Lin Chen thought about it, and it was true, he might have too high expectations for physical body cultivation, thinking that he would be invulnerable if he practiced casually, and King Kong would not be bad.

"When the physical body is strong, of course, there are many benefits, strength and endurance can be increased, and even some law powers will cause certain damage to their own bodies when they are used, and they must not be exerted without a strong physical body. The little blind man said.

"If there are so many benefits, why are there so few cultivators?" Lin Chen asked.

"Flesh cultivation can be effective overnight, it takes a long time to exercise, and many people practice again, and it will be like that until they die. But the power of the law to cultivate the mind and enter the Tao, it is different, as long as the comprehension is enough, even if there is no chance, there may be great achievements, some people practice the law, and even enlighten the Tao overnight, such as the state of Gu Lan just now. And a lot of some insights have been summed up by predecessors, although they can't be as transparent as what they realize, but they are more or less shortcuts. The little blind man said.

Lin Chen walked to the corpse of the black dragon, and at this time the black dragon had already turned into its original form, a big black snake, but at this time, the big snake was already skinny. And the dragon tooth dagger is gone, I don't know if it's hidden in the black dragon's body.

"Is the increase in my physical cultivation due to the absorption of the qi and blood of this great black snake?" Lin Chen said the question he was most concerned about.

"Let's just say that. The physical level of ordinary people is much lower than the cultivation level, and now you are considered an alternative. The little blind man said.

After hearing this, Lin Chen hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and looked at his arms over and over again.

"What are you doing?" asked the little blind man, puzzled.

"I don't have snake scales on me. Lin Chen asked worriedly.

"Die. The little blind man glanced at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen saw that his body had not changed because he was worried, and even the shoulder injury had healed on his own, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, but the left side of his shirt had been stained with blood, and there was no clothes to change for a while, which was a little uncomfortable.

Lin Chen raised his eyes and saw that due to the distance he ran, there was no one around, and some noises came from time to time in the distance. Lin Chen then remembered that Gu Lan stopped the black envoy for himself, and he didn't know what the battle situation was at this time, but with the help of the ghost prison spirit, Gu Lan should not suffer.

Spotting the direction, Lin Chen began to walk towards the entrance of the Prison of No Regrets. In this hurry, Lin Chen obviously rushed to his own speed a little faster than usual, and he didn't feel tired at all.

"This stinky boy is also too lucky, but he doesn't know how to practice so many laws at the same time, and he is not proficient in all of them, will he go crazy. The little blind man muttered in his heart, but did not say it.

At this time, Lin Chen was already in the late stage of the Water Law Scholar and the late stage of the Divine Law Scholar, and the killing power cultivator who didn't know what kind of law was condensed was fused into the flesh in the early stage, and this kind of messy cultivation method was not something that ordinary people would do. Ordinary people will only cultivate another law after cultivating at least one law until the envoy cultivates, and they will generally take one law as the main direction of cultivation.

And Lin Chen is this one, that one, you come and go with each law, there is no priority, you do as you like. This kind of cultivation seems to cover a wide range of topics, but the problem is very large. Because some laws are complementary to each other, but there are also some laws that are contrary, if several laws conflict in the heart and cannot be smoothed out, then it is estimated that sooner or later it will go crazy.

Now Lin Chen is experiencing the benefits of the improvement of physical strength, where does he have the heart to think so much.

Ahead, the sound of the collision of forces became louder and louder, and Lin Chen finally rushed to the place where the black envoy and Gu Lan were fighting. Looking at the movement of the two of them, Lin Chen sighed, it seems that he still has a long way to go in his cultivation.

Lin Chen's appearance quickly attracted the attention of the black envoy, when he saw Lin Chen coming back alone, his heart was already sinking, although there were shocking blood stains on his clothes, but the person looked like he was injured at all, could it be that the black dragon let this kid be killed?

The black envoy didn't like the black dragon very much, but among his three subordinates, the black dragon was the one with the strongest attack power, and it was actually folded in the hands of the person in front of him. Being able to use scholar cultivation as a mid-stage cultivator to kill, and the black dragon is not an ordinary mid-stage cultivator, this kid is too weird.

The black envoy waved his hand again and again, and a cloud of strong black gas flew towards Gu Lan, who hurriedly answered. The Black Envoy took the opportunity to rush to the entrance of the Prison of No Regrets.

Seeing this, the demons dispersed, and the Black Envoy quickly came to the entrance. Standing at the exit, the Black Envoy's eyes immediately widened, because the bodies of Black Rock and Black Lotus that were originally in the mound of earth had disappeared, and were replaced by a large pit.

The black envoy's face was gloomy, his three subordinates were all killed in one day, and not even a single corpse was left, thinking of this, his heart was filled with grief and anger.

The Black Envoy swept his gaze around, and then, without looking back, entered the prison of no regrets.

"Gu Lan, are you okay?" Lin Chen stepped forward, looked at it, and found that there was nothing wrong with Gu Lan except that his face was a little pale.

When Gu Lan saw Lin Chen's appearance, he was startled, there was a hole in the left shoulder of his shirt, and the left side was already stained with blood, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Lin Chen to take a look, and found that Lin Chen seemed to be weak after not being injured, so he asked: "Where are you injured, why are you bleeding so much?"

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "A little skin injury, it's not in the way, why did the black envoy leave?"

Gu Lan saw that Lin Chen did not look weak, so he put his mind at ease and said: "I don't know, I feel that he is already powerless, and if he continues to consume it, it is estimated that he will be consumed to death." ”

At this moment, the ghosts seemed to react, shouting "Goddess! Goddess!" in celebration of the defeat of the Black Messenger.

At the entrance to the prison of no regrets, as soon as the black envoy appeared, he saw the army of ghosts that had spread out in front of him and the traces of battle on the ground, and his heart became even colder. The troll army of the Ministry of Security has all been killed, and the troll army of the Ministry of Justice is confronting the ghosts.

The black envoy didn't talk nonsense, and rushed in a straight line, and the ghosts in the place where he passed were completely defenseless and unobstructed, and the black envoy split a way, heading straight for the army of trolls.

"What's going on?" the Black Envoy asked, grimacing, to the troll leader.

When the troll leader saw the black envoy returning, he was relieved and said: "Lord Hui Hei, when we arrived, the army of the Ministry of Security was almost wiped out, and the specific battle situation is unknown. ”

"What about the white envoy?"

"Not seen. However, she has just met the White Mist Cultivator, and she has entered the Prison of No Defense, and the Black Envoy has not seen her?" said the troll leader.

"White Mist?

"Not so long ago. However, the White Mist cultivator seemed to be very weak, and before leaving, the White Mist cultivator also said that the White Mist Cultivator and the White Eagle Cultivator were both killed. The troll leader said.

"What!" the Black Envoy looked incredulously at the troll leader, then at the group of ghosts. He thought that there was something wrong with the white envoy not appearing until now, but the death of the white eagle and the white knife made him unable to see through it. Whether what Bai Wu said is true, and Bai Wu entered the prison of no argument and didn't find out, where can he go?

Suddenly, the black envoy thought of the bodies of the disappeared Black Rock and Black Lotus, and asked, "Did you take out the bodies of Black Rock and Black Lotus on the other side?"

"Corpse?" the troll leader was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "Black Rock Cultivator and Black Lotus Cultivator are dead?"

Seeing the troll leader's reaction, the black envoy already knew the answer, waved his hand, and said nothing more. The situation in front of him is no longer something he can control, and when the person opposite him chases him out and drags him down, he is afraid that his army of trolls will not be able to keep it, even if the trolls win in the end, this ghost prison will be considered empty, and the remaining trolls will no longer be able to maintain the balance of the ghost prison.

So, the question now is not how to suppress this uprising, but how to preserve this army of trolls. I hope the trolls and ghosts on the first layer have not been affected so much, the Black Envoy thought to himself.

"Retreat to the fifth floor!" the Black Envoy ordered.

The troll thought he had misheard, but seeing the black envoy's serious expression, he didn't dare to ask again, and ordered the trolls to start retreating in batches, and the two pretending ghosts, the troll leader didn't dare to ask how to deal with it, for fear of touching the black envoy's moldy head.

Before the troll army retreated, the Black Envoy had already stood between the two armies. Suddenly, the black envoy stretched out his hands and raised them to his sides, and then a thick black mist emerged from his palm, gradually filling the position between the two armies.

Seeing this, Du Xian hurriedly ordered the ghost army to retreat and keep a certain distance from the black mist. Although Yang Ping couldn't wait to rush over now, he also knew that now was not the time, and rushing in was just a free gift, and he couldn't rescue Wu Qiuyan at all.

The ghosts waited nervously for the troll army to attack, and it wasn't until the black fog cleared that the ghosts realized that there were no trolls on the other side.