Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Peak of Quenching Yuan
The majestic and crazy power instantly tore Lin Yong's muscles and veins, and pulled Lin Yong's flesh and skin frantically, Lin Yong even felt that his bones began to twist under this crazy power.
The pain was so severe that his entire body was about to collapse.
And in this intense pain, the essence blood of the earth Jiao and the divine elephant, which was originally like a flame, was like two warm currents at this time, quickly fusing with the crazy power, and bursting out with huge vitality.
These vitality make the broken bones grow again, let the broken meridians connect again, and let the constantly torn flesh and skin be smelted again and again like steel under a giant hammer.
At the beginning, Lin Yong could still stay calm, but in the end, as the pain became stronger and stronger, Lin Yong had to let his divine thoughts integrate into the realm of the Moon God Demon Diagram, so as to slowly forget this crazy pain in the exercise of his mind.
After the bones and muscles were exercised again and again, and were recast again and again, Lin Yong began to run the two methods again and again.
At the beginning, Lin Yong cultivated these two methods separately, but in the end, Lin Yong had forgotten the distinction between these two methods.
He only remembered to keep running the method of forging his body so that his pain would be reduced a little more, and as for the rest, Lin Yong had forgotten about it.
I don't know how long it took for Lin Yong to wake up from his cultivation. Lin Yong, who felt that his whole body was filled with a feeling of comfort, looked down at his body, and saw that his body was filled with layers of black mud.
Lin Yong, who didn't care about this, took a deep breath, that is, in an instant, his body Huo Ran grew more than a foot tall, not to mention, the muscles of the whole body swelled by one-third.
At this moment, Lin Yong felt that he had infinite power. He didn't let his strength go to waste, but slammed his fist into the boulder that blocked the cave.
The boulder was thirty or forty thousand catties, and it was forcibly pulled out of a mountain peak by Lin Yong with the help of the power of the fifth-level Junfu card.
If it was a normal time, Lin Yong of this kind of boulder could move, but it was not easy. But now, Lin Yong's punch was thrown, and the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave flew out upside down.
Lin Yong, who had completed all this, did not have any other uncomfortable reactions except that he felt that his arm was a little numb.
The black mud that filled his body dissipated as his skin swelled, and Lin Yong, who was originally a little pale, looked like a golden body cast of golden glass at this time.
The whole body is like King Kong glass, invulnerable!
Lin Yong felt that every inch of his muscles, every inch of his skin, was filled with majestic power, and these powers seemed to be inexhaustible.
In a flash, Lin Yong opened the dialog box in his heart, and the changes on it surprised him.
Level 1 energy: 21535
Level 2 energy: 14684
Level 3 Energy: 2165
Level 4 Energy: 1685
Level 5 Energy 119
Strength: 99
Spirit: 14
Constitution: 99
Skill: The first peak of the glass mida
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King Kong Demon Fist is a great success!
The strength is ninety-nine, the physique is ninety-nine, and the spirit has more than doubled, and this kind of change makes Lin Yong very complacent.
Although he has not yet formed internal qi, his majestic power can also crush most of the martial artists of the Kaiyang Realm, even if he is a genius of some major sects, in terms of combat effectiveness, he is not much different from him.
For example, that fish condensation is now in the realm of opening the sun. Although in the competition, Lin Yong may not necessarily win, but in other aspects, Lin Yong feels that he is not much weaker than Yu Ningsheng.
I just don't know what that genius of the Bodhi Sword Pavilion will look like.
For a while, Lin Yong was full of expectations for the young genius of the Bodhi Sword Pavilion!
......
On the rugged road leading to Tianlang Town, a young man in white with a sword on his back was stepping forward, the young man looked young, but there was a slight chill flashing in his eyes.
Behind the young man, he was accompanied by an old man with a withered face. Although the old man was dressed as a servant, when he walked, he exuded a terrifying aura that no one should approach.
The dust around him could not get close to this servant at all, because a vague aura had already wrapped the old servant.
"It's a waste to come to Tianlang Town!" the young man in white looked at the group of martial artists who followed three hundred meters behind him, and shook his head gently.
The old servant smiled indifferently: "Jianzi, since you want to cut off the red dust and the bright moon shines on the sword heart, then you naturally have to experience some things that you usually don't like." ”
The young man in white nodded and said, "Uncle Ping, don't worry, I know it." ”
The old servant nodded, and said no more, he was very relieved about the sword he was guarding, and he believed that this unexpected little thing, the sword would definitely be executed very well.
An hour later, the two of them, followed by a group of warriors, came to the station of the evil guard in Tianlang Town. Looking at the closed and humble door, the young sword's brow furrowed even tighter.
The strong people he challenged were either the top disciples of the great sects or the big men with unique skills, and these strong people were the first to greet them in a prosperous place after receiving the news that he was going to challenge.
But now, is this the rhythm of eating closed-door soup!
"I'm knocking!" The experience of the old servant was not comparable to that of the young sword, and he quickly stepped forward and knocked heavily on the door.
"Who are you looking for?" Old Uncle Zhu walked out tremblingly, looked at the old servant with a gloomy face, and asked softly.
"We are the people of the Bodhi Sword Pavilion, and this is the Haiyun Sword Sect, one of the three major swords of our Sword Pavilion. Lord Jianzi is here to challenge Lin Yong, and two days ago, we have already sent a sword sticker. ”
Uncle Zhu knew about the sword sticker, but he lacked understanding of the Bodhi Sword Pavilion, and when he heard that he was looking for Lin Yong, he shook his head and said: "Lord Lin is out, you want to find him, let's wait for a while." ”
Lin Yong is out!
This sentence made the warriors who followed the Bodhi Sword Pavilion stunned one by one, they felt that the next step should be a battle that would rather die than give in, but they didn't expect that the challenged person was not there!
Haiyun Jianzi's face turned blue. He walked in the red dust in the Bodhi Sword Pavilion, looking for the sword of the mystery of the sword, and he encountered this kind of thing, which really made him feel gloomy.
He even felt that if such an encounter spread, he was afraid that it would become a joke!
The old servant's face also became ugly, and he said angrily: "Lin Yong, didn't he receive the sword sticker from the Bodhi Sword Pavilion, don't you know that we are coming in the next two days?"
Uncle Zhu listened to the old servant's questioning, and said with a stiff face: "Lord Lin wants to go out, can you manage it?"