Climbing up the river bank with all his strength, Han Ming turned his head and looked at the Jiufa River again. Even though the Jiufa River had completely restored its previous calm, the river water stopped surging, and the nine auras also separated again.

"It's really strange. Why do you feel like this river exists to kill ghost babies!" Han Ming murmured softly.

After wandering around the Jiufa River, Han Ming confirmed that there was no danger around him, he opened his mouth and released groups of Wansha Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Swords, sent them into the river section with a sharp aura, and began to melt again.

Han Ming himself sat cross-legged on the shore and began to clean up the mess in his head. Before, the ghost baby took over his body, but was swallowed by the fire of the natal fire of the Nether Bone body. Then there were many memories of the ghost baby in his head, but they were all scattered and some could not be connected.

Han Ming knew that the extra memories in his mind were the sequelae of taking over the body. If he was taken over, the ghost baby would have more memories. If the ghost baby fails, he would have some memories of the ghost baby out of thin air.

Han Ming was not worried about the extra memories in his mind, nor was he afraid of being assimilated by the remaining memories of the ghost baby, because this situation would not last long. If it was not enough, the memories of the ghost baby would gradually disappear unless he wanted to keep the memory.

Ninety-ninety memories of these ghost babies are messy. Han Ming frowned and refined them for a long time, but he found that there was no useful thing. The only useful thing was a piece of martial arts, which was quite complete.

"The Xuan Ghost Jue is actually this set of martial arts, which is more complete than what I got at the beginning, until the God Transformation Stage! But it is not surprising. This ghost baby has the kind of ghost fire, and it is much more powerful than the ghost king under the capital of Jiangguo. It is also possible that the two ghosts practice a ghost martial art!" Han Ming said to himself, his tone a bit strange.

"Forget it, it's useless, let's talk about it later!" Han Ming shook his head and threw the Xuan Gui Jue behind his head.

Although this Xuan Ghost Skill is extremely powerful, and according to the above description, it is more mysterious than any kind of martial arts circulating in the Immortal Cultivation World now, Han Ming didn't care much. He is not a ghost, and his martial arts are enough. Whether it is the Transformation Fixation Fixation Fixation, the Sword Fixation Fixation, or the Melting Gold Technique, it is not worse than this Xuan Ghost Skill!

The Ming Bone Body is barely considered a thing like a yin ghost and evil thing, but the Ming Bone Body has basically never been born now, and it is 80% not meeting the requirements of practicing the Xuan Ghost Skill, and it is completely useless.

Moreover, Han Ming always felt that there was something special about this Xuan Ghost Skill. It might be that the ghost baby deliberately left it to him, and it might be a trap. Otherwise, why are other memories incomplete, but the records of this Xuan Ghost Skill are extremely clear!

After sitting cross-legged for a long time, Han Ming cleared the memories of the ghost baby in his mind. Of course, he was left behind by Xuan Gui Jue. Although it was useless for him to come, he could also trade with the ghost cultivator. If he wanted to do so, he would definitely be treated as a treasure and was valuable.

Standing up, Han Ming looked at the 432 Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Swords that were constantly floating in the river. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He naturally saw that these Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Swords were undergoing tempering similar to a transformation. This was a big surprise!

After looking at the flying sword in the river for a while, Han Ming seemed to feel a little bored, so he turned to another section of the river. The aura here was extremely thick, which was far from the section where the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword was tempered.

The rivers in this area were surrounded by the periphery of the river containing the sharp aura during the riot of the Jiufa River to avoid the impact of the other seven auras. It was considered to be a side protection of Han Ming, which made Han Ming even more interested in this section of the river.

If Han Ming’s guess is correct, the corresponding part of this section of river should be the transformation technique.

Han Ming raised his hand slightly and released a palm-sized pangolin from the bag of the spirit beast. Not only did he grin and struggle, but he threw it into the river water in front of him and observed it carefully.

This pangolin is an adult second-level monster. Han Ming caught it when he went out. Because its body is strong, it is stronger than the third-level monster, and it seems to have some special ability to hunt treasures, which makes Han Ming have the idea of ​​subjugating him.

It is difficult for adult monsters to recognize their masters. Unless they have born with spiritual intelligence and know the way to choose, no one out of a thousand will be tamed. The same is true for this pangolin. If they don’t eat the soft and hard, they will be locked in the spirit beast bag by Han Ming.

Han Ming originally just wanted to grind the edges and corners of the pangolin, but now more than ten years have passed, and the pangolin still looks like this, which made Han Ming exhausted his patience. It was not a matter of needing to be obtained, and it was just used to test the river.

The pangolin was thrown into the river and immediately fluttered his limbs and wanted to swim away, but before he swam two or three inches, he suddenly lost his strength. His body below the water surface was only left with bones!

This river seems to be highly corrosive to the **. Even the pangolin's body, which is comparable to the third-level monster, cannot hold on. It is instantly melted, leaving only pale bones.

The pangolin slowly sank into the bottom of the river. As soon as the river was wiped out, it completely turned into a white bone and sank into the bottom of the river. The white bones were just white bones, but a pile of dry bones that were unspiritual, which did not look like the bones of monsters at all.

Han Ming frowned and became more convinced that this section of the river should have a lot to do with the body transformation technique, because the body transformation technique practices flesh and blood, while this section of the river just happens to restrain the body of flesh and blood.

After staring at the river, Han Ming slowly stepped forward, squatted by the water, hesitated for a moment, then put one of the fingers of his left hand into the river, and layers of white light condensed on the surface of his fingers.

Han Ming now specializes in the Transformation Round Trick, which has two sets of matching magic tricks, one is the Transformation Skill, and the Transformation Skill. The Transformation Skill is derived from the Transformation Sword Technique of Qi Baiyi of Zhu Chiyuan. The Transformation Skill was obtained by chance from a mortal. The original name was called Transformation Skill.

In the past, Han Ming only focused on the sword transformation technique and did not care much about the body transformation technique. At that time, he felt that immortal cultivators should fly to the clouds and control magic weapons. Practicing ** should be a minor path, and it is not worth the effort to practice. He knew that after his physical body became stronger, he realized that his physical body was strong and his advantage was incredible in the battle.

Han Ming had long wanted to practice the art of physical transformation, but for some reason, unlike the sword transformation, he had half the effort in the practice of the art of physical transformation, but in the end, he couldn't move forward, and he didn't know what it was.

Now that he met the river that was closely related to the transformation technique, Han Ming couldn't help it. Even if he suffered a little injury, he wanted to explore the special features of the magic technique. If he could practice the transformation technique by chance, wouldn't that be a surprise!

After his index finger was inserted into the river, Han Ming frowned immediately. The food pointer said that there was a pain, but it was still tolerated. Although it was protected by the true qi of the transformation body, his index finger was still melting, but the degree was far less than that of the pangolin.

It took about half an hour before Han Ming retracted his hand and placed it in front of him to look at it.

This index finger was as bloody as if it had been peeled. The white flesh and vaguely visible bones were bonded together, and some were inseparable from each other, and looked very cunning.

After thinking for a while, Han Ming removed the transformed true qi and put the half-melted finger into the water. He sensed it again, but he was surprised to find that the finger seemed to be immune to the river water, and seemed to be integrated with the river water, without distinction between them. Even without the protection of the transformed true qi, he did not suffer any harm.

"It doesn't matter whether it works. I'll try it and realize that there's no big loss anyway. At most, I'll just have ten days of cultivation. Anyway, I have more time!" Han Ming cheered himself up, took off the spirit beast bag, storage bag and other things, and jumped into the river.

For a moment, the thick aura of the river around it seemed to boil, and it rushed over one after another, melting Han Ming's robe in an instant, and then rushed towards Han Ming's body frantically, about to melt Han Ming into a part of the river.

However, a yellow true energy on Han Ming's body shook violently, and the thick aura around him was blocked. Only a very small part of it penetrated and began to erode Han Ming's entire body.

This was completely a pain of burning flesh with skin. Before, Han Ming could bear it just a finger, but now he had it all over his body. Even Han Ming's perseverance could not bear it, and he roared.

He moaned in pain for a while. In order to avoid being unable to bear it, he wanted to go up. Han Ming gritted his teeth and plunged into the bottom of the river, swimming towards the middle of the Jiufa River, rolling at the bottom of the river, and roaring constantly.

On the shore, the altar stared at Han Ming at the bottom of the river, with an inexplicable look on his face. It really felt that the young master was extraordinary. Not only was he astonishingly persevering, he was also cruel and ruthless, not only against the enemy, but also against himself.

The world of immortal cultivation is extremely cruel. Whether it is low-level or high-level, those who can truly grow to the top are often experienced people who are inhumane, because kind people are regarded as stepping stones. Yiling thinks that if there are no accidents and disasters, they will continue to grow up smoothly, and they may really become an adult and become a giant-like existence.

Yiling has fewer ideas of resisting. Perhaps the path to recognize the master is also good, it is better than dying in the heavenly disaster!

After waiting on the shore for most of the day, he also listened to Han Ming's scream at the bottom of the river for most of the day. The elixir heard the screams getting smaller and smaller. He originally thought that Han Ming could not hold on, but when he looked closely, the young master who saw it closed his eyes slightly and looked peaceful.

At this time, the secret technique of covering the altar had failed. Han Ming had already revealed his prototype, with a pair of small buffalo horns on his head, four arms on his upper body, and a python tail four or five feet long on the lower body.

Although the body of a monster was revealed, Han Ming's appearance was extremely miserable. All the scales on the whole body were melted, revealing the tender flesh that was white and white because of excessive bleeding and soaked in water for a long time.

Slowly opening his eyes, Han Ming swung the tail of the python, like a big python, swam to the shore, and then swam to a large bluestone, curling the long python tail, and his four arms each pinched the magic formula, as if he had activated some magic formula.

Yiling watched Han Ming swim all the way, leaving behind blood. His eyes flashed and he flipped his hands to put away all the blood-stained sand and stones along the way. This was the blood of the ancient spirit. Although it was not essence and blood, it was only a young body that bleeded, but it was also a rare spiritual object.

Then Yiling raised his head and prepared to care about its young master. After all, its young master has suffered serious injuries now, and his whole body is not intact. He needs to be cultivated for half a year before he can recover.

He raised his eyes and looked at his young master. The eyes of the elves immediately glared, staring at Han Ming, who was like a melting metal statue, and was stunned. The young master's body, which was originally covered in blood and blood, had no trace of intact skin, began to melt and heal.

After five or six breaths, Han Ming touched his cheeks that had recovered as usual with satisfaction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Although he has lost some vitality, he can only cultivate for ten days!"

"Immortal Body!" Yiling repeated blankly. He never expected that his young master would have magical powers similar to the Immortal Body.

The potential of the young master seems to be far beyond its expectations! The Second World Immortal Mortal Dao

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Chapter completed!