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Chapter 223 Night Emperor's Thirty-Eight Styles

"Yeah? No, this Wind Chasing Sword can actually produce three styles? Then other moves can continue to be derived. The seven styles of the Night Emperor were deduced by me and turned into the Thirteenth styles of the Night Emperor... Interesting, interesting, continue to deduce, I want to see how many styles it can evolve into in the end?"

Ye Qinghan was in the yellow sand, closing his eyes, his hands, feet and body kept waving. From time to time, he suddenly slid out a strange sword light, and suddenly opened his mouth and muttered a few times. It seemed that his whole person had become mentally confused and in a trance...

Unconsciously, he had been going on for three hours. The heaven and earth vital energy above his head was constantly gathering. Without knowing it, his body was constantly absorbing the heaven and earth vital energy, and then converted into battle energy, and finally gathered on his elixir core.

And his soul also burst out with a soft light at this moment, just like the spring bamboo shoots after the rain were nourished and began to grow slowly...

Ye Qinghan fell into a state of silence in his soul, not knowing what was happening outside with his body. Xiao Hei in his battle beast space was completely clear. And he seemed to enjoy the feeling that this state brought it. His whole body was lying in the battle beast space, his whole body was shrouded in a white soft light, which was extremely warm and comfortable, and almost made it feel comfortable to have a big sleep.

However, it knew that it could not sleep because there were dangers everywhere in this place. It had to use its soul to detect the nearby situation so that it would wake Ye Qinghan up as soon as possible if there was danger.

More than an hour passed again. This magical state and this peaceful time were finally broken by a yellow figure that suddenly appeared beside him.

"Boss, stop practicing, there is danger!"

Xiao Hei's voice transmission sounded in Ye Qinghan's mind at the first time, awakening Ye Qinghan, who was in a state of silence in his soul.

"call out!"

Ye Qinghan woke up and didn't think much about it. When he saw a yellow shadow on the left, he subconsciously waved a knife.

"Bang!"

The brown sword energy left **** and hit the yellow shadow rushing towards him. The strong energy knocked the figure away, and the blood mist in the sky drifted up and was absorbed by the dry yellow sand in an instant. The yellow figure was a crocodile monster, which quickly escaped after a blow.

But... the crocodile monster has escaped, but Ye Qinghan is still looking ahead stupidly, not coming back to his senses. There seems to be something wrong?

Blood mist!

By the way, it was blood mist! A surprise flashed in Ye Qinghan's eyes. He smelled the faint salty smell in the air and finally understood what was wrong. His casual knife just now actually made the crocodile monster bleed.

You know, he has been in this ghost place for several months and has repelled countless crocodile monsters. However, he has never let the crocodile monsters flow through a drop of blood. This time he just slashed it and made the crocodile monsters bleed!

This... means that his attack power is increasing, and it has been improved!

"Swish, swish, swish!"

When he was extremely surprised and wanted to further investigate his physical condition, several figures appeared around him again, breaking his contemplation. In desperation, he had to release his combined combat skills and aura and began to repel the attacking monsters.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After a battle, half an hour later, Ye Qinghan finally cleared all the monsters in this attack. At the same time, he also confirmed something.

The six moves he had just derived through the seventh style of the Night Emperor seemed to be a little more powerful than the seventh style of the Night Emperor. Every time he used the seventh style of the Night Emperor to attack a monster, he would only be knocked away at most, and the derived moves could actually cause the crocodile monster to be injured and dripped in blood several times.

Looking at the yellow scales on the ground, Ye Qinghan's mouth curled up with a joyful curve.

There is a chance!

The deduced move was so awesome. He felt that what he saw at this moment was not a piece of bloody scales, but a path and a hope.

A golden road that can increase attack power and break the puppet passage, and a hope that can go home.

In the following time, Ye Qinghan became immersed in the deduction of the seventh style of Ye Huang. He forgot time, forgot everything outside, and forgot everything. He knew that only by constantly practicing hard can he break the puppet passage, have the opportunity to enter the third level, and finally have hope to leave Luoshen Mountain.

He didn't know that whenever he was completely immersed in deduction and practice, the white mist ban on Luoshen Mountain would flash inexplicably. He didn't know that whenever he was completely immersed in deduction and practice, the energy of heaven and earth above his head would inexplicably become rich. He didn't know that his fighting energy would increase at a speed of ten or dozens of times when he was deduction. He didn't know that his soul ocean was constantly expanding and growing...

He just knew that when he deduces, his body and soul would be completely relaxed. He enjoyed this state very much, he liked this comfort and was addicted to this artistic conception. So, he didn't want to think about anything, but except when Xiao Hei reminded him that there was a monster attack, he quickly solved it, and then immersed in it again...

Half a month later, the thirteenth style of the Night Emperor turned into the twenty-fourth style of the Night Emperor!

One month later, the twenty-four poses became the thirty poses.

Three months later, the Thirty Style became Thirty-Three Styles.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer moves derived, but Ye Qinghan is not anxious at all and does not want to stop. Because he has a feeling in his heart that it seems that he has not reached the extreme yet. And he feels that if he completely derivates the seventh style of Ye Huang, his attack power can be at least twice, or even more...

He knew that he had dug up a treasure, and he had a feeling that the seven styles of the Night Emperor were not that simple. If you try hard to find out, you may really have the hope of reaching the height of the seven styles of the Night Emperor, the ancestor of the clan, who was the clan.

Three months have passed.

Go back in five months.

Half a year has passed...

Ye Qinghan finally stopped. It was not because he felt tired of practicing deduction, but because he felt that the deduction had hit a bottleneck. He had made no progress in the past half month, and seemed to have reached the extreme.

"No... this is not the extreme. Even Kaitianzhan can deduce seven styles. The other moves should be the final derivative of seven styles? The seventy-nine styles are the extreme? There are only thirty-eight styles now, so why can't we deduce nine styles? "

Ye Qinghan sat lazily in the hot yellow sand, with a trace of confusion and confusion flashing in his eyes. Unconsciously, half a year had passed, and the seventh style of the Night Emperor had become the thirty-eight style of the Night Emperor, the opening of the sky became the seventh style of the Sky, the cracking of the Earth also became the sixth style of the Earth, the chase of the Wind Slash...

In the past half month, there has been no progress. Ye Qinghan had no choice but to stop deduction. He knew that this thing was hard to come by, and it was already very good that he could deduce so many moves. The remaining nine styles depend on opportunities and an epiphany at a certain moment.

"Forget it, after practicing for so long, it's time to rest. It's time to rest! Hehe! The seventh style of the Night Emperor has become the thirty-eight style of the Night Emperor. It is estimated that the attack power can be increased by at least three times. This level can be easily broken." Ye Qinghan stretched, fell straight to the ground, smiled slightly, and then suddenly said to the air: "Xiao Hei, come out and have fun. This practice has probably passed a lot, and I'm so tired of you!"
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