The spring days in the northwest are short, and in an instant it is early summer.

The scorching sun exposes the ground to the ground like a frying pan, and when you step on it, you will suddenly feel a stream of heat pouring in from the soles of your feet. There are few pedestrians on the mountain roads, and most of them hide in the shade of trees until the sun sets.

On such a hot noon day, on the rugged mountain road, a middle-aged man in a strong suit was sweating profusely and walking along the gravel road. Every time this middle-aged man took a step, it seemed to be very heavy, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. The man's face was blue, his breath was like a cow, and he was obviously physically exhausted. Rao was like this, the middle-aged man still gritted his teeth, and insisted on walking for more than two miles, and then sat down under the shade of a tree on the side of the road and rested.

This middle-aged man is Ling Li, who has just entered the Demon Beast Mountain Range and has just entered the Demon Beast Mountain Range and has made up his makeup, but now he has entered the Demon Beast Mountain Range for more than half a month, and he has gradually adapted to the weight of the weight suit on his body. From just putting on this weight suit and only walking more than ten kilometers a day, to now being able to walk dozens of kilometers on mountain roads in one breath, and even being able to run short distances, the progress can be described as fast.

Anyone who is carrying a Type 96 tank on his back will not be too pleasant.

In this half month, Ling Li is to collect some herbs, and as for hunting, it can only be handed over to the guards of the witch clan. In addition, Xiao Hei has grown the size of a mountain fox, enough to feed and clothe himself, and Ling Li's current role is that of a chef, responsible for roasting and cooking the prey caught by Xiao Hei.

Ling Li meditated and rested under the tree, and could feel a trace of heat emerging from the depths of his bones, moisturizing the soreness and swelling muscles of his body, and his Vajra Immortal Body cultivation seemed to have increased a little. And you can only feel this way when you reach exhaustion every time.

Forging the body and cultivating penance, only by challenging the limits of one's body again and again, can there be a trace of progress.

Even so, if it weren't for the fact that 207 used that red liquid to soak him in the trial space every night to recover, I am afraid that Ling Li would have been exhausted a long time ago.

Ling Li shook his head, no wonder except for some martial artists from poor backgrounds, no one was willing to cultivate physical cultivation.

Of course, this excludes some monster geniuses.

There was no shortage of monsters in that world, and Ling Li was actually one of these "demons" now.

After a short rest, Ling Li swallowed another Guiyuan Pill that had recovered his source power and embarked on a long journey again......

The valley is empty, the dense forest is silent, and the mountain breeze is gentle, but it makes people feel very refreshed.

This place already belongs to the edge of the savage domain, and the guards of the witch and demon clan have been sent to the periphery by him, and they are guarding on the side to affect the cultivation.

Xiao Hei, who had grown into a half-grown dog, stood at Ling Li's feet, his ears were propped up, his eyes were fixed on the left front, and his mouth was whimpering in a low voice twice.

Ling Li's nose twitched twice, and a faint medicinal fragrance came from the air, "I know, I know, there is a medicinal fragrance there." ”

Ling Li glanced at Xiao Hei, this little guy's nose is too smart, and after a long time, Ling Li has also practiced to greatly increase his sense of smell.

"Whoosh!" Xiao Hei was like an arrow off the string, and he rushed out in one fell swoop.

Ling Li followed behind it, unhurried.

No matter who carries dozens of tons of heavy loads all day long, they don't want to waste even the slightest bit of physical strength.

After a while, the fragrance of medicine became stronger and stronger, and between several rocks, a dark red herb swayed in the wind, and a golden fruit on the top was even more eye-catching, exuding bursts of enticing medicinal fragrance.

"Red Blood Golden Yang Fruit?!" Ling Li exclaimed, this Red Blood Golden Yang Fruit is a mid-grade elixir in the ground level, it is very rare in itself, and what is even more rare is that this thing is a good medicine to supplement the source power of the gold system, the gold herb is already rare, and its preciousness is comparable to the high-grade elixir of the ground level.

Ling Li was overjoyed, he carefully excavated the entire Red Blood Golden Yang Fruit from between the mountains and rocks, made a wooden box, cultivated it inside, and prepared to transplant it into the trial space.

Tired and sweating profusely, he stood up, stretched out his left arm, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, two figures came out of the woods, "Leave the golden yang fruit, this is the first thing we saw, I didn't expect it to be almost dug up by you." ”

One of them was in his thirties, thin and slender, with a pair of judge's pens in his hands, and the other was a tall, bald man of twenty-five or six. Seeing the red-blooded golden yang fruit on the ground, the thin man's eyes suddenly showed greed, and he spoke.

Ling Li turned around and squinted at the two of them, the aura of these two people has the level of martial arts, especially the thin man, his strength is probably in the late stage of martial arts, and he is about to advance to the congenital, this level is not bad in the ground-like medicine collection pioneer team in this mountain, but it is still far from enough in Ling Li's eyes.

At the moment, his expression remained unchanged, "This herb has been dug for more than an hour, are the two of you trying to rob it?" ”

The thin man didn't expect Ling Li to be so calm, but he was a little weak-hearted, and then looked at the situation around him, and the person in front of him didn't look like he had any companions nearby, so he plucked up his courage again, raised the judge's pen in his hand, pointed at Ling Li, and said, "Boy, the mountains and rivers don't turn, which line is your friend?" ”

Ling Li rubbed his nose: "Get a yarn, who is your friend?" ”

The bald man's eyes lit up, and he stared at the ring on Ling Li's hand, "Third brother, this kid doesn't know how to make incisions, and he has a very raw face, so it's definitely not on the road." He actually has a storage ring on his body, it may be a fat sheep released by which sect, let's do it! The aura he felt from Ling Li's body was only about the high level of the martial artist, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and waved the iron rod in his hand impatiently.

Unexpectedly, the thin man stretched out his hand to stop him, "Sixth, we still have important matters, so let's let this kid go this time first." ”

The bald head seemed extremely reluctant, and glanced at Ling Li, "Hmph, boy, you're lucky this time!" Unexpectedly, his figure suddenly burst out, picked up the iron rod and smashed it at Ling Li, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, suffer death!" ”

The thin man was also suddenly embarrassed, and a pair of judge's pens in his hand also fell sharply on Ling Li's acupoint.

The two of them broke out at this time, which made it difficult for people to be on guard, and they were very skilled in cooperating, and it seems that they had done murder and treasure robbery before.

Boom! While! Bang!

saw that the iron rod and the judge's pen fell on Ling Li's body but were bounced out, and then Ling Li's left hand grabbed the thin man's neck, and his right hand smashed directly on the bald man's lower abdomen. I saw that the bald body was directly smashed out more than ten meters, and the iron rod in his hand fell, spitting blood from his mouth, and struggling on the ground.

The thin man broke his neck, covered his neck with both hands, his eyes were scattered, and he collapsed to the ground like a noodle.

Due to the suppression and influence of the black jade weight suit, Ling Li looked dusty, and he was tired and sweaty even after walking a mountain road, and he didn't look like a master at all.

Those two robbers were a little stupid in an instant, you are a master above the innate realm, what kind of poor little white rabbit are you pretending?

For a moment, the eyes of these two people were full of resentment.

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