With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 585 Burning Body, Shattering Illusion: Blood Moon and Thunderous Strike! (6k)

The changes in the five senses are related to the five internal organs.

The five internal organs reside deep within the body, yet they also have "access points" to the outside world.

The heart fire manifests in the tongue, and dry mouth and tongue are signs of excessive heart fire.

The liver, associated with the wood element, manifests in the eyes. If the heart qi is stagnant, it means one is harboring resentment, and one's eyes cannot conceal the bitterness.

In addition, the spleen (earth element) opens into the mouth, the lungs (metal element) open into the nose, and the kidneys (water element) open into the ears.

It is not surprising that the five senses also undergo corresponding changes and enhancements after the Five Elements Dharma Wheel is formed.

In addition, he can also use his mutated five senses to better integrate into his surroundings and thus restrain his energy.

If left unchecked, it could suffocate pedestrians on both sides of the street.

Under the sun and moon, I bow to no one; sailing the four seas, I wave my hand and dismiss the stars.

His martial arts style is characterized solely by its "domineering aura".

Therefore, it is no exaggeration.

Nowadays, he uses the five elements to create a more harmonious relationship between his body and the environment, thus cultivating inner peace.

Let alone ordinary people, even a martial arts master in front of you.

Unless one possesses a profound method of detection like "Qi Observation Technique," it is impossible to discern his true martial arts level.

As for the changes in strength, that goes without saying.
The Five Elements Fist was his specialty.

Now, not only can one regulate the five aggregates with one breath, but one can also use the Five Aggregates Fist technique to perform it all at once.

Armor-piercing strike, silk-wrapping energy accumulation, wave-like rock-shattering, mountain-crushing and earth-shaking, molten core explosion!
The combined power is far greater than the sum of its parts.

Next, Meng Chuan will need to consider integrating and mastering the various boxing techniques.

Create your own top-tier Five Elements True Kung Fu style.

In addition, he will always be able to restrain others in terms of the Five Elements.

The external environment is always influenced by his heart; it's always his domain.

Therefore, once the Five Elements Dharma Wheel is activated, the benefits are truly countless.

This is the power of special qualities; if an ordinary person possesses even one, they will stand out from the crowd.

As long as he's willing to work hard, everything is under his control.

Then look inward again, into the inner landscape of martial arts.

Mount Wuli, symbolizing the five elements, rose abruptly, standing almost reaching the sky.

Meng Chuan was astonished; it looked like he was about to cause a major incident.

However, the changes are not over yet.

The sky rumbled, the misty clouds gathered and dispersed, and the earth trembled with wind and thunder.

Upon closer inspection, Meng Chuan suddenly realized...

The growth of the mountains at Wuli has even raised the height of the sky above the interior scenery!
He then realized that, in addition to being able to expand horizontally, the "ceiling" of the interior space could also be raised accordingly.

The inner landscape was becoming more and more realistic, with the concept of "heaven is round and earth is square," and Meng Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

At this point, his understanding of the Five Elements Martial Arts was already far ahead.

He even felt that, apart from the grandmasters at the [Knowledge of Heaven and Earth] realm, the martial arts principles of ordinary Five Elements Fist grandmasters were far inferior to his own.

This is the charm of special qualities; once you grasp it, you can save years, or even decades, of hard work.

At the same time, the Five Elements Martial Principles have made great strides in improvement, in addition to the birth and gathering of new life force.

Meng Chuan's mental power was also greatly enhanced.

After the battle at the Crimson Demon Nest, Meng Chuan's ability to convert his mind's magnetic field, that is, the range of his control over his surrounding mental landscape, was roughly 20 to 30 zhang.

The fluctuations are slightly influenced by the intensity of spiritual energy in the environment.

Now that the power of intention has greatly increased, the Five Elements Dharma Wheel's control over intentional scenes has been greatly enhanced.

He was somewhat unsure of the limits of his current abilities and needed to test them out personally.

With a single thought, he could expand to a radius of a hundred feet; Meng Chuan hadn't imagined it would be so wonderful.
However, doubling the scope of control we already have shouldn't be a problem.

When will the test be conducted?

The escaped sorceress was the perfect test subject.
Meng Chuan returned home feeling completely relaxed.

I initially thought that the effect of the Five Elements Wheel being added to one's back would be something like a golden wheel appearing behind them, enhancing the power of the Five Elements Fist.
shallow!

He is superficial.

The profound improvement in martial arts theory, as well as the unreasonable and abnormal control over the five elements' internal organs.

This feeling was so exhilarating that Meng Chuan felt even more confident in defeating Long Xiang with [Dawn Martial Arts] and avenging those three punches.

What dragon's body, elephant's frame, what river carrying the sun and moon's qualities?

Even if a dragon or an elephant is a genius, how can they compete with a hard-working cheat?
Meng Chuan's spirits lifted instantly, and he became full of confidence.

The little dragon and elephant are nothing more than a few trials and tribulations.
The following night, it was dinnertime.

Meng Chuangan helped his aunt bring out the food from the kitchen.

At the dining table, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

Meng Chuan picked up the phone and answered it.

A moment later, he suddenly raised an eyebrow:
"Have you found their hideout?"

That night, the sorcerer demon attacked him!
Good news has been coming in waves these past two days.

If this villain is not eliminated, the safety of his uncle and aunt will be threatened, and he will not be able to leave Huayun Prefecture for an extended period of time.

At the same time, this master of the highest level of magic was also attracted to Yong'an by himself, bringing disaster to the city.

Meng Chuan would not be able to live with himself if he did not eliminate the other party.

Unexpectedly, just a few days ago he had narrowed down the encirclement, and today he has received such good news.

Meng Chuan hummed a little tune, in a very good mood.

"What good thoughts are you having?"

Seeing his delighted expression, Xue Na came out with a bowl and chopsticks to ask him what was wrong.

Meng Chuan laughed:

"It's nothing, there's something that's finally been resolved."

"Look how happy you are. Oh, by the way..."

Xue Na quickly walked over, glanced at Meng Yongzhi in the living room, and asked in a low voice:
"Chuan'er, has your uncle's matter been settled?"

"It's all done, don't worry, Auntie."

Meng Chuan reassured Xue Na, telling her aunt not to worry.

Just tell Long Jiu about changing my uncle's job; it's no trouble.

However, the police station has been busy lately, investigating the matter of the Demonic Master.

It was all because of him, so Meng Chuan couldn't speak up right now.

Once I've dealt with that vixen tonight, I'll let Long Jiu know.

Meng Chuan gulped down two bowls of pumpkin porridge, ate a few large steamed buns made by his aunt, and then slipped away.

"You guys take your time eating. I have something to do tonight and I'll be back late."

Meng Yongzhi rummaged through his bowl, looked up, and said habitually:

"Okay, go home early."

Meng Chuan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed:
"it is good."

No one but his family members gave him such advice.

Back upstairs, Meng Chuan checked his gear one last time before leaving, and even picked up his long-unseen Tiger Soul Spear.

After confirming that everything was ready, we set off.

Lung Kau needs to stay at the police station; he remains the captain for tonight's operation.

Night fell high in the sky, with only a single, unusual red glow on the horizon.

Dark clouds tonight.

At the deepest part of Kangfu Road, a huge medical aesthetic institution stands on a street corner, and it had already closed before dark.

This beauty salon is notorious for closing early; it's called Bai Jie Beauty Salon.

In fact, to those who know the inside story, this beauty salon has another name.

【Black Horse Mansion】.

Why is it called this name? As the name suggests...
third floor.

Inside the corridor, the eerie purple-red lights added to the ambiguous atmosphere.

In the room at the far end, Feng Ying'er lay listlessly, waving her hand lazily.

That night, his soul was thwarted, and he was unable to use his secret technique to escape the city.

They had no choice but to take refuge in this place and temporarily "refine human essence into demonic soul".

The souls of those three young people were completely drained and wiped clean by this devil.

The body won't survive more than six months before brain death, a cruel fate akin to being in a vegetative state.
at the same time.

The lobby on the first floor was locked.

The security guards, who had been specially hired by the beauty salon at a high salary, immediately became wary when they saw five or six men walk in.

The guard was surprised:

"I remember the front door wasn't locked, so why was there no sound at all? Did you forget to lock it?"

Coming to his senses, he saw the young man walking ahead and forced a smile:
"Hello everyone, this is Sister Bai's Beauty Salon. If you would like to see any services, please come before 4 PM tomorrow. We are already closed at the moment."

Meng Chuan spread his hands, and the padlock, which had melted into a paste-like mass, fell to the ground.

The guard immediately felt a chill run down his spine and became on guard.

"The visitor is not friendly."

Meng Chuan did not respond to the other party, but simply sniffed carefully.

Suddenly, I smelled that familiar, pungent odor, and my heart was at ease.

He turned his head and said to the middle-aged man behind him with a mace at his waist:
"Brother Han, he's upstairs."

【Xuanshui Yuan · Hanqu】.

Long Jiu, a junior brother, is the current captain of the action team at Yong'an Police Station, and like Meng Chuan, he is at the second limit realm.

However, he has now surpassed Qi and blood in this regard.

Han Qu cautiously said:
"Brother Meng, can you solve this?"

They were all on the same side, and each of them spoke their own mind.

Han Qu was older, so Meng Chuan called him "brother".

Meng Chuan was known for his cultivation, and Han Qu addressed him as his elder brother.
He smiled and said:
"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

"Okay, we'll set up defenses down here and won't bother you anymore."

Han Qu nodded emphatically, indicating that he understood.

Meng Chuan's ability to severely injure this master of the Three Limits of Demonic Path has already proven his own strength.

Moreover, Han Qu had seen quite a few news articles about him.

Therefore, he had no other thoughts and only needed to provide logistical support.

Just over a year ago, the two had worked together on a joint mission at the police station.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I've lost even the right to participate in the battle.
It's truly heartbreaking.
Han Qu watched Meng Chuan's retreating figure, his heart filled with emotion.

The guard noticed that the group was talking to themselves and treating him like he wasn't there.

The young man, in particular, insisted on going upstairs on his own.

He quickly walked up to them, about to ask a question.

"you!"

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He was greeted by a pair of fiery eyes.

It pulsed in the darkness, radiating an indescribable power.

His aura had long since merged with that of the "beauty salon," becoming extremely restrained.

At this moment, a wisp of sound was released, causing the guard to shut his mouth, lest he disturb the demonic master upstairs. Although the other party's soul was severely damaged and his perception was limited, even the slightest movement could not escape his five senses.

Caution is the boat.

The guard's pupils constricted sharply, and his body trembled violently.

Even though he couldn't utter a single word, the police officers who arrived at the scene covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

"It's up to you now, take control of the situation."

After Meng finished speaking, he didn't waste any time and turned to go upstairs.

We can't let them escape right under our noses again.

It transformed into a beam of light and headed straight for the third floor.

Seeing Meng Chuan take action, Han Qu pressed the walkie-talkie three times in succession.

In an instant, a large group of men in black rushed into the hall; the entire action team had arrived.

The manager was startled by the noise and peeked through a crack in the hidden door.

Seeing their demeanor, he was startled.

"People from the police station."

The beauty salon has always kept a low profile, only catering to high-end VIP clients. How could it have attracted the attention of so many government officials?

How was it exposed?
The manager was puzzled.

But when she saw Han Qu's gaze sweeping over her, she had no choice but to slowly push open the door, wriggle her plump body, and walk out with an embarrassed smile.

She took two steps closer, and just as she was about to open her mouth to explain, she immediately felt a cold touch on her head.

Looking up for a moment, his legs instantly turned like noodles, and he sat limply on the ground.

A dark gun barrel was pressed firmly against her forehead!
"Shut up! Squat down!"

After issuing the warning, Han Qu turned around and waved to his team members, giving them the order to search.

In the instant his body turned back—

boom! ! !
Flames shot into the sky, and everyone jolted and looked up.

The window was shattered by the flames, and through the billowing smoke, a crescent moon and the sun could be seen faintly.

The entire beauty salon looked as if its skull had been ripped off, and the ceiling on the roof was charred in the blazing heat.

Two figures shot out of the dust like lightning, one chasing and the other fleeing!
The night is like a grand stage, and the rustling wind is the rhythm of the drums.

Feng Ying'er looked anxious, touched the top of the street lamp with her toes, and turned around.

Looking back, the figure rushed towards them like a raging fire, its killing intent surging.

"How did you find me?"

She was filled with doubt.

Since entering this Black Horse Club, I haven't stepped outside the main gate.

How does one expose the practice of reveling every night to replenish one's soul?

Before she could think, Feng Ying'er turned and threw out a red bellyband to cover her eyes. Immediately afterward, a long-accumulated deep purple whip shadow tore through the bellyband in mid-air and disappeared in an instant.

All the obstacles along the way crumbled and cracked like paper.

finally!
It barely grazed Meng Chuan's waist.

The whip that should have struck him squarely in the chest was deflected by Meng Chuan's Tiger Soul Spear, which he instantly drew from his waist token!

He saw it clearly; the whip was extremely vicious.

Its tip is covered with huge, bright green barbs, clearly indicating that it is highly poisonous.

Despite his mastery of martial arts and the added blessing of a pure and radiant body, Meng Chuan still did not want to accept the task.
The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

Snapped--!
Like an earthquake erupting, the whip lashed out crookedly.

The cement ground immediately cracked open, revealing a bottomless fissure two zhang wide and tens of zhang long.

Meng Chuan looked solemn as he gazed at the "stunning beauty" who was launching a sneak attack with her whip.

Such strength, truly! A master of the Three Limits of Demonic Path
Even with his soul severely injured, there are still no more than a handful of people in Yong'an City who can contend with him!
Of course, this includes him.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky like a stampede of horses.

The mind transforms the magnetic field, and explosive flames spread across the earth.

Flames exploded into golden lotuses, and infernal fire rose from the ground, engulfing an area of ​​nearly fifty feet. In an instant, it engulfed Feng Ying'er on the telephone pole. The fire snake rose dozens of feet high before surging down!

The Five Elements Martial Arts principles are enhanced, and the willpower is greatly strengthened.

Now, Meng Chuan unleashed his full power, covering an area of ​​nearly 500 zhang in all directions!
Feng Ying'er's body, unable to withstand the intense waves of fire, was torn apart into scattered pieces in mid-air.

Meng Chuan stared intently, not at the white snow, but at the figure that had vanished again!

The fire snake roared away, pushing away all the air.

The telephone pole was completely melted and disappeared, but the woman's figure vanished from the spot.

Boom!

The next second, purple, tree-branch-shaped crisscrossing demonic energy appeared before his eyes. His graceful figure struck again with his whip, dispersing all the flames surrounding Meng Chuan. The demonic energy rolled like dragons and phoenixes, rushing towards him!

The spear in his hand leaped with flames, but Meng Chuan gripped it tightly in his palm.

He was about to roll away when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His spiritual foundation was strengthened, allowing his perception abilities to reach a new level.

Using his aura-observation technique, Meng Chuan realized the situation was strange.

In a flash, he understood!
It's all fake, an illusion, a trick of the other party!

Meng Chuan bent down and crashed straight into him.

In the instant his figure shot up, the wave of fire propelled him ten feet off the ground, and he thrust his spear into the shadow in the air!

He suddenly changed his stance, loosened his grip slightly, let the gun shaft slide to the middle of his hand, and then swung it behind him with a powerful horizontal strike!

blow--!
Stab it--!
Feng Ying'er's true form appeared from behind!

Sparks flew, and guns and whips clashed!
In the instant of impact, the shockwave spread hundreds of feet, shattering the glass windows of cars along the road, and alarms blared throughout the night.

A person who was fast asleep was startled awake, and someone on a high floor looked down.

The former urban street scenes are long gone, and all that remains in my eyes is flames and darkness.

At the moment of impact, Meng Chuan slightly lifted his wrist.

The gun body twisted three inches, and the enormous inertial force carried by the whip shadow all slipped through the air.

The airflow splashed and splattered, and the tip of the Tiger Soul Spear was wrapped and entangled by the whip body shaped like a reverse scale.

Meng Chuan's body was also slightly affected by the whip, but his clothes were torn in the wind, revealing his dark flesh, which was even thicker than the demonic energy.

The whip could only leave a white mark as it passed by; the toxins could not penetrate the body and take effect.

"This is a second limit? Such a tough body."

Feng Ying'er frowned, just about to pull away from the whip.

Immediately afterwards, he was suddenly pulled away by a strong force, his whole body flew over at an angle, and he was about to be pulled into Meng Chuan's arms!
It turned out that after Hu Po was entangled by the whip, Meng Chuanchao gripped it tightly in the opposite direction, his left hand slid down to the tip of the spear, while his right hand was still stuck in the middle of the spear, in a pull-up-like hand position, and suddenly pulled the demoness into his arms!
The marks of flesh and bone petals shimmered.

His pectoral muscles bulged high, growing like tumors on his chest, so large that they were difficult to describe as "human".
The bone spurs, mixed with a cold glint, stood up in an exaggerated manner, nearly half a meter high, and delivered a fierce "hug and kill" move!

Meng Chuan revealed a villainous sneer, but suddenly a fragrant breeze flashed before his eyes.

Her beautiful image flashed through my mind again!

Startled, he paused in his movements, and Feng Ying'er pulled away from the whip, thus escaping her predicament.

Ganesha descended in flames, vanquishing this utterly illusory succubus.

Meng Chuan snapped back to his senses, released his thumb, and let his other four fingers glide across the gun barrel. His inner energy surged forth, rising like a dragon to the tip of the blade, and the gun head spewed out blue-purple lightning.

Twist your waist, thrust your hips, release your hands, use the Qi Observation Technique to steer, and lift up the fiery landscape along the way, throwing out a thunderous and fiery azure dragon!
Tiger Soul Javelin, its strike is as swift as a dragon!
"It's finished."

Feng Ying'er was about to run away when she was immediately terrified and her hair stood on end.

I felt like I was stuck in the shadows, unable to move forward or backward, not knowing what to do.

The soul had just left the body again, and the senses were further impaired. Only by looking back could one have a chance to judge the location and dodge.

But if she turns around, she will be pierced through the heart by the lightning spear!
How to do?
bet!
Having cultivated for thirty-five years, Feng Ying'er is by no means an indecisive person.

She immediately flipped over and swooped down, a bolt of lightning flashing across her forehead.

The bet was right!
Feng Ying'er, whose skin was covered in goosebumps, suddenly looked delighted.

Then, suddenly his eyes widened, and he stared blankly!
A pretty face paired with eyes that looked like they were about to bulge out.

So incongruous!

She paused for a moment, then slowly turned her head, her hair scattered messily in the wind.

A face as deep and still as a still pool was pressed against her back!

Feng Ying'er greatly underestimated Meng Chuan's speed and agility.

puff!

Crimson sprayed out three meters in the darkness, and blood-red peonies bloomed on its back.

With a forceful twist, Meng Chuan slowly pulled out the fist blade that was stuck in her back!
Feng Ying'er felt cold and damp all over, and was filled with regret for accepting Li Xiao's mission.

Her spine was shattered, and she was now like a lump of mud.

He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

It's too late for regrets now!
Tread
Blood was stuck to the soles of the shoes, making them sticky and stringy.

Meng Chuan slowly walked to her side, bent down, and reached out to touch her waist.

It was a yellow purse embroidered with three sunflowers.

One could sense from the aura that this item was a storage treasure, just like the waist token in his hand.

The moment their fingertips touched, Meng Chuan suddenly turned around and sprang into action!
His body leaned back as if jumping through a ring of fire in the opposite direction, and his left arm behind his back exerted force, his fist blade bringing thunderous sound in the air as it slashed towards the neck of the second enemy!

Someone was hiding in the shadows, and only when he "touched the corpse" did he finally reveal a trace of his presence!
"Another master of demonic arts, and one skilled in assassination and concealment."

Meng Chuan felt a momentary tremor in his heart, then his expression turned cold.

The fist blade and a semi-circular blood blade collided instantly!

boom!
Due to the limited power generation posture, the body is thrown forward with the spine facing downward.

Meng Chuan's body was thrown away by the force of inertia, and a bloody gash was deeply lodged in his shoulder blade.

It glided along the ground, flying a hundred meters away, and caught the Tiger Soul Javelin halfway through its flight, its tip embedded in the ground.

He gripped the spear stuck in the ground and slid backward for dozens of meters.

The tip of the Tiger Soul Blade tore through the ground, scattering dazzling sparks, and only then was the rapidly retreating figure brought to a stop.

As he stood up, clutching the Tiger Soul, Meng Chuan glanced at the bloody gash on his shoulder out of the corner of his eye.

A deep red and black aura rose from the wound, locked in a fierce battle with Bai Ting.

The ferocious aura gradually coalesced around his body, and his mind raced, instantly recognizing the nature of this technique.
It was a long time ago, but he will never forget this part of his memory.

Long ago, Li Xiao killed everyone in the police station and the former captain inside the [Dragon Demon's Nest].

That crimson sword light!
This person is Li Xiao!
impossible.

Meng Chuan denied it in a split second.

Li Xiao couldn't possibly be only at this level; he had experienced the power of a grandmaster firsthand and was still apprehensive about it.

"So, this is the disciple of the Lord of the Demon Summoning Hall?"

Li Xiao's disciple?

I'm going to die here today!

Rumble!
Thunder lifted him up, and Meng Chuan was close to the enemy in an instant.

At that moment, the instant their toes touched the ground, the scene before their eyes rapidly changed, transforming into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It felt as if I was being tossed about in a crimson wave, with a pungent smell of blood!

Meng Chuan looked up and saw a figure in black leather armor hovering on the sea surface. The figure was diving slightly and approaching at a terrifying speed that surpassed sound.

In his pupils, the sea of ​​blood and waves shattered with a deafening roar, and a blood dragon rose from the seabed, followed by a blur.
The Demonic Realm: A Sea of ​​Blood Raging!
The power of imagery is not exclusive to orthodox martial artists.

With this move from the opponent, no matter how many second-tier masters come, they will all die in this sea of ​​blood and turbid waves.

However, Meng Chuan had witnessed the true power of a Grandmaster, so how could he be blinded by this small sea of ​​blood?
The unwavering will to fight martial arts is enough to easily shatter this "illusory scene".

However, Meng Chuan did not do that.

Why?

Blood Sea is also a sea, and belongs to the water element in the Five Elements theory!
(End of this chapter)