Yang Pojun's face turned red, and his heart was full of pride.

With this three-color Fuli seed, then Yang Pojun doesn't have to worry about cultivation.

When the time comes, what hydra, crying blood, it is not Yang Pojun's sword soul!

The corners of Yang Pojun's lips hooked up an evil smile, his fingertips felt the cold touch on the three-color Fuli seed, and Yang Pojun showed a smile of enjoyment.

Yang Pojun closed his eyes and muttered, "It's been a while since I was promoted to a king-level master, and I don't know how much my cultivation has improved with the three-color Fulizi this time." ”

Immediately, Yang Pojun opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst out.

The Dragon God Decision in Yang Pojun's mind began to spin.

A powerful suction force emanated from his body.

The true meaning of the thick fingers in the three-color Fuli Zi drilled into Yang Pojun's body.

Suddenly, his meridian bones began to be further refined.

But this feeling is like a knife for Yang Pojun.

The whole skin felt like a knife was cutting, and the pain was unbearable.

The skin is also getting red.

The green tendons on Yang Pojun's forehead began to bulge, and the whole person looked very hideous, Yang Pojun gritted his teeth in order to endure the pain, and his masseter muscles were also bulging.

"Oh yes! Every time I improve my cultivation, it seems to have walked out of the ghost gate once, it hurts so much, I have to cry in pain! No way! ”

Although Yang Pojun was in pain, he persevered.

Yang Pojun always understands that after the wind and rain, there is a rainbow!

As long as people live! As long as there is still a breath of air! There's nothing you can't stick to!

It hurts like a fart! He Yang Pojun once entered hell with half of his body, what is more terrible than nine deaths!

Sober consciousness, inhuman torture!

This has tempered Yang Pojun's will as hard as a rock!

Now he is a king-level master, and his cultivation is improving very slowly.

Yang Pojun had absorbed the true meaning for a long time, but he didn't feel the swelling in his body.

It seems that the higher the cultivation, the slower the speed of improving the cultivation.

Think about it, otherwise, the two commanders of Weeping Blood and Hydra that day would not have killed him as easily as killing a chicken!

The realm above the king-level masters!

That's fucking cool!

As long as you become that realm, Sword Demon, Augustine, it's not just a matter of being trampled under his feet and casually!

Thinking about it, Yang Pojun actually forgot about the pain, and there was only monstrous excitement and passion in his heart!

But the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is the backbone.

With the pain constantly superimposing, Yang Pojun finally narrowed his eyes and kicked his legs, and he fainted directly to the ground.

After all, Yang Pojun is still a human being, and he still can't bear such pain.

When Yang Pojun woke up, it was already dark.

The toad was still outside the abandoned building, sitting against the wall.

Without Yang Pojun's order, the toad would not have entered.

Yang Pojun sat up, his body was covered with dust, Yang Pojun took a deep breath and said: "I didn't expect to improve my cultivation now, I have to faint several times every time, others have seen the scenery of me becoming a king-level master, but I don't know how much effort I have put in behind my back!" ”

"Every time, I have taken a trip from the ghost gate, come again, I have been defeated and defeated, this is my Yang Pojun's character!"

"It's just a little pain, you can't beat me! Roll up your sleeves and keep up the good work! ”

After Yang Pojun finished speaking, he began to absorb the true meaning again.

This time, the pain is similar to the last time.

But this time Yang Pojun persevered.

Now Yang Pojun felt that the feeling of swelling in his body began to appear.

Although Yang Pojun closed his eyes, he said with a happy face: "The effort is really rewarding, I don't know what level my cultivation can be improved to this time." ”

In this way, Yang Pojun persisted.

The feeling of the body swelling is getting stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, the body seems to be inflated and about to explode.

When he reached a certain critical point, a rumbling sound suddenly came from his body.

"Boom!"

Repair for promotion!

King-level master intermediate cultivation!

A powerful aura began to roll around the room.

And at this moment, the toad outside the abandoned building was shocked, and he looked at the room and said: "It seems that the boss has improved his cultivation, hehe, the higher your cultivation is, the higher your cultivation, the more my energy shackles can be unlocked." ”

"Boss, I'm afraid that in the whole world, I want you to become the most powerful."

Now Yang Pojun is in the room, still immersed in cultivation.

Because Yang Pojun has been promoted from a king-level master's primary cultivation to an intermediate cultivation, the meridians in his body have been dredged, and at this time, it is easiest to improve two small realms in a row.

So Yang Pojun has to seize this opportunity.

Yang Pojun was running the Dragon God Decision frantically.

That suction force had begun to weaken, and the speed of being urged by Yang Pojun was getting faster and faster.

The true meaning in the three-color Fuli quickly flowed towards Yang Pojun's body.

Until midnight, Yang Pojun's body once again heard a rumbling sound.

"Boom!"

King-level master advanced realm!

Refreshing!

It's so cool!

The feeling of the explosion of power in his body made Yang Pojun clench his fists and his eyes suddenly opened!

Swish!

Two formidable gazes burst out, as if the air around them was about to be torn apart.

"Ahhh

"The high-level realm of the king-level master is really unusual, too strong!"

As he spoke, Yang Pojun smashed his fist on the ground in front of him.

Bang!

It was as if an earthquake had occurred on the ground, and what was supposed to be a dangerous high-rise building collapsed in an instant.

Yang Pojun shouted angrily, and his body instantly rushed out of the ruins.

At this moment, Yang Pojun stood in the moonlight, enjoying the bath of the moonlight.

The building behind him collapsed, sending out billowing dust.

But Yang Pojun stood on a tall stone, quiet as a virgin, enjoying the night breeze.

The toad stood behind Yang Pojun, looking at Yang Pojun's broad back, he smiled slightly.

The stronger Yang Pojun is, the happier the toad is!

When the brother is strong, he will be more protected.

Yang Pojun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the hazy moonlight, and sighed: "The high-level realm of king-level masters is really different." ”

"It would be nice if it was promoted to the peak realm of king-level masters, or maybe the mysterious realm above would be more refreshing, right?"

The toad rolled his eyes and said, "Boss, I'm afraid you're the youngest king-level master in the world." ”

"Before, you fought with that Frank of the American Federation for a day and a night in a miracle without a winner, but now I think if he fights you, within five rounds, you will have to be beaten all over the ground to find teeth!"

Yang Pojun nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, thinking about it this way, I don't have anything to be unwilling about!" No one has cultivated like me in their entire lives, but I've only been cultivating for a few years! ”

(End of chapter)