The master of transcending immortals

Chapter 78 Perfect Bajiquan

"If I succeed in perfecting Bajiquan, then there is still some hope of killing Zhizi in seconds."

After Wu Hui reached the current state, his spiritual consciousness had already entered the foundation building stage, and the true energy in his body was barely able to use Bajiquan with all his strength.

So he has been perfecting Bajiquan during this time, trying to further its power.

Although Wu Hui didn't get any substantial results, he already had a rough idea in his heart.

Bajiquan makes good use of a total of eight parts of the body to attack, and each attack can produce multiple dark forces.

According to the records of "The True Explanation of Bajiquan", if you practice Bajiquan to the highest level, you can punch out eight layers of dark energy with one punch.

But Wu Hui knew that this was not the end.

Because the person who created Bajiquan was not strong enough, he could only practice Bajiquan to the realm of eightfold dark energy, and if he added another level, his true energy would be insufficient.

But Wu Hui had enough true energy to use it, so his attempt was to add another layer of dark energy.

Theoretically speaking, as long as there is enough true energy, one can punch nine layers of dark energy, even ten layers of dark energy, or even more, there will never be a limit.

But when Wu Hui tried to gather the nine layers of dark energy, his true energy always leaked like a blowout, so that he failed repeatedly.

Gathering the ninth layer of dark energy seems not as easy as imagined, Wu Hui recalled the many failures in the past, and analyzed the small details of each mistake.

Coupled with the fact that today's battle was hearty, Wu Hui had a clear understanding of Daoism.

It's too late, it's too soon.

At this moment, Zhizi had already controlled two flaming skulls, flying towards Xiao Wu and Chen Chengan respectively.

If they were hit, the two of them would be wiped out.

Looking at the flaming skull that suddenly flew towards them, the two hurriedly dodged.

Unexpectedly, the Flame Skull changed direction as they moved, making the two of them very anxious, but powerless, so they had to jump up and down in a hurry, hoping to escape the attack by luck.

Wu Hui definitely wouldn't just sit idly by and hastily cast "Ice Cold World", gathering two balls of white light and offsetting the two balls of flaming skulls.

As early as when the flaming skull was emitted, Zhizi used the clone technique to leave an illusion in place, and the real body had already performed the invisibility technique and rushed out of the Taiji Gate.

Wu Hui's spiritual consciousness always enveloped a range of more than ten meters around his body, how could he be tricked by Zhizi's ninjutsu.

I saw that Wu Hui ignored the illusion, launched the "Electric Lightning Thunder Snake Step", a few electric snakes jumped up from under his feet and jumped in front of Zhizi in an instant, blocking his way.

When Zhizi saw this, he was startled and anxious, his eyes flashed coldly, and the cold flames all over his body were a little bit more intense.

The two samurai swords wrapped in Senluo Hanyan slashed at Wu Hui's head. There was a buzzing sound from Wu Hui's body, and his two fists instantly shone brightly.

He struck out two punches like lightning, and knocked the two samurai swords aside, opening Zhizi's empty door wide.

Naturally, Wu Hui would not miss such a good opportunity, all the zhenqi in his body poured into his right arm like a long whale swallowing water.

Fist shadows appeared one after another, until the eighth appeared, and obviously stagnated for a while.

But it was only a split second before the ninth stage appeared.

"It's done!"

Wu Hui couldn't help being overjoyed.

As Wu Hui injected more zhenqi, shadows of the tenth and No.11 heavy fists appeared one after another.

But it's still not over.

A trace of determination flashed in Wu Hui's eyes, and he poured the remaining trace of true energy into it.

The shadow of the No.12 heavy fist emerged unsteadily, flickering on and off several times, and finally solidified in Wu Hui's expectant eyes.

This process sounds slow, but it is actually the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, the shadows of the twelve fists sank into Wu Hui's arms and merged into one.

A golden fist appeared, and hit Zhizi's chest firmly.

Xiao Wu and Chen Cheng'an couldn't see Zhizi who was invisible, but only saw Zhizi's phantom standing motionless, but Wu Hui abandoned Zhizi, ran to the other side, and punched a powerful fist in the air .

The two were surprised, but Zhizi's real body had appeared from the air, and the phantom turned into sparks and dissipated in the air.

With an ear-piercing wail, Zhizi opened his mouth and sprayed out a string of blood beads.

Before the blood drops fell to the ground, they evaporated under the scorching of Sen Luo Han Yan.

And Senluo Hanyan burned more vigorously, and shrill howls of ghosts echoed over the Taiji Gate.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu and Chen Chengan wrinkled their foreheads, fearing that Zhizi had other means.

Wu Hui was also shocked, thinking in his heart: "Could it be that my judgment is wrong, the twelve dark forces can't kill her?"

Wu Hui's zhenqi had been completely consumed by the punch just now, if Zhizi still had the power to fight back, then Wu Hui could only run away.

However, the next scene immediately dispelled the worries of the three.

Senluo Hanyan has indeed become more vigorous, but it is not Zhizi's intention, but Senluo Hanyan has devoured the Lord.

Zhizi's body was gradually swallowed by Senluo Hanyan, but Zhizi did not die so quickly.

Until the last moment of his life, Zhizi was still uttering shrill screams, which were not human at all, and he did not know what kind of pain he had endured.

In the end, Zhizi's body was burnt to nothing, only the fire of Sen Luo Hanyan was still burning, which inadvertently ignited the surrounding buildings, and the fire spread instantly.

Wu Hui hurried to Xiao Wu and Chen Chengan, grabbed one with each hand, and exerted force with his feet.

Pure physical strength stepped on the bluestone ground, stepping out clusters of spider web-like cracks.

The three finally escaped before the flames engulfed the entire Taiji Gate.

The raging flames ruthlessly scorched the world, and soon swallowed the entire Taiji Gate, and the corpses inside were all burned to ashes and scattered with the wind.

Wu Hui looked at the skeleton faces constantly rising from the flames, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The natal fire devoured the master, which means that Zhizi often used living people to sacrifice his own fire, and I didn't expect that there are people on the earth who use this kind of cultivation method. "

Chen Chengan watched the Taiji Gate gradually disappear in the fire, squatted down on the ground, and muttered to himself: "The Taiji Gate was buried in my hands. How can I meet the underground master after staying for a hundred years?"

Wu Hui knelt down, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Old Chen, although the Tai Chi Gate is gone, you are still there. Don't tell me you don't have the ability to rebuild the Tai Chi Gate?"

Chen Chengan couldn't help but shed two lines of dirty tears and replied: "Of course I can rebuild the Taiji Gate, but the Taiji Gate's treasure of fortune is gone. What should I use to suppress a family's luck?"

Hearing the words "Caohua Pill", Wu Hui was surprised but also felt a little regretful.

If there hadn't been this fire, perhaps he could have used other treasures to exchange the Good Fortune Pill from Chen Chengan's hands to treat his mother's old illness.

But it was too late to say anything now, Wu Hui could only pin his hopes on the four great families of cultivators.

"I hope they have enough medicinal materials for me to refine and make pills." Wu Hui thought.

Immediately Wu Hui comforted Chen Chengan again and said, "Old Chen, it's nothing if you lose the Creation Pill. Didn't I just give you a copy of "Xuanmu Canon", isn't it enough to be your treasure?"

"exactly!"

When mentioning "Xuan Mi Dian", Chen Cheng'an suddenly became excited, wiped away tears and stood up, but became depressed again in a blink of an eye.

"But I left "Xuan Mi Dian" in the living room, and now there are only ashes left."

Wu Hui smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just write another one for you."

When Chen Chengan heard this, he was shocked again.

"Sir, did you write that yourself?!"

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