Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 23 Xuan-level Kung Fu
"Om-!"

The golden hoop suddenly tightened, and the golden light surged.

The blue-eyed snow fox froze instantly, its limbs trembling violently as it let out a low growl of pain.

However, it still did not surrender, and there was a crazy light flashing in its eyes.

"Evil beast, you still dare to resist?"

Chu Ning gritted his teeth and chanted the spell again, his finger gestures changing rapidly.

"Golden Hoop Curse, Forbidden!"

"boom!"

The light of the golden hoop burst out completely.

The blue-eyed snow fox was struggling constantly, and the power of the golden hoop curse was gradually eroding its soul.

The blue-eyed snow fox howled towards the sky, its body shaking violently.

The next moment, its body shrank rapidly!
It wanted to resist, but found that every time it struggled, cold sweat broke out on Chu Ning's forehead.

——The pain is shared?
A hint of hesitation flashed in the snow fox's scarlet eyes.

Chu Ning took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and said in a low voice: "Stop struggling, otherwise we will all get hurt."

The snow fox trembled all over, hatred, fear and confusion intertwined, but in the end, it fell to the ground weakly and slowly closed its eyes.

At that moment, Chu Ning finally felt that the power of the golden hoop curse began to truly restrain this proud spirit beast.

"Whoosh!"

A white light flashed, and the originally ferocious snow fox turned into a furry little white fox, only the size of a palm.

It had a look of fear in its eyes and curled up on the ground, unable to even stand steadily.

Chu Ning reached out and grabbed it, but the little white fox didn't struggle at all. Instead, it rolled around obediently in his palm.

Then, it gently licked Chu Ning's palm, squinted its eyes, and looked extremely enjoyable.

"Uh?"

Chu Ning was stunned.

The little white fox jumped onto his shoulder again, circled around his neck, and then rubbed his face gently with its head.

It had completely lost its previous frenzy, and even... had a hint of dependence.

The corners of Chu Ning's mouth twitched slightly.

"This... the effect of the Golden Hoop Curse seems a bit too much?"

The Red Flame Tiger watched coldly from the side. Seeing Chu Ning taming a proud fox so easily, a strange look flashed in his golden eyes.

It let out a low roar, as if it was wary of the golden hoop in Chu Ning's hand.

"How about it?"

Chu Ning smiled and looked at the Red Flame Tiger, "Do you want to try it too?"

The red flame tiger roared, turned around and walked towards the cave, as if expressing its disdain.

Chu Ning laughed and reached out to touch the little white fox's soft fur.

"Yes, this transaction is a complete profit."

Chu Ning laughed, turned around and strode away.

The bloody smell of the Burning Flame Valley gradually dissipated, the firelight reflected on the rocks, and the air was still filled with the aftertaste of scorched earth and killing.

Chu Ning walked slowly towards Wang Li's body, stepping on the messy ground.

Wang Li's head had already rolled to the side, and his face still showed the fear and unwillingness before death. His body fell on the ground with his back, and blood dyed the broken hunting armor red.

Chu Ning frowned and glanced at Wang Li's body. Suddenly, his gaze stopped at Wang Li's chest.

The collar of the shirt bulged slightly, as if hiding something.

"Ok?"

Chu Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly squatted down, and reached out to Wang Li's chest.

When his palm touched the collar of his clothes, he felt a thick book.

With a slight movement in his heart, he pulled it hard and took it out of Wang Li's arms.

The cover of the book is dark, with a faint ancient luster on it, and a few vigorous and powerful words are engraved on the cover.

"The Art of Splitting the Sky and Flying Shadows"!
Xuan-level intermediate flying technique!

Chu Ning's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"It's actually a flying technique?"

He couldn't help but take a breath, and a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

How precious is the flying technique?

Even the lowest level of flying skills are inheritances that are highly valued by major sects and families, and are simply difficult for ordinary people to access.

It seems that the ancestor of the Wang family really spent a lot of money to obtain the blue-eyed snow fox.

"It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all!"

Chu Ning clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely excited.

If he could master this technique, he would have an unparalleled advantage in battle.

Whether it is chasing, escaping, or crossing dangerous areas, it will become easy.

Chu Ning couldn't bear it any longer, so he lowered his consciousness and communicated with the Hunyuan Divine Order.

[Hunyuan Divine Order, advance payment of "Sky-Splitting Flying Shadow Art"! ]

However, the divine command's response left him momentarily stunned. [The Golden Hoop Curse has not yet paid its price, so new skills cannot be advanced.]

"what?!"

Chu Ning was suddenly startled, and his mind exploded.

He instantly remembered that he had just advanced the Golden Hoop Curse, and the price to repay...

One hundred ounces of gold! One year of life!
"Damn it!"

The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by a moment of collapse.

He thought he could master the art of flying immediately and improve his strength.

But now...

The Hunyuan Divine Order actually stuck him!

"One hundred taels of gold... this is no small sum! Even a year of life is incredibly valuable!"

Chu Ning's heart sank and his expression changed.

For ordinary people, this is a fortune that is enough to make them rich.

But for him, this is a heavy yoke.

He frowned and looked down at the corpse on the ground with a flickering look in his eyes.

"A person like Wang Li should have some savings, right?"

Thinking of this, he immediately began to search.

He started groping from Wang Li's belt and soon found a heavy bag of money.

When they opened it, they found several taels of gold and dozens of taels of silver notes inside.

Chu Ning frowned slightly, a hint of disappointment showing on his face.

"That's all?"

He did not give up and continued to search Wang Li's body.

Unfortunately, apart from a few low-level protective magic weapons and a few bottles of elixirs, there are nothing else of value.

"It seems that this guy is not as rich as he seems."

Chu Ning shook his head, stood up, and looked at the corpses around him.

In addition to Wang Li, other warriors of the Wang family hunting team also fell in a pool of blood.

Chu Ning searched one by one without any hesitation.

However, half an hour later, his expression became increasingly ugly.

He searched everyone's purses, and the total amount of gold and silver he found was less than twenty taels of gold!

The rest were mostly two hundred taels of silver and some low-level cultivation resources.

Chu Ning looked at this little bit of savings and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"These guys usually show off their power and spend lavishly, but I never thought that after they die, all they can show off is just this."

He felt emotional in his heart, but his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Well, since the Wang family won't leave me any gold, I'll try to find a way from other parts of the Wang family."

He looked up outside the Black Wind Forest, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He collected his spoils and turned to leave.

The flames of the Burning Flame Valley illuminated his figure, and behind him was a devastated sea of ​​corpses and blood.

……

At the same time, in the Wang Family Ancestral Hall.

The dim eternal lamps swayed, illuminating the spirit tablets enshrined in the hall.

Suddenly, a soul lamp placed in the center suddenly went out.

"boom!"

Wang Li's name was dim, symbolizing his death.

Inside the hall, the expressions of many elders of the Wang family suddenly changed, and a skinny figure sitting at the top slowly opened his eyes.

"Wang Li, dead?"

The voice was low and filled with a cold chill.

"Ancestor..." an elder whispered, "It's Wang Li."

Wang Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp, and murderous intent suddenly rose from his body.

"I want to see who has the guts to kill my direct descendants."

He slowly stood up, formed seals with his hands, and a gloomy blood mist emerged from his palms.

"The Blood Puppet Guards of the Blood Refining Hall have been dormant for a long time. It's time to wake them up."

As his voice fell, an ancient bronze coffin slowly opened deep in the hall.

"Roar--"

A pair of scarlet pupils opened in the darkness.

"No matter who you are, you killed my royal bloodline, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, several figures soared into the sky and rushed towards the direction of Fenyan Valley!

(End of this chapter)