The powerful light of courage surrounds the heaven and earth, and between this unique heaven, there is a five-layer ball of spirit energy with different lusters, which is the most important part of the body, which is equivalent to the root of life, the pill of courage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When each time the strength is upgraded, it changes in different ways, and the main change, in addition to the hardness of the outer quality, is the enlargement of the volume.

The pills in the boy's body were expanding and then shrinking, undulating back and forth with each other in an endless cycle. This means that it will progress, it will change, it will become the horse that has escaped from the stiffness, leaping between the vast world of the world of courage and energy, looking at the mountains and running forward like a dead horse.

Once it has been inflated and shaped again, it is truly upgraded. But at this critical moment, the operation of its first step is actually an unimaginable difficulty, transformed into the pain of the body, and this is only the warrior himself who has truly experienced its invincible process can deeply understand this true feeling.

Sitting in the heavenly realm of the great fire, Zihong stood still with his eyes closed and maintained a posture of cultivation, in fact, everything in his body and skin was indeed suffering from the pain and pain caused by the pain.

He must remain calm and maintain the illusion of painlessness, because only in this way can he be a normal image of a qualified warrior, and if he can't even endure this kind of suffering, then his future road will not be long.

The divine mind was completely still, and Zihong seemed to be sitting in the middle of the sea of fire, and the raging waves of flames were constantly stirring up around him, terrifying enough to swallow all matter. The scorching temperature, in this hot environment, has reached a high temperature of more than 10,000 degrees, which is a kind of heat that can exceed the yang.

The magical boy still stands majestically above the fire and water, like a standing young man, walking on the normal path between heaven and earth, and he seems to be the son of the sun, and only he can maintain calm and insoluble in this high temperature.

The swirling black smoke suddenly rose in all directions, and the hot fire water flowed under his feet, although it was really hot and hot below, but the young man was not afraid, he was hot and forcibly hot, and walked towards it.

He stood in the middle of the sea of fire, unsinkable, like a piece of paper or a leaf on the surface of the sea, walking slowly as if it was floating forward, the overwhelming pressure of the high temperature, as if to burn the air around him, and complete the world that turned into fire.

Rolling sweat dripping down, he wiped the sweat from his face, and kept walking forward, with every step, he could hear the terrifying sound that sparked into his ears, it was the sound of fire and water burning through his body and skin, and the burning power was transmitted into Zihong's body.

All kinds of pain caused by the burning heat made him feel chills and chills on his back, and the terrible feeling made the real heat not felt, he could only feel the cold in his heart, which came from the back of his back.

This fiery pain is an eternal certainty, and when he is fully accustomed to this rhythm of pain, he will continue to move forward unstoppably until he reaches the other side where he wants to go.

However, when I came to the fire of this kind of experience, it seems unrealistic, illogical and common sense to have only such a few obstacles in front of me, because every level of enlightenment after entering the sainthood is extremely difficult and unimaginable.

The fire was raging, the smoke was rising, and the boy kept coming out of the demonic black smoke bush and re-entering, and then walking out again, walking forward with the fiery red liquid.

The infinite ocean of firepower, as if it is really boundless, I don't know how many times I have gone, in Zihong's feeling at this moment, it seems that it has been walking for 10,000 years, and it is still a boundless sea of fire, and the more he continues to walk forward, there is a negative feeling that he can't get out, which makes his confidence darker.

Like a calm ocean, a breeze blew, sweeping away the two strands of green silk on his forehead, so that he received a slight feeling of enjoyment, although only slightly, it was incomparably comfortable and smooth.

Poof, a terrifying wave of fire rose into the sky, and out of it came a hideous red-scaled monster, its skin could withstand the heat, roared open its fanged mouth, and pounced on the boy, trying to swallow it into his mouth.

He suddenly felt a hint of coldness in his hand, and when he looked down, he somehow held a long red sword, the body of which seemed to be made of red crystal, radiating a fierce red light from the inside out.

He flexibly avoided the monster's pounce, and his huge body like a cow swooped down, smashing into a huge pit, and the ripples on the fire surface were one by one, spreading into a circle and going away.

The young man who raised his sword and made a powerful move forward, Zihong stabbed the good monster's butt with flames with a sword, and the sword pierced through the red and brought out the rolling hot green blood, like strong acid-like blood, dripped into the sea of flames along the blade, and immediately made a sizzling sound, and the demon smoke was everywhere.

The giant monster with a roar of rage turned around, and then pounced, and its sharp claws slapped down angrily, pressing down on the young man's head. Feeling the sudden wind pressure, Zihong was not in a hurry or dry, and avoided the slapping of the beast's claws so lightly, but looking at all his movements, they were normal and slow.

The speed difference between the two was strange and unreasonable, but it did happen, because the boy didn't use a trace of strength and movement beyond the physical range.

The monster struck a blow, and with the complete devotion of anger and strength, the huge scaly brain plunged deep into the flames, revealing only the huge body below the neck. The monster's entire body was like a bear, literally clad in the armor of a burning crocodile, and its head was like a black yak.

The beast is strange and thousands, it does not have the slightest sense of courage, it is completely a kind of fire object, Zihong knows that this is in the ocean of cultivation, it is a kind of illusion beyond the reality, so everything in front of him cannot be said by common sense.

Without a trace of mercy, his violent murderous intent suddenly rose, and he clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, flipped the bloody iron blade over his head, and stabbed towards the fierce tiger.

A shocking sound of piercing the skin rose, and Zihong continued to use all her strength, pressing down the hilt of the sword, and stabbing continuously, every inch of the sword could produce huge resistance, and bring this kind of humming sound that shocked the nerves.

On the hands that clenched the hilt of the sword, there was a sinuous tendon, and he kept the hilt completely inserted into the flesh of the monster, and he could no longer move for a while, so he stabilized his strength to continue to kill, so he dared to turn his body tightly and hold the sword again.

With a startling sound, the cold light blade cut through half of the beast's skin, cutting out the flying flesh in the neck, and a huge red stream of blood slammed out, shooting the young man's face and body. **

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