"Fight!"

Zhang Ling couldn't find the trajectory of the pill for a long time, and shouted in a deep voice.

Then, Zhang Ling once again used all his strength to operate the small piece of perceptual spiritual power covering the periphery of his body.

Under the control of Zhang Ling's full strength, that small group of spiritual power began to surround his body, speeding up, trying to intercept the pill by luck.

The old dragon looked at Zhang Ling in front of him playfully, shook his head helplessly, and sighed in his heart: "It seems that this kid can't eat this first pill, and he can think of such a thankless stupid method." ”

Sure enough, the Soul Pill, which shot by, perfectly brushed by Zhang Ling's palm-slap-sized, perceptual spiritual power that jumped up and down.

The Spirit Pill finally hit Zhang Ling's chest, just as Zhang Ling was surprised and reached out to grab the Spirit Pill.

A blue spiritual power instantly enveloped the white elixir, quietly disappeared from the crack of Zhang Ling's outstretched palm, and flew down the mountain.

Zhang Ling was stunned and looked at the Spirit Pill, which was thrown down the mountain by the blue light spiritual power, and suddenly felt extremely sad and annoyed.

"Hehe, it's a pity, this spirit pill, I will practice these twenty pieces today, whether you can increase the speed of cultivation depends on whether you can catch a few before the pill touches your body." ”

As the old dragon spoke, he glanced up at the still dark sky, and said again: "There is still an hour, the genius is bright, I will throw all the pills before dawn."

Zhang Ling, who was sitting like a rock, after listening to the old dragon's words, his heart itched again, and he was eager to get an elixir that increased his cultivation.

Swish......

"Here !! come"

Zhang Ling vaguely saw the slight tremor of Lao Long's illusory arm, and knew that his strict second master had begun to test himself again.

The palm-sized spiritual power once again swirled around the periphery of the body, and suddenly, the cycle accelerated the perception of the spatial changes around him.

Sure enough, after Zhang Ling's body clearly felt the impact of the Spirit Pill, Zhang Ling immediately knew that he had missed another precious pill.

Once, twice, three times...... Eight times.

When Zhang Ling's hands were slow and he missed the tenth pill again with his spiritual power, Zhang Ling sighed and forced himself to calm down.

"The spiritual power that covers the surface of my body has never been able to touch the trajectory of the elixir and keep up with the running speed, and I don't even have the slightest chance to remedy it, what should I do. ”

Zhang Ling was extremely calm, looking at the eleventh spirit pill commanded by the old dragon's body trembling slightly.

This time, Zhang Ling no longer urged the spiritual power in his body to find an opportunity to perceive the trajectory of the elixir.

Let the elixir hit his body, and then be thrown down the mountain by the blue light spiritual power.

"Did this kid give up struggling?"

The old dragon glanced at Zhang Ling, who was sitting in front of the boulder in the dark, and couldn't guess the young man's thoughts at the moment.

"The body trembles, the palms, the blue spiritual power, the operation control. ”

Zhang Ling's brain carefully recalled the movements and habits of the old dragon every time he made a shot.

Thinking about the old man's previous actions repeatedly, Zhang Ling fell into a meditative state.

When these things are connected together, in the brain with a reasonable way to deal with it, after solving. Zhang Ling suddenly brightened.

"Hey......

The previous impatience and hardship on Zhang Ling's face all disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a touch of confidence.

In the darkness, the old dragon's spiritual power had insight into the young man's suddenly changed smile and demeanor, and although he was puzzled in his heart, he also had some expectations for whether this young man could surprise him.

Swish......

When the twelfth elixir slashed from the old dragon's fingertips through the space directly opposite Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was not in a hurry, and when the pill was about to hit his chest, he calmly stretched out his right hand and grasped the flying Spirit Building Pill firmly in his hand.

After getting the Soul Pill, Zhang Ling did not hesitate, immediately raised his head and opened his mouth, quickly threw the pill into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The Zhuling Pill slowly entered Zhang Ling's esophagus, and the scorching medicinal effect instantly emanated.

That elixir seemed to be a catalyst for spiritual power, forcibly spurring those slow-moving spiritual powers in Zhang Ling's body.

The spiritual power in Zhang Ling's body suddenly seemed to have transformed from an old man to a vigorous young man, and then began to flow wildly in the various meridians in his body.

Zhang Ling's heart was suddenly overjoyed, and he hurriedly condensed his spirit into a stream, and circled his whole body in a neat and orderly manner, and his facial features were about two or three times more sensitive under the stimulation of spiritual power.

Seeing Zhang Ling with a smile on his face, Lao Long also smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"This kid isn't too stupid. ”

The old dragon recalled the process of the twelfth spirit pill being caught by Zhang Ling, and secretly boasted in his heart.

Zhang Ling didn't have it this time, and then used his spiritual power irregularly, wanting to perceive the trajectory of the Spirit Pill in advance on the periphery of his body.

From the old dragon's use of blue spiritual power to transport away the spirit pill, he had an epiphany that spiritual power could be used in the air, and after a moment of trying, Zhang Ling figured out how to use spiritual power in the air.

After learning to use spiritual power in the air, Zhang Ling found that with the spiritual power of these ten demon spirit points, there was almost no other use except for the ability to bring a moment of perception.

But this is enough for Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling concentrated the spiritual power emanating from his mind in the two palms of the old dragon, so as to avoid the old dragon suddenly changing his palms and throwing out the elixir.

The last step that made Zhang Ling the most proud was that when the old dragon ejected the elixir on his finger, his own perceptual spiritual power in the air perfectly matched the flight trajectory and speed of the elixir.

In the end, Zhang Ling passed this test perfectly.