This side effect is awesome

As for whether he can win, there is still a possibility, although it is not great.

It is said that the gap between the god refining realm and the Qi refining realm is not inferior to the gap between the Qi refining realm and the body refining realm.

What Song Ankang didn't expect was that when his body broke through, it accidentally led to another breakthrough.

Chapter 216 My Ancestor

When the body made a big breakthrough, Song Ankang's zhenqi and spiritual strength were also improved, the magnitude was not small, and the cultivation of zhenqi was very close to the sixth rank of Jindan.

The spiritual will has surpassed most of the real people with the ninth rank of Jindan, and is advancing towards a higher level.

However, the improvement of true energy and spiritual will is normal, and the breakthrough of another thing is quite surprising, that is the ghost eye.

When the body broke through, it accidentally led to the breakthrough of the Nether God's Eye, allowing it to reach the state of Xiaocheng in one fell swoop, saving Song Ankang a lot of time.

The overall strength has been greatly improved, Song Ankang smiled slightly, and was going to test how powerful Xiaocheng's Nether God Eye is.

A vertical eye slowly emerged on the forehead, hidden under the skin, and would not be easily seen by outsiders. There was a deep and bright black light emitting from it, like the deep night sky.

As far as the eye could see, everything around him became different. Song Ankang could faintly see various auras flowing between the heaven and the earth, among which was the hot and bright yang attribute aura.

Compared with the surrounding areas, the various auras in the Tang family's mansion were much more intense, but the most intense place was the imperial palace deep in the inner city.

The various auras there have been so strong that they soared into the sky, exuding colorful colors, and were firmly bound in the palace by various divine formations.

If you practice there, the progress can be increased several times, no wonder the royal family has been producing a large number of talents these years, and the resources alone are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Observe carefully, even in the capital, there are still some ghosts and ghosts appearing indistinctly, and the most eye-catching one is... outside the Tang Mansion!

Damn, these ghosts are endless, aren't they? I just killed a female ghost. It hasn't been a day yet. Why is there another one, and this time the strength is far better than that of Song Ankang The one that was killed.

Needless to say, this newcomer is the well-known Yinjiang son-in-law. At this moment, it is quietly coming to the outside of the second courtyard, ready to sneak into the second courtyard and kill Tang Zhijia, the ancestor of the Tang family first. , and then go to kill Tang Yelan, the head of the Tang family, and then the rest of the Tang family.

A black bell-shaped spiritual weapon jumped out of the body, forming a dark black shadow, and fell on the spirit formations around the Tang family's mansion, easily opening a small hole in it, and the consort of Yinjiang ran along the small hole After entering the Tang family's mansion, he came to Tang Zhijia's small courtyard.

Immediately, the bell-shaped spiritual weapon jumped up and covered Tang Zhijia's small courtyard, and then the Yinjiang son-in-law could do whatever he wanted inside, and no one outside would know what he did to Tang Zhijia.

At the same time, under the cover of the bell-shaped spiritual weapon, the enemies of Yinjiang Prince Consort will also bear the astonishing gravity, and their strength will be greatly weakened. One of the utensils was also made by the concubine of Yinjiang after a hundred years of hard work.

Just when the consort of Yinjiang was about to do whatever he wanted with Tang Zhijia, the patriarch of the Tang family in the study, he was shocked to see that there was an extra person on the small courtyard pavilion covered with a bell-shaped spiritual weapon, and a person was masked with a black scarf. , looks like a rather burly and tall man.

"Are you the hidden Jindan patriarch of the Tang family, the one who destroyed the Fang family and killed Qing Ling?"

Yinjiang's son-in-law's expression changed, he looked at Song Ankang and said solemnly.

Song Ankang, masked in a black scarf, nodded: "I did kill Fang Zuhong and that female ghost. They are really fat. It looks like you are not bad."

"Looking for death!" the pale-faced Yinjiang son-in-law yelled angrily, Hei Luozhong's power was exerted to the extreme, and the huge gravity suddenly fell down, making Song Ankang feel as if... a spring breeze was blowing on his face!

As his physical fitness has improved to a level comparable to that of an eighth-grade superior spirit weapon, Song Ankang's body strength is at least hundreds of thousands of catties. This gravity is just a drizzle to him, and it will not be affected at all.

Facing the madly rushing Prince Consort of Yinjiang, Song Ankang sneered, the True Yang Sword clanged out of its sheath, and greeted Prince Consort Yinjiang.

The blood butcher's knife, another eighth-grade superior spiritual tool of Yinjiang's son-in-law, was also unsheathed first, and the matching blood butcher's knife was used to the extreme, forming bursts of blood-red wind, sweeping towards Song Ankang.

"Dangdang, dangdang..."

The swords and swords intersected, forming gusts of wind, sweeping across the courtyard hundreds of meters wide, and violently lifted up half of the courtyard. Tang Zhijia, who was hiding in the study, suddenly changed his face in fright, and couldn't help lying on the ground, horrified. Looking at the man and ghost fighting frantically.

Is that the hidden Jindan patriarch of our Tang family? The person who confronted him should be the Yinjiang son-in-law who is comparable to the real person of Jindan Jiuzhuan. I didn't expect that the hidden ancestor of our Tang family was actually Jindan Jiuzhuan. Real man, otherwise, how could he be inseparable from the Yinjiang consort, it's really... really unbelievable.

"hiss……"

Tang Zhijia couldn't help but gasped. He was filled with fear, joy and worry. What he was afraid of was that the son-in-law of Yinjiang would attack him himself. He obviously wanted to exterminate the entire Tang family.

The joy is naturally that the hidden ancestor of the Tang family turned out to be the ancestor of the Ninth Rank of Golden Core. If there is this person in charge of the Tang family, it will be impossible for their Tang family to be underdeveloped even if they want to. You can become a millennium rich family.

What worries him is that his ancestors are not the opponents of Yinjiang Consort. After all, Yinjiang Consort is a famous ghost. able to handle.

Under such circumstances, it seems that the possibility of whether our ancestors can deal with Yinjiang's son-in-law does not seem to be great.

All of a sudden, Tang Zhijia was extremely anxious, and he kept cheering for his ancestor secretly, and at the same time thought hard about the way to leave Hei Luozhong. As long as he could leave here, he would be able to send a distress signal to the Day Patrol Division and the Night Watch Division , when the time comes, my ancestors will be saved.

Feeling anxious, Tang Zhijia was like an ant on a hot pot, writhing around on the ground, his face was full of worry. Fortunately, the ancestor is not on the losing side, and there should still be a lot of time.

If Tang Zhijia knew that the ancestor of the Tang family in front of him was the son-in-law Song Ankang who was ridiculed and despised by him and many senior officials of the Tang family, I don't know how Tang Zhijia would feel.

At this moment, his face was full of piety, and he admired his ancestors to the extreme. He wished he could kneel down immediately, kowtow to his ancestors, express his filial piety, and hand over the huge Tang family to his ancestors by the way. hand.

Chapter 217

Song Ankang, the ancestor in Tang Zhijia's heart, was still fighting crazily with the Yinjiang son-in-law. Wherever the Zhenyang sword passed, the surrounding courtyard walls, rockeries, pavilions... were destroyed as if they were made of tofu.

Song Ankang's evil sword technique was used to the extreme, and he easily blocked Yinjiang Consort's blood-slaying knife technique. If Yinjiang Consort's fighting skills and combat experience were not far superior to Song Ankang, he might have fallen into a disadvantage right now.

The confrontation between the two seemed to be against each other, but Yinjiang Prince Consort soon knew that if it continued like this, sooner or later he would lose.

It's just that what the hell is this old ancestor of the Tang family in front of him? It seems that he has not been affected by Hei Luozhong at all, so he can't feel the gravity brought by Hei Luozhong.

The consort of Yinjiang became more and more frightened as he fought more and more. After realizing that Song Ankang was rapidly absorbing combat experience and skills through it, he decisively used his special skills.

Holding the knife in his right hand, he struck out silently with his left hand, and a transparent and invisible wind suddenly rose up, enveloping Song Ankang.

"what……"

Song Ankang sensed it with his ghostly eyes the first time the cloudy wind blew up, and the power of the golden core in his body exploded, forming a fiery shield around his body, blocking the rushing cloudy wind.

"Chichichi..."

The Yinfeng and the golden core shield collided together, and there was a sound of boiling oil, and the golden core shield with the bonus of the body of the seven yangs almost couldn't resist it.

Seeing the black smoke rising from Song Ankang's body, Yinjiang Prince Consort's pale face changed slightly. I didn't expect this person's perception to be so sharp. But if you can block it once, can you block it the second time?

"boom……"

Since Song Ankang could find out, Yinjiang's son-in-law didn't hide it at all. The sword in his right hand was like lightning, and the tornado in his left hand roared, forming a dark wind that swept across the entire courtyard.

Anyway, it is also a peak ghost who has been famous for a hundred years. Under normal circumstances, it would take a few Jindan ninth-rank real talents of the same level to win it. The strength of Yinjiang's son-in-law is absolutely extraordinary.

Even with Song Ankang's cultivation foundation and various martial arts mastered, he was completely at a disadvantage for a while, and Tang Zhijia, who was hiding in the corner, was already sweating coldly watching it.

"No trace on snow!"

"Evil Resisting Sword Technique!"

……

And blood thunder!

Facing the full-fire Yinjiang consort, Song Ankang, who was trapped in the black Luozhong, also broke out again. The evil swordsman walked with the sword and cooperated with Taxue Wuhen to firmly suppress the ghostly illusion of the Yinjiang consort. step.

The Blood Slaughter Knife Technique is also resisted by the evil sword technique. As for the all-pervasive ghostly secret technique, the Yin Tornado, the Blood Thunder Technique suddenly appeared, and the blood-red thunder spread its teeth and claws, suppressing the Yin Tornado.

The consort of Yinjiang didn't recognize the lightning-quick evil sword technique. After all, the evil sword technique transformed by the rebellious heavenly script has awe-inspiring yang energy, and doesn't have a trace of gloominess. It doesn't look like an evil sword technique at all.

However, the concubine of Yinjiang recognized the blood thunder technique. Looking at the blood flowing from Song Ankang's hand, the consort of Yinjiang sneered: "The blood thunder technique hurts others and oneself. This kind of taboo technique is used at the very beginning. Look at it." That's all, Your Excellency."

I was already relieved, since even the enemy's taboo technique was forced out, it seems that this hidden ancestor of the Tang family is also like this, after all, he hasn't used his full strength yet.

Thinking of this, the consort of Yinjiang relaxed a lot. He was not in a hurry to take down Song Ankang as soon as possible, and started to delay the time. This is exactly what Song Ankang wanted. Compared with Jiang Consort, he was far worse.

"Dangdang, dangdang..."

"Chi chi chi chi..."

"Swish swish swish..."

……

In the small courtyard, the sound of swords and swords clashing can be heard endlessly, the confrontation between Yinlongjuan and Jindan shield did not stop for a moment, and the duel between Taxue Wuhen and Guiyingmihuanbu was in full swing.

Song Ankang could clearly feel his improvement and progress in combat experience and combat skills, which far surpassed his own thinking, and Yinjiang's son-in-law became his best training partner.

As for whether it would be dangerous to do so, Song Ankang didn't even expose his biggest hole card, that is, his body, which was comparable to an eighth-grade top-level spiritual weapon, so he didn't have to worry about losing at all.

What's more, Song Ankang still has Xuanyu Armor on his body, which is enough for the Yinjiang consort to fight for a while, so he should study and progress with peace of mind, and when he has almost squeezed the Yinjiang consort, he will kill this old ghost and search for it All the treasures on him.

Song Ankang was not in a hurry, on the contrary, he felt calmer, but Tang Zhiji in the corner was already chilling all over, and almost knelt on the ground begging to find Hei Luozhong's flaw as soon as possible, so that he could escape for help.

Or be discovered as soon as possible, and then ask for help from the outside world.

It is a pity that it is midnight at this moment, and few people come to his courtyard, especially at night, Tang Zhijia does not want others to disturb his cultivation and rest.

The bell jar transformed into the black clock blends perfectly with the night, and it is difficult to be discovered, so Tang Zhijia can only be anxious, secretly thinking that I said that the ancestor may not be the match of the Yinjiang son-in-law.

After all, the masters of the Day Patrol Division and the Night Watch Division have said that unless it is a real person with a number of gold elixir rank nine ranks, it is possible to deal with Yinjiang's son-in-law. Not an opponent of Li Gui at the same level.

What can be done now, the ancestor started to use the taboo technique Blood Thunder Art just after fighting for a few minutes. According to this speed, the ancestor may not be able to hold on for too long.

Tang Zhijia, who was lying on the ground, was like an ant on a hot pot. He was about to run around in a circle. He was worried to the extreme. It didn't matter if he died, but the Tang family would really be finished if the ancestor died.

For Tang Zhijia's thoughts in the corner, Song Ankang didn't take it to heart at all, and he didn't care about Tang Zhijia's life or death. Improving his overall strength is the most important thing at this moment.

In the past few months, the realm of cultivation has improved too fast, and the combat experience and combat skills are too far behind. How can Song Ankang easily let go of such a good opportunity when he finally encounters it.

If not, with Song Ankang's current combat strength, once the firepower is fully fired, even if the combat experience and combat skills are much worse, he can still take down the Yinjiang son-in-law within a few minutes. How could he be suppressed for so long.

The fight between the two sides is still going on, time is slowly passing, and soon 10 minutes passed... 15 minutes passed... 10 minutes passed... half an hour passed...

Yinjiang's son-in-law was a little stunned, he must have shed a few pots of blood, why is he still alive and kicking, is he so physically fit?

Chapter 218

With Song Ankang's current physical fitness comparable to that of a first-class spiritual weapon, let alone a few pots of blood, even dozens of pots of blood, as long as he doesn't spit it out in a short period of time, it's fine.

He has been in a stalemate with Yinjiang consort for more than half an hour, and the speed of returning blood is not much worse than the speed of losing blood. According to the current speed, he can persist for at least ten hours before the falling blood may affect his health. strength.

It's only half an hour now, it's drizzle.

Of course, Song Ankang's Blood Thunder Art didn't have full firepower, otherwise, the speed of blood loss would never be just that. If the firepower was fully fired, dozens of breaths would be able to squeeze out the fresh blood in Song Ankang's body.

But if this is the case, why did the Prince Consort of Yinjiang persist for so long? Song Ankang is still waiting to use it to sharpen his strength, so he can't be finished so soon.

So Song Ankang insisted on bleeding less, lest the power of the blood thunder technique be too great, and sent the Yinjiang son-in-law away in advance.

However, in Yinjiang's consort's view, Song Ankang's Blood Thunder Art has hardly stopped following the flash of blood. He's alive and kicking, why don't he be so resistant.

Could it be... Could it be a fraud?

Yinjiang consort was a little timid, after all the enemy had shed so much blood, it was a little strange that he was still so energetic.

From the expression of the concubine of Yinjiang, Song Ankang suddenly realized something. Could it be that he frightened this guy? No, no, he felt that his combat experience and combat skills were still far behind. Now that he has improved so fast, The Prince Consort of Yinjiang cannot be easily let go.

"what……"

So Song Ankang screamed, his face suddenly paled a lot, and he seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and the power of the blood thunder technique also dropped a lot.

Seeing this scene, the concubine of Yinjiang, who had just escaped from his thoughts, was slightly taken aback. Could it be that this guy was holding on just now, but now he couldn't hold on anymore, so he was exposed.

It must be like this, otherwise there is no way to explain it, and this guy in front of him is just a real Jindan real person of the human race. It's nothing more than a powerful Yang attribute Qi and martial arts and secret techniques. He can't even be so strong physically. .

The consort of Yinjiang felt more stable, so the offensive became more and more fierce. Song Ankang "worked hard" to persevere, and continued to eagerly absorb the combat experience and fighting skills of the concubine of Yinjiang, and his overall combat power continued to improve.

Then another 5 minutes passed... 10 minutes passed... 10 10 minutes passed... [-] [-] minutes passed...

Tang Zhijia, who was like an ant on a hot pot, was a little numb at the moment. When his ancestor performed the blood thunder technique more than an hour ago, he felt that it was going to be over. Tonight, the Tang family might be wiped out.

But I didn't expect that the blood light around the ancestor's body kept flashing and flashing so many times. After squeezing out a few pots of blood, he was still very energetic, but scared the enemy a little timidly.

Tang Zhijia finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the Tang family is safe tonight, and finally they don't have to be wiped out.

But what he didn't expect was that he hadn't been happy for a long time. His ancestors softened a lot all of a sudden, but the enemy's offensive became fierce.

Tang Zhijia was frightened again, laying on the ground like an ant on a hot pot for a long time, his whole body was a little unwell, and he felt that the old ancestor might not be able to hold on this time.

So Tang Zhijia was anxious, fearful, and worried... It took another half an hour in a flash, looking at the old ancestor who was paler than before, and the ugly-looking Prince Consort of Yinjiang, Tang Zhijia fell silent.

The old ancestor has shed a few more pots of blood, why is he still alive and kicking?

One person and one ghost didn't know, because of his strong physical fitness, at this moment, the blood in Song Ankang's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the side effects of the book of rebellious fate also came to make trouble.

At this moment, Song Ankang was extremely healthy, almost unable to suppress the Qishang qi and blood that was surging all over his body, in other words, he couldn't even pretend to be weak.

Looking at the Yinjiang Consort with a suspicious face in front of him, Song Ankang, who had gained a lot in combat experience and skills, felt that he probably couldn't hold on anymore.

So in silence, Song Ankang's five viscera kamikaze was photographed.

It's not rude to come and go, you fucking took me for so long, so it's time for me to pay you back.

For this blow, Song Ankang squeezed more than [-]% of all internal organs. In other words, for this palm, Song Ankang severely injured more than [-]% of the internal organs, and began to "beep" and bleed.

The five viscera god winds in the realm of small success, plus more than [-]% of the five internal organs, are still comparable to the eighth-rank high-grade spiritual weapons. How powerful is their power?