"Roar. The wind dragon circled in the air a few times, his body coiled, his mouth opened wide again, and he swallowed the two of them at the bottom of the mountain.

The Prison Hall punished him not to go down the Wind Pole Mountain, but he didn't say that his supernatural powers could not go down, and he must kill the Myrtle while he was not far away from the Wind Pole Mountain.

The huge wind dragon, wrapped in layers of fierce wind, was extremely powerful. And Myrtle and Cheng Daonan have just had a fierce fight, and they have exhausted their means, and now they are almost at the end of the mountain.

Shen Miaoyin gently held the copper ring in his hand, and the light on the copper ring gradually converged, but the killing intent inside became more and more intense. But, after a few breaths, a smile appeared on her face and she took the brass ring back.

"Feng Chang, if you dare to touch the people of my Forging Mountain, don't blame me for being ruthless. Hu Li was suspended in the air for some time, his thin fingers pointing at Fengji Mountain, and in his other hand, he was carrying a big black hammer.

On Hu Li's body, there were countless Dao chains condensed, and as long as the wind dragon took another step forward, he would be hit with a ruthless hammer.

"I'm a traitor who is killing me in Fengji Mountain, don't stop me!" Feng Chang's face was pale, he wanted to kill Myrtle, why did he cause so much turmoil.

"You'd better save these words for the elders to say. Hu Licai doesn't care how angry Feng Chang is, and even the more painful Feng Chang is, the happier he will be.

Feng Chang was about to say something cruel, when several strong breaths swept down in the sky, and the wind dragon that he had been hovering in mid-air was hit by the breath and immediately turned into nothingness.

"Elder. Hu Li stepped aside and respectfully saluted a few people in the sky. The other disciples bowed down one after another, not even daring to look up at those Nirvana Mirror martial artists.

"It's over......" is often discouraged, and the elders of the Nirvana Mirror are dispatched for this matter. It's definitely not good. Myrtle is inevitably dead, but he failed to kill Myrtle, he has already made a bad deal with her, and if Myrtle bites him back, he will be completely finished.

Cheng Daonan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and he confronted Myrtle. In the case of all kinds of advantages, he almost died. If the other party had the idea of fighting for his life from the beginning, he would definitely not last long.

It's not just Feng Chang who is uncomfortable, but the rough man almost didn't cry. Even if he offends Shen Miaoyin, even if someone breaks his hands and feet, with the recovery ability of a martial artist, it is not a big deal. But this bet, he shouldn't have set a ten-fold odds.

Now the fight between Nari Minami and Myrtle. Myrtle has always been at a disadvantage, and it can barely be regarded as a victory for Chengdaonan. If Shen Miaoyin asked him for a bet, then he would not be able to repay so much money without eating or drinking for decades.

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The matter of the many disciples of the Wind Pole Mountain in the south of the Enlightenment Dao was like a storm, and it swept across the entire Extreme Martial Dao Sect. One man suppressed three hundred Beacon Fire Realm, defeated the Weapon Realm with one move, and also beat a martial artist of the Danding Realm at a disadvantage.

Because these things are too topical, the fact that the main wind of the Wind Pole Mountain is often deposed is rarely mentioned. It's just that according to some well-informed people. Feng Chang was sent into a small world to be the chief manager, and he didn't get the order. Never return to the Pure Quiet Heaven.

These things were all over outside, but Cheng Daonan didn't seem to know anything, and since that day, he has been staying on Mt. Kingo.

In a practice room, he breathed slowly, his legs crossed. Like an old ape in meditation. On the upper half of his exposed body, there were countless fine cracks.

In the battle with Myrtle, although he benefited a lot, the injuries on his body were also very serious. In order to break through the suppression of the Great Dao, he forcibly refined the blood qi and essence qi in his body. Build a flame and break the avenue. Now his body is suffering from a very serious loss.

He reached out and grabbed a jade bottle from the side, pulled out the stopper, and with a slight force on his wrist, a pill with a strong medicinal fragrance flew out and fell into his mouth.

After that battle, Shen Miaoyin gave him a full ten Qingling Pills. Although he had just entered the thirty-third day, he had heard of the reputation of the Qingling Pill.

It was a spiritual elixir that only the true preacher of the Danding Realm was qualified to enjoy, and it was good at regulating blood and qi and clearing dark wounds, which was most suitable for people like him who were overdrafted.

As soon as the Qingling Pill entered his mouth, a cool and agile breath escaped in his mouth. The power of the medicine ran down his throat and flowed rapidly throughout his body. The wounds on the body were originally hot and painful, but after coming into contact with the medicinal power, each wound was tinged with a trace of coolness, and there was a little itchy feeling, which was very comfortable.

These wounds, which had always been difficult to heal, squirmed at a slow speed after taking the Qingling Pill, although it was not visible to the naked eye, his spirit was shrouded in his body, and he knew the slightest change.

With a wave of his hand, Cheng Daonan swallowed the remaining nine Qingling Pills in one go. If there are others here, he will definitely be shocked to death, this is the pill taken by the strong man of the Nirvana Mirror, it is difficult for a martial artist to digest one normally, he dares to swallow ten pills in a row, this is not looking for death.

The medicinal power of the ten Qingling Pills was amazing, and a rich vitality rose from Cheng Daonan's body, and the vitality became stronger and stronger, and even came out of his flesh and blood.

"Click. The muscles on Cheng Daonan's body trembled slowly, and a fine force densely covered his body, like a big net, enveloping his body.

Once there is a medicinal power to break through, the dark energy rolls slightly, and it is scattered, and then the blood qi rushes, and it is completely integrated into the blood qi and muscles.

And the wounds on his body also healed gradually at a rapid speed, and the wounds that were originally like small mouths began to turn into blood scabs, densely intertwined.

The powerful medicinal power made Cheng Daonan's skin a little red, and the temperature on his body was slowly rising. For such a situation, he was still carrying the strength one after another, slapping the medicinal power back and forth, so that the body was more suitable for absorption.

"Brush. "There was a little medicinal power in the blood, and then it washed over a dark wound deep in the flesh. Since it is a secret injury, it is naturally hidden and stubborn, and it has not changed much after being washed by blood and qi once.

In the face of all this, Cheng Daonan seemed to be very patient, and his blood and qi hit the dark wound again and again, and after dozens of strokes in a row, the dark wound, like the shore sand washed by the tide, was finally swept into the sea.

There are no less than 100 dark wounds on his body, and it is a big project to remove them all. Cheng Daonan closed his eyes and sank his mind into the practice. (To be continued.) )