On the nineteenth day of going deep into the wild area of Dokados City, Xu Zhi's face was earthy, on the one hand, he was motivated by the numb experience of watching, and on the other hand, he was tormented by the extreme climate of South Australia. Wild Sand Literature Network

This is not an energy drain that can be compensated for by the Regenerative Talent.

Xu Zhi hadn't slept a little comfortably in this area, which seemed a bit incredible to him with a dream world.

As the best representative of sleep, Xu Zhi also has such a day.

There are many kinds of poisonous insects in the ubiquitous Yunnan, poisonous snakes and poisonous pythons, poisonous centipedes, poisonous scorpions, sandworms, stone stingers, poisonous leeches, blood-sucking gadfly, poisonous mosquitoes and other creatures, and even insect repellent drugs are difficult to prevent.

The tent was torn open by poisonous insects on the first night, and Xu Zhi abandoned this camping tool and went to find the cave nest instead.

Relying on the hand-held cutter left over from cutting the Titan's body before, Xu Zhi also built several rock houses, but even if they were well sealed, he was very uneasy to live in.

One day, when Xu Zhi woke up, he found a slender poisonous centipede in his nostrils, and Xu Zhi gave up the idea of going to the dream world to adjust.

Roughly these poisonous insects have survived eating and jumping corpses, just looking for a place to sleep, he was spared a catastrophe, if the poisonous centipede is in a state of hunger, he is unconscious, and there is not much resistance, it will inevitably burrow into his body, even in his brain.

After a little more, it is normal for Xu Zhi to be in a poor mental state, and what makes him happy is that the experience gained these days has simply reached the peak of his life.

There are tens of thousands of experiences a day, and on the strongest day, Xu Zhi also got 18,000 experiences, which is almost close to the effect of the upper limit of the eighth-level holy chanting technique.

There are 250,000 experiences to bring.

This is a huge number, and before that, Xu Zhi didn't dare to imagine it, far more than the dream world, the Void Tavern, and even the ruins.

Xu Zhi's regeneration talent spans several levels, level 5, 50,000 experience, level 6, 60,000 experience, level 7, and 70,000 experience.

And today, as long as he starts with another 10,000 experience, his regeneration talent can enter the eighth level.

This progress was faster than he expected, thanks to the sparsely populated wilderness of Dokados City, and the fact that there wasn't much to explore.

Except for the jumpers who are so flooded that they can't be cleaned up, this place has no advantages.

What is chicken ribs for others is a paradise for Xu Zhi.

Today, the recovery strength of every 35 points of life has more than doubled the recovery of 15 points before the first arrival in South Australia.

According to Tuo Guhong's calculations, he originally needed sixty to seventy years to sprint to the Grandmaster, but now it is likely that it will only take thirty years, basically before the age of fifty, and this kind of life that may lie down and win makes Xu Zhi very excited for a while.

It is difficult for the Thick Earth Xuanjing to become a big pit, with the support of regeneration talent, it is difficult for him to retreat in this Qi cultivation technique, he will only keep moving forward, and he is far from needing to enter the level of retreat due to insufficient medicinal resources, avoiding impatience and anxiety, and his mentality can be very wide.

Many worries were put down, Xu Zhi also slowly calmed down, in addition to relying on the holy singing technique to kill these jumping pigs, he was also constantly practicing his claw skills, the three major introductions.

It is difficult to fight with the kung fu in his hands to the effect of Xu Zhi's blood, and with enough jumpers to attack, he can also temper his martial arts.

There are those who rely on waterfalls to practice, there are also those who rely on the impact of waves to practice, and there are all kinds of small types of kung fu, relying on chasing sparrows, or butterflies and other creatures, Xu Zhi feels that it is understandable that he relies on a bunch of jumping pigs to cultivate.

In fact, he really got a lot of benefits.

These little things that are not afraid of death, attacking in all directions, short wood, and extremely high bounce power are far more obscene than Yan Jinbai, and they have a great exercise effect on Xu Zhi's Qi practice release, condensation, claw gong and the three major introductions.

His strong body avoided most injuries, and occasionally he was able to rely on healing magic, and in the heavier cases, healing magic, and even waiting for the regeneration talent to be repaired.

Swallowing his saliva, Xu Zhi took a defensive stance, and the gestures and spells were released in unison.

In front of his eyes, there was another extremely large jumping group, with nearly a thousand in number.

Except for some of the jumps that gnaw next to the bushes, most of the jumps will enter the **carnival stage when they are free, and all kinds of humming sounds are endless.

When the number reaches a certain level, even a vulnerable jumping pig will burst out with extremely strong damage.

An adult can easily defeat a big goose, but if a thousand geese attack at once, a tragic death is the only end.

For most cultivators, their internal qi is exhausted, their qi is exhausted, and if they are besieged, they will also be killed by the jumpers.

Xu Zhi had suffered a loss in this regard before, and when the mana was insufficient, he fell into the frenzy of the jumpers, and hundreds of jumpers chased after him, and with the influx of more and more jumpers in the follow-up, he was extremely embarrassed that time, until he got into the thick rock house and sealed the gaps everywhere, and these numbers were so many that the terrible jumpers were unwilling to leave.

For this siege, Xu Zhi has been fully prepared, and the eight-second holy chanting technique will be released several times, and then he will enter the fighting stage.

In the crazy ** carnival, the bodies of the yellow-skinned jumpers kept shaking, and they jumped to death in a few breaths, and Xu Zhi, who suddenly entered the sight of the jumpers, obviously became the attacker.

"Whatever I see, all death will be struck by light."

In the face of the crazy jumping pig, Xu Zhi released his last holy singing technique, raised his hands, and slapped at the few jumpers who were lucky enough to dodge within the strike range.

Grabbing, taking, pinching, buckle, hooking, pinching, and claw skills are many ways to play, with the three major styles, Xu Zhi's playing style is becoming more and more mature.

With one claw, he grabbed five holes from a jumping pig, and a cheer suddenly came from Xu Zhi's ears.

"Okay, kill well, don't be in a hurry with the brothers below, desperately San Lang will come."

In the thick pile of jumping corpses, a shadow came out, ragged, unkempt, and bloodstained, looking worse than Xu Zhi's state, I saw him holding an iron whip and smashing at the jumpers, and the blood suddenly flew in all directions.

The iron whip, which is a blunt weapon, is no less violent than that of a long stick.

Xu Zhi frowned, and from time to time his inner aura flashed, preventing the broken arm and leg from suddenly smashing over.

There are only two or three hundred of them left in the jumping group of thousands of people, as long as there is no follow-up to join and bear a little injury, Xu Zhi can also wipe out these small things, or beat them to run for their lives.

The desperate Saburo who came unexpectedly disrupted his battle plan.

However, the people had good intentions, and Xu Zhi didn't say that this was the first living person he had met in nineteen days.

"Are you from a hunting group, or from which military region?"

As the jumpers dispersed, the two began to gasp and talk in the pile of corpses.

"What about you?"

"I, I'm desperate Saburo" The iron-whipped man was stunned for a moment, then looked at himself up and down, and after a few seconds, he asked with a little doubt: "Could it be that you haven't heard of my reputation." ”

What kind of self-confidence did the cultivators in Nanao have that made Xu Zhi frequently encounter this rhetorical question.

This is true of a Jingmen Great Eye, and so is an unknown cultivator who has just come out.

All of these people feel that they have a great reputation, that this is a disease, and that they need to be cured.

Xu Zhi felt that he needed to supplement the information of the cultivators in South Australia, and in the face of these people, he could also be confident.

"I'm just a person from a small place, I haven't seen much of the world, and I haven't consulted yet?"

Xu Zhi arched his hand, looking sorry.

"I'm Achiko Harukawa, so you should know who it is now."

The man with the iron whip looked proud, and then said familiarly: "Is there any energy supplement, nutrient supplement, the same one, it's too difficult to mix in a ghost place, by the way, is there water?" ”

"Nope."

Xu Zhi shook his head again and again, what Qingchuan is a child, he has never heard of it at all, this guy feels too good about himself, he stretches out his hand to ask for something, which can only make him think beautifully.

"No, that's impossible, you haven't gone back to this ghost place yet, how can you not replenish supplies, hurry up and give my brother some funding, I can't lose you when I go back."

As if he didn't expect to be rejected, Harukawa Chiko's originally bad face became even worse, and there was a slight hesitation in his eyes, and a trace of murder flashed.

Xu Zhigang took two steps back slightly defensively, and an iron whip slammed over.