Call!

Han Ming calmed his mind, looked inside his body, and found that the injuries in his body had recovered seven or eight points with the help of Xiao Liang'er's dragon blood, and this terrifying recovery power completely relied on Xiao Liang'er's extraordinary dragon blood!

Now the entire Dragon Palace is full of energy, he can practice to his heart's content, as soon as the exercises are running, the golden light essence qi enters the body and burns into pure energy, and the rolling vitality begins to accumulate towards the qi hall.

In such a dozen days, Han Ming was frantically accumulating vitality, and the injuries in his body quickly recovered under the stimulation of dragon blood.

He was so focused on cultivation that he didn't even say anything more, Xiao Liang'er pulled the old dog to secretly observe Han Ming, and asked with some concern: "Grandpa, what's wrong with Brother Han Ming?"

The old dog glanced at the fragments of newspaper on the ground that were shattered by vitality, and guessed, "Something must have happened outside!"

It is not difficult for the warrior to cross the battle hero, in addition to the sufficient vitality reserves, the rusher must reach a peak state of spirit and body, not only that, but also should have complete pill equipment, because the impact of the war hero has to accept the punishment of heaven, this is not a joke.

Call!

Han Ming took a deep breath, and the golden essence rushed into his body crazily, but this kind of progress, he still felt that it was far from enough, so he simply let go of the Devouring Word Blessing Technique, and the violent suction force gathered all the golden essence in the entire hall to his side.

Call!

Han Ming exhaled a long breath, and the rich and violent essence burned in his body, and the entire body was illuminated by the burning essence, and the burning essence released a more rich and pure energy, which was refined into Yuan Qi through the exercises, and accumulated unrestricted in the Hall of Han Mingqi.

"This kind of cultivation speed is really shocking, and Zhan Xiong's cultivation speed is only like this, maybe a few points slower than him!" Old Dog couldn't help but praise as he looked at Han Ming's furious cultivation.

Xiao Liang'er was sincerely happy for Han Ming, staring at Han Ming with a pair of eyes, putting her little hands together at the corners of her clothes, and secretly cheering for Han Ming in her heart.

Call!

Just like the cultivation method of Han Ming's tyrant, the golden essence in the entire hall surrounded him like a cyclone, making a whirring sound when it turned.

In the process of accumulating vitality, Han Ming's momentum continued to rise, and the aura that had been wilted from fighting to the death with the Blizzard Dragon King finally returned to its peak again, his face became more and more ruddy, and his skin revealed a faint fluorescence.

Such a violent cultivation process lasted for a whole month.

Han Ming opened his eyes one morning, his face was full of solemnity, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his abdomen, and the recovered flesh and muscles in his body relaxed, making a sound like popping beans, and a burst of comfort made Han Ming moan involuntarily.

Then he took out the Blizzard Dragon King's Ring, and the power of his spiritual sense burst out from the center of his eyebrows, slamming into the Ring of Ring.

Bang!

Han Ming's spiritual sense level was already higher than that of ordinary people, and under the impact of spiritual consciousness power, there was no doubt that the Blizzard Dragon King's ring was suddenly washed away, and the dazzling items inside also appeared in Han Ming's mind.

As a dragon king, Blizzard Dragon King's net worth is indeed expensive, bright Yuan Crystals are piled up in a corner of the space at will, and all kinds of weapons and equipment are neither high nor low, but in addition to these weapons and equipment, the most attractive thing for Han Ming is the Demon Male Demon Heart collected by Blizzard Dragon King!

Han Ming had never seen a powerhouse of the Demon Male level in the Underground Demon Domain, and the vitality exuded by the Demon Hero's Demon Heart was dozens of times stronger than that of the Demon General's Demon Heart, and even the spiritual sense could sense the energy fluctuations that made the flesh and blood cheer!

In addition to this precious Demon Male Demon Heart, the Blizzard Dragon King also has a large number of low-level pills, and the pills of various effects are very complete, and it is estimated that they have been accumulated for a long time.

These pills and the bright Yuan Crystal like a hill in that corner, the accumulation of this Blizzard Dragon King is undoubtedly a send-off in the snow for Han Ming who wants to rush to the rank of Zhanxiong, originally he was still a little lacking in confidence, but now he is full of confidence in hitting the Zhanxiong rank.

Now that Han Ming has finished storing his vitality, what he has to do is to regulate the qi machine, wait for the wisp of promotion qi that once appeared in his heart to appear, and grasp the promotion qi machine to advance in one fell swoop.

Generally speaking, the higher the talent of a cultivator, the higher the possibility of the appearance of the qi after the vitality has accumulated enough to advance.

In addition to passively waiting, going to experience battles will also stimulate the emergence of the promotion qi machine, which is why cultivators who are imprisoned in place like to challenge themselves.

Han Ming was confident that his talent could seize the promotion qi within a month, so he sat peacefully in the Dragon Palace and waited for his daily cultivation, but as time passed, in a month's time, the promotion qi that had appeared in the past seemed to be deliberately against Han Ming, and it never appeared again.

Han Ming began to be a little anxious, not only to protect Xiao Liang'er but also to go out to help Huo Wu reverse the situation, and the heavy pressure kept him awake at night.

He thought that it might be that the two years of advancement were too fast, resulting in an unstable foundation of strength, but this idea was rejected by him after it appeared, and only he knew how much hardship he had to put in to promote from a third-order general to a ninth-order general in two years.

In those two years, in order to prevent the foundation of his strength from being unstable, he just took time out to exercise his flesh and blood, not afraid of hardships and boring practice precipitation.

Moreover, with his talent and cultivation speed, it is definitely not too much to be promoted from the third order to the ninth order in two years, some demon geniuses are already mid-level and even high-level at his current age, he has come step by step, step by step, level by level, with blood and sweat!

"Why, why hasn't the promoted qi machine come yet!?" Han Ming's heart was furious, and his face was gloomy and he kept asking himself the reason.

Xiao Liang'er saw that Han Ming's face was not good in the past two days, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to Han Ming, she asked the old dog, and the old dog said that Han Ming was carried away because of the urgency and was in a hurry, which led to anger and anger, and it was difficult to understand Zhan Xiong's state of mind, and it would only get worse and worse if it went on like this.

"What should I do then?!" Xiao Liang'er anxiously took the old dog's hand and asked worriedly.

"The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, even if he points it out, he will not reflect on himself, and it is better to ......" The old dog squinted his eyes and deliberately dragged a bend.

"What's the best, grandpa, say it quickly!" Xiao Liang'er couldn't wait to shake the old dog's arm.

"It's best to let him go out for a walk, you guy, why are you so interested in Han Ming......" The old dog shook his head helplessly, and gently knocked Xiao Liang'er on the forehead with a dry cigarette butt.

Xiao Liang'er suddenly blushed, her eyes avoided the old dog's meaningful eyes, and she stomped her feet and said, "He is our life-saving benefactor, help...... Help should also be!"

Xiao Liang'er ran away in a panic, she came to the dimly lit main hall, and saw Han Ming lying on the dragon chair tiredly, and shouted with some distress: "Han Ming...... Brother Han Ming!"

Han Ming opened a pair of slightly irritable and tired eyes, barely smiled, and said in a low and gentle voice, "What's wrong, Xiao Liang'er?"

Xiao Liang'er showed a youthful smile unique to a girl, and excitedly proposed: "I see that Brother Han Ming has been holding back for so long, why don't we go out for a walk today!"

"Now the people in the Hellish Blood Prison will swallow saliva and walk around when they see you, they don't mean to tempt those jackals, tigers and leopards!" Han Ming had a good reason, and he didn't have the heart to take Xiao Liang'er around at such a time.

Xiao Liang'er lowered her head and thought about it, running around at this time would bring unnecessary trouble to Han Ming, but she didn't want to see Han Ming alone continue to worry about here, so she continued to propose: "Then let's go around the Dragon Palace Domain, okay?"

Han Ming frowned, looking at Xiao Liang'er with a pleading face, and his irritable mood inadvertently calmed down a little.

"Please, Brother Han Ming, in this Dragon Palace, I'm going to suffocate to death!" Xiao Liang'er saw that she was coquettish, and immediately looked like a little daughter, she didn't wear her own boots in the Dragon Palace, and her bare feet like white jade rushed up from His Royal Highness, and took Han Ming's arm and walked outside the hall.

"Okay, good!" Han Ming shook his head helplessly, followed Xiao Liang'er's footsteps, pushed open the door of the main hall, and walked out.

Call!

Han Ming was in the hall day and night, as soon as he came out, it was the dusk of the desert, the season at this time was already deep winter, and he saw the sunset falling from a distance, the light was dim, and the icy wind was carrying the rolling yellow sand, swirling and flying in the air.

Such a majestic scene couldn't help but make Han Ming's heart open up a lot for many days, and he looked far away, a desert and a lonely color.

Xiao Liang'er took out a long ribbon out of nowhere, she frolicked and played in the face of the merry, but she forgot the purpose of bringing Han Ming out, and laughed like a silver bell when she was playing.

Han Ming couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the girl's playful appearance under the sunset of the Great Wilderness, and his long-standing tense body unconsciously relaxed.

He looked at the lonely and silent Bloody Hell City, and stopped, his hands behind his back, his eyes burning like stars.

Suddenly, he thought of the scene when he first came to the Hellevil Blood Prison and met the scene of the old dog and Xiao Liang'er, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, and he thought of the conflict between himself and Zhuge Cantian on the refining platform, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

He thought of his sweaty past in the cultivation room, and he thought of the majestic battle situation of Master Gu Changfeng who used his sword array to torture and kill the three dragon kings!

Memories kept turning in his mind, all the things he had experienced in the past, and the scenes of his arduous cultivation made him regain his depressed state of mind because he couldn't get the promotion qi.

Yes, why should he be depressed, from the original genius of the Han family to the waste wood, and then from the waste wood to the pride of the Han family, he has experienced countless life and death crises, he has not survived, even if the enemy is strong, he has never backed down and feared, even if the crisis of suffering is, he has survived it again and again!

How much sweat and blood he has put in to achieve his current achievements, so there is no need to panic or rush, the Zhanxiong realm is nothing for him, this is just another challenge.

Moreover, for the sake of Fire Dance, for Xiao Liang'er, and for the sake of being able to gain a firm foothold in the upcoming national war, he must, definitely, become the strongest dragon king in the Hellish Blood Prison!

Han Ming's gaze at the Hellish Blood Hell City became firm, and the negative emotions of decadence and irritability in his body were swept away, and the whole person was full of sharpness and fighting intent.

At the same time, a wisp of long-lost promotion qi appeared in his mind, Han Ming grinned slightly, and his spiritual sense grabbed this wisp of qi.

"Xiao Liang'er!" Han Ming called out gently.

Yes?

Xiao Liang'er had a lot of fun, put down the ribbon in her hand, and looked at Han Ming with a smile on her face, "What's the matter, Brother Han Ming?"

Call!

The cold wind of the desert was several times stronger than just now, and layers of lead clouds seemed to appear out of thin air, and they continued to condense above Han Ming's head as if they had received some kind of order.

When the sky dimmed, Han Ming faced the strong wind, his body was like a benchmark, and told Xiao Liang'er, "Go back to the Dragon Palace, tonight, I will be the champion!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Liang'er felt the terrifying energy brewing in the clouds in the sky, glanced at Han Ming with confidence, nodded heavily, and ran towards the Dragon Palace barefoot.

Thundered!

The clouds are flashing with lightning, the desert is full of winds, and the yellow sand is long.

Han Mingpan sat down, his face was calm, and his black gilded vitality was restless like boiling water, he took a deep breath, his mind stabilized, and he whispered to himself: "Come!"