"Very good, very good, don't stop, just hold it like this, or your magic will be sucked back into the meridians. ”。

When Luo Kong heard what the fritters said, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, just this moment of severe pain had made him feel like he had fallen into the melting pot of hell, and now he was going to roll in this melting pot again, soaking for an hour or two, it was really killing him.

However, Luo Kong also knows that this is also a matter of no way, there is a good saying: if you want to be noble before others, you will suffer after you win people, and if Luo Kong wants to be noble from the mouth of the black dragon in the future, he can only suffer more sins now.

The magic continued to pour in from the hole that Luo Kong drilled out, and slowly, Luo Kong's right hand began to swell, and the color also turned into a bright jade color, Luo Kong looked at his hand, as if he saw the crystal sugar bun in his hometown.

The worst thing is that Luo Kong feels that his right hand is like a high bomb, completely out of his control, and it may detonate at any time.

"Uh-a-!!".

Rakku screamed in pain, trying to scream out all the pain.

But the pain seemed to have taken root, and not only could not roar, but grew bigger and bigger on his body.

Luo Kong could only scream in pain, not daring to stop, and continued to pour magic power into his body.

Soon, Luo Kong's palm was filled with his magic power. But before he could be happy, the magic that had been gushing out of the meridians began to flow back.

"Quick, make holes in the meridians of your arms!!".

Luo Kong didn't dare to stop, he once again condensed the spiritual power needle.

The meridians on the arm are more tenacious than the palm of the hand, and the spiritual power needle, which was extremely sharp before, is now like a wheat mang piercing the hard rock, and the sharpness and hardness are no longer what they used to be.

Luo Kong gritted his teeth, he thought to himself:

"If you succeed, you will die, so why hesitate?"

With a twist in his heart, he condensed two more spiritual power needles, and at the same time doubled the spiritual power output of the three spiritual power needles.

Three spiritual power needles pierced Luo Kong's meridians at the same time, and the pain increased several times compared to before, and the extreme pain made Luo Kong almost breathless.

Luo Kong's right arm also began to swell like a palm, and the intense pain hit Luo Kong in waves like a tide.

After the arm, the number of mental power needles increased to nine, and the mental power output on each needle also increased again.

After half an hour, with more severe pain, Luo Kong's upper body had completely turned into a crystal clear white jade, and he sat on the ground, his legs kicking the ground into a puddle.

At the same time, the magic power on Luo Kong's body came to its peak, and every magic power outlet was constantly flowing back to the magic power, and Luo Kong's body was like a balloon, draining those magic power back into the meridians.

"Akong, continue!!! Now is the most critical moment, open up the meridians of the whole body in one go. ”。

Luo Kong roared angrily, and eighteen spiritual power needles were inserted into his lower body at the same time.

The magic power poured into Luo Kong's lower body like a flood that burst the embankment, but Luo Kong's screams could no longer be heard, because Luo Kong's throat was also filled with his magic power at this time, and he could no longer make a sound.

Luo Kong's tears poured out of his eyes, not because he was too sad or too painful, but because the magic had poured into Luo Kong's eyes, forcing the tears in Luo Kong's eyes out.

"Now start compressing the mana in your body until your body shape returns to its original shape. ”。

When Luo Kong heard this, he immediately began to compress the magic power in his body.

Although this process is like compressing a brick into a grain of sand, which is difficult and incomparable, the volume of Luo Kong's magic power is actually shrinking step by step.

Youtiao stared at Luo Kong quietly, in his opinion, this seemed unexpected but reasonable, because the person who was doing this right now was Luo Kong.

In the eyes of the fritters, although Luo Kong's behavior is like walking on the tip of a knife now, there is nothing that Luo Kong, a person who shakes the tree with the power of an ant, can't do it, including walking on the tip of a knife.

Time flies like a white horse, passing without stopping.

Luo Kong's body was gradually changing back to its original state, the pain he was suffering was gradually subsiding, and Luo Kong's breath gradually began to stabilize at this moment.

The fritters saw that Luo Kong's breath was gradually returning to stability, and his heart seemed to have returned to stability.

It has nothing to do with whether you believe in him or not, this is a brother, and even if you believe in him, you will worry about him.

The magic power was gradually compressed into a liquid flowing between the muscles, and countless lights shone again, and Luo Kong knew that he should be in no danger for the time being.

"You've passed the most dangerous stage, and it's relatively easy to do now, but don't take it lightly, otherwise there will still be some inexplicable problems. There was also a hint of relaxation in the tone of the fritters, and he said:

"You can try to let the magic flow through your body now. ”。

Luo Kong understood that this was making the stagnant water flow, otherwise he would really become a puddle of stagnant water.

The process of flowing is surprisingly simple, as simple as breaking the calm of the lake, and the real difficulty is how to make those magic power flow freely in every direction according to Luo Kong's wishes, but Luo Kong is not worried, he knows that this is not something that can be completed overnight.

The magic power on Luo Kong's body was drained, half of it was sucked into his body, and the remaining half was dissipated into the air.

"Alright, you've got one more training program for the next step, work hard and try to get your magic flowing freely as soon as possible. ”。

Luo Kong touched his sweat all over his body, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's worthy of Xiao Lingguan, and torturing people really makes people can't die. I said fritters, have you ever passed the Xiaoling Pass?"

The fritters shook their heads playfully.

"Then why haven't you been?" Luo Kong continued to humiliate himself.

"You are stupid, strictly speaking, I am also a beast, the lord of all beasts, but the supreme of heaven and earth who is worshiped and respected by people, and the spiritual power has already entered all parts of the body, do you think I need to pass the small spirit pass?"

The corners of Luo Kong's mouth twitched, he looked at the fritters and said:

"I owe it, I didn't say that if I knew I wouldn't have said that. ”。

The fritters laughed and scolded and threw themselves at him, and one person and one dragon immediately scuffled together.

Suddenly, Luo Kong realized something, and he asked the fritters:

"What time is it, how long has it been?".

The fritters were suddenly stunned, and he said embarrassedly:

"Thirteen days have passed, and you've been in this cave for thirteen days. ”。

Luo Kong froze in place, his mouth was half-open, he swallowed the saliva that didn't seem to exist, and asked:

"You, don't be kidding, how long has it been?".

The fritters didn't speak, just pointed to his wound, which had long since crusted over, and all that was left on it were some dry, dusty herbal patches.

He peeled off a patch of herbs, and found that it had long since dried up, covered in stains and dust, and had lost a trace of magic inside.

Luo Kong believed it now, more than ten days had really passed, and the days that he had negotiated with Yalta were seven days, only seven days.

Luo Kong sat on the ground dejectedly, like a defeated rooster.

He looked at the ground, indescribably dazed. He thought carefully about what he had accomplished these days, and the answer left for him was that he had achieved nothing. From the moment that variable on the prairie that collapsed his world, he had achieved nothing.

First he was driven back to Tianhua City, and then went to a friendly city that was not kind to him when he completely offended the teacher, everything seemed to be a joke with him, he only escaped death from the hands of a super strong man a few days ago, but what is the use of this? Escaping from the hands of a super strong man is not considered a failure? To put it bluntly, this is just a reason that Luo Wu wants to find for himself, a reason to explain his failure.

Youtiao looked at Luo Kong quietly, and after a long time, he persuaded:

"I don't think you need to be too arrogant, even if you think that the things you did before were failures, but if you think about it carefully, how many people can escape from the hands of diamonds at your level, and deal with hundreds of gold and silver levels, no one, no one has ever been, at least in this Eastern Regions, I dare to guarantee the ticket, absolutely no one has done it. ”。

Luo Kong's voice was hoarse, and he said:

"What's the use of talking about this now? Isn't it unprotected white apes?".

"Actually, you shouldn't think about things so pessimistically, I personally think you should believe Yalta, this little girl is kind by nature, and she has enough to say, so that's enough. The white ape is not necessarily a bad thing for her, and maybe it will be better off than it is now. ”。

Luo Kong nodded, he also accepted the idea of fritters, not for anything else, at least this would make his heart feel better.

At the same time, a huge ship.

The ship didn't sail in the river, but in the sky, and the sheer hull dwarfed the mountains below.

A gold-level vulture beast swooped down on the ship, and a purple light shot out from the ship, and the vulture immediately turned to ashes.

Lockheed looked boredly at the shot vulture, bored at the white ape who was bound by countless formations and guarded by two diamond-level powerhouses, bored at the group of penaping subordinates kneeling on the ground, and bored at his sister's closed door, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

With a creak, the door opened, and Yalta walked out with red eyes.

(End of chapter)