"Eight levels and nine turns!"

In the back mountain, between the small trees on the top of the mountain, the cold cheer suddenly sounded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A slender and agile shadow, jumping flexibly in the forest, and the dense thorns between the trees did not bring him the slightest obstacle.

In an instant, the shadow suddenly stopped in front of a large tree that was half a centimeter thick, his feet were wrong, his body was half tilted, and his elbow slammed back against the tree.

"Bang!" There was a muffled thud, sawdust splashed, and spider-like cracks spread along the elbow strike.

"Click...", an elbow knocked out most of the hollow tree, making a clattering and shaking sound, and after a while, finally fell to the ground weakly.

As the tree fell, the ape-like shadow moved away from the body first, and then landed lightly on a cyan boulder.

Looking at his broken tree, Jun Qianluo's delicate little face was full of happy smiles, in a month, this is the first time he has successfully used the eight-level nine-turn blue-level exercise that has no attributes in refining the body, and this so-called eight-level and nine-turn exercises that can be compared to the indigo-level exercises have indeed lived up to Jun Qianluo's expectations, just in the middle of the martial arts realm, the destructive power exerted is enough to compare with the strength of the early stage of the martial arts realm, faintly comparable to the middle stage of the martial arts realm!

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The early stage of the martial arts realm is promoted to the late stage of the martial arts realm, the slower the speed is to the back, after all, this is the stage of the martial artist's transformation, since the last time he used the dividing yuan array and then cooperated with the cultivation of the small Juyuan array, although the vitality under the Juyuan Pagoda is abundant, but with the small Juyuan Array, which is specially built for cultivation individuals, he arrived half a month ago, Jun Qianluo only broke through to the middle of the martial arts realm, and now although he goes to the Juyuan Pagoda every day and sits in the Lingyuan Pool to cultivate, it is just to repair the damage caused by the eighth level and nine turns...

Half a month has improved a small realm, although the second half of the month has not improved much, but the convergence of vitality has indeed increased a lot, and the speed seems to be much slower than the first half a month ago, but Jun Qianluo is quite satisfied, and now this speed is already very terrifying.

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issued an eight-level and nine-turn, Jun Qianluo suddenly felt that his whole body was like a sponge that had been drained of water, the pain of soreness and numbness was constantly filling the nerves, and the bulging green tendons on his arms were beating slightly, which was obviously a sign of overexertion.

Licking his mouth, Jun Qianluo turned his head slightly with difficulty, and looked at his right elbow, but it was already red...

The corners of his mouth cracked, Jun Qianluo took a breath of cool air, and muttered with a wry smile: "No wonder you have to go through such a harsh beating training, otherwise, this blow is used, and it is not the tree that is broken, but my arm, these eight levels and nine turns, it is simply a competition to whose flesh is harder."

Lying on the cold boulder with weakness all over, Jun Qianluo's slightly rapid breathing also slowly stabilized, but the sour and numb feeling in his body made him not want to move a finger again.

With Jun Qianluo's strength in the middle of the martial arts realm at this time, he can only use one eighth-level nine-turn at most, and after using it, he will completely lose his strength until his physical strength recovers.

Jun Qianluo tilted his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and lazily looked at the clouds floating in the blue sky, the breeze blew, blowing a strand of black hair and slapping on his forehead.

The distribution of spiritual roots around the body has absorbed the vitality of a month, and it is also at this moment from all corners of the body, quietly penetrating out, repairing the tired muscles and cells without a trace, so that they can bring strength to the master at the fastest speed.

"Master, how long will it take for me to advance to the late stage of the Martial Artist Realm?" Slightly closing his eyes, Jun Qianluo suddenly said in a low voice.

As long as he enters the late stage of the martial arts realm, then he has the qualifications to enter the Yuanqi Pavilion to find exercises, although now he no longer looks down on those yellow-level exercises, but he must have this qualification, because this is a symbol of his strength.

A gust of wind blew, and Nan Yejia's transparent figure flashed next to the boulder.

With a soft smile in his eyes, staring at the young man, Nan Yejia first looked at the broken tree on the ground, nodded slightly, groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "Your cultivation speed is a bit beyond my expectations, originally I thought that with the help of the Fenyuan Array, it would take a month or two before you could enter the middle stage of the Martial Artist Realm... Perhaps, it's because it was suppressed too violently before, but now it's rebounding, plus your madness, according to this progress, within two months, you will definitely be able to enter the late stage of the martial arts realm. ”

Hearing this, Jun Qianluo's lips raised a faint arc, he really wanted to know what kind of expressions those who had mocked him in the past ten years would be when they saw themselves showing their strength? The pair of banter, sarcasm, and ridicule are vivid, especially the enchanting woman who Ling Yuemei flattered herself ten years ago, and shouted "Senior Brother, Senior Brother", why wasn't she talking to them?

"I could make you look up to ten years ago, and ten years later, I can still be!" His eyes flickered slightly, Jun Qianluo especially remembered the inner disciples who had only come in the sect for a few years a month ago, those disdainful and mocking eyes, the young man's somewhat lonely back, stubborn and persistent!

"Long Yan, Ling Yuemei... I'll make you my stepping stone one by one! ”

The corners of his mouth suddenly provoked a touch of arc, it was unruly, the light in his eyes, the momentum of the world, the young man jumped up violently, raised his head and roared at the endless sky.

Looking at the yelling young man, Nan Yejia smiled slightly, and did not stop it, people, after being suppressed, they need to be released, especially under great pressure to mature, the current Jun Qianluo, talent is enough, what falls is a kind of pressure that spurs upward! Ten years of accumulation, Long Yan's mystery, Ling Yuemei's snobbery, and those disdainful eyes, the most important thing is that there is a second uncle who cares about him, Uncle Chongyang, and Lingxi, his fiancée... Coming to this strange environment, although he has suffered a lot of humiliation, he has unconsciously had so many people who care about him, and it is worth cultivating to protect them.

"Drink, go to the Lingyuan Pool to cultivate!"

After roaring a few times, Jun Qianluo's little face had a little more smile, and the whole person seemed a lot happier, jumping off the boulder, beckoning to his master Nan Yejia, and rushing towards the towering Yuanju Yuan Pagoda with a smile.

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