Wind:???

The cold wind looked up, and he was simply at a loss.

I was stunned for a moment before I reacted: "Ahhh

Don't say it's him, Xu Xin is stunned. immediately "poof", and laughed directly: "Wang Chen, you are so shameless, I am obviously talking about you, what is the matter with this junior brother?"

"Hehe," Wang Chen smiled faintly, his expression was as usual, he was said to be shameless, but also light-hearted, "You say I'm cute, I think it's good-looking, there is no doubt about it." But what's the matter with a turtle? As handsome as I am, how can I be like a turtle? You are disrespecting my appearance, it must not be me. ”

"It can't be me. Han Feng finally reacted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face turned a little dark, "You don't look like a turtle, I'm like me?" I'm also a famous flower in the third squad of the Blood Wind Emperor Army, can you give me a little respect?"

"Return a flower ......" Wang Chen pursed his lips and sneered, "Look at yourself, it's not black, put on this turtle shell, you are a black turtle." I don't believe you touch your head to see if you throw up. ”

"Why do I ......vomit?"

Han Feng frowned, feeling that his preface was incompatible and illogical. Immediately, he seemed to understand something, and his eyes widened suddenly, "I'll knock on my mother! Your head is that! You dare to call me a tyrant, duel! Duel now! If I don't kill you today, I'll have your surname!"

The cold wind cracked his eyes.

However, with Wu Qinghong present, he was destined to not be able to jump. Not only did he not kill Wang Chen, but he was suppressed on the spot, and then ran for 20 laps.

That night, the cold wind lay in the tent and wailed. Its voice is miserable, as if someone has exploded a chrysanthemum, the listener is sad, and the listener is in tears.

On the other hand, it is Wang Chen's side.

"Hey, this weight-bearing running, the effect is good, after a day of running, my refining speed has actually increased greatly?" poured a mouthful of spiritual liquid into his mouth, Wang Chen's eyes were surprised.

Pure and refreshing spiritual fluid, melts in the mouth. In the past, it took a week or two to carry it to digest and turn into its own martial energy, but it was just entered, and before it entered the esophagus, it was directly evaporated, turned into pure spiritual power, and combined with Wang Chen's own blood and qi to form martial energy. Its efficiency is so fast that Wang Chen's eyes light up.

"This feeling of physical desire to eat, I haven't had it for a long time, this weight-bearing training has actually expanded my body's inner potential, and even the ability to absorb the medicinal properties of drugs has been improved? And as a student of the Weeping Blood Camp, I can also get a generous portion of the Gongbao Pavilion every month, so it seems that I can just swallow it with confidence?"

Wang Chen secretly thought in his heart: "So, this is the rhythm of breaking through all the way? Fortunately, I am cultivating the Ten Thousand Life Formula, and I have no worries." Otherwise, if you have just broken through the fifth level of martial arts, you will immediately improve your realm non-stop, which will easily cause an unstable foundation and bury huge hidden dangers for your future path. ”

Weight training, naturally, is not unreasonable. Hunger promotes people's appetite, the same reason, the limit of consumption, can also open the limit of people, tap their own potential, not to mention anything else, because the consumption is too large, the body's thirst for heaven and earth treasure is certain, this consumption is a supplement, is a great progress, no wonder some people say that into the weeping blood camp, donkeys can become dragons, although there are some exaggerated ingredients, but also have to say that there is a certain truth.

"Tons of tons of ......"

Discovering the benefits of weight-bearing on cultivation, Wang Chen will not miss the opportunity, and he is drinking spiritual liquid at the moment, which means that he wants to get himself drunk.

It's a pity that this is spiritual fluid, and it can't be drunk.

Because of the physical thirst brought about by the extreme consumption, the effect of the Ten Thousand Life Recipe was almost one hundred and two percent exerted, which caused this spiritual liquid to be evaporated directly into his body as soon as it entered his throat, turning into pure spiritual power and incorporating into his body.

"Boom!"

Wang Chen's body shook, obviously standing there with a casual face, but he directly entered the state of deep cultivation.

That's kind of weird.

You know, it's very difficult to get into a state of deep practice. Don't look at Wang Chen's usual pill and drug abuse, his face is casual, as if he can do it anywhere, but it is a drug, not a practice. When the pill entered his body, it was only roughly refined by the Ten Thousand Life Formula, turned into pure medicinal power, and accumulated in his body. Only a small part of it was turned into force and merged into his sea of qi.

In order to turn all these medicinal powers into martial energy, it is necessary to calm down and concentrate on refining it by operating the Ten Thousand Life Formula.

Like now, just standing, drinking the spiritual liquid, and being able to increase the reserves of martial energy in the body while drinking it is incredible.

Originally, it was already very pleasant to cultivate the Ten Thousand Life Formula, and it was already very pleasant to increase cultivation while eating and drinking, but now that you are eating and drinking, you can directly increase your cultivation crazily, and the increase speed is still several times that of before, even Wang Chen can't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart: It's so cool!

"Turtle Turtle, this speed can't be compared to the Cast Holy Tower. And this is still pure medicinal power, without transformation, it can be directly absorbed by the body, which is several times faster than absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, at this rate, the martial artist is sixfold, all of which can be expected!"

For cultivation, Wang Chen has always been higher and not too high. Anyway, there is a recipe for life and a system, and there is no such thing as going mad or something. And it is undeniable that compared to the others in the Weeping Blood Camp, his cultivation is much lower. Not to mention anything else, the cold wind is two realms higher than him, if you want to be the king and hegemon in the Weeping Blood Camp, you must catch up with your cultivation, the higher it is, the less high it is.

"Gurgling!"

The blood and qi in the body were carried wildly, so that Wang Chen's body surface was dyed with a layer of red, and in the end, because there was too much spiritual power included in the body, in order to integrate more spiritual power and form martial energy, Wang Chen's internal organs trembled, and the rich blood and qi overflowed, and it was actually a bit of cold wind The guy's blood is like yang, and the meaning of the sun is very exaggerated.

"I'm hungry. "The blood qi in the body was frantically consumed, and immediately the hunger pang hit.

This is not the hunger of the cells in the body, but the hunger that Wang Chen can feel himself. The stomach in the body squirmed wildly, as if a gluttonous beast lived. And because of the crazy consumption of qi and blood, his torso was shriveled all at once, and there were symptoms of old age, so shocked that Wang Chen didn't dare to hesitate, hurriedly turned out some blood and qi medicine, and hurriedly swallowed it.

It is much more comfortable to swallow the blood gas medicine.

When the spiritual power of blood and qi reaches a balance, the accumulation of martial qi is naturally faster.

At this moment, outside the tent, a voice came: "I took the liberty to come to the door, didn't you disturb Senior Brother Wang?"