Now that the enemy had retreated, Gong Bing, who had nothing to do, returned to his room.

was disturbed halfway, and Gong Bing couldn't sleep for a while, so he simply sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the method of chanting and gathering.

Since the successful introduction of the recitation method, every night before going to bed, unless there are special circumstances, Gong Bing will practice on time, and it has become a habit over time.

According to that ancient book, it is best to use medicine to assist in the recitation of the gathering method, and the effect is the best when cultivating, and Gong Bing also did this.

After taking the potion from Old Patton for the first time, and successfully getting started, whenever the potion ran out, he would ask Old Barton to send him another batch, and each time the potion sent was enough for him to use for a while, and so on, and several times.

At the beginning, with the cooperation of the elixir, the effect of the cultivation of the Nian Ju Method was indeed obvious, after each cultivation, Gong Bing could feel that his spiritual power had a significant sense of improvement, but with the increase in the number of cultivations, the effect brought by the elixir became worse and worse, perhaps because of the emergence of resistance, when the spiritual power broke through 3 points, the effect of this elixir was even more left.

In fact, as long as the Nian Ju Method is successfully introduced, even if the potion is set aside, it can be cultivated alone, but the effect is far less good than when it is assisted by the potion.

Although the effect of the potion is not as good as before, Gong Bing still did not give up using the potion, because the effect of cultivation alone is even worse.

Previously, due to Rita's matter, he temporarily set off for a trip to Hengtian Canyon, and he didn't have time to ask Old Barton for new potions, and he had been "out of medicine" for more than half a month.

More than half an hour passed, Gong Bing completed a cultivation of the Gathering Method, except for the faint swelling of his temples, the values on the personal panel still did not move.

Gong Bing, who had long been accustomed to it, just shook his head, lay down on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.

In a small mountain town, there is an abandoned mine outside the city, and a rumbling sound is coming from it.

There were two figures rushing forward, and the two of them were moving left and right from time to time, dodging the "cannonballs" that kept flying from behind.

These "cannonballs" are fist-sized balls that do not explode themselves, but because they are so fast, they will smash holes larger than bathtubs every time they hit the ground.

In the "cannonballs" that kept flying, there was suddenly a trace of imperceptible abnormal noise.

The expression of the man who was half a step behind changed, and he violently pushed his companion in front of him away, and the next moment a "cannonball" brushed through the body of the person who pushed his companion away, and the entire right arm was torn and thrown away, and blood gushed wildly from the huge wound.

"Brother!"

The person who was pushed away was a middle-aged man in a shabby jacket, and when he turned his head, his eyes were split, and he cried out in pain when he saw his brother fall to the ground like a tattered doll.

At the same time, the pursuers took advantage of this to rush forward, only to see that with a wave of his right hand, a metallic "cannonball" ball detached from his body and shot like a real "cannonball".

The man in the jacket roared loudly, and the whole person instantly swelled, and he slapped it with a slap in the face of the flying "cannonball".

Smack~boom~

The "cannonball" was successfully slapped aside, but he also took a few steps back as if he had been hit hard, and the palm of the hand used to resist the "cannonball" turned red, and several phalanges were broken.

"Don't resist senselessly, just leave things behind, I can spare your brother's life." The pursuers descended from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, smashing large cracks into the ground.

"Stop dreaming!!" The man in the jacket who turned into a tiger's head had broad shoulders, knotted muscles, and a strong upper body in an inverted triangle, and the jacket that originally fit was also held up out of shape.

The pursuer was a young blonde man, although he was strong, but it was only the level of ordinary people, and he could not compare with the tiger-headed man who was nearly two meters tall and wide.

The tiger-headed man leapt in front of his pursuers, like a real beast, and his five-fingered claws slammed at the opponent's head.

In the face of the tiger-headed man's attack, the blonde man looked calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't dodge or let go directly to meet him.

Touch!

The tiger-headed man flew upside down like a broken kite, smashed through the rocks and smashed into the ground.

The tiger-headed man spat blood from his mouth and tried to struggle to get up, but was stepped back by the blonde man who came to him, and then the fist rained down heavily on the tiger-headed man who was powerless to resist.

Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!

The blood in the tiger-headed man's mouth was surging, and the bones in his body were shattered inch by inch, if it weren't for the strength of the beast ability, he would have been beaten to minced flesh, but

Under such an attack, he could no longer maintain his beast, and he had been pinched by the blonde man and lifted up, and he had returned to his ordinary appearance.

"I know that the Holy Costume has been integrated into your body, but if it is not recognized, what is the use if it cannot be activated?? Let go of the resistance and hand it over, so that you can suffer less, right? ”

The blonde man's skin was covered in metallic ice cracks, and he smiled, as if he genuinely thought about the other person.

"Ahem, let's die of this heart, Uzwoka guy."

The man's face was covered in blood, and he was blind in one eye, and he had no intention of surrendering as he was dying, and the only remaining eye was red from bloodshot, staring at the blonde man.

"Forget it, do you really think I have no other way to get it out?"

The blonde man shook his head, and with his right hand he decisively broke the other's neck, and then casually threw the other person to the ground, while the latter opened his eyes as if he was dead.

At this time, a tall woman quickly came to his side and threw the brother's brother to the ground, who saw his brother's corpse and immediately cried bitterly, ignoring the injuries of the broken arm and limbs, and desperately moved towards the brother, leaving a long blood mark on the ground.

"I'll leave the rest to you, Nightshade." Without even glancing at his brother underground, the blonde man said to the woman.

"Leave it to me, Lord Alex." Nightshade's facial features are delicate but cold as ice, with a thin waist and long legs, and shoulder-length purple hair.

"By the way, has the Jasper Ring Holy Costume been done?" Alex asked as he took a piece of chocolate out of his pocket and tossed it into his mouth as he ate it.

"The operation failed, and this time they ran away again."

"I've already lured the broadsword Arwin away, it's a real headache, if it weren't for the shortage of manpower...... the blond man said with a headache: "Nightshadow, after you get here, you go there yourself, call the headless python and the boulder, and you must get the things back for me this time." ”

"Time is short, this is the last thing, understand?"

"Nightshade understands." Nightshade lowered her head, then lifted the two brothers one by one, turned around and disappeared into the distance with a few jumps.

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The next morning.

Lola rubbed her sleepy eyes and pushed open the door of the building and stepped outside.

In addition to the guards guarding outside, she noticed a young man standing motionless on the ground in a rather odd position under the shade of a tree on the side of the road.