(Approaching the end of the year, the finishing work on the work began to increase, at the end of the year, there must be no mistakes!After all, Thor is only an amateur writer, everything must be work-oriented, so from now on, every time I say a change, well, slowly raise everyone first.) ）

After three days.

Lin Hong climbed Tianxuan Peak.

Thinking about the condensation of Luo Cheng here four months ago, Lin Hong's heart was like a surge.

"Today, it's my turn......"

The peak of Tianxuan Peak had already been carved out of a flat piece of land, and on the north side of the peak, a cave had been carved out of the mountain rocks for those disciples who were cultivating again.

Lin Hong's cultivation is just one trace away from reaching the consummation of the ninth layer of Xuan Qi, and once it is consummated, it can be condensed and can be carried out at any time.

"With this concentration of Xuan Qi, supplemented by Xuan Stone, even if I don't enter the jade bottle space, I can cultivate to perfection within three days. ”

Lin Hong slowly sat down in the cave, took out five medium-grade Xuanshi from the storage ring, and arranged them around him in a circular shape.

"Suck-"

With his eyes closed, Lin Hong inhaled violently, and suddenly two dragon-like mystical qi drilled into his body along his nostrils.

"What a rich concentration of Xuan Qi!"

Under this inhalation, Lin Hong immediately felt the richness of this Xuan Qi concentration. Tianxuan Peak was originally one of the several locations where the concentration of Xuan Qi in the Qingshan Sect was extremely high, and with the assistance of five medium-grade Xuan Stones, the concentration of Xuan Qi at this time had reached an extremely high level.

With such a high concentration of Xuan Qi, it turned into a cloud of white mist, enveloping Lin Hong's body.

Being in the white mist, with Lin Hong's exhalation, the white mist slowly entered Lin Hong's body and turned into a part of Lin Hong's self.

Time passes slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

In the evening, Lin Hong's tightly locked eyes suddenly opened.

In his eyes, there was a glimmer of light, which pierced through the white mist and rushed straight out.

"Ninth layer of Xuanqi, consummation!"

Lin Hong waved his hand, and suddenly the five medium-grade Xuanshi were taken back by him into the storage ring, due to the abundant concentration of Xuanqi here, the consumption of these three medium-grade Xuanshi was only one-third of the past.

With a big stride, Lin Hong walked out of the cave and came to the flat ground outside the cave.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was setting, and at this time, the sky was full of red clouds, and even this Qingshan Sect was shrouded in a touch of red from the sky.

"This red glow is like a flame ......"

Lin Hong groaned in his heart, looking at the red glow in the sky, a thought suddenly rose in his heart.

"Punch ......"

Lin Hong stretched out his right fist, and the Xuan Qi in his body agitated, and suddenly, there were three layers of explosive intent, condensing on top of his right fist.

These three layers of fist strength, layer upon layer, are like the light of a candle flame, divided into three layers and become one.

"It turns out that I was wrong......"

Looking at the red glow in the sky, Lin Hong looked at the fist strength in his hand, smiled, and the fist strength disappeared suddenly.

"This explosive punch is by no means only a triple explosion. According to my previous perception, although it is true, the general direction is wrong. In front of Lin Hong, the red sea of clouds converged into a huge piece, and this sea of clouds had different levels and was dazzling.

Between each layer of the sea of clouds, and the other layer of the sea of clouds, there is a gradient of color. Each layer has a different color, but it seems that each layer is inseparable from the adjacent layer.

Layer upon layer, sea of clouds, no less than a hundred!

The hundreds of layers of clouds are superimposed, looking extremely harmonious, without a trace of complexity.

This sea of clouds made Lin Hong's heart suddenly understand.

In his mind, at this time, there was another scene of Zao Wou-Ki practicing explosive punching.

Zao Wou-ki's figure kept wandering in his mind, and the punch strength above his right fist was also in Lin Hong's mind, constantly layered and refined.

After a long time, Lin Hong slowly closed his eyes and stood quietly under this piece of clouds.

As the sky darkens, the clouds in the sky become more colorful and layered.

Under the magnificent clouds, Lin Hong's body suddenly moved.

This movement suddenly attracted the clouds and mist above Tianxuan Peak, and with the movement of Lin Hong's body, this cloud and mist turned into ethereal fog belts, surrounding Lin Hong's body.

In the wrapping of the clouds and mist, Lin Hong's right fist was condensing with a layer of fist strength.

This layer of fist strength is different from Lin Hong's previous condensed fist strength. In the past, Lin Hong's condensation of fist strength was condensed in an extremely rapid attitude, but now, this layer of fist strength is in a slowly growing attitude.

The condensation of this layer of fist strength, although slow, but there is a hint of vitality in it.

This trace of anger made the condensation of that layer of fist strength extremely natural, and even the Xuan Qi in Lin Hong's body did not need to be urged too much to maintain this trace of fist strength.

"Second floor!"

Lin Hong let out a low groan, and suddenly, the vitality above the first layer of fist strength soared, and the clouds and mist surrounding Lin Hong's body also changed color in this trace of anger.

Another layer of fist strength slowly appeared in this trace of anger, and this layer of fist strength was still different from the fist strength that Lin Hong had condensed in the past.

The first manifestation of this difference is its color.

Looking closely, the gap between this layer of fist strength and the first layer is extremely small. If you don't distinguish carefully, it's hard to even see, it's a two-tiered fist.

The two-layer punch strength means that the explosive punch has two explosive intentions.

Lin Hong looked at these two explosive intentions, and the realization in his heart was confirmed at this moment.

"In this way, my triple explosive will can be completed!"

Lin Hong's heart moved, and suddenly in addition to the two punches, the third punch began to condense.

The strength and color of this third punch are slightly increased compared to the second layer, but it is still the same as the gap between the first two layers, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

This layer of explosive intent is not complete, therefore, after condensing, it is in an unstable state, vaguely, as if it is about to collapse.

Originally, Lin Hong could already maintain this third layer of fist strength, but now, he broke his previous thinking and superimposed and reconstructed this fist strength. As a result, this third punch became a little unstable.

However, in Lin Hong's heart, he was not in a hurry.

In his mind, at this time, there was a magnificent cloud, which was like the waves of the sea, and the colors in it were varied, but they were all one.

What Lin Hong wants is his fist strength to have such an effect.

"It's true to compare it with a candle flame, but it doesn't take into account the development after this explosion. Lin Hong secretly said in his heart: "The light of the candle flame is only three layers, if this explosive fist only has three explosive intent, this inference is naturally correct." ”

However, this explosive punch is obviously not only a triple explosion, even if it is a quadruple use by Zao Wou-ki, it should not be its limit. This mystical technique should imply an indefinite explosion!"

"With the layering of clouds, it corresponds to the explosive intent of this explosive fist. It's just that it is extremely difficult to reach the infinite level of explosive intent...... At least, with my current cultivation, I can't see that step!"

The realization in Lin Hong's heart became clearer and clearer, and the strength of the third punch above his right fist became higher and higher.

This trace of vitality is the foundation of the next layer of fist strength, and it is also the power of this punch. There is a world of difference between a lifeless punch and a lifeless punch against a lifeless punch!"

Under this thought, the anger on Lin Hong's right fist suddenly soared again!

That trace of anger, like a fire trigger, ignited the Xuan Qi in Lin Hong's body!

Under the ignition of Xuan Qi, the fist strength above the right fist suddenly emitted a burst of red light, which made the night sky, which was already a little blackened by Tianxuan Peak, turn red.

It was as if another sun had set, rekindling this piece of sky.

Qingshan Sect, in the forbidden land.

Bellean, who was meditating cross-legged, woke up in this light, he looked up at the sky, and the red light reflected in his eyes, which made his eyes full of surprise and incredulity.

This hint of surprise lasted for a full ten breaths.

After ten breaths, Belyan smiled and closed his eyes again.

The moment Bel Liang's eyes closed, the red light above Tianxuan Peak disappeared.

Instead, there was the triple fist that emitted light in the darkness, and this triple fist tightly surrounded Lin Hong's right fist, and that trace of anger was still not extinguished.

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