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Chapter 221 Breakthrough, Casting Nuo Mask
Beneath the Qingchen Spiritual Tree, a slender figure sat cross-legged.

Zhang Yuanzhu closed his eyes and looked inward at his dantian.

The sea formed by the red-gold magic power is extremely vast, and magical patterns flow in it like swimming fish.

Qilin, Xuanwu and Red Dragon, three-headed beast shadows, lying on the sea.

"Ninth level of Qi training, reaching the limit."

The boy whispered in his heart.

After more than half a month of practice, he completed the ninth level of Qi training.

As for the noise outside the formation, it did not attract his attention. The enemy could not break the formation in a short time.

He still has plenty of time.

“Breakthrough! Breakthrough!!”

A thought arises in my mind.

The magic power in the dantian began to surge and boil, huge waves rose up, and the divine beasts roared to the sky, stirring up the sea.

All changes happened in an instant.

At this moment, the surging magic power not only did not continue to expand and increase, but began to shrink, and compressed towards the center as controlled by the mind.

With every minute and every second, the crimson-gold sea was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The red-gold sea water became increasingly brilliant and viscous, transforming towards a higher level.

Xuanwu, Chijiao and Qilin were stationed in three parts of Dantian, pushing the waves forward and trying their best to assist.

An hour!
Three hours!

Seven hours!

A whole day and night passed, and then a sound of shattering came from the dantian.

The invisible shackles were broken, and Zhang Yuanzhu entered a new realm.

Ten levels of Qi training!

At this moment, the magic power in the dantian has turned into the size of a lake, flashing a dazzling light, extremely viscous, and faintly with a hint of stone.

At the same time, the transformation of the body began slowly, and the muscles, bones, internal organs, and skin were strengthened again on the original basis.

Strands of waste blood flowed out of the pores, dripping onto the ground, leaving behind one hole after another.

The new precious blood gushed out and flowed to every part of the body.

This is an all-round transformation, allowing the already strong body to leap to a higher level.

Compared with the transformation of magic power, the changes in the body are undoubtedly gentler and slower.

Three days later, the transformation of the physical body came to an end.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu was sitting cross-legged under the spiritual tree, without any movement, but giving people a sense of sacredness and dignity.

It's like a banished immortal coming to earth or a god descending to the world.

Has an indescribable temperament.

It makes all living beings unconsciously focus their gaze on it and unable to look away.

“I already.”

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his palm, slowly opened it, and suddenly clenched it.

Boom!

The air roared, the earth surged, and the stream exploded, turning into drizzle all over the sky.

"Invincible in the Qi training realm."

If he were to reach the ninth level of Qi training, there would still be cultivators at the peak of Qi training who could fight and confront him.

Then, this time, no matter whether one is a prodigy, a genius, or even a peerless person who has mastered the twelve levels of Qi training, as long as he is in the Qi training realm, he can achieve the breakthrough.

He was confident that he could chop off the other person's head.

As he thought about it, his eyes dropped to the blood on the ground, and his hands waved.

A jade bottle emerged and collected the blood.

Although this blood is waste blood discharged from the body, it is only like this for him. If it were an ordinary cultivator, it would definitely be a rare precious blood.

In the future, it can be used for practicing secret techniques or refining magical instruments.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the jade bottle filled with blood, and placed it in the deepest part of the storage bag.

Then he raised his head and looked at the Qingchen Spiritual Tree above.

After half a month of consideration, he was ready to cast what kind of Nuo mask to use as the fourth mask.

Take this opportunity to complete the casting in one go.

As for the cultivators outside the formation, Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up with a hint of teasing.

The momentum is huge, but it is still early to break the formation.

With a thought, a red-gold long sword appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the tree branch.

Click!

A piece of broken wood fell and floated in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and gently brushed the branches, causing the leaves to fall off and the uneven parts to be scraped away.

Looking at the spiritual wood in his palm, sensing the golden energy in it, he nodded with satisfaction.

This time he planned to cast a white tiger Nuo mask. There were not many golden-attributed divine beasts and sacred beasts, only the golden-winged Roc, the white tiger, the fierce beast, and a few others.

He decided to cast the White Tiger Nuo mask for one reason only.

simple!
The patterns and runes left on "Nuo Opera Witchcraft" are roughly consistent with the casting of the White Tiger Nuo mask, and only slight changes are needed.

Secondly, he had a lot of blood from tiger-type monsters in his storage bag.

You can cast its shape first, and then cast its "spirit" later, like the red dragon Nuo mask.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Yuanzhu grasped the hilt of the knife.

Bang!

The jade knife was unsheathed, the blade flashed, and wood chips flew.

The tiger mask took shape at an extremely fast speed.

In less than an incense stick of time, the mask was carved, and then the next step was to prepare the spiritual ink and engrave the patterns.

The jade knife was sheathed and his palm flipped.

A jade bowl and a jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

Place the jade bowl on the ground and open the bottle.

Roar!Roar!
The roars of tigers shook the earth and echoed throughout the space.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression remained unchanged. He tilted the jade bottle and slowly poured the liquid into the bowl.

Within the scarlet blood, there is a hint of gold, carrying the aura of war.

This is a tiger demon at the peak of Qi training, containing a trace of white tiger blood. It is the trophy he obtained when he roamed the southeast of Qian Country and killed the descendants of the three major immortal cultivation families.

He threw the jade bottle away, looked at the blood in the bowl, and took out a top-grade spirit stone from his arms.

Sudden force.

Click!

The spirit stone shattered, turned into powder, and sprinkled into the bowl.

He inserted his index finger into the jade bowl and slowly turned it. Magic power burst out from his fingertips, allowing the spirit stone powder to merge with the blood.

Then, he pulled out his fingertips and began to carve on the mask.

Mysterious patterns, mixed with mysterious runes, constantly appear on the mask.

Every stroke seemed to be accompanied by a tiger's roar.

As time passed, the engraving movement became faster and faster.

When the last finger passed, the mask trembled, bursting with golden light, and hung in the air.

roar~
A tiger roared, domineering, brutal and extremely fierce.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the flying Nuo mask quietly with a playful look in his eyes.

He casually raised his hand, grabbed the mask, and put it on his face.

In an instant, the field of vision changed and everything around began to blur.

When the scene became clear again, they had arrived at a vast ancient forest. A tiger demon, dozens of meters tall, was lying on the ground, looking at the boy with cold eyes.

The tiger demon's fur was snow-white with golden patterns, and a faint golden mist was wrapped around its body. From time to time, the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

Roar!
With a tiger's roar, the golden mist exploded and turned into a mighty flying sword, shooting and blasting layers of ancient trees.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the flying golden sword with calm eyes.

Step forward, raise your arms, and punch!

Fist like a knife!

In an instant, he tore the golden sword apart, broke through the fur, cut through the bones, and cut off the tiger's head.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the earth red.

The tiger demon containing a trace of white tiger blood was killed in just one blow.

Simple and easy.

For the young man, this was just a matter of course, let alone a tiger demon with the blood of a white tiger.

In the same realm, even if the White Tiger came in person, Zhang Yuanzhu could kill it in a few moves, there would not be much difference.

(End of this chapter)