After a few times, Wang Fusheng's fists, elbows, shoulders and knees were all blurred with flesh and blood, and at this time, the beating of the powerful heart made Wang Fusheng's recovery ability soar rapidly in this crazy state, and Wang Fusheng saw bones on his fist with a punch, and even cracks appeared on the bones like the rules of heaven and earth, but after the punch went back, the bones that were originally exposed were covered with flesh and blood, and the cracks on the bones were instantly recovered.

With such a strong recovery force and Wang Fusheng's madness, it is like tearing and healing a wound continuously, and the pain is heartbreaking. And Wang Fusheng's still persistent attacker, the rules of heaven and earth that could not be conquered were like a with an anthill at this time, and Wang Fusheng was breaking the embankment little by little along the anthill. The embankment was not cast to block the flood, but to delineate the rules, and it was unimaginably hard, and Wang Fusheng had to pay a great price and pain for every inch of his advance.

But Wang Fusheng still gritted his teeth and blessed, because he found that every time he moved forward, the faces of the couple would be clearer, and the expectation of being able to see the faces of the couple clearly overwhelmed any pain and fatigue brought to Wang Fusheng by breaking the shackles of the rules.

"It should be over." The eagle looked at Wang Fusheng, who was surrounded by heaven and earth, uneasily, and measured his steps back and forth, his face becoming more and more solemn. He didn't tell Wang Fusheng that this time was actually just a preview. It is also said that the eagle did not expect Wang Fusheng to break the shackles of the rules of heaven and earth all at once.

Even in his own era when the strong were like rain, there were endless geniuses who could fight against the sky, and no one could break free from the shackles of the rules at one time, even if this was only the first step taken by the battle sky. So the eagle didn't dream of making Wang Fuheng succeed once, he just wanted Wang Fusheng to feel it, and then slowly figure it out little by little.

As long as Wang Fusheng can hold on to the crack left by the Gu worm and prevent it from healing, and absorb a trace of the breath of the outside world, in fact, Wang Fusheng will complete the task. Because of this hint of the outside world as an introduction, Wang Fusheng can break through the ninth layer of force and enter the tenth layer of force to take the road of battle heaven that no one else has walked. And Wang Fusheng has a special bloodline, so it should be no problem to keep this thin seam, but at this time, I don't know what went wrong with Lu Dao, and a month has passed. Wang Fusheng still hasn't come out. This made the eagle a little anxious.

Half a month ago, Wang Fusheng stopped roaring, because he no longer had the strength to roar. At this time, its body is generally bound by the big net of rules, and the other half is breaking the big net of rules and enjoying the breath of freedom outside the rules.

It's like half of your body bathing in the spring breeze while the other half of your body is tormented by a blazing fire. At this time, Wang Fusheng had already experienced the feeling of being torn apart by two different rules, because at this time, he was torn apart by these two rules, and it seemed that he would be torn to pieces in the next moment.

"I'm not reconciled!" Wang Fusheng shouted frantically in his heart.

He could already see the crown on the man's forehead, and he could already feel the indifference of the man looking down on all beings, and the kindness of looking at himself. He had also felt the warmth of the woman's embrace, and felt the warmth of the woman's intimacy on his little face. But. His body was now running out of oil.

Whether it was the soul, the heart, the demon dragon bloodline, or his true bloodline, Wang Fusheng searched every corner of his body and squeezed out the amount of power in every cell. But he could only open half of his body, and at this time, he would have collapsed if it wasn't for the support of perseverance.

The unwillingness to play reverberated in Wang Fusheng's body, he seemed to have returned to the war-torn world, one by one his comrades-in-arms covered for himself one after another, and he was seriously injured and was carried away by two comrades-in-arms, and the last cannonball hit him. The two comrades-in-arms flew and crushed themselves under them, and everyone died after the end, only themselves lived.

"Huh. You bastards, all dead and left me behind, do you know that life is sometimes more painful than death? Go to the big picture of TM, go to the calmness of TM. When Lao Tzu's life needs your protection, it's a big deal to die together, and it's better than coming back to be a good student. ”

The net of rules in front of Wang Fusheng and the most unforgettable hatred hidden in his heart are intertwined. Wang Fusheng, who was on the verge of collapse and was very haggard, smiled. He was seriously injured and had no choice, but now he has a choice.

A flame appeared in Wang Fusheng's sea of consciousness, not the magic fire of the demon dragon but the fire of the soul. The moment the flames appeared, it was as if Mars had lost all the oil barrels, Wang Fusheng's soul burned rapidly, and a huge energy that had never been seen before poured into Wang Fusheng's dry body.

"I don't want to regret it anymore, I don't want to live more painfully than die. So – I'm going to have to see who you are! The pain of soul burning did not make Wang Fusheng change color in any way. At this time, his eyes were fixed on the couple, and Lian slowly raised his hands.

I don't know when the unicorn token appeared in Wang Fusheng's hand, as Wang Fusheng raised his hand, the unicorn token turned into a long halberd, and there was a unicorn head lurking on the head of the spear, and the half-moon-shaped halberd blade was a bit like Fang Tian's halberd, but it was more domineering than Fang Tian's halberd.

"Kill!" Wang Fusheng, who had just raised the unicorn halberd, slashed down, and a gray cold light carried Wang Fusheng's burning soul and actually draped it in the net of rules that bound him. The entire world fell silent in an instant, and the silence was a little terrifying. Wang Fusheng maintained the posture of splitting the halberd, and the rule net was still shining.

Click! A crack appeared on the surface of the regular web, and then the crack expanded rapidly like a spider's web covering the whole body of the regular web, and then with a bang, the regular web all turned into fragments, like an ice sculpture that had been vigorously recited.

"Nonsense!" A voice full of majestic rebuke exploded in Wang Fusheng's mind, as if he came from above the Nine Heavens, as if he was from under the Nine Shadows.

"Huh." The unicorn halberd was inserted on the ground, and Wang Fusheng, who knelt down on one leg, could only hold on to the halberd to stabilize his body. Hearing this reprimand, which was full of majesty and seemed to vibrate in Kyushu, Wang Fusheng did not have a trace of fear, but showed a smile. There is an indescribable warm current in my heart, and this warm current is called fatherly love.

"It seems that Kitty Eagle is old enough to teach you to be like this. Now ...... fool around" Hearing Wang Fusheng's laughter, the man's face became serious, but no matter how serious he was, he couldn't hide a proud hungry smile on the corner of his mouth. The first time you break through the shackles of the rules, you directly break all the rules.

This is definitely an unprecedented feat, even back then, he only broke half of the rule net and was powerless. He wanted to use the majesty of a father to punish this son who didn't even make a mistake with his life, but when he said it, he didn't know how to punish him.

"Doom is coming. Whether we can reunite or not is up to you, son. Your mother is missing a good dish, it depends on whether you have the ability to eat it. Shaking his head, the man smiled dumbly, facing his son, who did not know how many lifetimes of reincarnation of the Dao Dao had awakened his bloodline, he only had doting, he could erase the lives of all beings, but he didn't know how to punish his son. So he could only shake his head with a little depression. nodded at Wang Fusheng's eyebrows.

Wang Fusheng felt very tired, very tired. Although he hadn't seen his mother clearly, his father's expression left a deep impression on him, although it was only a few words, but the resentment in his heart that his parents abandoned him turned into a warm current, because he understood that he was not abandoned by his parents, but for another reason.

The golden lines that originally maintained only one passage expanded instantly with the man's fingers, enveloping Wang Fusheng's whole body. At this point, though, it's no longer a hold. Don't let the passage be restored by the power of the rules. Instead, it restrained Wang Fusheng's whole body like the power of rules, leaving only a small hole the size of an arm to communicate with the outside world, introducing the breath of the outside world to continuously wash Wang Fusheng's body. Wang Fusheng's body was too fragile to withstand so much external power, so he could only figure it out slowly.

The demon dragon bloodline had quieted down, and with the breath of the outside world, it washed over Wang Fusheng's flesh and bones, making them stronger little by little. The deepest part of the body belonged to Wang Fusheng's true bloodline, which was dormant, and at this time, Wang Fusheng's body could not withstand the energy that it completely let go. Therefore, he could only hibernate, releasing a trace of breath to join the demon dragon bloodline in the process of strengthening Wang Fusheng's body. Wang Fusheng's body became stronger faster.

In Wang Fusheng's dantian, the original gaseous force turned into a liquid state, forming a waterhole in Wang Fusheng's body, yes, it is a waterhole, although it is only about three meters wide, but it is indeed a waterhole. If this is seen by others, his jaw will definitely drop, because only the ancient martial artist who has broken through ninety percent and entered the beast level will condense the liquid.

The force after the liquid is only a few drops in general. There are more than a dozen drops of talent gathered together to form a small water ball, and in the more powerful ones, there can be a bowl of liquid or so, which is already considered against the sky. Even a genius who is rare to see in a thousand years can only condense his force liquid to the extent that the washbasin is about the same. This is still an achievement with the assistance of a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures, as well as some anti-heaven elixirs. And Wang Fusheng actually came up with a small pool. This is no longer something that can be described by the sky and BT.

And in Wang Fusheng's sea of knowledge, the originally burning soul was already weak at this time, and the golden lines were constantly flashing on Wang Fusheng's soul, just like a golden armor, and the flickering lines absorbed the rare soul power between heaven and earth, nourishing Wang Fusheng's somewhat weak soul little by little, which was more than drinking the spiritual medicine Niu Cha.

The most resentful dissipation in his heart made his whole body extremely ethereal. He can face those hatreds in the past with a normal heart, no longer entangled in those hatreds, and destroy them when he encounters them, so that he can enjoy life well before encountering them. I no longer live for myself, and I also have the hope of wanting to live for my dead comrades, so enjoy life well, and they can also feel this beautiful atmosphere.

"Ahh

Feeling the surging force in his veins, Wang Fusheng showed a satisfied smile, ten layers of force. That's right, it's the tenth layer, his strength in reality has reached the same height as in the game, and Wang Fusheng always has an unreal feeling of using such powerful force in the game. But at this time, he felt full of strength, indescribable fullness.

I looked at my communicator, and three days have passed, which means that I have been in my training space for another three years, no, I was fighting against the rules of heaven and earth for the previous month, and I have been sleeping for the rest of the time.

"No wonder the originally weak soul has recovered at this time, but the soul can also wear armor?" Wang Fusheng can already be decorated at this time. Seeing that the soul sitting in the sea of consciousness had fully recovered, even more powerful than in its previous heyday, and was wearing a battle armor with golden lines, Wang Fusheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Wang Fusheng could clearly feel the power of this armor, just like a dormant murderer, once it was recovered, it would be earth-shattering. And the armor seems to be able to continuously absorb the purest soul power that is free between heaven and earth, nourishing Wang Fusheng's soul little by little. From ancient times to the present, countless monk souls are the most difficult to cultivate. Because whether it is force or forging the body, these are borne by the body, and the most posterior person dies like a lamp extinguished, and the body decays and returns to nature. But the soul is different, and the soul has to enter reincarnation.

The real detachment from samsara is not invisible, it is not the detachment of the body, but the detachment of the soul. Ordinary people's souls grow with the growth of people's strength, and the most common ones are often physically strong souls, because most of the souls are passive growth, and it is very difficult to cultivate. Moreover, there is no way to cultivate, no matter what appears in that era, even if it is just a basic method of cultivating the soul. Even some hidden old monsters will be excited to rush blood.

Wearing a piece of armor that can protect the soul, and this armor can also nourish the soul, so you can make the soul strong without practicing sleeping every day. If this is known, he will not be jealous and tear Wang Fusheng to pieces.

"Don't look at it, it's a soul family, only those with great abilities can find some god-level materials that can be refined by the existence of some god-level materials. It can protect your soul from attack and keep you alive even if your body is broken. Now the foundation has been laid, so in addition to exercising in the future. You also need to exercise the soul. The voice of the eagle exploded in Wang Fusheng's mind, and Wang Fusheng had seen the small ball that was constantly rotating around his soul, and that was where the training space was.

"Exercise the soul? How to exercise? And I feel that even if I don't exercise my soul, I'm constantly getting stronger, so I don't need to exercise, right? Wang Fusheng was stunned for a moment and asked.

"You know what to say, even though your soul is getting stronger. But that's just a virtual strengthening, just like if you overeat every day and gain weight. It takes constant training to turn the fat of your body into strong muscles, so that your soul is more combative, understand? ”

"The truth is clear, but will it be superfluous to do this, my soul seems to be very strong. When the time comes to use the soul in the battle, it will be a short time to directly let go of Zhihai and crush it. Anyway, whether it's a fat man or a muscular man, the other party can't resist it. So you don't have to go through that much trouble and still have to exercise, right? ”

"Trouble!" The eagle is like a cat with its tail stepped on, eight feet high, if others get a way to exercise their souls, they will definitely be offered by their ancestors, and it has become a trouble for Wang Fusheng, which makes the eagle have an urge to strangle Wang Fusheng.

Although it is inevitable to exercise the soul of Zhilu Dao, after all, compared to a muscular man, a fool also knows that Lu Dao is powerful. However, Wang Fusheng still pretended to be very reluctant to stimulate the eagle, and fought with the eagle, making the eagle's anger thunderous. Wang Fusheng hummed a song and began to pack his things.

Now if you want to break through the daily uninterrupted accumulation, you need a glimmer of opportunity, or find out those truly rare treasures. Casually combining the remaining medicinal materials that he could not use, Wang Fusheng put away the trap outside and drove home.

It's night on a highly civilized planet, the sky is always gray, and humans are always healed and forget the pain. The lesson of the earth's pollution seems to have become a lesson in the history books that only look at it, and humanity still chooses the easiest way to develop – to plunder nature.

Taking a breath in the cold air of the night, Wang Fusheng felt that he had never been so relaxed in so many years. Especially after learning about his sealed memory, Wang Fusheng made up for the last trace of regret in his soul, but the identity of the dean's mother seems to be a little special, and this matter cannot be rushed.

"I was four years old, the dean's mother was seventeen years old, I was 23 years old, not 24 years old, and the dean's mother was also 37 years old. I don't know if there are any children in Lu Dao. Wang Fusheng is not enough, and he thinks about it.

Throwing things into the rear compartment, Wang Fusheng drove the hovercar and began to take off. The steady atmosphere of the Audi makes Wang Fusheng feel a little awkward to drive, such a style seems to be more suitable for a thirty or forty-year-old uncle, not for a young man in his twenties. However, Wang Fusheng felt that this was very good before, and he seemed to be very stable. But now it feels a little awkward, and this feeling is a little indescribable, but if it is awkward, it is better to change to another one.

"What is Wang Xu doing?" At this time, Wang Fusheng's mood was indescribably relaxed, and he seemed to have suddenly changed from an old man who had experienced vicissitudes to the heart of a young man, wanting to find someone to drink. However, the first thing he thought of was not Lei Gong Wang Meng, but Wang Xu with a trace of the temperament of the second ancestor. Maybe it's night now, Wang Fusheng doesn't want to disturb Wang Meng. (To be continued......)