Two days later, under a waterfall on the periphery of Mianshan, Jun Qinghan **** put on his upper body and felt the comfort of the waterfall again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ji Xuefeng didn't know where he went, only lying prone beside Jun Qinghan.

A mottled jade bi in front of him floated unsteadily in front of Jun Qinghan's eyes, Jun Qinghan tensed his nerves, and stubbornly controlled the jade bi to prevent it from falling.

The soul was tense for a long time, and fatigue gradually appeared, but Jun Qinghan gritted his teeth and insisted, only in this way can he break through the limit and better control the formation.

After half an hour, after the jade bi jumped violently, it still fell to the ground, and at the same time, Jun Qinghan followed and sat in the water.

His expression was slightly sluggish.

After a while, Ji Xuefeng came back, shook the wine and food in his hand, threw it in front of Jun Qinghan, and said solemnly: "Continue after eating!"

The dark eyes glanced at Ji Xuefeng, "I didn't even bring him anything", and after snorting in a low voice, he ran into the mountains and forests and went hunting for food by himself.

Watching Jun Qinghan gobble up, Ji Xuefeng sat down, "I won't practice soul control in the afternoon!"

"Then what are you practicing?" Jun asked with a cold snort.

"Practicing physical arts".

"Is it useful?" Jun Qinghan looked at Ji Xuefeng suspiciously.

Of course it is useful, "whether it is flying knives, marksmanship, or acupoints, the requirements for physical skills are very strict, and only with excellent physical skills can you fight better."

"The realm of the Heavenly Spear Divine Technique is still low, not because of strength and perception, but because of the limitations of your body, so only by making your body infinitely stronger, can your strength be infinitely improved."

After listening to the explanation, Jun Qinghan continued to bury his head in eating.

Jun Qinghan's heart moved slightly, physical skills?

"Is cultivating the Falling God Body considered a physical technique?" Jun Qinghan asked as he chewed after taking a bite of food.

"Falling God Body?" Ji Xuefeng frowned, and after a while, he suddenly stared at Jun Qinghan, "Say, what is the Falling God Body?"

Jun Qinghan was choked on the spot, "Uh...... What I saw in a broken ancient book in the Fenghan Pavilion seemed to be about to lose a soul and a soul, and I still had to find something......"

Jun Qinghan prevaricated.

After Ji Xuefeng glanced at Jun Qinghan with a little meaning, he sneered, "What kind of body technique, it is completely impossible to lose a soul and a soul, and besides, a strong body technique also requires the cultivation of Dao Qi." ”

"Don't think about anything wrong for a day, I'll make up for your remnants of your soul."

Looking at Ji Xuefeng's vigilant eyes, Jun Qinghan immediately buried his head in eating, "What is the wrong door, it's not that you said that you are cultivating physical arts, I just mentioned it casually, you will beat the snake and stick it......"

Looking at Jun Qinghan's back walking under the waterfall again, Ji Xuefeng's eyes were mixed with a trace of doubt, "Falling God's body, falling God's body, he has never heard of it."

There was only one possibility for anything he hadn't heard, a taboo that the Black Flag would not know.

How could Jun Qinghan know? It's really a mutilated ancient book?

But then he was relieved, this was a good thing for him, Jun Qinghan was strong, and the more comfortable he was.

One training and another afternoon, following Ji Xuefeng, Jun Qinghan was horrified to find that the training he had had in Fenghan Pavilion in the past was a child's trick.

Ji Xuefeng also didn't take himself as a human being, and a dignified Purple Flag peak powerhouse actually served as a sparring partner for a Gray Flag Fourth Stage.

This is called Jun Qingqing's cold feelings, how can it be embarrassing.

After a long time, Jun Qinghan's right index finger was swollen like a carrot, and Ji Xuefeng still didn't give up, "Go on, under the enemy's strong defense, with the hardness of your fingers now, you can't break through the defense of other people's acupuncture points at all."

Therefore, Jun Qinghan had to continue to click on Ji Xuefeng's body as hard as cold iron, and in less than a few hours, his fingers seemed to be shortened by a raw setback.

Moreover, Jun Qinghan's waist, legs, and hands were almost broken by Jun Qinghan, and it seemed that the tearing sound of the ligaments in his body could be heard.

After Ji Xuefeng's hospitality, after the training was over, the only thing that could move in his body was Jun Qinghan's neck.

When he came back, when he saw Jun Qinghan's miserable face, his eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed towards Ji Xuefeng......

However, even if it is the Venerable of the Ten Great Beasts, it is still a child, and there is no king coercion among the same kind, and it is not funny to fight against the strong of the Purple Flag?

Without a single move, the whole body of the underworld was kneaded by Ji Xuefeng like a trick, and then thrown next to Jun Qinghan.

Ji Xuefeng smiled bitterly, "Even though I know that I am for Jun Qinghan's good, I also attacked him, this is the feeling."

......

The two of them walked side by side in the mountains, gloomy and unsightly, and crises could be seen everywhere.

From time to time, there was a tiger roar in the distance, shaking the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, in the cultivation meridians, the underworld moved, and Jun Qinghan was immediately alert, for the demonic beasts, the induction of the underworld can be described as supreme.

Ji Xuefeng beside him had a look of understanding, obviously having already noticed the difference around him.

After a while, a group of people rushed out, holding long knives with huge gaps in their hands, their bodies drenched in blood and embarrassed.

Some of them were still holding their broken arms in their hands, and they didn't care about the two people in front of them at all, and a gust of wind swept past the two of them.

Jun Qinghan grabbed the man with stubble on his face, "What happened?"

"Let go!"

The stubble man looked at Jun Qinghan calmly, and said anxiously with a mixture of threats, and at the same time raised the knife in his hand.

Usually, the man will explain, but when is it now?

It's time to run for your life!

Every breath is the key to life, if you wait for that demonic beast to come out, you and others will not even be left with scum.

But the roar was already ringing in my ears.

Ahead, a huge tiger rushed out and landed three feet in front of Jun Qinghan, with a bronze bell-like tiger's eyes, waiting for a few people in the field, scanning back and forth.

The tiger's body was shocked, and a faint king character appeared on his forehead, and at the same time, his body changed from a pattern to a pitch-black body, and three pairs of wings with a length of more than three feet behind his back were like a dark ghost.

With a roar, the leaves fell, and the beasts were terrified.

Ji Xuefeng had a faint surprise:

"Six-winged Chameleon Demon Tiger!"

The Demon Tiger's eyes were staring at Ji Xuefeng, and in this man, he actually felt a hint of threat, although it was not obvious, but it faintly made him feel a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Jun Qinghan let go of the man's hand and turned his head to Ji Xuefeng: "What is the Six-Winged Chameleon Demon Tiger?"

Glancing at Jun Qinghan's snow-white hair, Ji Xuefeng smiled: "A sixth-level adult demonic beast that can change color and deform the body."

Jun was taken aback, "Level six, adult!"

Surprised, he came out of Jun Qinghan's meridians, ploughed the ground with both claws, and stared at the demon tiger.

The tiger's attention instantly shifted from Ji Xuefeng's body to Hades's body, looking at the demonic beast in front of him, his whole body was surging with blood, and he felt that his sixth-level bloodline was actually suppressed to death.

There was a roar in his mouth, waiting for a huge tremor, and with a wave of his wings, he roared towards the Styx, opening his bloody mouth wide, as if he wanted to swallow the Stygian.

He swallowed for a while, pulled out his hind feet, bowed his body, and shot out violently......

Jun Qinghan's heart trembled, with his current strength, it would be very good to be able to deter the fifth-level peak demonic beast for the time being, but the sixth-level peak demonic beast would never work.

Ji Xuefeng looked at this battle between demonic beasts with a smile, in the past half a month, he wanted to break his head, and he didn't know what it was?

I didn't see him cultivating for a day, but his strength was rising slowly, and he could feel the coercion of the Demon Beast was absolutely unique.

Because his eighth-level dragon blood Tianji saw the underworld, his bloodline was unconsciously a little depressed.

And how many of the demonic beasts that surpass the eighth level, in addition to the four major demonic beast families in the continent, and the top ten peak beasts?

In the air, the dark eyes stared at the roaring demon tiger, and when he approached, there was a sudden long roar, the whole body changed, the body instantly expanded, and sharp thorns emerged from the throw, stabbing at the belly of the demon tiger.

Flying too high, the Demon Tiger suddenly felt a threat from below, and the two pairs of wings suddenly shrank, wrapping their whole body like a closed fine iron cage.

"Bang".

The spikes hit the wings, and suddenly his head shook, and his body fell to the ground weakly, disappearing in an instant, merging into Jun Qinghan's body.

With the fall of the underworld, the demon tiger let out a painful roar, the feathers on its abdomen flew away, a fist-thick hole in its wings, and black blood splashed.

"Don't let it get contaminated with blood", Ji Xuefeng suddenly reminded.

At that moment, Jun Qinghan's wide sleeved robe was hidden, brushing away the flying blood, and staring at Ji Xuefeng suspiciously.

With one move, the whole body collapsed, and the demon tiger was injured!

The Demon Tiger's eyes were red, looking at the two people in front of him, he was extremely angry, how many years, it was injured, it was injured!

The whole body suddenly curled up, and then spread, and the six wings in the air continued to accelerate.

The hammer-like head slammed into Jun Qinghan, Jun Qinghan's whole body suddenly exploded, and the dragon spear was faintly ready to be fired, and now there was only a gun that could compete with the huge body.

Ji Xuefeng took a step forward, Jun Qinghan is not comparable to the underworld, there is no bloodline suppression, Jun Qinghan's strength can be defeated by the fifth-level demonic beast, it is already a great luck.

Level 6? Only the share of death.

The fist was slightly squeezed, and he smiled coldly at the demon tiger that came to him, and punched out like cotton.

Between the contacts, there was no sound, but I saw black blood flying sideways, and the head of the demon tiger shattered into several pieces in an instant, and collapsed straight to the ground, without a chance to regret until death.

Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank, a sixth-level demonic beast, killed in one move, this is the strength of the Purple Flag? Or is it the tip of the iceberg of the Purple Flag?

Ji Xuefeng squatted on the ground, took out an iron basin from the ring, and flowed the blood of the demon tiger into it.

Ji Xuefeng beckoned Zhaojun Qinghan with his hand, "Boy, come over to me!"