The feeling of soul comfort made Wu Liang addicted, and he was excited in his heart, smashing the silver unscrupulously, and in less than ten minutes, millions of tons of silver, as well as more than 10,000 tons of gold in the storage space, were squandered by him.

"Three thousand-year-old soul beasts, one thousand-year-old soul beast, one hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, an eighty-one-style chaotic cloak hammer method, and a space soul guide bracelet, the luck is not bad, first eat the thousand-year-old phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake, and then take care of those soul beasts!"

Taking the strange fire back into his body, Wu Liang picked up the Black Devil Ding and ate it in a big gulp, and in less than a few minutes, the snake meat and snake soup was eaten clean by him, and after a while, a warm current surged to the limbs and bones, merging into the cells.

"The thousand-year soul beast is a little weaker, and the three thousand-year soul beasts are stewed together!"

Unleashed a thousand-year-old soul beast, cut the throat of the other party, collected the blood of the soul beast into the Black Demon Ding, ran the Qiankun Devouring Skill, and silently refined the soul ring of the soul beast, and the soul felt a burst of comfort, which made him obsessed.

"It's so comfortable, this is the real cool soul, another soul beast!"

Kill the second soul beast, let the other party's blood flow into the black demon ding, refine the opponent's soul ring, and experience it for a few minutes again, refreshing the feeling of the soul...... A moment later, the soul ring of the third soul beast was also refined by him.

"The three thousand-year-old soul beasts have tripled the power of my soul, and the power of my mental power has increased by at least ten times, first use the blood refining of the Chaos Body Refining Technique to refine the body, and absorb and refine the soul beast blood in the Black Demon Ding, so as not to deteriorate!"

Running the method of refining blood and quenching the body, Wu Liang stretched his hands into the Black Demon Ding, and in less than a few minutes, the original bright red soul beast blood turned into a pool of clear water at this time, obviously, the energy in the soul beast blood had been devoured by him.

"After refining the blood of dozens of thousand-year-old soul beasts, my Chaos Refining Body Technique will be able to break through from the second layer to the third layer, and at that time, my physical strength will soar to the level of a low-grade spirit weapon!"

Releasing a 10,000-year-old soul beast, Wu Liang cut the opponent's throat with a knife, raised the opponent's corpse with both hands, and let the opponent's blood flow into the Black Demon Ding.

When the corpse of the 10,000-year-old soul beast stopped bleeding, he threw it on the ground, and ran the Qiankun Devouring Skill, devouring the soul ring of the 10,000-year-old soul beast, and the extremely comfortable feeling of his soul made him want to stop and be intoxicated.

"It's so cool, it's a pity that the time is too short, the soul power is doubled, it's too comfortable!"

Running the method of refining blood and quenching the body, he put his hands into the Black Demon Ding, the bright red blood of the 10,000-year-old soul beast, the color quickly faded, and after a few minutes, there was only colorless clear water left in the Black Demon Ding.

"With the blood of another 10,000-year-old soul beast, my Chaos Refining Body Technique will be able to break through to the third layer!"

Putting the corpses of three thousand-year-old soul beasts and one thousand-year-old soul beast into the storage space, Wu Liang released the last soul beast, that is, the 100,000-year-old soul beast, cut the opponent's throat with one sword, and carried the other party with both hands, letting the blood flow into the black magic ding.

"It's so comfortable, I've never been so comfortable, the longer the soul ring of refining, the more refreshing it feels, the 100,000-year soul ring makes me so happy, I don't know how wonderful it feels to refine the soul ring for millions of years?"

To calm down his excitement, Wu Liang used blood refining and quenching his body, and began to devour the blood of the 100,000-year-old soul beast, and the thick and mysterious energy continued to pour into his body, and he knew very well in his heart that this kind of mysterious energy could only quench the body.

"Finally broke through, my physical strength is no longer weaker than that of a low-grade spiritual weapon!" The strength of his body soared many times, and the feeling of being full of strength made Wu Liang unspeakably surprised, and after a few seconds of silence, he exerted his energy wings and flew straight to the sea.

"I'm more than twice as fast, I used to be about 6,000 kilometers per hour, but now it's at least 10,000 kilometers per hour!"

When he came to the sky above the sea, relying on the strength of his body soaring, the power of his soul soared, mobilizing the true qi in his body, pouring into the meridians of his right hand, and in an instant, the meridians of his right arm compressed the true qi of millions of years.

"Cannon Fist!" Looking at the island in front of him, he let out a loud shout and smashed it into the air with a cannon fist.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the island shattered and sank into the sea, and huge waves rose into the sky.

"The width of my meridians has increased by 129,600 times, ordinary people can hit ten or twenty years of true qi with one move, and I can hit millions or tens of millions of years of true qi with one punch, after all, my talent is enough to crush a peerless genius!"

"The amount of my Qiankun True Qi is extremely thick, and the power of my soul is dozens of times that of ordinary people, if ordinary people can compress their true qi ten times, I can compress it hundreds of times, no, the amount of true qi compressed by ordinary people is less, and the amount of true qi I compress is too much......!"

"If I concentrate all my energy and only compress a small amount of true qi, then, the power of that small number of true qi after compression is absolutely extraordinary, maybe the compressed true qi can cut off the divine weapon is not necessarily, well, this may not be a small ......!"

One thought flashed after another, and after calming down, Wu Liang mobilized a year's Qiankun True Qi, poured into the meridians of his right hand, and constantly compressed it, compressing it tens of thousands of times, seeing that the soul power was insufficient to continue to compress, he stopped helplessly.

With a finger in the air, a crack in the space flashed, and the condensed Qiankun True Qi flashed away, and more than ten seconds later, on Honshu Island, hundreds of miles away, a devil's head exploded, and several devils next to him screamed loudly.

"A year's Qiankun true qi, I can only compress more than 50,000 times, the true qi tends to solidify, but it has not become a true element, so it seems that there is a difference between the true yuan and the true qi, not the difference in density!"

"Ten years of true qi, I can only compress more than 10,000 times!"

"A hundred years of Qiankun True Qi, I can compress it more than three thousand times!"

"A thousand years of Qiankun true qi, I can compress it by about a thousand times!"

"Simply using the power of the soul to compress the true qi of Qiankun is tantamount to doing twice the work with half the effort, using the power of the soul to block a meridian, constantly transmitting the true qi of Qiankun to the meridians, relying on the strength and space of the meridians, squeezing the true qi of Qiankun ......!"

"The cannon fist belongs to fire, the shape is like a cannon, the cannon fist first walks the tiger jumping stream, and the two splits are wrapped like a mountain. In the middle of the drilling, the anus is added to the fight, and the anus is solid and the ascites is fired...... The essence of cannon boxing is to be ready to attack, and the power that has been accumulated for a long time will be blasted out quickly and furiously! ”

One thought after another flashed in his mind, Wu Liang used the power of his soul to seal a meridian in his right hand, and then continuously injected Qiankun True Qi into that meridian, and after squeezing it again and again, he punched out excitedly.

The extremely condensed fist power penetrated an island and then pierced through the seawater, leaving a fist mark thousands of meters deep on the bottom of the sea.

"The way of cultivation, one by one, it's time to take a break!" Wu Liang said to himself, and after identifying the direction, he flew straight to Yangzhou City......

After returning to Yangzhou City, he started to build a factory from time to time, and every once in a while, he put the gold and silver transported from all over the country into the storage space.

"It's been a year, it's finally been a year!" A few months later, he sighed and said, and a few minutes later, he disappeared from the world of Lu Ding Ji and appeared directly in the Xiaoyao Villa.