In the difficult impression, there is only the scene where the galaxy hangs upside down and everything is frozen, which is the Fist of Fortune.

It's not a question of good communication, it's a question of whether it's okay or not, no wonder with his uncast power, for thousands of years, very few people can learn, just the entry level, basically eliminate everyone.

This way of teaching fists is simply equivalent to the saint personally performing a trick to teach himself, which should be an honor, but the thing is not said so, the power of the saint, even if it is just a trace of Dao rhyme, is not something that people who practice qi can afford.

However, this set of boxing methods is limited to starting to learn from the Qi training stage, and the lower the level, the greater the achievement. If you build a foundation and then study, you will not be able to tap its potential, and it will become meaningless. This is another paradox, stuck in the cultivation path of countless people. Therefore, this set of boxing methods is really difficult to implement.

Thinking about it, the Bing Feng Technique is also taught by the sage, the whole human race can be cultivated, how broad the mind is, why is this "Dingyun Divine Fist" so difficult?

The saint acts like an unpredictable man, how can ordinary people guess it.

Even Qin Chong's physical qualities can only peek into one name, so how can others start.

However, recalling the horror of this punch, Qin Chong couldn't stop it, and he couldn't learn it to say anything today. Isn't it just a little injured, the last thing my brother is afraid of is being injured, you wait, don't go, I'll come when I go. Go there, of course, to heal!

Sneak back to that flesh and blood trench again, and the "True Scripture of Doom" will be launched against the odds!

The essence absorbed by the "Crossing the Doom Sutra" repaired his damaged body, and after a long time of breathing, he recovered from his vertigo, sneaked back to the underground parking lot, and began to communicate with the will of heaven and earth again.

Ten minutes later, an embarrassed figure scurried towards the flesh trench again.

Half an hour later, a living figure scurried back to the underground parking lot.

After another ten minutes, an embarrassed figure scurried towards the flesh trench again, but if you looked closely, this time it was a little less embarrassed.

Qin Chong went back and forth between the two places like this, but his body shape became more and more normal every time, in Qin Chong's heart, the "Crossing the Doom Sutra" is definitely the best cultivation scripture in the past five thousand years, especially in the point of fighting to nourish the war, it makes people heal and become stronger, and in the process of repairing again and again, it can give birth to resistance in a targeted manner, it is simply the creation of heaven and earth, and his heart is more and more heartbroken for Li Qinglian.

After he didn't remember how many times, the clothes on his body were covered with a thick layer of blood scabs, and he finally received a complete inheritance.

Shocked by the horror of this punch, I didn't dare to meditate on that impression anymore, and opened the boxing spectrum in the sea of knowledge with a solemn mood, a total of nine styles, only the first type of "fist set mountains and rivers" can be seen clearly.

The other eight forms are dimmer than the other, the second is barely visible with a faint shadow, and the third form is unrecognizable. He practiced while contemplating, and before he knew it, time flew by.

The fist wind was agitated, faintly, there seemed to be a roar of a dragon and a tiger, but there was silence all around, at this time, Qin Chong's muscles in both hands were beating, and the tendons were entwined as if a dragon and a big snake were lurking, trying their best to suppress the will to rise to the sky.

Every inch of the movement of the two fists is like a negative mountain, the force can break the river, and everywhere the fist goes, a huge fist shadow gradually takes shape, and Qin Zhong is already panting like a bellows at this time, unable to continue, and the fist shadow also collapses.

No, Qin Zhong sat down and breathed for a moment and then put himself into practice, and so on, and when he was on the thirtieth time, he finally lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Like a dead dog sticking out his tongue and panting, he regained his true yuan and physical strength while running the Bingfeng technique, while thinking about what was wrong, there was always only the last little bit missing, and the strength of the body muscles had really been used to its limit?

I can feel that it is really to the limit, well, break through him, how to break through, of course, it is the instructor's signature, hellish breakthrough!

Qin Zhong took out the silver needle and inserted it into the back of his head, but this time it was not to stimulate his potential, but to use the Xiao Tianxing technique to really stimulate the large acupoints around the central nervous system, slowly releasing aggressive energy to stimulate the neurons in the subcortical layer of the brain, and the feeling of wave after wave of sharp into the brain was even more inspiring.

He once again stood at the juncture of life and death, mobilizing all the power contained in the muscles of his whole body that he could use, his brain was engrossed in coordinating every wisp of true yuan, his feet were like stepping on a mountain, his fists were like sinking a thousand jun, he was not alarmed, he concentrated on one point, struck upward, and the shadow of his fist gradually became clear.

Suddenly, at the end of the boxing line, a huge fist shadow turned into reality, shot out, boom, the fist shadow penetrated the cement roof, revealing a fist-shaped skylight with a diameter of about two meters, and the first type of "fist set mountains and rivers" was finally completed.

Although he was a little reluctant, he still mastered the essence, and all that was left was to practice a lot of mastery of strength, and with his current best condition, he would be able to hit five punches in a row and his body would be damaged when he threw the sixth punch.

And it's best to make a second blow at intervals between each blow, so that the load on his body won't be too great, and when he can punch out nine fist shadows, this style is considered small.

A dense sound of chiseling woke up Qin Chong, who was indulging in a breakthrough, and looking from the bottom up, the hideous head full of black pressure exposed at the mouth of the hole was full of knives and insects.

It must have been the loud noise of this punch that alarmed the Zerg, judging from the instant's reaction, the Zerg should be nearby, and he quickly slammed into the hidden cement slab and looked out.

His hair almost stood on end, and at the same time as his figure appeared, the neatly forward Zerg team around him stopped, one by one, turning their heads towards him, one, two, a group, he fell into the vast sea of Zerg.

It was a full five kilometers away from the walled area, and Qin Chong took advantage of the moment when the Zerg could not react, jumped up and ran wildly.

If it's just a knife insect, he is not worried, now he is not only much faster than the knife insect, but the strength of his body is also much stronger than the carapace of the knife insect, and it is a big deal to kill all the way back, there will always be a time to kill the head.

What he was most worried about was the Iron Wing Worm in the sky, this thing was fast, and it could attack from all angles above to slow down his speed, thus attracting the Hell Firebird, or the kind of centipede-like high-level troops, once it was entangled and caught in the insect tide, it would be the end of exhaustion to death.

Now he desperately longed for a knife or sword that he could use to break through a path of survival.

He moved forward at high speed, avoiding the knife insects if he could, and if he couldn't avoid them, he would lose their damage as soon as possible, he didn't want to kill these knife insects, he just wanted to rush to the wall one second earlier.

A few ups and downs, he surpassed this sword insect team, in front of him was a thunder beast queue, a huge body across the road, plus their guards, densely packed like an ant's nest, this huge team occupied too large an area, Qin Zhong had no way to bypass it, there was no other way, rush over!

Bang...... On the eve of contact, his long-accumulating "fist set mountains and rivers" struck out, a huge fist shadow turned into reality, shot out, destroying all the creatures that dared to stop in front of it, and the insect beetles were broken and separated from each other, without exception!

This blow is powerful, but after all, it is a pause, the advantage of this type of knife insect is that he is not afraid of any kind of death, the knife insect around him saw that there was an opportunity, and the knife arm frantically slashed towards Qin Chong, and the rest of the Zerg came from all directions, and the situation was critical.

Can't be delayed here, Qin Chong didn't care about dodging the knife arms on both sides, greeted with both hands, caught the fierce knife arm, the complex movement of the palm muscles, channeled the force into the forearm, drew two small circles, and followed the huge force of the knife insects rushing in, picked up the two knife insects and turned a circle and smashed them forward, and the combination of high-speed inertia and true element energy knocked the Zerg in front of him into the air.

He didn't stop at his feet, jumped high, stepped on the slowly turning thunderbeast head and rushed to the next thunderbeast.

However, the spiritual thought showed that the sound of the Iron Winged Worm breaking through the sky behind him was already heard.

There was a sound of the ironwinged insect breaking through the sky and rushing to the sky, Qin Chong didn't look back, the steep afterburner under his feet changed direction, and jumped onto a thunder beast on the right, and when the ironwinged insect turned around to attack again, Qin Chong had already jumped onto another thunder beast, and the dense and clumsy thunder beast group became his springboard.

The ironwings soon arrived in swarms, and he could no longer use the springboard method, so he honestly broke through in a straight line, and one of the ironwings' sharp claws grabbed him on the shoulder, which he had just ripped off, and in his mind the other bit the back of his head, and even grabbed his feet.

He didn't have time to resist, he rolled forward a few times, narrowly escaped from the attack, and a group of puppy-like zergs in front of him opened their mouths bigger than their bodies to him, and before the attack could be launched, a sour smell in the air came first, and the middle man wanted to vomit.

Then from their throats spewed out corrosive mucus comparable to a high-pressure water pump, the sky was full of green colors, and the iron-winged insects that followed closely behind Qin Chong let out a "quack" scream and dodged in panic, and the three interceptors in front couldn't dodge, rolling and falling to the ground with green smoke.

Qin Chong didn't have time to dodge, and he didn't want to use the True Yuan to form a True Yuan shield to defend himself, that would consume the True Yuan too much, the road was still very long, and the True Yuan could save a little bit.

So he chose to break head-on, "fist set mountains and rivers" to strike, a huge fist shadow turned into reality, shot out, more than two meters wide in front, fifteen meters deep within a distance of all the creatures on the road turned into blood and flesh mud to separate the road.

"Fist Sets the Mountain" has become his most reliable force, and every punch will not let him down, and he follows the shadow of the fist to rush out of the encirclement. It's just that this punch came out, his eyes were dark, and there was a tiredness of his body being drained, and he used the "fist to fix the mountains and rivers" in a short period of time, the load was too great, and his body couldn't bear it.

He desperately moved forward, forward, and forward, and the way to survive was only ahead, and three minutes later, he had to carry a claw blow from the Hell Fire Bird, but fortunately, although he didn't dare to squander Zhenyuan, his body was unprecedentedly strong.

Without using the "fist to fix the mountains and rivers", he repelled this hellfire bird head-on with the strength of his body, and if it wasn't for the wrong time, he was confident that he would take down this hellfire bird within three moves. As a result, I could only watch it turn around and fly high into the air.

Although this blow was a complete victory tactically, it was a complete defeat strategically, and under the huge impact of the Hellfire Bird, he had to stop and concentrate his strength to meet the enemy. At this time, the ironwing insects and knife insects in all directions had taken the opportunity to surround them.

They piled up desperately, and the ones in the back hugged the ones in front and pressed them on Qin Chong's body, and when he wanted to use the "fist to fix the mountains and rivers", his body was already squeezed into an airtight air.

He only had time to defend the true element all over his body, and even maintain his posture as when he was still in motion, when knife worms, puppies, ironwing insects, thunder beasts, and many unknown Zerg troops had already swarmed up, overlapping and stacking on top of him, piling up into a small mountain!

Qin Chong really pressed a mountain on his body, even if it was just a small mountain, even if it was fatal to him who practiced the seventy-second layer of Qi Huiyuan.

Breathing can't be carried out, it doesn't matter much, it has a true element to replace, the key is that every part of the body is under oppression, even the little finger can't move, and the body is about to be pressed into a meatloaf.