In front of this old man, all his concealment was of no use. Although this old man's profound skills were not necessarily stronger than the dragon general, he was much purer than the dragon general, with almost no impurities. Therefore, Xiao Qiufeng did not dare to neglect, and the Dragon Change Heart Art has quietly moved.

The lush forest, with a little silence and indifference, the moment when Xiao Qiufeng's body leaps, the transformed dragon shape has already caused the entire space here to be filled with endless killing, which is also forced to be helpless.

The Dragon Change Heart Art was originally born for killing, and the Dragon God back then was like Xiao Qiufeng, who were all those who increased their energy from killing, or because they had the same physique, that was the spirit of martial arts, so they just happened to try to practice the Dragon Change Heart Art.

"Dragon Change Heart Art!"

The old Taoist priest was a little shocked. He was not unfamiliar with the Dragon Change Heart Art, or he was still familiar with it. He didn't think that this young man would actually cultivate this unique martial art to such an incredible level.

During his life, the strength of this young man has indeed exceeded his expectations.

Even though he knew the power of the Dragon Change Heart Art, the old Taoist priest did not give in. His body was covered with an unparalleled domineering momentum, and his fallen leaves rose everywhere. The wild and powerful force formed a vast sea of ​​oceans, surrounding Xiao Qiufeng. Even if he had a dragon body, he felt the supreme pressure.

The old woman next to her looked back at the old man who was staring attentively, and asked in confusion: "Old man, Xiao Feng's figure seems to be as good as Mai Fei, I seem to see his shadow."

No matter how many changes are, some potential things will always exist, and the bloodline of the Xiao family is still full of domineering and arrogance.

"Returning to Dreams-----" The old Taoist priest looked proud and suddenly passed away, becoming a mysterious trace. This martial art that Xiao Qiufeng had never heard of was shown in front of him for the first time and entered the realm of no edge. Xiao Qiufeng's cultivation was shocking, but although this old Taoist priest was not good-looking, his strong internal strength also surprised Xiao Qiufeng.

"Dragon Breaks the Sky-----" feels the sharp momentum. Xiao Qiu's dragon shape changes again, and his evolutionary dragon shape. He opens his teeth and dances his claws, becoming the overlord of the sky. He looks down at the earth and the people.

One yellow and one red are in the air, and the "boom" sounds are endless. Several of the closest century-old trees have become broken branches and leaves. They are in a mess, and a deep earth-shaking trench also presents new cracks. This earth-shaking momentum can definitely make people stunned.

Just as Xiao Qiufeng turned around and was about to drink the second style of the Dragon Change Heart Technique, Long Die Tian, ​​the old Taoist priest had already released the true strength of the whole body. The winner was not decided, and the old man had already stopped.

"I believe that you are Mai Fei's son." The old Taoist priest actually smiled with his relatives and said, "There are people who have the Earthly Vein of the Martial Soul or one in ten thousand. But those who can practice the Dragon Transformation Heart Art to become more beautiful. I believe that only you Xiao family, boy, can tie me. I believe that you have few opponents in the world."

Once admitted, the old Taoist priest had a much more casual attitude. He shouted at Xiao Qiufeng and walked to Huo Feining. He said in a very unhappy voice: "Old Man Huo, you have such an excellent grandson. It's really profitable. It seems that the promise that year can be realized in their generation."

Huo Feining smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk about this later. Let's go see Xiaohe first!"

Xiaohe is Xiao Qiufeng’s nickname.

When Xiaohe mentioned, the old Taoist priest became very serious. He turned to Xiao Qiufeng and said, "Come on, look at your mother. Alas, to be honest, her functions are getting weaker and weaker, and I don't know how long she can last."

Xiao Qiufeng rushed forward quickly, followed the old Taoist priest and entered the temple. The temple seemed to have no incense for a long time. All the buildings in the area were dilapidated, but the front hall was cleaned quite clean, and the two huge incense pillars lightly raised clouds and smoke, dotted with tranquil loneliness.

A Buddha statue of no one knows what age it was, standing tall with a little solemnity, but the old Taoist priest passed by behind the Buddha statue. There was no way out for the alley a few meters away. However, when he saw his hand pressing his hand towards the wall, there was a "squeak" sound on the ground, and an authentic hole had appeared.

As they got closer, Xiao Qiufeng became more and more excited. They had already arrived in a basement. Under the flashing fire of several candles, illuminating the middle of the stone chamber, the only stone bed, before people got close, the biting chill was already surging around them. At this moment, Xiao Qiufeng realized why the two old men would carry cotton clothes with them in such a hot day.

The faint cold light had condensed into smoke and rose up. On the stone bed, a very quiet woman was lying quietly. At first glance, she looked like she was only in her thirties, but her temples were stained with white white, which made people feel a little unbearable pity.

The familiar summons have a natural connection. Xiao Qiufeng slowly approached, and his feet were getting stronger and stronger. This was the ten months of pregnancy. Although he had never met him for more than 20 years, they were connected by blood.

There seemed to be no emotional fluctuation. Xiao Qiufeng slowly squatted down beside the bed and asked softly: "How is my mother's condition?"

But the old Taoist priest looked at Xiao Qiufeng in surprise and shook his head helplessly. Of course, he had already felt the strong killing and anger from the tone of this young man, but he was suppressing it at this moment.

"Your mother was a black demon hand when she was first acquiring the black demon hand. This is a very vicious magic skill. Over the years, I have often used the skills to relieve the toxicity of his body. In the first few years, he would wake up from time to time, but the death of your father and your disappearance made her feel as if she had no will to survive. I barely prolonged her survival." Recently, for three years, she has not been awake."

No wonder the old man of the Huo family said that his mother was a living dead person. She had not woken up for three years and was like being hibernated. Apart from having a tone, she was no different from a dead person.

"Who's the one who attacked my mother?"

The old Taoist priest said softly: "The cultivation of the Demon Hand is insane. Fortunately, when your mother was attacked, the man had not yet achieved great success. Otherwise, don't say that your mother had left a breath at this moment, even the bones had turned into ashes. This kind of martial art has never appeared again for so many years."

Xiao Qiufeng's body moved, and the old Taoist priest felt it and said, "Your Dragon Change Heart Art may be useful. You can try it, but remember, don't force it too much, otherwise not only can you not stand it, but your mother will also lose her last chance."

Sihai had dispersed, Xiao Qiufeng closed his eyes, held the woman's ice-like hand, gently stroked it, then helped it up and placed it on his face. This is the warmth of his mother, but he could not get it.

The internal strength of the Dragon Break Heart Art has slowly penetrated from her hands, flowing like a stream, and heat energy penetrated, slowly entering his limbs and veins. The black energy has gathered like a floating worm in her mother's body, swallowing every part of energy and heat.

When the heat dissipated, these worms slowly calmed down under the influence of the aura of the ice bed. As the human body hibernated, the old Taoist priest said nothing wrong. Even if she could only wake up her mother, she would have endured the attack of this black demon worm with the last touch of vitality.

Xiao Qiufeng reluctantly put away his true strength, his heart was already hurting, and he buried his head in the woman's body, and tears gushed out.

"Mother, mother, have you heard it? It's me, your son, calling you to wake up, open your eyes, and see that the child has grown up--------" This silent call came from the heart and penetrated into the woman's heart. Xiao Qiufeng believed that even if he was sleeping, his mother could still hear it.

Xiao Qiufeng sat here alone for three hours. When he came out, two old men were drinking at the stone table under the ancient tree. The old woman obviously had already cried just now. Such sad days had almost accompanied her for decades. She felt so heartbroken when she watched her daughter sleep like a dead person.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will save my mother. No matter who it is, I will make him die a bad death no matter who dares to hurt my mother."

The old Taoist priest sighed helplessly when he saw this man full of killing. Although he was not in the world, looking at the hatred of this evil star man, he couldn't help but feel sad for those who would die at his hands, but he changed people's destiny.

"Qiufeng, don't be so cynical. Over the years, in order to save your mother, I have thought of many ways. There is a mental method that may completely remove the black demon toxins on your mother-------" Xiao Qiufeng was happy and asked, "What mental method?"

"I just saw from the classical martial arts that many martial arts in the world have been lost. The name of this kind of mental method is called Xingguang. It seems that no one has ever used it. Therefore, it is probably not easy to find it. Sometimes, what is needed is opportunity and it is hard to come by. I have searched for many martial arts methods and checked it. There is no mantra for this kind of mental method, only a sentence that looks like a poem but not a poem-------"

"The stars shine brightly on the world, the dream is reborn, the yin and yang are blended, and the power is boundless."
Chapter completed!