Because the fatal injury of this leopard-type beast was a sword that Zheng Ming stabbed into her head, the fur of this leopard-type beast did not have any scars, and Zheng Ming held it in his hand, and this fur could still change color.

After taking a deep breath, Zheng Ming's eyes glanced at the golden kitten, and found that the fist-sized kitten, I don't know when, I honestly fell asleep on the ground.

The sleeping posture without the slightest ferocity is full of cute feelings.

It's a pity that this guy is also ferocious and tight, although he doesn't know what the relationship between this little golden cat and a leopard-type beast is, but this kind of dangerous little thing, he still shouldn't raise it well.

Zheng Ming, who cut off the trace of wanting to raise this little thing in his heart, after a moment of silence, he laid a circle of poison around him, then closed his eyes and quietly activated his internal qi.

With the passage of a meridian, Zheng Ming felt that his cultivation speed of the Red Sun Daqian was more than twice as fast as before.

The internal qi, which used to take half an hour to complete, now takes only a quarter of an hour to run for eighty-one days.

Moreover, Zheng Ming also found that in addition to the dantian that can store internal qi, the meridians that penetrate can actually store internal qi.

It's just that the amount of internal qi stored in this meridian is not large, and it is too far from the dantian.

However, through this penetrating meridian, the internal qi can be three-dimensional, and the fist can become the fist wind, and the sword can be the sword qi.

After the magic of the red sun filled the internal qi in his body, Zheng Ming stood up from the ground.

He looked at a large tree five feet in front of him and threw a fist into the air. The big tree. It shook instantly. Branches of different sizes fell like raindrops.

The little golden cat slept under the big tree, fluttering at the fallen branches, and after a while, he buried the fist-sized thing under the branches, but the little thing showed no signs of moving.

Zheng Ming ignored the little golden cat, but strolled towards the tree, and he gently stroked the part that was hit by his fist. A piece of bark that was three inches thick was taken in Zheng Ming's hand casually.

The bark was different from the bark that had just fallen, and it looked like it had shown signs of scorched dryness.

If it weren't for Zheng Ming knowing that there was no difference between this bark and the bark in other positions when he just struck, Zheng Ming would definitely not think that this was the bark that had just been peeled off the tree.

The red sun shines brightly, and a punch can make people burn themselves.

Zheng Ming didn't think it was bragging. It's just that my cultivation has not yet reached that level.

Zheng Ming, who was overjoyed that he had reached the eight-grade realm. Slowly cultivated the water-breaking sword technique.

Although this water-breaking sword technique, Zheng Ming's intention is different from the true intention of the fast sword, Zheng Ming just kept this sword technique in his heart.

But Zheng Ming, who has cultivated to the eighth grade, still gives people a feeling of sword qi in the slow exertion.

Especially when Zheng Ming poured all the internal qi into the Qingdian Sword, the sword wind that broke out of the sword directly cut off a small tree a zhang away.

The eighth and ninth grades are completely different realms.

It's just a pity that Zheng Ming practiced this water-breaking sword technique for a long time, and in the end he was only barely proficient.

The surging river is endless, this is the artistic conception of the broken water swordsmanship, but unfortunately this artistic conception Zheng Ming can't understand at the moment.

After practicing the last water breaking sword technique, Zheng Ming found that the sky was already dark. Who let him have the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, but he didn't dare to rush at night.

After drinking some water from the small black bottle and roasting some of the flesh of the leopard-type beast, Zheng Ming sat on the skin of the leopard-type beast and quietly cultivated.

I don't know if it's because of the notoriety of this leopard-type beast, Zheng Ming didn't receive any harassment that night.

However, when he finished his morning class in front of Chenyang and was about to leave, he found that the little golden cat was still asleep.

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In the edge of the nine thousand miles of wilderness, a young man in cloth clothes is striding forward, the young man is not too tall, but at this time it gives people a feeling of strength.

That's right, it's strong!

This young man is naturally Zheng Ming, this month's wild road has not only improved his cultivation to the eighth grade, but also made his momentum change a lot.

If Zheng Ming in the past seemed a little gentle and gentle, then today's Zheng Ming feels heroic.

The Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa not only made Zheng Ming's spiritual power make great progress, but also made Zheng Ming's body show a strange domineering.

Looking at the increasingly flat earth around him, Zheng Ming's mouth whistled gently, in his previous life, Zheng Ming had some research on whistling when he was a teenager.

But after being reborn, Zheng Ming, who was attracted by this world where martial arts were respected, had no time to whistle.

Nine thousand miles of wild road, in addition to killing, is lonely, so Zheng Ming didn't know when, so he picked up this kind of whistle.

The cheerful tone always makes people feel a little happy, and at the moment when the jasmine has not finished blowing, a purple leopard that has been hungry for several days suddenly rushed out of the grass and frantically.

Zheng Ming drew his sword, and when the purple spotted leopard was still five zhang away from him, he had already swung his sword.

This sword was not too fast, but with the swing of this sword, the purple spotted leopard that had already rushed to Zheng Ming's body was directly cut into two pieces from the middle.

The first style of the water cutting sword method is to draw the sword and cut the water flow!

This purple spotted leopard was originally a nine-rank fierce beast, and ordinary nine-rank martial artists were unwilling to entangle with such a fierce beast, but now, the sword in Zheng Ming's hand was cut in two by the vertical and horizontal sword qi before it was hit.

But at this moment, there was not much joy in Zheng Ming's eyes, because he had only reached the realm of proficiency in this style of drawing his sword and cutting off the flow of water.

If it weren't for the lack of intelligence of this purple spotted leopard, his sword would not have hurt this purple spotted leopard at all.

And at the moment when Zheng Ming killed the purple spotted leopard, a golden thread rushed out from a distance, and it quickly tore the purple spotted leopard's forehead with its small claws, and a soybean-sized Neidan was peeled out by it.

Then, this little thing quickly took the Naedan and came to Zheng Ming's approach.

Zheng Ming is naturally no stranger to this little thing. Looking at the little golden cat, there was no trace of blood at all, Zheng Ming shook his head gently.

However, at this time, the most in his heart was the question of the little golden cat, as long as this little thing was a high-grade fierce beast, it could almost dig out the inner dan from the forehead of these fierce beasts.

Although the most inferior beast, the Neidan it dug out was only the size of a grain of rice, but this was Neidan after all.

And Zheng Ming himself clearly remembered that before he met the little golden cat, he didn't dig out a Neidan. At that time, he killed a lot of fierce beasts, and even most of them surpassed the purple spotted leopards he was killing now.

A judgment that had already been formed in Zheng Ming's mind became more certain at this moment, that is, this kitten actually had the ability to gather the essence of the fierce beast into Neidan when killing the fierce beast.

Although the Inner Pill gathered by the little golden cat was a little worse in quality than the Inner Dan obtained by Zheng Ming by killing the fierce beast in the wilderness cultivation.

However, the increase in Neidan's cultivation of internal qi is indeed real.

This cute and cute golden kitten can be described as an amazing treasure. Looking at the golden cat's eyes, what was revealed was a golden kitten who was reluctant to touch, Zheng Ming couldn't help but have a feeling of wanting to laugh.

He waved his palm at the little golden cat, and the golden kitten immediately happily threw the inner dan in its front paws towards the void, and then its body flicked like a golden thread.

When the little golden cat landed on the ground again, the little Neidan had disappeared without a trace.

As for how the little golden cat swallowed Neidan into his stomach, Zheng Ming couldn't see any signs.

In the little golden cat's going, Zheng Ming's heart is actually entangled, although he really wants to subdue the little golden cat, but the little golden cat's attack on the leopard-type beast made Zheng Ming have concerns about the little golden cat.

Therefore, when the little golden cat was not awake that day, Zheng Ming chose to leave and let him fend for himself.

But this little golden cat found Zheng Ming at noon the day after Zheng Ming left, and then followed Zheng Ming all the time.

At the beginning, Zheng Ming was wary of this little golden cat, after all, although this thing was beautiful, it was also extremely ferocious.

But I have to admit that the company of this little golden cat still made Zheng Ming have a lot of fun along the way.

Especially when he walked to the most majestic mountain area of the forbidden area, Zheng Ming encountered a giant eagle with a large body, wings spread, and a radius of ten zhang.

The cyan giant eagle is not only extremely fast, but also able to spit out a wind knife with a length in its sharp beak.

When Zheng Ming saw the cyan giant eagle again, he happened to see the cyan giant eagle chasing a purple giant lion with two heads.

The two heads of the giant lion, one can spit wind, the other can spit fire, the wind and fire converge, and the power is earth-shattering.

But just like that, the two-headed giant lion was still spit out by the cyan giant eagle's wind knife, and the two heads were cut off.

Facing the wind knife that could cut the boulder open, Zheng Ming felt that the sword qi he had just formed was not worth mentioning at all.

And when the giant eagle noticed him, the little golden cat turned into a golden light, attracting the attention of the cyan giant eagle.

Although, the hole cards in Zheng Ming's hand made him not have to be afraid of the cyan giant eagle at all, but in Zheng Ming's feelings, he felt that he owed the little golden cat a lot of things.

"Little one, I'm leaving this wild place, if you're willing to come with me, let's leave here together, if not, let's go our separate ways?"

After pondering for a while, Zheng Ming finally made up his mind. He knew that what he said, the little golden cat could understand. (To be continued.) )