Now the plot in the desolation should be in the period when the dragon and phoenix catastrophe has just disappeared and the lich is strong.

Hongjun became enlightened here, and later brought out 3,000 bigwigs, seven of whom became sanctified, above the entire flood wilderness.

As a modern person who is familiar with the plot, it would be a shame not to get involved.

I don't know if his master who bought and sold forcibly spied into the secrets of the flood in his memory.

If he didn't see it, Wang Sheng was very happy, but if he spied on it, then he was silent on the surface, which was too terrifying.

He had a hunch that as he entered the wilderness, he would definitely do something, or change something unusual.

Putting away his thoughts, Wang Sheng spread out his palms, three ordinary stones, the size of his thumb, and the damp smell of the land.

Aside from being a little heavy, he really didn't feel anything special.

"MD, useless stinky stone!" He cursed.

Originally, Master Zixiao wanted to give him three immortal grasses......

Every time he thought of this, Wang Sheng was unhappy for a while, it must be that the two goods were distressed and reluctantly gave him fairy grass.

Stingy!

Thinking of this, he became angry and threw the stone at the corner of the spaceship at random.

Because of artificial gravity, the stone will not float in the air and not come down, and it will roll quietly for a few times and not move.

Retracting his gaze, Wang Sheng began to breathe, striving to break through the fourth layer of qi training as soon as possible after a few weeks.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. You can't slack off.

As soon as Zhou Tian was running, the spiritual power surged, and suddenly, the three stones in the corner of the spaceship flew up suddenly, one flashed with metallic light, one turned into an illusory transparent body, and one turned into a special spiritual power.

Wang Shengxin felt something, and his eyes opened a slit.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! The sound of three stir-fried beans, Wang Sheng's brain, aura, and soul were instantly hit by stones.

"MP, what's going on?" The spiritual power was still running, and before he could finish his work, he saw three stones fly out again, make a bend outside, and hit him again.

"Nima!" No matter how stupid he was, he knew that there was something wrong with it, and seeing the three stones turn around in the air again, he hurriedly stopped and vomited.

Sure enough, after losing Wang Sheng's luck, the three stones suddenly seemed to lose their strength and scattered all over the ground.

"Ignorance has been removed, disciple, you are cultivating today, and there is no smooth way ......"

Master Zixiao's words seemed to be ringing in his ears at this time, and he spoke seriously.

It turns out that this is the master's so-called cultivation and no longer has a smooth path.

Wang Sheng smiled, and the color of MMP became stronger and stronger.

He didn't believe in evil, and he decided to move again.

"Smack!" Three stones rang out, and the latter withstood the pain and pulled them off his body.

Did he find a master or an enemy?

For a while, Wang Sheng didn't dare to use his skills to cultivate, but just recovered his aura.

Then, "Smack! ”

"You even want to beat me to restore my aura!" The latter was not angry, and pressed the three stones with his hand, and spit it out again.

He didn't believe it yet, just a few stones.

"Smack!" There was a sound under the palm of his hand, and the pain that pierced his heart filled his whole body in an instant.

Wang Sheng gasped, this is really painful, no one has ever done it before, and there is no one to come.

"Qiankunhuan, let's go." He crossed the space directly and reached another spacecraft compartment, leaving three stones behind.

"There are policies above, and there are countermeasures below." He began to experiment with Tu Na Yun Gong, and laughed triumphantly, rampant and cunning.

"Smack!" In the next second, three stones flew through the space.

Wang Sheng twitched on the ground in pain.

"Darkness without light!" He cast a spell that fixed all the space around the three stones, causing them to lose all perception.

Exercising again, he saw that three stones hit him directly from the dark magic element along the spiritual power.

"Ahh

He was howling and embarrassed, and the pain was better than a thousand cuts in a plug!

When he was in college, he accidentally got hit in the crotch by a baseball and it didn't hurt as much as that.

Tired and wheezing, crying in pain, Wang Sheng understood that the more he shielded this stone, the greater the pain it gave himself.

When he tried to put the stone on his body, he felt pain, but he could barely bear it.

With such a toss, the faint spiritual power of the third layer of Qi cultivation can be regarded as a little recovery.

"No, why has my spiritual power become less?" He was startled, at least half of his spiritual power had recovered at this time before?

In the body, the spiritual power changed from a babbling stream to a weak stalactite droplet filament, and the flow almost broke off.

"There is no easy way ......" the words of the stumbling scurry lingered in the ears.

Putting aside this idea, Wang Sheng carefully checked the spiritual power, in his perception, the spiritual power has not weakened, how can it be presented with this posture?

Take a closer look, it seems, how much is it solidified? Is this a compression qualitative change? In this way, when he recovers his spiritual power, won't he have to increase his spiritual power tenfold?

Three stones, which fell from him at this point.

Wang Sheng saw it, gritted his teeth, and continued to spit out the Qiankun method, isn't it just to be beaten, maybe you will get used to it if you are beaten, beaten?

He suddenly had an understanding of what Master Zixiao said about seizing the opportunity.

With this thing, why can't you ask for immortality? Why can't you go berserk in the wizarding world?

When the time comes, what kind of great magic guide and holy magic guide will not even be worthy of lifting shoes with him.

"Smack!"

"Sss

"Smack!"

"Ouch."

"Smack!"

“nnd。”

In this cabin, an extremely rhythmic wail sounded.

When Wang Sheng returned to his seat with strange movements, his whole body was red and trembling.

Fortunately, after tempering, his spiritual power and body were very pure, and the strength of the blow became smaller, otherwise he would not even be able to recover his spiritual power in this cultivation.

However, although his body was hurt and his soul seemed to be torn apart, he was not sad at all, but happy.

Looking at one's own body inwardly, he has already practiced the four layers of qi. The flesh that has been rendered by the flood from childhood to adulthood began to explode with potential, and at this time it came a big leap.

Not only that, but he is also a fourth-level Qi cultivation ten times the same realm, his spiritual power has reached four stars, and he has advanced to the level of an intermediate magician, and his dragon pattern talent outlines a very good-looking totemic shape.

And his physical body is even more extraordinary, no longer reaching 4,000 catties of strength step by step.

It's the brutality of reaching the threshold of 5,000 catties, 2.5 tons, and launching a frenzy to crash into the car.

Although this is a state of full force explosion, the effect brought by the stone that tempered his body is very terrifying, and this value can be further improved.

What's even more amazing is that Wang Sheng slashed his arm hard from some metal sharp points to test his defense, but he could only pull out a white mark, and then it was just a little red.

He is now a fierce beast in human form, walking in the natural world of the earth, with few opponents.

Even in the face of the existence of crocodiles, there is not much threat.

Their bite force can reach more than three tons at most, and although Wang Sheng is only 2.5 tons of strength now, his speed is already extremely terrifying, and he can kill each other with two fists.

And with his cultivation, Wang Sheng believed that he would soon have nothing to fear on Earth except for guns.