"You should face all your difficulties and sufferings by yourself, but I will give you guidance in cultivation, and I will also help you with advice in a timely manner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOf course, these are all on the basis of being able to help you improve your cultivation. Your current situation is indeed a bit difficult, I have already helped you think of a way to get out, you can rest for three more days, don't rush to cultivate, and I will tell you what to do when the time comes. ”

got the answer of Cang Roar, and Zhao Hong returned to the present world.

"The master is right, the road of martial arts is to overcome obstacles in order to advance bravely, and I haven't fallen into a mortal situation yet. Everything can be done on my own. ”

After Cang Roar created the world, he summed up his cultivation path and passed it on to future generations, so the martial arts practiced by the gods and demons in later generations were actually the same method left by Cang Roar, so there was this kind of hierarchy from shallow to deep.

Otherwise, the world is so big, and everyone's circumstances are different, so how can everyone cultivate in this way?

It is precisely because everyone practices in the same way that there is a difference between genius and waste.

To put it bluntly, there are people who are suitable and some people who are not suitable, and those who are suitable are geniuses, and those who are not suitable are wastes. Except for a few people who are really congenitally deficient, physically handicapped or mentally retarded, the rest of the people are actually almost the same in nature, and even if they are really geniuses, they are very few.

Now Zhao Hong reshapes his body with the power of the dream god, and the foundation is different from the past. And what Cang Roar teaches is also different from those martial artists in the Zhao clan.

Zhao Hong's master inherited the roar, naturally he needed to re-lay the foundation and re-perceive, all the past cultivation and comprehension were all invalid, and they could only start over.

Zhao Hong was born in a big family and understands the importance of mentorship.

Besides, the current Zhao Hong is no different from an ordinary person, and it is not impossible not to start all over again.

After three days of rest, Zhao Hong roared like a dream god.

I thought it would appear in the stone room, but I didn't expect it to be in a different place today.

Zhao Hong appeared in a plain.

Black clouds rolled in the dark purple sky, and the ground was full of rubble and red earth, and there was a fragmented scene everywhere.

It feels very weird.

"I'm going to teach you how to practice today, because your body has been completely remodeled, so you need to start all over again. I'm going to tell you a set of methods for exercising the body, and you can just practice it diligently when you return to this world. Practice step by step, and soon you will be able to enter the transformation of energy. What I want to teach you today is a martial art that can help you get out of trouble in the near future, and you have to concentrate on comprehending it. ”

As soon as Cang Roar's words were finished, the scene in front of Zhao Hong changed.

What was once an empty place suddenly became a battlefield.

A warrior in black armor stood beside Zhao Hong with a single knife in his hand.

"Take a closer look at the black armor man's moves, this is the introductory martial art I want to teach you, the Broken Rock Knife. The power of this martial art varies from person to person, and if it is not used well, it is a human-level inferior product, and it is not even in the stream, so it cannot be called a martial art. If it is used well, it can completely exert the power of the heaven-level high-grade martial arts, and even surpass the so-called grade. The power is immeasurable. ”

Zhao Hong saw the surrounding situation clearly, the black-armored warriors were surrounded by countless enemies, and the enemy was shrinking the formation, the front row was many warriors holding giant shields, looking at the approaching posture step by step, it was obvious that they were preparing to capture the black-armored warriors alive.

Zhao Hong also fell into the siege with the black-armored warriors.

The black-armored warrior was very calm, holding a single knife and killing the enemy.

With a stab of his hand, the black-armored warrior's single blade pierced through the giant shield, killing an enemy soldier.

Then the hand of the black-armored warrior seemed to turn into a phantom, stabbing one after another with a speed that Zhao Hong couldn't see, blocking the fall of the front row of shield battles.

The enemy army is also well-trained and fearless to death.

Seeing that the black-armored soldiers were so brave and knew that there was no hope of survival, the enemy commander gave an order, and the enemy army began to attack.

"The general has an order! Whoever beheads Zhao Yan will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

"The general has an order! Whoever beheads Zhao Yan will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

"The general has an order! Whoever beheads Zhao Yan will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As the so-called heavy reward, there must be brave men!

"Knock! knock!"

The earth-shattering drums sounded, and the enemy attacked the black-armored warriors as if they were willing to die.

"Kill!"

Although Zhao Hong was also under siege, the strange thing was that everyone just desperately attacked the black-armored warriors as if they didn't see Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong was stunned as he watched from the sidelines.

Zhao Hong couldn't see the depth of the black armor. But what the black-armored warriors have exerted from beginning to end is the strength of a master of chemical strength.

It is comparable to Zhao Hong's strength when he participated in the competition that day.

Zhao Hong secretly analyzed that if he fell into such an encirclement, the enemy would be just as brave.

As a result, he used his bleak wind fist to kill countless enemy soldiers, and then he was physically exhausted, captured alive by the enemy, or died in the chaos, and it was impossible to fight his way out of the encirclement alone.

Of course, this is when the masters and strong in the enemy army do not make a move, and the enemy is not afraid of death.

Zhao Hong followed the black-armored warriors all the way and rushed to kill in the battlefield.

Take a closer look at the martial arts of the Black-Armored Warriors.

From beginning to end, the single sword in the hands of the black-armored warrior was only slashing and stabbing, without flashy moves, not even using the power that high-level martial arts should have, not to mention the magic that Zhao Hong's Bleak Wind Fist used to attract the power of heaven and earth for his own use.

It's a slash, a stab, a slash, a stab. Repeated, unremarkable, but unstoppable.

Obviously surrounded and killed by countless enemy troops, the sound of war drums and the shouts of the enemy resounded in the sky.

But the sneering sound of the black-armored warrior swinging his sword seemed to be harsher than these sounds.

Riots began in the enemy camp where only one person was killed.

"The Divine Power Army stepped forward!"

"Divine power is invincible! God is invincible!"

The enemy troops separated, and a team of more than a hundred people appeared.

Everyone was heavily armoured and armed with a giant axe.

From Zhao Hong's point of view, you can only see the people in the front row, and they are all masters of chemical strength!

In some small countries around Shanjun, this kind of strength is enough to command an army.

The black-armored warriors were unmoved.

Still repeating the slashing and stabbing blows, he fought his way through the crowd and rushed towards the Shenwei Army.

The Divine Mighty Army let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and slaughtered the black-armored warriors one after another.

The black-armored warrior kept the knife in his hand.

It's still chopping and stabbing.

Like slashing those ordinary soldiers, one by one, the lives of the enemies of the constant reapers.

It seems that these magic masters are no different from ordinary people.

Zhao Hong also found at this time that the strength of these transformation masters was indeed not good.

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