, Xu Yunfan finally realized the true horror of the blood exchange realm.

The strength that originally needed to be deliberately stimulated now seemed to turn into thirty-six red dragons, which circulated spontaneously between the tendons, bones and membranes as the blood circulated spontaneously, and thus exerted tremendous power.

The first leap was across a thirty-foot mountain stream.

The power burst out unconsciously, causing the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer behind him to drag a purple-red afterimage as it moved at high speed. The thunder and fire wrapped around the hammer head rubbed violently with the air, making a sharp roar similar to a dragon's roar.

Xu Yunfan could clearly sense that every time his arch relaxed, the force from his feet surged, creating a visible circular wave of air. This force, condensed from his blood and qi and spontaneously transformed, melted the rock into a glassy mass the moment it came into contact with it, then shattered into radial cracks under subsequent footsteps.

No wonder I saw the Iron-Melting Hand Kung Fu of the Yinshan School master at the Thousand Buddha Temple in Qingzhou.

Only when one enters the realm of flesh refining and the strength enters the blood, can one truly display the wonders of martial arts.

The mountain wind turned into thunder in my ears.

As the speed exceeded a certain critical point, Xu Yunfan's thigh muscles suddenly swelled and he stepped down, and a ring-shaped sonic boom cloud suddenly appeared around his body.

As the muscles all over Xuan Gang Baiduan's body squirmed, the dragon scales on his armor opened and closed, tearing the oncoming wind pressure into floc-like turbulence.

The eighth-level divine dragon scale armor he wore at least doubled his speed.

He deliberately chose the rugged ridgeline as his path. Whenever the Red Dragon's mountain-coiling force poured into his feet, the rocks would shatter like shortbread, creating a ten-foot-long wave of rocks behind him.

When passing a pool of water, the strange phenomenon caused by speed reached its peak.

Xu Yunfan leaped across the hundred-foot-deep cold pond, tapping the water surface three times with his toes.

The splash of water caused by the first step had not yet fallen, and the circular wave generated by the third step had caught up with the previous wave, shaking the entire pool of water into mist.

The red dragon's powerful force rolled back up along the pool water. After penetrating the waves, it carved three spiral patterns more than a foot deep on the rock wall on the shore.

The most thrilling part is crossing the black pine forest.

The towering ancient tree that required twenty people to hug turned into a blurry gray-green curtain wall in the field of vision, but Xu Yunfan rushed forward in a straight line as if he was in an empty space.

Whenever it was about to hit a tree trunk, its shoulder blades would emit a dull sound like the movement of the earth's crust, and its body, forged in black steel, would make an unreasonable right-angle turn.

The pine needles blown away by the air waves formed a tornado at a height of one hundred meters. The footprints left on the bark were three inches deep, and the edges were still flickering with unextinguished lightning.

After just an hour, Xu Yunfan suddenly stopped in front of Broken Dragon Cliff.

The seven-foot heavy hammer was inserted into the rock layer as a buffer, but it still plowed a five-meter-long gully on the ground.

He lowered his head to check his feet. The boots made of dragon scale armor were spewing out hot air, blowing down the surrounding green grass.

The rocks within a radius of three meters were covered with spider-web-like cracks, and every footprint was sunken like a meteorite crater.

Xu Yunfan looked up.

A hundred-foot-wide mountain stream ran across the east and west ahead. Black fog formed by turbid air was surging along the stream, corroding the thousand-year-old cypress trees on both sides of the river, making their branches gnarled.

The mountain suddenly sinks here, forming a valley like an inverted gourd, which just brings together the mountains from all directions into a node here. As a result, spiritual energy flows down along the top of the mountain, forming a spiritual energy gathering point in this valley.

Xu Yunfan took a deep breath, and the mercury slurry and blood unique to the blood exchange realm circulated in his body.

His eyes seemed to brighten slightly, and the method of finding dragons and identifying veins allowed him to extract the location of several wisps of purple air from the fishy and smelly fog. The center of the spiritual energy node was deep in the cave behind the waterfall.

Behind the waterfall, a pair of pupils as big as lanterns were looking coldly at Xu Yunfan, the uninvited guest.

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This demon was quite perceptive.

boom!
A three-meter-high curtain of water suddenly exploded in the mountain stream, and a fishy wind carrying black-scaled tiger claws broke through the air.

"Well done!"

(End of this chapter)