When the nineteenth new course --- pagoda meat without dried plum vegetables came out of the pot, Yevre was so nervous that he summoned the Scarlet Notebook from time to time, waiting for the last minute to come.

After saying hello to Ziophra in advance and putting the fragrant and very flavorful rake soft and fat sausages on the plate, Yevre rushed to the dormitory building across the alley without hesitation.

Hurriedly rushed to the heavily guarded basement training hall, and then to the circle that had been arranged in advance, with the prepared metal bucket of clear water.

When the lilac light mask rose again, and the dark gray fog filled the air, covering it tightly, and after five days, Yevre began a new round of advanced exercises.

Boundless pain hit, warm currents shuttling through boiling blood, rapidly expanding muscles, slightly trembling bones as rigid as iron, and semi-blue bone marrow that kept shrinking, all of which indicated the difference in this advancement.

A large amount of black dirt was crowded outward one after another.

Yevre can't even figure it out, isn't it just washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, as for such an exaggeration?

If it weren't for the familiarity with his body, Jevre wondered if he had just crawled out of the dung pit.

Nausea, uncomfortable, and want to vomit, but unfortunately when I gritted my teeth and endured the boundless pain, I really couldn't tolerate my stomach turning over again.

Clenching his fists and striking the hard ground, ignoring the slight cracks of flesh and completely ignoring the sinking pit, Jevre found a way to vent his pain.

Without saying a word, he continued to wave his fists with all his might, with bursts of sharp sonic booms, concentrating all his energy on the pit in front of him, like an enemy who did not share the sky, a heavy fist of life, with a Taoist phantom, and kept falling heavily.

When the crater in front of me was more than ten feet deep, the boundless pain, like a huge wave of low tide, completely receded from the blood, bone marrow, and bones.

Yevre, who was still sore and swollen, looked at the bloodstained potholes, looked at his hands that were healing rapidly in disbelief, and his self-confidence rose spontaneously.

I'm afraid this strength will not exceed 100,000 pounds.

And the strength of this bone has also increased significantly, at least it has been hammered on the hard ground, but there are no signs of fractures or bone cracks.

Although both hands were fleshy, they didn't hurt their muscles and bones, just flesh wounds.

This flesh wound is mainly the result of not being able to grasp the strength of oneself and hitting indiscriminately.

I don't know how much the defense has increased, but I will go back to Ziopra's private estate in a while to test it out.

Smelling the strange smell that permeated the whole body, and then looking at the layers of dirt, I hurriedly washed it at will, but I didn't even take off the leather armor.

Although it is covered by dark gray mist, it is difficult to guarantee that Ziophra will not see it, so it is better not to be ugly.

After the wash, Yevre let out a loud roar, suggesting that Ziophra could remove the lilac barrier.

Truth be told, this thing, even though it was meant to protect itself, always reminded Jevre of the birdcage.

It always feels weird.

The lilac barrier suddenly dissipated, turning into tiny mottled dots of light, and then vanished.

The dark gray mist, like a tornado, blew through and dispersed in an instant.

Yevre looked up and looked left and right, but fortunately Ziophra learned his lesson and sent the heavily guarded guards away in advance, so that he didn't see Yevre's watery appearance again.

"Thanks, Ziophra, I'll go upstairs and take a shower, I'm dirty. ”

Without waiting for Ziophra and Louisa to react, Jevre walked like a fly, carrying an afterimage, and the wind swept away the leaves, and hurried to the top floor of the stone building.

Take out the bronze key in the storage ring, turn left and right three times, and then push open the gray metal door.

I rushed to the exquisite bathroom in three or two steps, and washed carefully.

The simple flushing of the leather armor just now didn't have much effect, but the facial features and limbs could be seen.

Pots of black, dirty water, with a strange fishy smell and even floating pale yellow grease, were carried away by the pipes hidden deep in the corners.

Finally clean and refreshed, Yevre changed into a spare Xuanjie suit in the storage ring, closed the metal door, and walked slowly back to the hall on the first floor.

Along the way, Yevre, who was full of red light, radiant and dragon-like, greeted the beautiful succubus ladies casually and with a smile on his face.

As for their all-pervasive flattering eyes and grinning flirtation, Quan Dang didn't see it.

A bunch of goblins, even if their strength is greatly improved, they are not afraid of being sucked into the human body, and they will not wander at will.

I'm not that casual.

Looking at Ziophra, who was about to speak, Yevre blinked, and walked out of the building first, heading straight for the giant "carriage" that stayed outside the restaurant.

When they first met, the Xuan-Rank Primal Realm Vi Beast, which had made Yevre's calves a little weak, the obvious coercion that was exposed was like a breeze blowing on his face, and he no longer felt any little fear.

Instead, I was a little eager to try and try to fight hand-to-hand.

Half-lying on the curved chaise longue, looking at Ziophra and Yevre who followed closely behind, Yevre took the initiative to speak.

"Don't ask me how much progress I've made, I don't know. However, now his whole body was boiling with blood, and he felt like he could kill a Vishoni with a single punch. The upper part of "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" breaks through the second stage of entry, and the strength is improved to the middle realm, which is cool. If you keep improving your strength, you will always be refreshed. ”

Between the words, Jevre was so excited that he was incoherent.

There is no way, Yevre, whose self-confidence suddenly bursts, is a little self-indulgent.

Perhaps it was the one-time promotion that was too big and gave Jevre the illusion.

"It's true that after the test is completed, and there is accurate data, we can know the changes at this stage. But seeing that you are now full of blood and energy, your eyes are like torches, and there is a faint coercion, I am afraid that you should not be underestimated. ”

Ceophrazi carefully observed the external details of Yevre, and after a long time, he nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied expression.

If you're not satisfied, look at this mid-level physical body, I'm afraid it's not much different from your physical strength.

Although he is a shadow demon, he is not a demon who is good at strength, and his physical strength is far inferior to that of a strong demon of the same level, but he still has a strength of almost 250,000 pounds, and he can easily beat an ordinary high-level peak realm strong demon.

As for the illusion technique that he is good at, it doesn't matter if he doesn't mention it, as long as he is not an invincible powerhouse in the same realm who is intensive in his spiritual power, it is all a dish.

As Yevre looked inside with his mental powers, Lias and Viciofra looked at each other, and then whispered to each other.

"Ziophra, do you say that this guy Yevre is a little inflated, and his strength has greatly improved, so he doesn't know the feeling of the sky and the earth. Don't you know that the Xuan-Tier, Earth-Tier, and Heaven-Rank powerhouses above, he can't afford to provoke any of them?

Lias was half envious and jealous, half sour and deliberately reminded.

"Lias, I don't believe that you haven't seen it with your knowledge, your exercises are not simple! This breakthrough, the increase in Yevre's strength is far greater than last time. It's really a bit of a mid-rank demon, and it's still that top-notch mid-rank bloodline. ”

Ziophra's expression was solemn, and his pupils constricted involuntarily.

"Yes, yes, but I've seen it before, the broken version of "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" shouldn't have such a strong effect, it's a bit weird!"

Lias's pink wrist and foot tapped his forehead gently, and he was a little confused for a while.

"What's wrong with you guys that you don't understand? Anyway, the exercises were given by you, and I just followed the tips of the Moth Bloodline, and strangely used cooking food to cultivate. If you want to say that the person who really can't figure out the situation and is confused, it should be me. ”

While looking inward, but still focusing on two things, listening to the whispers in his ears, Yevre couldn't help but complain.

“......”

For a moment, Ceophra and Lias looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and looked at Yevre with more and more strange expressions.

"Forget it, the bloodline thing is too profound, I have shallow knowledge, and there has been no breakthrough in research for hundreds of years, so I don't have an axe to figure it out at will. Let it be. ”

At this moment, Ziophra took the initiative to bow down and no longer discuss this embarrassing topic.

"Yevre, don't look at me like this! You may not be able to bear the priest's sacrifice. Moreover, isn't it just a casual discussion, you need to have eyes as big as a copper bell, or a little afraid. ”

The corners of Lias's mouth curled, and he pretended to be aggrieved and teased.

“......”

After glancing back and forth, Yevre continued to look inward, without saying a word.

You are all uncles, Xiaosheng should entertain yourself, so as not to be hit by you at will.

Not long after, when Yevre was still looking inwardly at the tendon of his right hand, the group of three, under the traction of the Vivi Beast, returned to the private manor that was still mysterious.

As soon as he got off the giant "carriage", Yevre rushed impatiently to the training hall on the second floor, breaking through the pace of sound, with a sonic boom that tore through the air, bringing ripples alive.

A gust of wind blew, and Jevre came to the rectangular test metal plate, expertly activating the button.

As soon as the illusory screen crept on, Yevre pushed his right leg back with all his might, his leg muscles tensed, along the flexible waist muscles, all the way to the muscled right arm.

In an instant, the waist and horse were united, and the whole body was poured into one point, and with a low snort, the big right fist of the casserole with all his strength hit the rectangular test metal plate hard.

The rectangular metal plate, like stressed cotton, contracted inward, with layers of waves, centered on the foothold of the heavy fist, spreading rapidly.

The rectangular metal plate shook slightly backwards a few times before it returned to normal.

The last breakthrough was full of 70,000 pounds, but it was taken lightly by the rectangular test board, and there was no abnormal movement.

It seems that he is really a big step forward!

As Jevre pondered, Ceophra and Lias stared at the flickering numbers on the illusory screen.

140,000 pounds!

That's a staggering number, twice as much as when Yevre entered the lower realm.

According to Ziophra, this strength is almost the same as that of a Hercules at the peak of the Ranks!

It is only 110,000 pounds short of 250,000 pounds of strength from Ziopra.

Little monsters!

At this moment, Ziophra had this idea.

If Yevre's "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" breaks through again, won't he have to surpass his physical strength?

It's only been a few days, is there going to be an accelerated version of "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi"?

Or is it the true interpretation of "Don't bully the poor boy"?

Although his physical strength is far inferior to that of the same level, it is also the result of hundreds of years, and every catty of strength is a combination of blood and tears.

At this moment, Ceophra was in a complicated mood, and he could tell whether he was envious, jealous, hateful, or ecstatic.

Infinite hope is mixed with incomparable loss, so weird!

Ziophra's eyes were like a torch, like a sharp sword, to see through Yevre's skin and bones, and look directly into the internal organs to see if he was talented or had strange skills.

It's a pity that the glowing blue light quietly flowed through Yevre's cyan skin, completely rejecting Ziopra, who was using the secret technique.

Lias looked at Ziophra with a tangled face, and then looked at Yevre, who was ecstatic and about to burst with joy, and continued to watch silently.

Once again, without the sharing of the power of Yevre's breakthrough, Lias confirmed his suspicion more and more.