With the system in hand, Zhuang Bi didn't care about revenge at all, and he couldn't let the other party come to give him a head, after all, these years the killing gods are all active, if passive, it is extremely comfortable.

Seeing that Zhuang Bi was careless, Wang Fatzi, who didn't take this matter to heart at all, was a little anxious, and said: "I said Zhuang Bi, what should we do now? Even that Yang Zixiong can be defeated by you, but he still has a brother, his brother is the personal disciple of the deputy deacon of the Nu Academy, the first ruthless man in the life and death list of the Nu Yuan, and has the cultivation of the late stage of the warrior realm. ”

"You mean that Yang Zihao?" Zhuang Bi raised his eyebrows.

"Damn, who else is there besides him?" said the fat man.

Yang Zihao, a martial artist in the late stage of the samurai realm, is ruthless, it can be said that since entering the slave courtyard, the number of people who have died at his hands has reached three digits, and he is known as the cold-faced god of death.

For Yang Zihao, Zhuang Bi also knew some things about the other party through memory, although he didn't care about it on the surface, but he was wary in his heart.

He also understood that although he had the assistance of the system, if he wanted to stand in this Heavenly Hell Continent, he had to rely on himself, and he also knew that it was only a matter of time.

But the key is that his current strength is indeed very weak, and it is easy to kill Yan Cong, but if he encounters a martial artist in the Martial Spirit Realm, I am afraid that it will be him who is unlucky.

So, his first priority is to be as strong as possible.

Moreover, the system has also given itself the task of becoming the strongest in the slave courtyard for a month.

And this kind of task is also very sad to complete, it's okay to complete, if you can't complete it, then you will burp and catch a cold.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Bi immediately raised his head and asked, "Fat man, Xuan Ling, what kind of physique do you have?"

Although he can rely on the system to be strong, he also wants the people around him to become stronger as well, at least he has enough self-protection ability when he is not around.

Physique?

Wang Fatzi and Lin Xuanling glanced at each other, and they didn't know why Zhuang Bi suddenly said this.

I only heard Wang Fatzi smile bitterly: "I am the body of a broken spirit." ”

Soul Shatterers?

Zhuang Bi was slightly stunned, grabbed Wang Fatzi's hand, and immediately closed his eyes.

"Ding! Does the host use identification?"

"Identification!"

Zhuang Bi responded in his heart.

With the identity of the appraiser given by the system, the identification technique can identify all items, whether living or dead.

"Ding! After the identification, the martial artist is a broken spirit body, and his physique is mediocre. ”

Really!

Zhuang Bi's expression changed slightly, but what was speechless was that this product was actually better than his own physique, but he was an inferior physique, Lao Tzu was so handsome, he actually lost to this dead fat man, what is the reason?

And Wang Fatzi looked at Zhuang Bi with a confused look on his face, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, but he didn't dare to pull it out, who knows what he was doing, could it be that Zhuang Bi is good at Longyang?

Soon, Zhuang Bi let go of his hand and said, "It is indeed a broken spirit body." ”

"That's not nonsense. Wang Fatzi looked at Zhuang Bi, who looked like a magic stick, and was speechless for a while.

Then Zhuang Bi looked at Xuan Ling again, smiled, and said, "Silly girl, let me see what kind of physique you are, take it." ”

Although Zhuang Bi didn't have any ideas, he looked bad in Lin Xuanling's eyes, and his cheeks were a little blushing at the moment, but he still unconsciously stretched out his Qianqian jade hand.

Smooth, delicate and comfortable!

Touching Xuan Ling's jade hand, three adjectives flashed in Zhuang Bi's mind, of course, he didn't have any other ideas, if there was, it was normal.

"Ding! After the identification, the martial artist is an immortal jade body, and his physique is the best!"

Immortal jade body?

Hearing this, Zhuang Bi was immediately shocked, what kind of physique is this?

However, that's all the information given by the system, although he was puzzled, Zhuang Bi still couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, and Xuan Ling had already lowered her head shyly, and the deer in her heart could be said to be running into a mess, for her, this was the first time that Brother Zhuang touched his hand so carefully, and that feeling made her ears a little hot.

Soon, Zhuang Bi also let go of Xuan Ling's hand, and immediately said to the two: "Do you want to become stronger?"

"Wori, are you talking about human beings? Who doesn't want to be stronger?"

Wang Fatzi almost choked to death by these words.

And Lin Xuanling also looked at Zhuang Bi stupidly, not knowing why he asked so.

Zhuang Bi didn't explain, snapped his fingers, and then three white pills appeared out of thin air in his palm, and he smiled and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Wang Fatzi glared at him, looking like a ghost, and asked, "Lao Zhuang, where did you get the pill? Could it be that it was stolen?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Bi threw him an insightful look, and said disdainfully: "You can also see the dung particles of those shells in the Danfang of the slave courtyard?"

The corner of Wang Fatzi's mouth twitched, the fecal particles of the shell?

"Brother Zhuang, what kind of elixir is this?" Lin Xuanling wondered.

Zhuang Bi smiled and said, "This is the Cleansing Pill, which can directly change your physique after taking it, do you want to have a shot?"

", change your physique?" the fat man looked incredulous.

Because he knew that the pill that could change the physique was at the level of a divine pill, and this was also an anti-heaven pill that only those thousands of years of sects could have, and he had only heard of it, but he had never seen it at all.

Zhuang Bi didn't bother to explain to him, so he threw one directly at him, grinning: "Okay, let's see the curative effect." ”

Seeing that Zhuang threw it over after all, the fat man was scared, and hurriedly caught it, and said in his heart, You dare to throw this thing casually?

If he knew that Zhuang Bi still had seven, he didn't know what to think.

"Xuanling, you are also one, take it and see what the effect is. Zhuang Bi said.

Xuan Ling nodded and took the pill as well.

The next moment, Wang Fatzi swallowed it in one gulp, and Xuan Ling followed suit, and soon the two of them sat cross-legged on the couch, as they felt a force that made their minds dizzy rush into their minds.

Seeing this, Zhuang Bi also took a bite, and the sound of the system immediately sounded in his ears.

"Ding! Does the host refine the physique?"

"Purifying. Zhuang Bi said.

After three seconds, the system sounded.

"Ding! consume a Washing Pill...... After washing your face, you will get the body of a broken spirit!

"Wori, it's the same as a fat man?" Zhuang Bi said in surprise.

But then, the system prompted again: "Does the host continue to refining?"

"Purify!"

Zhuang Bi was slightly stunned, can he continue to refine? So he immediately replied.

"Ding! Consume a Cleansing Pill!"

"Ding! After the refining is completed, the body of the five elements is obtained! The physique is outstanding!"

Xuanyin Demon Body?

Zhuang Bi was a little surprised, but soon he shook his head, this physique name doesn't sound good, don't!

If the martial artists of the Heavenly Hell Continent saw Zhuang Bi doing this, they would definitely scold, this is simply a tyrannical thing, they wish they could get a special physique at birth, this is good, you kid actually said don't want it?

"Keep purifying!"

"Ding! Obtain the Xuanyin Demon Body! Excellent Physique!"

"Don't!"

For the physique, Zhuang Bi already has a plan, Lao Tzu can't wash the best physique, and he will definitely not give up.

In this way, the only remaining five Washing Pills were directly washed by Zhuang Bi frantically.

The last four times obviously did not produce the best physique, and the last one also began to be refined in Zhuang Bi's prayer.

"Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, can't give a superlative......"

"Ding! Get the Ancient Divine Body! The best physique!"

This system sound made Zhuang Bi face the sea for a while, and his face was full of cows......