"Kaka! The bones made a sound like a bean cracking, and the pain gradually intensified like a tear. Mo Ninghong gritted his teeth and didn't dare to relax. The last time, he was almost dead because of his relaxation.

"Humph!" The ink snorted, the stew hurts, the meridians in the body float, there are signs of expansion, all the flesh, bones and muscles are tightened, every joint, it seems to be twisted, painful, it is really not something that ordinary people can bear, fortunately the ink is self-harming, not afraid of pain, but there is a pain spreading.

Soon, his skin became stronger inch by inch, his muscles and bones were stronger, his channels widened slightly, his physical strength was like an explosion, 360 holes and orifices came out, and his whole body was red and hot.

At the same time, the practice of gas in the sea of qi is constantly intact and then compressed and condensed, which quickly increases a lot. Although it still does not break through the qi practice, its strength has increased a lot. At this time, the power of the fist, I'm afraid, can really match the tiger.

"Called...... After stopping the surgical method, Mo Ninghong breathed a long sigh of relief, then stood up, moved his muscles and bones, tightly closed the joints of his fingers, broke them gently, and then made a "click" sound, absolutely powerful, Mo Ninghong grinned, very satisfied.

As he gazed at the starry sky in the one-dimensional building, and the determination of the one-dimensional god came to mind, all he heard was an ethereal voice.

"The foundation of success can be formally cultivated, one of the gods, 81 layers, layers of the sky, the body of the gods, the earth through the heavens, complete the body of the gods, invincible in the world!

When he listened, he was amazed. He wondered where the sound came from. Is there anyone else in the building?

However, his strength, without practice, actually became the first floor, and the interior of this building is huge as the sky, and he is also connected to the exterior of the second floor can not be seen, if there is any secret of this building, I am afraid it is also on the top floor, he can't solve it for the time being.

"This building is a replica of the Yuan and Vientiane Towers. You can go up to the 35th and 14th floors.

In the morning, Hong Xiaoling lowered her head and said over and over again.

"Sweet and sour... I only heard a burst of music coming out of my stomach, Mo Ninghong covered his stomach, and immediately smiled bitterly, it seems that he hasn't eaten for a long time, his stomach is empty, and he doesn't feel it on the Vientiane God who has never practiced for a dollar, and now his energy is exhausted, and he can't hold it!

In a word, hungry!

Mo Ninghong rubbed her stomach and thought carefully for a while. Finally, he recited the mantra silently. The Vientiane Mansion of one dollar instantly turned into a beam of light and flew back to his immortal sea.

He cautiously scanned his surroundings, pricking up his ears to listen, but there was no sound. He had to look for food with a pained expression and hunger.

Moninghong was startled, retracted one foot, frowned, and muttered, "There will be no more traps." I don't want to be blown up again. ”

Before he was injured by the explosion, he at least had the strength to practice, but now if he did it again, he might not be able to climb up, and he could only wait for death.

"Sweet and sour... His stomach began to rumble again, and he was dark and hungry.

He had to take a gamble that if he stayed, he wouldn't starve to death and wouldn't be eaten by wild beasts.

So he stared at every inch of the field like a minesweeper, lest something unusual happen. He walks slowly, has weak heels, and sometimes finds a wild fruit.

In this way, he walked in a daze for a long time, but Mo Ninghong didn't even find a fairy beast. He secretly cursed God in his heart, even if a hare jumped out, it would be okay. Will he really starve to death? Instead of being killed, he starved to death, which made him think about it funny.

"My life! Minghong gritted her teeth, looked into his eyes calmly, and said in a deep voice, "It's not up to your god to decide!"

A strong desire to survive supported him, and he suddenly gained some strength and walked a little faster.

As he walked, he suddenly smelled a smell of roasted meat.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately realized that there must be someone ahead!

He took a step forward, stopped, and thought to himself: what if it is a strong person, if he does not like it, if it happens to be those people who want to kill him?

At this time, he thought, he could shout out a dollar Vientiane Tower to defend, there was a master Yu Yao who left him a life, it is better to starve to death here than nothing!

Eventually, he saw a bonfire. There was a boy sitting by the grill, munching on the barbecue on the grill, roasting a large wild boar.

The fragrant incense inevitably melted into Hong Mo's snort, and then stared at the golden barbecue, the charcoal was in the tender "Gu Dong ......" "Mo, and Hong Kong swallowed saliva mercilessly, saliva was going to flow, and his eyes were repaired and fixed staring at the barbecue, all of which directly ignored the young man, he walked over step by step like a hungry wolf, getting closer and closer to the young man and the barbecue.

The young man suddenly turned his head and caught a glimpse of Moninghong. His eyes were wide open and his face turned pale.

Mo Ning's feet blushed and he was suddenly stunned.

The young man glanced at Mo Ninghong coldly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and anger came out of his heart.

He looked at him in amazement, his eyes full of anger.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "You kid stands heretical!" Did you take the elixir, this is just a big moment to fart, have you really recovered from the damage?"

He didn't answer, just sniffed, swallowed, and involuntarily moved his eyes to the grill. "You son of a bitch—voila!" Ask your words!" The young man was even more angry, he talked to Mo Ninghong, Mo Ninghong actually ignored him, but kept staring at him for barbecue, what a thing!

Merlinhong's stomach jumped again, and he was so hungry that his saliva was running down his mouth. Then he ran out like a beast, pounced on the roast, took a bite of the pig's leg, and tore off a large piece of meat.

"Damn!" The boy stared blankly at Moninghong, his heart full of anger. He screamed, quickly picked up a wooden thorn on the ground and threw it.

Sou!

Mo Ninghong reacted immediately, and quickly dodged while biting the meat, "Gu Dong" immediately swallowed a big mouth, only to see the young man fly and kick over angrily, he stared at his eyes and waved his hand repeatedly: "Gu Dong ......" crazy.

"Ahh The young man didn't talk to him at all. He flew away with a row of air and a tremendous force. Suddenly, the ground began to sink, and cracks of various sizes cracked. The Force was so terrifying that he was shocked when he saw a boy his age.

"Stop!" Mo Rou tore it off with his hand from his mouth, rolled his eyes, almost suffocated to death, kept waving his hand, and shouted to the boy: "I didn't mean to, brother, don't do this, I'm really starving, you help me, I will repay you in the future!"

"Rewards? The young man had red eyes, pointed at Mo Ning and kept scolding: "You ruined my trap, I haven't settled accounts with you yet!" Do you know how much money I spent on those materials? Do you know how long I've been preparing? Want to eat my barbecue! I'm your grandmother!"