Jin Zhankong showed a hint of joy, opened his eyes, and smiled very happily. He glanced at Long Aoxue, who was protecting his Dharma, and said, "Thank you, Brother Aoxue, you've been working hard these days." Although he did not break through, in the innate realm, he went one step further.

Long Aoxue hugged his fists and said, "It's okay, I'm also doing it casually, congratulations to Brother Jin for his great strength!"

Jin Zhankong glanced at it and found that Zhuang Die was no longer there, and he was a little regretful. However, he quickly adjusted, and said with a smile: "Brother Proud Blood, let's separate today, I'm also leaving." This time I go back, and it is estimated that it will be a long time before I come out again. Goodbye!" After speaking, he seemed to turn into a misty sword light, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Long Aoxue couldn't help but sigh, whether it was Jin Zhankong or Zhuang Die, the body technique he used was very mysterious, which he couldn't compare. However, Long Aoxue was not lost, but full of energy. Or rather, his single-minded fighting spirit.

With a buzz, the sky twisted, and a trace of thunder converged. The thunder tribulation of the second grade of physique is stronger than the first grade. The humming sound was earth-shattering, but the dragon was standing proudly, without any fear.

With a bang, a terrifying thunderbolt pierced through the heavens and the earth, falling in an instant, enveloping Long Ao's blood. Long Aoxue let out a low roar, and his terrifying momentum soared into the sky. His physique grew stronger and stronger, and his qi and blood rose like wolf smoke.

A punch was smashed, and the terrible brute force tore through the thunder, shattering the lightning violently. The dragon was proud of his blood, took a deep breath, and engulfed the boundless thunder light for refining. His cultivation had grown rapidly at this time, a hundred times faster than ordinary cultivation.

That is, he has such a ability to hide blood and fire in his body. Anyone else, it's impossible to do it. The furious thunder is not an opponent of blood and fire. Blood and fire engulfed it and refined it, turning it into a part of itself. Blood and fire can engulf all the power that Long Aoxue has ever seen, and thus turn it into his own nourishment. So far, Long Aoxue has never seen what he can't swallow.

The momentum of the dragon's proud blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the strength of the second grade of physique is finally worthy of the name. Long Aoxue felt the great power, and felt the terrifying power stored in the flesh and blood. His flesh, blood, bones, and meridians were all fused into one, and at this moment, the connection was even closer. With a slight shock, a roar came from within his body, and Long Aoxue felt that his combat power had more than doubled.

The thunder on the surface of the body blooms, like a bright lotus flower. Long Aoxue jumped up and descended the mountain, revealing a dignified look. The thunder higher is denser, and the lower part is a little better. The thunder roared, impacting down like a poisonous snake python, and Long Aoxue shot again and again, shattering it, refining it, and improving his cultivation. His arms and legs trembled violently.

This is a strange law, and the dragon arrogant blood realized it under the thunder tribulation. His legs were unearthed again, and with the power of thunder, he wanted to open up the second veins and make his blood and fire nine veins go further. The nine veins of blood and fire, all the nine veins are opened, and it can be regarded as the real beginning. When the time comes, the terrifying features of the Nine Veins of Blood and Fire will be revealed.

With a click, this time the thunder light changed slightly, with the power of the slightest artistic conception, and it came in the blink of an eye. Long Aoxue was taken aback, and the thunder artistic conception was exerted to the extreme, and he punched out. This punch hit a blazing thunderbolt, but it was a thunderbolt.

With a bang, Long Ao's blood was beaten firmly, and the ground under his feet was scorched black. Long Ao's blood spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the battle intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He felt that his comprehension of the artistic conception of thunder seemed to be stronger.

The Melting Heaven Divine Technique was used to the extreme, and Long Aoxue carefully captured what he had just gained. He was distracted and used for two purposes, while opening up the meridians on his legs, he comprehended the artistic conception of thunder. With the help of the Melting Heaven Divine Method, Long Aoxue's spiritual power was highly concentrated, and his comprehension speed was three points faster. His speed of comprehension is faster than usual, and this Fusion Heaven Divine Law is indeed enough to defy the sky.

Long Ao's blood was improving at an unprecedented speed, and it was correct to come out to experience. If it weren't for this wolf tide, how could he get to this point. Long Aoxue let out a long roar, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, and the thunder jumped as fiercely.

With a bang, the gun and the thunder collided together, bursting into brilliant brilliance. Long Aoxue knew that he had indeed improved. And, in just a few moments, a lot of progress has been made. The method of melting the heavens is the method of cultivating the gods against the sky.

Long Ao's blood refined the thunder, and the meridians in his legs trembled even more frantically, and the blood and fire also surged violently, and he could almost condense the Blood Fire Pill. Long Aoxue's eyes were brighter than ever, and there was a touch of madness in his expression.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the thunder fell, and he was caught in his hand like this. A terrifying ray of thunder pierced through his body, spurting out of his pores, bringing out a trail of blood. Long Ao's blood trembled violently, and his whole body was shrouded in blood-colored flames.

He let out a roar of pain, his hands clenched tightly, and his muscles bulged. With a sharp force, Long Aoxue punched out. The excess thunder light in his body gushed out, penetrating not far away. His legs trembled violently, and then calmed down.

Long Aoxue opened his arms, the four poles communicated, and more thunder light was pulled in and incorporated into his body. The cultivation of Long Ao's blood has been greatly improved, and the seventh rank has reached the limit in the blink of an eye. Another breakthrough is the innate eight products.

The innate eight grades, comprehending the two artistic conceptions, Long Aoxue's blood can already be regarded as peerless. However, even if it is peerless, there are differences. Long Aoxue heard that some peerless Tianjiao could comprehend nine artistic conceptions in the innate realm, and even the tenth.

Long Aoxue was not in a hurry, he was only sixteen years old, and he was still nine years away from the age of twenty-five. In these nine years, as long as he doesn't break through the innate realm, then he will inevitably reach a new height. Long Ao's blood is not arrogant, but because of the Melting Heaven Divine Law.

What he cultivates is the Three Diagrams of the Body Emperor, which has nothing to do with the artistic conception. Also, if Long Ao's blood wants to improve his cultivation, he relies on the power of blood and fire. Only by controlling the blood and fire can Long Aoxue go further and improve his strength.

After passing through the four poles, the strength of Long Aoxue's blood became stronger, and every shot stabbed out had indescribable power.

Before, the strength on Long Aoxue's arm was amazing, because the meridians on his arm had been penetrated. As for the legs and feet, they are much worse. Now, his hands and feet are full of power, and it seems that he can tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Long Ao's blood roared in the sky, his long black hair danced wildly, and he punched out, which was the Eight Styles of Baquan. The strongest and strongest Eight Styles of Baquan brought his strength to the extreme. A punch was struck, piercing through the falling thunder. The slightest artistic conception is lingering, and Long Aoxue has urged the Melting Heaven Divine Law to the extreme, and he has seriously comprehended it. The thunder slashed at the body, but the dragon was fearless.

Although the skin and flesh were open, Long Aoxue still did not say a word. He smiled faintly, immersed in realization. The three figures of the body emperor operate on their own, refining the thunder light and refining the body. Long Aoxue's body was damaged, and it recovered again, going back and forth, which was very terrifying. This is not far less than some torture. But the dragon was arrogant, so he didn't move a little.

This is the last bit of thunder, Long Aoxue must hurry up and let his thunder artistic conception go further. The artistic conception is also divided into several levels, for example, there are four levels of distinction: entry, small success, large completion, and consummation. Like Long Aoxue's comprehension of the artistic conception of thunder, it is just a surface, and it is not even a beginner. After getting started, there are traces to follow, and you can understand it yourself.

Long Aoxue tried his best, but he just wanted to really get started, and he could be regarded as entering the house.

I don't know how long it took, Long Aoxue's skin was scorched, like a piece of charred wood, and he stayed motionless in place. He was alive and well, and it seemed that his life was short. The Thunder Tribulation had passed, and he was still motionless, as if he were dead.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and two astonishing lightning bolts intersected. He muttered to himself, excitement in his tone. Sure enough, his feeling was correct, just now he persevered, and he really went one step further and comprehended the true meaning of thunder.

The sound of his heartbeat became violent, and the power in Long Ao's flesh and blood exploded violently, and his skin changed rapidly.

The old skin was shed, the bones were squeezed out, and the crackling sound continued, as if he had been reborn again. Long Aoxue felt that he was more relaxed. His strength is stronger, and his talent seems to be more rebellious.

No wonder physical cultivation is envied by the heavens, physical cultivation is really a bit against the sky! Every time you survive the thunderstorm, it is a rebirth!

Suddenly, Long Aoxue turned his head and stared at a place not far away. There, there were strange fluctuations.

Before Long Aoxue could think about it, a pillar of light rose into the sky and soared into the sky. A terrifying aura emanated from the pillar of light, as if it had suppressed heaven and earth. Long Aoxue felt a will, a unique will.

Influencing the heavens and the earth with one's own will is at least a power that only exists in the True Dao Realm. Long Ao stared at the pillar of light with a lot of thoughts. This time, he seems to have encountered a secret realm. Long Aoxue wanted to get closer, but he felt that terrifying, Tianwei aura, which made it difficult for him to take a step. It seems that as long as he dares to take a step, he will be hit by a thunderous blow.

Long Aoxue took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and examined it carefully. There is no formation, no prohibition, there is not the slightest protection here. However, then again, this kind of coercion is definitely the most terrible protection.

Long Aoxue felt that even if Long Daoxiong came, it was estimated that he would not be able to withstand the blow of this will. The True Dao Realm is indeed strong enough.

Long Aoxue took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and quietly waited for the opening of the secret realm. Unfortunately, the waiting time was too slow.

Long Aoxue thought, don't let anyone come. It's a pity that he thinks in vain, what should come will always come.

The swishing sound continued to sound, and it was obvious that there were warriors hurrying forward, and I don't know how many, but the number was definitely not small.

Long Aoxue sighed helplessly and shook the Heavy Flame Spear in his hand. Chance naturally has to fight, as for whether he can fight for it, he doesn't think about it. Long Aoxue simply sat cross-legged and quietly breathed. He wanted to see how strong these cultivators who rushed over were. Long Ao's bloody battle intent never seemed to be less...... To be continued

This novel is from the Book King