'Boom!'

With the roar of concussion, Wen Yiming hung up his gun and flew upside down.

The ultimate hammer intent of the Nine Intentions God of War was much stronger than other artistic conceptions, and the second step alone was equivalent to the attack of a half-step Martial Saint, which made him a little unbearable.

Of course, this is also Wen Yiming's cultivation now to reach the ninth layer of the Martial Sect, and he is in the process of breaking through after swallowing the King Dan.

In the midst of the bombardment, he gritted his teeth and carried it, with the effect of Yanhuang Copper Pulp, he felt that all his pores were filled with molten iron, and he even had the illusion that he could resist the Martial Saint's critical attack.

The medicinal power of the King Pill and the extreme forging body of the Yanhuang Copper Pulp made his cultivation rise in a straight line, and in less than two days, he approached the peak of the late stage of the Martial Sect, which can be called a thousand miles in a day.

At this moment, Wen Yiming was like a bloody man, and the ground was full of scabs that had collapsed and collapsed, and blood was oozing from head to toe.

The limit of Yanhuang Bronze Pulp's forging body is not trivial, if it weren't for Wen Yiming's powerful hole cards such as Dragon Swallowing Beidou, Great Life Soul Technique, and Vitality Amplification, he would have been tempered to the point that his flesh and blood would have been blurred.

He has always been at the limit, and once he strengthens and consolidates the hammer intent of one step, he will continue to progress, and he will not rely on the soul stealing scroll and the hard regret hammer intent will be forcibly comprehended in the forging body.

Elixirs, elixirs, spiritual marrow, and spiritual springs are consumed like swallowing beans and drinking water, even if it is a god of war, even the extreme god of war cannot afford to squander it.

Half a month passed, Wen Yiming summoned the pony out, and he felt that his reason was a little out of control.

'Woohoo!'

Wen Yiming's body cracked with countless blood marks, and as soon as the blood overflowed, it formed a blood scab in the powerful self-healing, and then slammed down.

"Hea——!"

Stepping into the Martial Sect's Ninth Layer Great Perfection, the blood-dripping flame-like mark on his eyebrows jumped suddenly, as if he was about to crack.

He felt that his brain was full of blood, as if he was in a sea of corpses and blood, the red light flashed in his eyes, and the Dao killing intent fused with the murderous aura and death will that came out of his body, as if it was as awe-inspiring as the substance.

He failed to count the time.

Forward, the fifth step

The hammer intent of the two cancellations dissipates!

Again, step six

In the inverted flight, he landed on the ground and rushed forward with swift steps, continuing to shake hard.

Repeating, in the steady rise of cultivation, all the acupuncture points that were opened were opened, and the spirit crystals accumulated on the ground were frantically reduced, consuming into powder.

'Puff puff'

All the acupuncture points of the Taiyin and Spleen meridians, the Yin and Liver meridians, and the Yin and Kidney meridians of the Foot Shao Yin and Kidney Meridians are all opened up in the slight vibration, and the three Yin meridians of the feet are all opened.

Wen Yiming's feet were suddenly fast, and he didn't have time to close the momentum and directly collided with the hammer, which was really hard.

In the upside-down flight, he couldn't help but scream miserably, the Zu Three Yin Sutra and the Zu Three Yang Sutra were all connected, making the wind step instantly close to the Dacheng realm, the power of the wind!

The power of the wind can rush for thousands of miles, and the speed is almost as short as a teleportation, and the lethality can be increased by combining with the strongest attack.

Breaking through the critical point of the Martial King, all the spirit crystal resources on the ground were consumed, Wen Yiming was shocked, and was about to sway out all his last net worth, when a coercion suddenly came from the top of the tower.

The book spirit was almost pale in a shudder.

"Boss, retreat to meet the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and defend with all your might!"

The book spirit had already penetrated into the center of the eyebrows, hidden deep in the soul stealing scroll, as if it was trembling.

The pony slammed back into the corner, his hair standing on end, and the green flames in his eyes rose and fluttered.

Outside the Nine Meaning Tower, when She Xirong got up in panic, he instantly sacrificed a big tripod above his head, holding a long sword and looking at the sky above the top of the Nine Meaning Pagoda in shock.

"Heavenly Thunder Tribulation! How is it possible? How is it possible to penetrate the ruins and enter the other dimension. ”

The shock in She Xirong's eyes was undisguised, she retreated far away, slowly relaxed her breath, and muttered: "A few years ago, the Tianwei of Yuxiang Forest, is it also him?"

A self-question, which made her look difficult to see the extreme.

"This person must have an ulterior secret!" She Xirong showed greed and ruthlessness, staring closely at the faintly shiny ninth floor of the Nine Meaning Pagoda.

A deafening thunderbolt spread out in the lightning, and the whole space seemed to tremble.

'Boom ——!'

The heavenly thunder followed, like a split from the nine heavens, straight through the Nine Meaning Tower.

She Xirong's eyes widened, and she looked at a thunder pillar with a thick arm that penetrated through the crack in the sky, and she suppressed her cultivation to death.

The vitality attached to the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was so thick that it made the space thicken, and she was terrified to the extreme.

As a super god of war, she is extremely aware of the power of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, as long as someone within a radius of ten miles advances at this moment, they will be affected by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

She was afraid that she was about to advance to the middle stage of the ninth layer of the God of War and triggered, and with her forbidden technique, her body that had not yet recovered would inevitably be annihilated.

'Buzz ——!'

The Nine Meaning Pagoda buzzed incessantly, as if it was crumbling in the tremor, and the entire tower body was flickering and bright.

The incomparable thunder pillar dissipated in the humming, and then the solidified vitality that was almost like rain fell from the sky, silently infiltrating the Nine Intentions Pagoda.

She Xirong looked at the silver crack that was gradually closing in the sky, let out a long sigh of relief, and inhaled the damp aura greedily.

In just one bite, her injuries actually recovered, and in surprise, she sat cross-legged and ran the exercises, ready to take the opportunity to recover quickly.

The crack that still had a crack in the sky suddenly flashed a thunderbolt, and went straight to She Xirong and slashed.

In the thunderous explosion, the big tripod she had once again sacrificed in a panic was shaken away, cracking several cracks.

She Xirong screamed miserably, was blasted out, and walked back from the gloom covered in blood.

She looked at the sky from fear to awe, and when her eyes fell on the Nine Intentions Tower, she became extremely vicious and vicious.

She knew that with such a thunderbolt, she would have to recover for at least three or five years, and she couldn't figure it out, she was implicated just by absorbing the vitality of the rain tide.

In the Nine Intentions Tower, Wen Yiming didn't know that if hatred could kill people, he had been killed countless times by She Xirong.

At this moment, he almost crawled out of a coal kiln, except for two eyes that could turn, and he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

The whole body was scorched black, and the cracked black and red wounds were slightly oozing blood, and no less than ten wounds were deep and bones could be seen.

He was still conscious, his entire body completely paralyzed, and he felt nothing but breathing.

He opened the Void and Netherworld Realm, relying only on his senses to operate the exercises, trying his best to absorb the rich vitality that was constantly penetrating from the top of the tower.

The entire space in the tower was extremely humid, and Wen Yiming couldn't feel it, but after a while, his body was covered with a layer of hazy mist, which was automatically absorbed by the charred black body.

What happened to the pony was not much better, and he became the Prince of Dark Pony, slumped in the corner with blood spilling from his mouth and nose, his thick tongue hanging on the ground, and blood mixed with the halazi in a big mess.

The nostrils twitched slightly, proving that there was still a breath left.

It rolled its eyelids from time to time, and glanced at Wen Yiming not far away, with indescribable depression and entanglement in his eyes.

Wen Yiming gradually calmed down in the emptiness, and the automatic operation exercises absorbed the vitality, as if he had fallen asleep.

The Nine Meaning Pagoda returned to calm, and in addition to the strong jealousy outside the tower, there was no sound for a short time.