Pan Long stood up, moved a little twice, and felt that his body was heavy, and his movements were far less agile than usual.

He knew that this was a normal situation, the earth demon was extremely heavy, and after quenching the body with the help of the earth demon, the body would also be affected and become heavy and thick.

Although his body now looks not much different from before, in fact, whether it is flesh and blood, muscles and bones, or viscera, it is much heavier, and the whole person is afraid that he weighs five or six hundred catties.

There are two steps to solving this situation.

The first step is to use the Nine Transformations Xuangong to continue cultivating and exhaust the power of the Earth Evil accumulated in the body. The heaviness of his body is that there is still a remnant of the power of the earth's evil. As long as he can exhaust the remaining power of the Earth's Evil, his weight should drop considerably.

Of course, it will still be a lot heavier than in the past, but at least it can be reduced to more than 200 catties.

The second step is to find Tiangang and use Tiangang to quench the body.

Tiangang is clear and cold, which can offset the heaviness of the earth's evil. As long as he uses Tiangang to quench his body one more time, his weight will return to normal - maybe he will be lighter.

It's just that the earth demon has been found, but where is Tiangang?

Pan Long walked out of the tent, looked up at the vast sky, and sighed.

In fact, Tiangang is much easier to find than Disha, just find a place to fly up, fly to a sufficient height, and basically find Tiangang.

But the question is, how do you get there?

Don't say he's not a bird and can't fly. Even if it is a bird, unless it cultivates into a monster, ordinary birds will not be able to fly to the height of Tiangang.

If you were in the Kyushu world, it would be much easier to find Tiangang. The easiest way is to climb Suitao Mountain.

Suitao Mountain is very high, and the top of the mountain has almost entered the Tiangang layer. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Pan Long noticed that there were wisps of Tiangang flowing near the top of the mountain from time to time.

It's just that it's not high enough after all, and the concentration of Tiangang is too low. It is not easy to pick up the wisps of Tiangang and collect enough weight to quench the body.

Not only does it take a lot of time and energy, but it also has to be specially made to create treasures that can hold Tiangang - he can't collect Tiangang for many days without eating or drinking, it will become a mummy.

"It's unrealistic to go to the Kyushu world to pick Tiangang. He shook his head and pondered, "There are far more Tiangang in this world than in the Kyushu world, which means that you may not have to climb to a high place to pick up enough Tiangang." That is, I need to find a high mountain......"

He set his sights on the mountain range that separated the desert from the forested hills.

There are quite a few peaks in that mountain range, although it is far less than Suitao Mountain, but if the Tiangang in this world is really much more than in the Kyushu world, maybe that height is enough.

Thinking of this, Pan Long nodded and started to pack his things.

He didn't plan to abandon this camp and move to the top of the high mountain, and it was natural to do it to collect Tiangang quenching body, but not now.

Now the remnants of the Earth Demon in his body have not been exhausted, and there is still follow-up work to be done, and he will have to live here for a while.

In the process of packing up, Pan Long found that his strength had increased tremendously.

What used to be heavy is now light. A group of horses woven with thick branches thick as his arms weighed at least four or five hundred pounds, but he could hardly feel the weight in his hands.

He wasn't very comfortable with the surge in power, and in a moment he broke several things. The main thing is that the vines that are used to tie things up are almost accidentally pulled off.

After dragging off three vines in quick succession, Pan Long shook his head and gave up his plan to repair the camp.

According to his current strange power, I am afraid that after some tossing, the camp will directly become a ruin.

(With my current strength, can I go back to the trouble with that big monster?)

A thought suddenly occurred to him...... That big monster almost killed himself, and now that he has obtained the unparalleled divine power by relying on his earth-shattering body, shouldn't he go back and take revenge?

Recalling the scene he saw that day, he pondered for a while, and felt that if he faced that big monster now, he might really have the strength to fight.

The ruins of the city, though metallic, are probably just as strong. He believes that now he can easily tear down the house empty-handed, and it will not be more troublesome than a child to tear down the blocks.

As for the big monster...... The huge size certainly brings it great strength, but if you encounter an opponent who is far inferior to it in size but not much inferior in strength, then the huge size becomes a living target!

Thinking about it this way, he felt that even if he couldn't win, he could at least fight.

And...... His strengths aren't just in terms of strength!

Pan Long looked at his left leg, a sharp thorn pressing against the flesh of his calf.

The thorns of this thorn were as sharp as steel needles, and when he collected it before, Pan Long had been stabbed more than once in other parts of his body except for his hands, which had practiced hard skills.

But now, his calf was pressed against the thorn, but the sharp thorn was not able to stab him as much as before, not even to make him feel pain.

He stretched his calf forward with some curiosity.

With a "snap", the thorn was directly broken.

"Huh, so unsturdy?"

Pan Long became more and more curious, so he simply broke off a small piece of thorn and stabbed it his leg with the thorn.

With a few sounds, all the thorns that pierced his leg snapped.

And on his leg, there is not even a mark.

"Has my body become so strong?"

He thought about it, took out a spare machete from the dimensional bag, found a place to sit down, took a breath, mentally prepared, and then slashed at his leg.

The place where the knife falls, such as the middle of the defeated leather, does not mean to break the skin and see blood at all.

Pan Long was greatly surprised, his current strength is not too exaggerated to describe it as "nine cows and two tigers", with such unparalleled power, even if the stone can be cut in half with a single knife, how can he not hurt his legs?

"Could it be that you subconsciously retracted your strength just now?"

He hesitated for a moment, took out a few wound pills from another world, and then stabbed again.

This time, he used at least six or seventy percent of his strength with one sword, but when he slashed on his leg, it only hurt slightly.

When I raised the knife, I saw that there were shallow white marks in the middle of the knife, as if I had been gently rubbed by something that was slightly sharp, and there was no broken skin and bleeding, not even red and swollen.

"Come again!"

For the third sword, he used almost all his strength. Unless it is strengthened with internal force, if this knife can't be broken, it really can't be broken.

The knife had finally broken through the skin, but the blade felt that it had slashed at something extremely strong and full of toughness, and it only took a little bit to exhaust its strength.

A knife cut a wound about half a finger long, and some blood spilled out, but it was not serious.

Pan Long himself could feel that this knife was also a flesh wound, not even a flesh wound. It was probably the skin that was cut open, and some flesh was cut slightly, and the depth of the wound would not exceed two or three grains of rice.

Certainly not the super-long kind of Thai fragrant rice.

"My body is like a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt!"

He sighed, put down the knife, used his internal force, and slapped his palm on his leg.

The internal force was poured out, but it encountered extremely tenacious obstacles and failed to achieve results.

Looking at the leg again, it was slightly red and swollen, and there was a faint pain, as if it had been hit by something.

"Good guy! I can't beat the inner family!"

He couldn't help laughing: "People often say that there are rhinos in the south, with skin as thick as armor, and it is difficult for knives and axes to hurt, and arrows cannot be shot. I haven't seen rhinoceros in the Kyushu world that powerful, I'm not sure, but I can really be considered a humanoid rhinoceros now. ”

Not only is it a rhinoceros, he even thinks that if he runs into some Greek mythology now, he may be able to disguise himself as Achilles, whose whole body is only flawed by his ankles—and his ankles are not flawed, even if he is shot with an arrow, he will not die because of this.

"It's just the first time you have to quench your body, and it has such a strong effect?" he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

According to the Nine Turns Xuangong, the number of times the earth is shattered and the heavens are quenched. Each quenching time, the effect is enhanced by one point.

Strong to a certain extent, there will naturally be this kind of infinite force and invulnerability, but why shouldn't it be effective the first time, right?

Could it be that he is really gifted and particularly suitable for practicing this exercise?

"Patriarch Taishang is worthy of being an immortal who has perfected the core exercises of the Daomen, and his vision is amazing! He saw through it at a glance that I am particularly suitable for this exercise...... Ah, I was still thinking about whether it was better to cultivate honestly and forget my feelings, I was crazy!"

"Is there any kung fu in the world that can make me become so strong after only one cultivation? No! Absolutely not!"

"Unless I'm lucky enough to eat some legendary rare treasure, there's absolutely no way to make me so much stronger in just a few days!"

"The Nine Turns Xuangong is really the most suitable exercise for me in the world, and the hardships I suffered when I quenched my body were all worth it!"

Thinking of this, Pan Long was so excited that he couldn't help but shout, laughing and scolding.

His roar drew a black bear taller than the two of him, and the black bear looked at him fiercely, drooling from his mouth, which was quite unkind.

Pan Long sneered, walked to a big tree with a thick hug, hugged the trunk, roared, his hands were deeply embedded in the trunk, and then he only heard the sound of the roots breaking, and the big tree was pulled up by him with brute force.

The black bear shuddered, turned around, landed on all fours, and ran as fast as he could.

Pan Long laughed, and the laughter echoed in the woods, startling countless birds and beasts.