It's just that in a blink of an eye, Wen Xiaotian was 'pumped' back and forth for more than seventy times, if it weren't for the fact that his body was really hard, his bones were really strong, and his vitality was even tougher, he would have become a dead man at this moment. The current monster seems to be a little more "smart" than the one it faced for the first time, and knows how to safely use its advantages to deal with the enemy.

Not only has the number become two, but the IQ has also increased a lot. If Wen Xiaotian still had leisure at the moment, he would definitely be extremely glad that he would kill the other one as soon as he came up, otherwise the number would be doubled, and his IQ would also be doubled, and he would really die if he coped with it.

But the situation is not good now.

It's just that Wen Xiaotian doesn't think about these trivial matters anymore. All his thoughts, all his brainpower, all the thoughts that can be called upon, are almost used to think about the changes in life and death that will occur in every moment, and as for the nonsense of who he is, he has long since disappeared.

Only the purest offensive and defensive trade-offs that are now life-and-death are what he thinks. It seems that the four simple words, under the operation of various data, make Wen Xiaotian's brain burn, and the brighter and brighter light shows the tension of the situation at the moment.

A large piece of skin 'flesh' is born and taken away. Blood is like a thread of silk, 'shooting' in the air, weird and terrifying. Suddenly, Wen Xiaotian's figure twisted slightly, and the next time his body was 'pumped', although he was also 'pumped' away, his speed increased at this moment.

Borrow!

Wen Xiaotian began to borrow strength, with the help of the power of being 'whipped' by monsters, to improve his speed. The main reason why his speed is not as fast as this monster is because of his lack of skill. To put it more intuitively, the power of the engine is not enough!

But the monster's 'pumping' just solved this trouble.

Although he can still get hurt, with the power of the monsters' pumping, his speed can gradually increase little by little, until his speed can be comparable to these monsters...... And even beyond.

Although the speed of the attack does not increase as a result, even a clumsy snail-like move can exert amazing power when the movement speed is equal to that of a monster. In the eyes of Wen Xiaotian, who only has the concept of offensive and defensive trade-offs, the whole world is completely different from before.

Previously, he had too many distractions.

Now, he's pure.

The whole person's head, as bright as a light bulb, accelerates with small adjustments again and again. The injuries on Wen Xiaotian's body were gradually decreasing, and as his speed continued to increase, his head became brighter and brighter, as dazzling as an incandescent lamp in a dark room.

In Wen Xiaotian's eyes, the speed of the monster's movement can still be captured, it is slow, but his own speed is even slower and outrageous. He had to treat himself like a clumsy ball, relying on the speed of movement to make up for the lack of speed in his shots.

At this time, there was only one part of his body that could be used as a weapon: his shoulders and back.

The back of the shoulder is the part of the body with the strongest defense and the most resistant to attack. Wen Xiaotian is the same! After becoming more and more able to control his body, he gradually began to try to choose a landing point, purposefully hitting the monster's head. But the monster consciously avoided it, forming a strange balance.

Brilliant straight lines were 'intertwined' in the void, which were the traces left by Wen Xiaotian's body. Approaching the monster's body again, Wen Xiaotian suddenly struck with his back, hitting the scales right on. In Wen Xiaotian's body, a spiral winding force drove his body, driving the power of radiation, as well as the Gang Qi, which was completely activated.

Spiral winding strength, in the spiral, in the winding, at this time to use, but it is very suitable.

Wen Xiaotian, who breathed a sigh of relief, released the power at this moment that could be called an earth-shattering shock. The barbs on the scales pierced into Wen Xiaotian's 'meat', but Wen Xiaotian ignored it. The muscles and flesh were hard against the scales of the monster, and the power penetrated into the monster's body.

The barbs on the scales, like a sickle, cut Wen Xiaotian's skin, and dripping blood gushed out under the strong pressure.

But the monster's actions have really been affected, and the bones and muscles in the entire body have been attacked by the spiral winding silk, and they have fallen into a quagmire-like state, and they can't use it strongly, and the original extremely fast speed has also been affected and has to be lowered.

Speed down!

This is definitely the beginning of a nightmare for the monster.

Wen Xiaotian's elbow struck fiercely, and a radial 'shot' force 'shot' came out from his elbow, attacking the monster's soft abdomen like a cannonball. Immediately afterwards, Wen Xiaotian's body moved, pulled his back up from the monster, and turned around to attack one after another.

Spiral winding strength.

Crash.

Inch strength.

……

All kinds of strong attacks,Radiant 'shooting' power and the rigidity and softness of the gangqi,Trap the monster to death.,Although the power is strong.,But it can't be used.,Although the speed can be fast.,But it's been limited.,Can't play.。 In the end, the monster was unwilling to breathe under the attack of Wen Xiaotian's last straight fist.

The huge body writhed for a while, and then disappeared.

Battle, over.

The light on Wen Xiaotian's head dissipated, and he could begin to pay attention to the other Wen Xiaotian, feeling the pain in his skull after his brain was burned violently, as well as the fatigue and soreness all over his body. The whole body is overloaded, and now is the moment when the sequelae erupt.

It was dark in front of him, and Wen Xiaotian was gorgeously 'unconscious'.

Beside him, the aura of heaven and earth, which was rich but more advanced than the aura of the immortal spirit, rushed madly and rushed into Wen Xiaotian's body. The energy full of life force, the energy full of the breath of death and death, entered Wen Xiaotian's body together, and began to transform and change.

In front of Wen Xiaotian, a stone tablet appeared out of nowhere, just standing three feet away in front of Wen Xiaotian. On the stele, there are lines of bright red handwriting, but these words are not any kind of writing on the earth, but they are consistent with the words on the plaque of the main hall.

Lines of text, arranged vertically, each word, are full of a kind of momentum that looks at the world, connected together, it is like the Yangtze River, gushing, boundless.

After a long time, Wen Xiaotian finally came to his senses, and naturally noticed the stone tablet. When his gaze fell on the stone tablet again, he found that these originally unfamiliar words could be recognized:

If you can come here, if you can see the words on this stele, then you must have passed the first test. As a reward for the first test, the comer will be given the right to know the Divine Script...... Lucky people, people who can come here, there is no one in a million, and when you see these words, then you have three months to prepare. Next, there will be even more dangerous trials waiting for you.

Wen Xiaotian read these words silently, and finally had a general understanding of his experience. Was it just a test?

But as you can imagine, the kind of test he has experienced, it is estimated that no one can pass it at all. He was able to pass, that is, he was not human, really, it was too difficult!

Wen Xiaotian raised his head, looked over the stone tablet, and looked at the plaque of the palace.

Now he knew the name of the palace, and the name of the palace was: the Temple of the God King.

The master here is a man who claims to be a god-king, how conceited, self-confident, and even a little arrogant! But Wen Xiaotian did not comment on the qualifications of the master here. Because the master here is indeed more powerful than him, and many people who are not powerful can call themselves gods and Buddhas, so what's wrong with people calling them god kings?

"Three months?"

Wen Xiaotian pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

At this time, it is just right to sort out the harvest of this trial. Wen Xiaotian has experienced life and death, the experience he has exchanged for his life, and even the injuries on his body again and again, and he has been intact again and again, which is the most rare 'essence' strength.

The twenty-four solar terms are in operation.

Wen Xiaotian no longer thinks about those 'messy' things, here, on the one-third of an acre of land in the Divine King Palace, what he needs to think about most urgently at present is how to fight.

There is nothing bigger than life and death. And life and death always have to be grasped in their own hands to be able to rest assured!

In his body, the radial 'shooting' power was transformed into his body, making his body even stronger. After being wounded many times, the body naturally accepts this change. And the Gang Qi that breeds in the body has also increased because of this, and the originally thin Gang Qi seems to be slightly viscous.

Strength, strength, and strength.

Gangqi is actually still power, but the power has a vein, and after consummation, it is a more extended realm. This kind of realm belongs to human beings themselves! Wen Xiaotian's body, moistened by the aura of heaven and earth, became more and more pale, and it was no longer as transparent as before......

Time is passing quietly.

Outside the diaphragm, the flying dragon searched again and again, but could not find the path to enter. But outside the diaphragm, he saw Wen Xiaotian's successful entry, and also witnessed two classic battles. Thinking about it, Feilong asked himself if he couldn't do it at the same level as Wen Xiaotian.

"Xiao Tian is really a good skill, to be able to enter here, this is not luck, but a real ability!" Feilong secretly sighed in his heart.

The masters who have reached their level have long since stopped believing in any luck.

Everything is strength.

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