"Well said! Those old foxes are not easy to solve, and Kurosawa's stupid boy is not easy to deal with?"

"Bang" sounded, Hu Teng was so excited that he slapped his palm violently, and hugged Qianyi's shoulder with a big grin, "Qianyi, it is worthy of you! I didn't expect it, you can always think of going with Lao Tzu. ”

Hu Teng's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he didn't care about Qianyi's face, he turned his head to look at the older generation and younger generation of other barbarians, and waved his hand, "Hurry up for Lao Tzu, that kid from Kurosawa must not have an accident." ”

Qianyi's face trembled slightly, and he finally calmed down.

I've never seen such a brazen person!

If it weren't for the fact that this is not the time for infighting, see if Lao Tzu doesn't tear off your face, so you can study how thick it is.

Unlike Nangong Fan, who ran aimlessly in the desert, they knew how to get to the ruined city from the beginning.

Full speed ahead towards your goal!

......

Nangong Fan stood up from his knees again, and a gleam flashed in his pupils.

"You can choose to decline the challenge. A faint voice sounded.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth were crooked, how could this artificial retardation come from so much nonsense! If I refused, would I stand up again and again and hold the stone again?

"Look down on Ben Da Shao, tell you, this time I will definitely challenge this first stone successfully!" Nangong Fan replied menacingly.

No one paid attention to him, and Nangong Fan had already made his own preparations.

Ben Dashao speaks, and he has always been a mouthful of spit and a nail.

"Phew!"

Nangong Fan spit on his hand three times in a row, rubbed it vigorously, and his eyes gradually became focused.

For a moment, he didn't know how many times he had lifted the first stone, and each time he had held on a little longer than the last.

After resting for so long just now, he also tried the second stone before he died.

The taste, not to mention, was full of tears.

But on the first stone, he finally saw the dawn of victory, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

This is not the most important thing, what makes him most happy is that his physique has been steadily growing under this inappropriate lifting of stones.

It's not that this stone works so well, it's just that there is too much unreleased potential in his body.

As long as he feels tired, he will grow stronger after resting for a while.

Lifting this palm-sized stone has made him suffer all the time, and with that strange power.

Nangong Fan's progress was gratifying, at least, he felt that he had truly reached the physique when Hu Teng did not open the power of the totem.

The body has truly reached a level of perfection!

Nangong Fan solemnly hugged the stone.

"Get up for me!"

With this exertion, Nangong Fan suddenly raised the stone to the position of his chest, and there was no tendency to sink.

Nangong Fan's eyes widened, and he continued to exert force, and the stone began to climb up, so fast that it was faster than the snail at the beginning, and he didn't know where it went.

The stone was raised above the neck and ears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nangong Fan took a deep breath, "Go up some more for the master." ”

The arms are fully extended, and the legs are slightly open.

The arms are shaking, the body is shaking.

Nangong Fan opened his mouth and exhaled a breath.

I didn't count the time, just holding the stone like this, feeling the feeling of the thin strange energy permeating the body.

Every bit of flesh and blood is like a hungry and thirsty baby, scrambling to devour that energy.

The power is still growing steadily!

Nangong Fan's trembling body gradually calmed down.

This first stone is no longer a challenge for him. On the contrary, there was a feeling like a spring breeze, but the same strange energy disappeared strangely.

It seems that if you can't compress the body, it won't appear.

Nangong Fan grinned, extremely disappointed in his heart. He originally wanted to rely on this power to directly reach the peak of the epidermis, but it seemed that he was thinking too much.

"Pass!"

The stone in Nangong Fan's hand disappeared strangely, and he still felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden.

The body crackled.

"Whew!"

Nangong Fan screamed excitedly, this physique was even more terrifying than Hu Teng in a normal state! He had finally truly reached the perfection of his combat power, although he was not the outstanding one among them, but only the lowest level of perfection.

can't stand his many laws, or dual cultivation of spirit and body.

Naturally, that method is not comparable to the ordinary.

"Do you want to go to the next level, or do you want to challenge the second stone?"

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank slightly, "If you leave here, what will happen next time you come in?"

"Will appear in the first level. ”

"What about after the second level?"

"It will appear in the second level. ”

Nangong Fan scratched his head, this barbarian path seems to be created for the growth of physical cultivation, and in terms of physical cultivation, he doesn't need to break through the realm at all, otherwise he will play big and exceed the limit of the starry sky realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to go back.

He only needs to increase his strength to the extreme, and he doesn't even dare to exceed this limit, lest an accident happen.

Nangong Fan is also a person who pursues perfection.

For various reasons, Nangong Fan decided not to go to the second level for the time being.

This stone is the best source of strength. He couldn't bear it!

Who knows what the second level is aimed at?

Cultivation should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest.

Nangong Fan decided to go out first to loosen his muscles and bones, so that it would be beneficial to his cultivation and would not do any harm.

In his concept of time, ten days have passed, and I wonder if the Ice Bear Priest listened to him and stayed outside?

If he didn't, he would be very sad.

Of course, if the entrance to leave was really in the cave, Nangong Fan believed that this evil cultivator would definitely not be able to get any benefits.

There are three perfect powerhouses catching turtles in that urn!

But when you reach the starry sky realm, the power of the priest's trickery has increased greatly, and a single negligence will be escaped, and it will be difficult to find it again.

If he was allowed to kill other cultivators on a large scale after reaching consummation, the entire rivers and lakes would set off a bloody storm.

Thinking of this, Nangong Fan said lightly. "I chose to leave. ”

As soon as the words fell, a ray of light emerged, and without giving Nangong Fan any time to react, he swept him away.

The image in front of me is rapidly shrinking and shrinking.

At this time, Nangong Fan saw clearly that he was actually getting bigger, and the space was actually just a step-by-step staircase.

It's really like the ancient road of Tongtian!

It's just that the ancient road to heaven is the mark left by people, and the real Tianjiao, who is extremely outstanding in all aspects, is screened out to join the sect.

And here is more like a thoroughfare, and every space is a targeted special training.

This lifting stone is the initial coordination of the whole body, with strength.

What's next?

Nangong Fan was very curious. On the contrary, they don't care so much about the rewards.

"Poof!"

Strange energies surged all around.

Before Nangong Fan could stand firm, the spars laid by the Ice Bear Priest exploded one by one.

The wolf skull also roared out of his hand, doing the same thing as Nangong Fan, taking advantage of this time to launch a deadly sneak attack.

It's just that in order not to attract attention, Nangong Fan didn't have a formation technique, and he didn't expect to face a perfect powerhouse and fail.

The Ice Bear Priest was much more prepared than Nangong Fan. Even Nangong Fan's path into the stairs was blocked by him, and he was bound to kill with one blow.

Nangong Fan had already guessed this, and he was only slightly stunned in his heart This old guy is really patient, and the black dragon sword in his hand is slashing.

With a powerful blow, even the wolf skull with many supports was slashed upside down by a sword.

"Breakthrough?" The hoarse voice sounded, and the Ice Bear Priest's face was full of solemnity, and many of his small methods of the true consummation body would be useless.

To say that the physical cultivation of being beaten is definitely the best.

Nangong Fan's perfect body cultivation at the peak of the skin membrane is even more resistant to beating. This golden-blue membrane alone swept away all the strange energy that permeated the surroundings.

All evils do not invade!

The Ice Bear Priest was extremely decisive, biting his fingertips, his face turned slightly pale, and he really couldn't bear it in less than two days when he used blood twice in a row.

"You're old!" Nangong Fan watched the energy in his body appear bloody, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

A sword swept out, and there was a great sign of destroying all evil.

Blood is against evil energy, so let's see who is more evil, right?

The black dragon sword roared, and a crescent moon appeared from the front.

The Ice Bear Priest's face welled up with anger, no old man wanted to hear others say that he was old, even if he always lamented that he was old.

Strange patterns appear on the wolf's skull.

"Go!"

Blood covered it, and the lines shone brightly.

Cracks appeared in the wolf's skull, and the surging aura became even more violent.

The Ice Bear Priest didn't stop moving, took out a flute with a strange appearance, put it to his mouth, and played it directly.

This flute, in addition to what the flute should have, has several strings tied to it.

The strange melody is like countless demon beasts fighting. Ignoring the distance, it resounded directly in Nangong Fan's mind.

The movements in Nangong Fan's hand paused slightly, and the blood mist eroded on the epiderma, sizzling.

The wolf's skull also fell from mid-air.

"Get out!"

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed with a gleam, gravity was pervasive, and the wind suddenly rose!

But sluggishness is still inevitable.

The Ice Bear Priest, who had suffered a loss, put down the flute in his hand, his mouth was dripping with blood, and his fingers trembled and flicked the strings.

"Buzz!"

Nangong Fan's body froze, and a strange and terrifying sound rushed into the sea of knowledge, setting off a stormy wave.

The light of the skin on his body was uncertain, and the blood mist was frantically eroding towards it.

The laws used were not controlled by the mind, and they disappeared in an instant.

The wind blows like a breeze.

Gravity seems to have never existed.

The wolf's skull paused slightly in the air, and when gravity faded, the momentum was even more victorious, and it roared.

By the time Nangong Fan finally woke up, the wolf's skull was already close in front of him, the wind was already blowing on his inch-long hair, and an inconspicuous cut had been cut on his face, dripping blood.

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank, without the slightest panic, and gravity still shrouded out, making the wolf's skull pause slightly.

The law of wind is blessed on the palm of the hand, and the shot is as fast as lightning, and the light on it flashes, blocking the front of the face.

Holding the Black Dragon Sword in his right hand, he stabbed straight into the air.

He has studied the basic sword technique for a whole year, but he has not learned anything else, and Nangong Fan has mastered the three-character trick of fast and accurate ruthlessness very skillfully.

The pain of drilling the heart came in the palm of his hand, Nangong Fan frowned slightly, his right hand arrived, and he skillfully used it to pick the wolf skull into the air.

As soon as the wolf skull flew backwards a meter, it turned around and continued to rush towards Nangong Fan, it seemed that the momentum was still there, and there was no loss at all.

Nangong Fan put down his left hand, which was almost pierced, and ignored its gurgling blood, and turned his eyes to look at the Ice Bear Priest.

This old guy was also uncomfortable, he had already consumed precious essence blood, and he was injured by his own heavy strumming.

Eight hundred enemies were wounded, and one thousand were self-inflicted!

Even this did not cause as much damage to Nangong Fan as he imagined.

He didn't expect Nangong Fan to wake up so quickly.

Nangong Fan is inexperienced in dealing with these methods, but he can't stand his comprehension of the law and has already given birth to divine thoughts, and he can recover quickly if he resists hard.

Unless he can reach the limit of perfection like the monster in Beiliang City, he can not move for a while.

After that experience, the Ice Bear Priest was still far from doing so.

"It's my turn!"