After Ling Zheng finished breathing, he stood up and pushed open one of the doors and walked in, and as soon as he walked in, he felt a strong aura coming to his face. Ling Zheng's expression changed slightly, he saw a faint flickering Dan on this door at the door, so he naturally chose this room first.

What appeared in front of Ling Zheng was an ironclad man, who was covered in iron all over his body, exuding a strong aura. Ling Zheng's brows furrowed, the aura coming from this ironclad person was far stronger than that of a person refining the Mind Realm, but it was inferior to a person in the Psychic Realm.

Looking at the ironclad man, Ling Zheng's expression was grim, and his disobedience appeared in his hand, he knew that his strength was definitely not comparable to this ironclad man, so he had no choice but to use the sharpness of the disobedience. The ironclad man walked over slowly, although his strength was strong, but his speed was much worse than that of the wooden man. Ling Zheng raised his hand against his fate, looked at the punch from the ironclad man, his body retreated slightly, and he dodged.

Before Ling Zheng could attack, another punch from the ironclad man had already smashed over, and Ling Zheng had to retreat again, and the disobedience in his hand was like a ghostly light falling on the ironclad man's arm.

With a "ding bell", he was bounced off against his fate, and the ironclad man was not injured at all, and Ling Zheng's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Although the knife just now was completely a temptation, and he didn't use a trace of spiritual power, the protection of the ironclad man was completely beyond his expectations.

With a deep groan, the iron man's fist emitted a trace of cold light, and he stepped in front of Ling Zheng in one step, and his arm slammed into Ling Zheng's chest. Ling Zheng took a step back, just as he thought he had dodged the Iron Armor Man's punch, but to his complete surprise, the Iron Armor Man's footsteps were not slow at all, and he had already followed in an instant. The momentum of that punch was even stronger, Ling Zheng's face changed slightly, knowing that he couldn't dodge, the golden light in his hand overflowed, and he raised his hand and smashed it.

The two fists collided together, and with a loud bang, Ling Zheng's body flew upside down in an instant, slamming into the wall fiercely, and a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. The ironclad man just paused slightly, took two steps towards Ling Zheng, and smashed the fist in his hand again. Ling Zheng stepped on the wall, his body rose in the air, and the golden light overflowed from the top of his life, and he slashed towards the fist of the ironclad man.

With a "ding bell", Ling Zheng's body in mid-air couldn't help but retreat backwards again, staggering to the ground, the light on the iron man's arm was slightly dim, obviously hurt by Ling Zheng's blow. Ling Zheng's face was happy, looking at the crack on the fist of the ironclad man, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, he stepped out, and the golden light burst out against his fate, and slashed down at the ironclad man's arm.

The ironclad man didn't dodge, and didn't seem to know what dodging was, he raised his fist and smashed it down on Ling Zheng's body, completely ignoring the knife that Ling Zheng slashed at his arm. Ling Zheng's face remained unchanged, and he saw that the arm of the ironclad man was already close to his chest, and his hand had already slashed into the arm of the ironclad man. The blow didn't look down at the ironclad's arm, but a crack appeared between its arm and its body, a full third of its arm.

Ling Zheng leaned slightly to the side, trying to dodge the Iron Man's punch, but the Iron Man's punch suddenly crooked, and the back of his hand slammed into Ling Zheng's chest. Ling Zheng retreated fiercely backwards, slammed into the wall fiercely, snorted, and spit out a mouthful of blood, he underestimated the flexibility of the ironclad man, otherwise he would definitely have dodged the ironclad man's punch just now.

Ling Zheng stood up and looked at the ironclad man who was walking towards him again, his eyes showed a hint of firmness, his hands were clenched against his fate, and there was a trace of golden light on it.

With one foot on the ground, Ling Zheng's body was like lightning and ran towards the ironclad man, and his hand drew a golden arc in mid-air. The ironclad man was still a punch that was neither fast nor slow, and when he had just touched his arm, his punch had already touched Ling Zheng's shirt.

Success or failure in this move, Ling Zheng's eyes looked at the arm of the ironclad man, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his faint eyes, he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

"Break it for me. Ling Zheng suddenly shouted, at this time he already felt that the cold iron wall of the ironclad man was pressing against his stomach, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

With a crisp "pop", Ling Zheng stood there, the frenzy in his eyes slowly subsided. The iron wall that had already held his stomach slowly fell, fell to the ground, and shook a little dust. Just now, Ling Zheng's knife slashed at the place where he had been slashed before last time, there was no doubt that the iron armor man's arm couldn't hold this knife at all, and his arm was cut off.

Ling Zheng put away his disobedience and coughed up traces of blood, while the ironclad man's entire body fell backwards, becoming a pile of scrap iron.

Ling Zheng took a deep breath, if he had been a little slower just now, the iron armor's punch would hit his stomach first. His whole person will definitely be smashed away, and his own knife will not be able to exert his due strength because he is smashed away, even if he loses both.

Putting away his disobedience, Ling Zheng spared the body of the ironclad man and walked towards the back, he wanted to see what good things such a strong ironclad man could bring to himself. There was still a shelf, and there was still only a jade bottle on the shelf, which seemed a little lonely.

Ling Zheng stretched out his hand to pick up the jade bottle, opened the stopper on it, and his eyes were suddenly happy, there were still three pills inside, but these three pills were undoubtedly what Ling Zheng needed, otherwise he would not be so happy.

Inside are three Hui Shen Pills, which are to restore the essence, and not only that, it is even possible to expand a person's sea of consciousness. You must know that since a person is born, the whole person's knowledge of the sea has been fixed, and he has been constantly cultivating, but he is constantly exploring the role of knowing the sea, and he has not changed his knowledge of the sea at all. That is to say, when your cultivation has reached a certain point, then your entire sea of consciousness has been fully excavated by you, and there is no need to dig it up at all.

However, the Hui Shen Pill can expand your sea of consciousness, so that you can store more essence and soul power on the basis of the original. Ling Zheng was overjoyed, but he didn't take it immediately, and taking it at this time could not maximize its medicinal effect. Because if he took it at this time, at most, he would restore the essence he had lost in his sea of consciousness, and it would not be enough to expand his sea of consciousness. If you want to expand your sea of consciousness, you must take two Huishen pills at the same time, and if you usually take two pills at once, it is completely wasteful, and it may even cause mental confusion.

However, if the essence is exhausted, one Huishen Pill is enough to restore all his essence, while the other one will turn into nourishment at this time, nourishing the sea of consciousness and making it produce qualitative changes.