The sudden words made Xiang'er, who had already stepped on the streamer with one foot, stunned, and just wanted to turn her head to look, but her body was unstable and she fell directly from the streamer, but the other head kept looking in the direction of Zhang Xiaohu.

"Little basin, little tiger brother is not dead," Xiang'er shouted excitedly.

"Uh-huh, the master is still alive"

The excited Zhang Peng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes looked into the distance motionlessly, but his heart kept turning.

Just now, when the master was intact, he was not this guy's opponent, and now after being seriously injured, I don't know if there is a chance to turn the tables.

Zhang Xiaohu has always told him that mastery is a masochistic exercise, the more serious the injury, the faster the promotion, as long as he practices, he is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed.

But with such a serious injury, coupled with the fact that the opponent is so strong, whether there is a chance or not, Zhang Peng has no bottom in his heart.

Maybe you should take advantage of the fact that this guy has no time to deal with himself, and let the senior aunt escape quickly, Zhang Peng thought.

The pile of rubble that buried Zhang Xiaohu suddenly exploded, and large pieces of stones shot out in all directions, and smoke and dust rose up in the center to cover the sky and the sun, not to mention that they couldn't see clearly with their eyes, even if the divine sense swept over, it was only a blur.

The monk took a step back slightly, looking at the direction of the explosion of the rocks seemingly indifferently, but the feet were standing steadily, with his hands behind his back, his fists clenched tightly, his body slightly bent, and the constantly rising qi and blood, like substance, blew the clothes whirring.

Don't look at the few understatements just now, Zhang Xiaohu was embedded in the mountain wall, but Da Wu knew in his heart that the first was to make a surprise, and the second was that in this short period of less than a few seconds, at least half of the spirit of the whole body was gone, and if you want to do it again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it.

Maybe it's time to use spiritual power in the next battle, the monk secretly thought, it would be a bit difficult to blow up this mess of rocks by himself, not to mention that the opponent was so injured, is there any hidden hand?

It stands to reason that it shouldn't, this monk duel is often one or two moves to decide the winner, how can there be so much strength to fight around, and it's not a monkey show, you really have to hide it, in case the gutter capsizes, there is no place to cry.

It is best to defeat the opponent with the strength of the body refiner, but if the opponent's injury is not as serious as imagined, it is better to use spiritual power safely, it is really not good, even the methods of the great witch are not necessary to hide, anyway, in his eyes, these people are like dead people.

Large chunks of stone flew out, and in the smoke and dust, a figure rose into the sky, folded in the air, and shot towards the monk, opening his palm far away, and striking this way.

"Refining Period?"

The monk's face changed greatly, and the huge coercion covered him so tightly that he couldn't move even if he wanted to escape.

After going through the Great Witch, refining the body, and practicing qi, where does he not know the power of refining gods, this level of promotion is different from the original promotion, it is completely qualitatively different.

Just like if the skin refining has good qualifications and the exercises are against the sky, you may be able to skip the level to the bone refining person, and the bone refining is the same, it is completely possible to do it, but when it comes to refining the dirt, even if you are a cow, you will never be able to refine the gods.

Being able to break free from the coercion of refining gods is already considered an elite, and fighting, don't even think about it.

Just like Zhang Xiaohu against the old monster of the Yuan Baby, refining the body to cross the level, it stands to reason that he can make a tie, and there is no problem in escaping, but it is not the case when it comes to the Yuan Baby, there is no problem in breaking free, but he almost can't escape, if he didn't have the treasure talisman in his hand, it is estimated that the other party's skin will not hurt a little, and Zhang Xiaohu will be wiped out.

"That's Brother Little Tiger" Xiang'er turned her head to look at Zhang Peng in surprise, pointed to the figure that flew out in the distance, and shouted loudly, tears of excitement flowed down her face, and she was very excited.

Zhang Peng didn't have time to answer, his eyes widened, and he rubbed it vigorously, for fear that he would be dazzled.

Sure enough, sure enough, this is Xiaoqiang's exercise, Zhang Peng was excited, the Xiaoqiang exercise that couldn't be beaten was too good, and it really turned the tables.

Zhang Xiaohu was knocked into the mountain wall and fainted, and the qi, blood and energy in his body were like wild horses that had been unleashed, and suddenly ran wildly.

The boiling qi and blood rushed to the injured place, and the ribs seemed to be being helped by someone, and they returned to their original positions little by little, and the broken bones were also squirmed by the muscles, returning to where they should be.

The golden dots came out of the blood, tightly wrapped the damaged bones, the cracks were visible to the naked eye, quickly disappeared, just a few blinks of exercises, the broken ribs appeared intact in the chest, the original white bones, now they are plated with a layer of light gold, giving people an illusory feeling.

The strength was rushing in the body like a rolling river, and the dirty blood in the lungs that was penetrated by the ribs was brought out a little bit, and the strong recovery force made the intestines keep squirming, and in the blink of an eye, the wounds on the lungs could no longer be seen at all.

Dirty blood came out of Zhang Xiaohu's mouth and nose little by little, and his chest, which was almost immobile, was now like a bellows, snorting up and down, and the exhaled air flow blew the boulder in front of him to shake.

All this was done automatically in Zhang Xiaohu's fainting, and after repairing all the injuries in his body, Na Jin plunged into his internal organs and disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared.

After a few breaths, the heart glowed with a slight white light, and a trace of strength slowly flowed out of the heart, but it was not as white as before, but faintly with some gold.

The energy that flowed from the heart slowly flowed to the inner organs, and after a while, a faint golden thread was formed between the heart and the inner organs.

The white light was then flooded in his heart, but the white light at this time carried some of the color of the gold thread, showing a very faint gold.

The golden thread flowed from the inner body to the liver, and the golden thread became brighter and brighter, and the golden thread became thicker and thicker.

After entering the liver, the light that glowed again was obviously golden, and the pause time was noticeably shorter, and in a blink of an eye, it flowed out of the liver and went straight to the spleen.

A golden thread connected the heart, lungs, liver, spleen, and kidneys, and four of the organs had lit up with a faint golden light, but only the kidney was still dull.

As a steady stream of energy flows into the kidneys, the kidneys swell little by little like a well-watered stomach.

There was a bang, and it sounded in Zhang Xiaohu's chest.

The kidneys finally had enough of that energy, and finally glowed with a faint golden light.

As if it was swelled and broken, a golden energy flowed out of the kidneys, quickly connected to the heart, and at the moment when the five organs were completely connected, the golden light rose, and the five major organs shone with dazzling golden light, and the light inside could be seen through the stomach.

Endless energy surged to an unknown place, neither in the chest cavity nor in the skull, as if it existed in another dimension.

The energy is flowing endlessly in the body, no matter how much it is absorbed in the unknown place, this energy still continues to flow out and surge, as if it will never stop until the place is filled.

Buzz.

Zhang Xiaohu opened his eyes, and was suddenly stunned, remembering that he had been seriously injured just now and embedded in the mountain wall, but why did he get here now?

Everything in front of me was completely different from when it had arrived, with diamond-shaped crystals hanging high in the air, shining like the sun.

Two white balls of light swirled around him, slamming into his body with a whoosh, and all of a sudden, Zhang Xiaohu had a lot of knowledge in his mind, and a large amount of data poured in, almost breaking his head.

In the past, the diamond-shaped crystal only illuminated the open space in front of him, but now it illuminates a hundred zhang, and a huge space is presented in front of Zhang Xiaohu's eyes, the earth, the sky, the diamond-shaped crystal like the sun.

In front of him, a phantom sat in the air, and a red line kept running in the phantom.

Zhang Xiaohu grinned, and sure enough, the more seriously injured, the faster he advanced, and he unconsciously crossed the refining dirt.

It's just that before he could see the exercises taught by the phantom in front of him, a voice sounded in his head, "Since you're not dead, don't hide inside, and if you don't come out, I'll catch up and kill your two juniors."

Unable to look at the exercises anymore, Zhang Xiaohu looked around, trying to find a way out, but as soon as the thought appeared, Zhang Xiaohu found that he had returned to his body.

An extremely powerful feeling appeared in his body, Zhang Xiaohu took a deep breath, and didn't feel the changes brought about by the God Refining Period, his hands shook hard, and the gravel that buried him and the mountain wall exploded instantly.

Zhang Xiaohu kicked hard under his feet, wanting to jump, but he didn't expect to appear in the air at a height of dozens of meters in an instant.

"Refining Period?"

Zhang Xiaohu followed the sound and looked at the gloomy monk with a panicked expression, and his body turned to escape.

Zhang Xiaohu, who finally came out, was willing to let him go, and the momentum was all released at once, just like the substance, so that the monk couldn't move.

His body folded in the air, and he threw himself at the monk, and opened his palm far away, and struck him hard.

As soon as the palm of the hand was stretched out, the aura of a hundred feet was like the soldier commanded by the general, quickly gathered under the palm, forming a huge aura hand, but it was vague, and the monks below could be seen through the aura hand.

Zhang Xiaohu frowned, this aura hand appeared strangely, and he didn't know what it was for.

In the blink of an eye, the aura hand was in front of the monk.

There was a loud bang, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground, which was deeply recessed, and the monk was in tatters and lying in the palm print full of blood, and he had long lost his eerie and terrible appearance.

Zhang Xiaohu fell to the ground lightly, looked down at his palm, and shook his head, he didn't expect that this refining god had changed so much, if this palm was heavier, it was estimated that he could blow up this monk on the spot.

Looking at the monk, Zhang Xiaohu walked over, clenched his right hand, and was about to punch down.

The bones of the monk's body were broken, and he couldn't move, and he wanted to adjust the spiritual power in his body, but he found that under that palm, all the spiritual power was scattered, and he couldn't find a single thing.

The monk's face sank, looked at Zhang Xiaohu who came over, suddenly opened his mouth and bit hard, biting off half of the tongue, chewing it into minced meat a few times, wrapped in blood and spraying towards the little tiger, holding a strange gesture in his hand, and vaguely not knowing what to read in his mouth.