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Time passes, and the years pass.

This day~

A ray of morning sun shot down through the clouds, and the entire Changchun Valley was reflected in a golden light.

It is the so-called internal cultivation of qi and blood, and external cultivation of mystical skills.

In the early morning, before the rain and dew dried, all the disciples were already meditating on the ground in the square where the Nine Venerable Ding Furnaces stood, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, and breathing the breath flowing in the meridians.

Rumble!

Behind the Changchun Valley, on the Fire Dragon Peak, which looked like it was surging with flames from a distance, there was another roar, echoing in the valley.

Those disciples who meditated seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and most of them were still unmoved, and their hearts seemed to be more serious and focused.

"Senior brother is really handsome and powerful. ”

Finally, there was still a female disciple who couldn't hold back and secretly said that the woman was eighteen years old, and even if she was wearing a loose gray robe, it would be difficult to hide her beauty. Tilting his head slightly, he secretly looked at the Fire Dragon Peak.

On the peak of Huolong Peak, under an old tree that has stood in the blazing flames for thousands of years, a sturdy young man, naked and topless, pulling a horse step, sideways palms, facing half of the rising sun, under the blazing magma, full of masculinity.

Suddenly, seeing him step on the ground, his feet stepped on the small hills with roots, and jumped towards the rising sun, and a long phantom appeared behind him, as if he was pulling up the mountains and rivers, but it was as fast as lightning, facing the rising sun, he waved his palm, and a blue and white mystery came out of his palm.

Rumble!

There was a dull sound, and a stream of magma stirred up under the rising sun, and half of the sky was suddenly red.

"Ahh ”

The female disciple, who had no heart to meditate for a long time, saw this scene from afar. As if he was there, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but worry about him.

"It's cool. ”

Until I saw the hidden figure of the young man, like a goshawk spreading its wings, it appeared from the fiery red magma. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Bang!

The young man faced the rising sun, standing at the peak, the mystery was circulating, and the turbulent ground was splashed with bluestones.

I saw that he was naked, and his skin seemed to be smeared with a faint layer of golden powder, like a golden cast. The body is strong and the shoulders are broad. The muscles are like rocks chiseled by knives and axes, and the figure is extremely perfect.

The scattered strands of hair flutter in the wind, showing the masculinity of the male. With a broad and strong chest. It's been eight months, and it's been eight months since he was dragged back to Changchun Valley by his master to cultivate.

These eight months are not only the eight months when his strength has skyrocketed. It is also the eight months of gradual and real maturity of the body. Hard cultivation and quenching. Let him gradually fade away the most immature trace of his face.

He has truly become a handsome young man who exudes a masculine atmosphere. In this spring and autumn change, people are one year older, as if they have become a nineteen-year-old, and their bodies exude the unique charm of mature men.

"Boom. ”

Far away to his left, the small hill where the stalactites were upside down suddenly surged, and a glans with a huge water chestnut on top of it, looked up to the sky with a dull roar, and two blue and red fangs. Like a sharp giant blade, in the sun. Together with the inverted stalactite, a sharp edge flashed.

One person and one turtle, the turtle is Xiaoba, and the person is Chen Mo.

In eight months, one person and one turtle have changed dramatically.

What remains unchanged is that every day the rising sun has not yet shown its strength, and on the peak of Fire Dragon Peak, you can always see his cultivation figure.

The hard work is naturally no longer a problem, but it has also really experienced his muscles and bones, even the lazy little eight has already stepped into the ranks of ninth-order demon beasts, which is equivalent to the innate high level of human beings, how can Chen Mo not change? Now that he has already broken the shackles and reached the level of innate high order.

"Hachi. ”

Chen Mo looked sideways at Xiao Ba, who was looking up, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a kind smile.

Isn't it? Again!The little eight turtle~ head shrank suddenly, obviously revealing a trace of timidity.

After refining his physique, Chen Mo used the Great Light Divine Technique to devour the "Nine Turns of Ming Wang Gong" brought from Amaterasu, not only raising the Great Bright Divine Technique to the sixth layer, but also making the Great Bright Xuan Qi more inclined to the most rigid and yang. also cultivated the domineering mystical skills, and couldn't find a suitable practice opponent for a while, Xiaoba could only be his opponent "willingly" from time to time, no, to be exact, it was a sandbag.

Especially since Chen Mo's cultivation reached the innate high level, the amount of power has skyrocketed again. That attack is stronger and stronger every time, although Xiao Hachi inherits the bloodline of the divine beast, it is difficult to withstand his repeated sea beatings.

Brother Ba is a divine beast, how can you be ravaged like this~?

Putting on a look of ignoring it, he raised his head high, and directly ignored Chen Mo's request.

"Hehe~"

Chen Mo smiled lightly, as the so-called no profit is not early, it can make Xiaoba so "willingly" cooperate, it is nothing more than to do what he likes.

The palm of his hand was gently lifted on the storage ring, and the fluorescence flashed, and a three-grade strong myelin pill was sandwiched between Chen Mo's fingers.

"Brother Ba. ”

Chen Mo smiled with a thief on his face, this trick was tried and tested, and he greeted Xiao Ba, who was full of anger, and waved his hand to take the pill out.

Xiaoba's pupils were open, and a pair of thief's slippery black eyes suddenly came to his senses, and his dissatisfaction was swept away, and the turtle ~ shook his head, and the strong myelin pill had already been swallowed into his mouth.

Although for its current level, Sanpindan is not enough to stuff the teeth. But now that he is satisfied, it is not easy to get an elixir from this poor clanging boss. Sanpindan is Sanpindan, which is better than not having to eat at all.

Brother Ba is a divine beast, for the sake of the boss's grand cause, you're welcome, let the horse come.

Xiao Ba still didn't want to finish it, licked his lips with his tongue, and willingly lay on the ground, grinning at Chen Mo, his head and limbs retracted into the turtle shell.

"Xiaoba, then I'm welcome!"

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth were suddenly retracted, and he took two steps back, staring at the huge turtle shell like a torch, and threw his arms vertically down.

"Whew".

A layer of gradually white Xuansha suddenly appeared around the body, and the skin gradually turned pale golden, all over the body, and the whole person was like an Arhat with a golden body, but the cultivation time of this immovable Ming King's body was slightly shorter, and the fire and Taoism were still slightly insufficient.

But even so. The protective technique of this Heavenly Skill has far surpassed the Golden Bell Jar in terms of defensive power.

"Bang, bang".

Under Chen Mo's feet, the bluestone suddenly burst like a spider web. Foot sink an inch. As soon as the fists were tightened, the bones gurgled and seemed to contain a powerful explosive force.

"Immovable King Body!"

The "Nine Turns Ming Wang Gong" Technique is a low-level mystical technique of heaven quality, and it is an extremely rare and powerful technique on the entire continent. Those who practice this exercise, if they have not undergone physical quenching experience, will definitely break their meridians and damage the sea of qi during the cultivation.

And in order to devour this exercise. Wearing a Shenmu Xuantie suit weighing more than 1,000 catties, he didn't get out for hundreds of days.

Of course, this is also due to the "spur" of Master Mu Lingwei from time to time. Coupled with taking a large amount of body quenching pills, as well as the great bright and mysterious qi that is extremely yang and strong, it can be regarded as withstanding the strong impact of "Nine Turns Ming Wang Gong".

And the pale golden skin that covered the body was a sign of the operation of the body of the immovable king. It's like an indestructible layer of golden armor. The degree of rigidity became more and more evident to him. And gradually enhanced. The pale gold color has indeed proved that Chen Mo has cultivated this exercise to the realm of Xiaocheng, and it is really difficult to break his true body of the Immovable Ming King with an ordinary spear and knife split.

Suddenly, Chen Mo turned his fist into his palm, and his palms overlapped in front of him and rotated around, lingering around the mysteries of his body. Like a galloping current, it spreads along the pale golden arm towards the palm of the hand.

Call!

The mysteries gather and spread. There is no wind and waves, driving the airflow around the body, and suddenly flying sand and stones, and the aura of heaven and earth that attracts colorful colors is also submerged in it. The old tree standing beside him, the branches were also incorporated into the hurricane, tilting the branches, and the bluestone at the roots cracked.

Chen Mo's strong arms suddenly swelled, and with a bang, a piece of rubble flew up from the ground under his feet, and the speed was staggering.

Suddenly stopped in mid-air, stepping on the heat wave emitted by the magma of the Fire Dragon Peak, the vertical palm with the Xuansha, turning around in front of him, the Xuansha reflected the black and white pupils, his eyes condensed, and he slapped at Xiaoba with one palm.

Call!

Like breaking the wind and surfing, the Xuansha that came out of the palm turned into a pale golden palm that was full of feet long in the blink of an eye, forcibly pressing the overflowing airflow, the surrounding radius was dozens of zhang, the sand and stones were agitated, and the convex rock seemed to be under strong oppression, and there were a few explosions, and the gravel was like a bullet that was disemboweled, splashing in all directions.

"Great Nirvana Hand".

The incidental mystical skills in the lower level of the heavenly product "Nine Turns Ming Wang Gong" exercises, once they reach the point of perfection, this great nirvana hand has the domineering power of covering the sky with one hand.

Bang!

Pity the divine beast Xiaoba, before a palm touches it, the powerful oppressive force is like a heavy mountain pressing on the top, and the turtle shell directly falls into half of the bluestone.

Collapse!

The pale golden heavy palm was slapped down, like a bomb weighing 100 catties bursting, a thick sand and dust rolled up around, and the turtle was slapped directly into the ground, and the sand and dust were like wolf smoke, splashing several zhang high, surging along the air waves, forming a hideous face, which was very eye-catching.

Shout.......

Chen Mo volleyed and turned for a few weeks, rolled up dust and smoke, clenched his fist, and punched the ground, hitting with strength, like a thunderbolt, rushing towards Xiao Ba who fell to the ground, a series of explosions.

"King Ming!"

Bang.......

With the sound, Hachi, who fell into the ground like the size of a small hill, was blown out with a bang.

Zhilu Dao Chen Mo's cultivation relies on the Great Light Divine Technique, and the progress is fast, but he never expected that it can be expressed in terms of ferocity, and the slap of Xiaoba with one palm is body is overturning, and the loss is an ancient divine beast, otherwise he would have died earlier.

As he flew into the air, Hachi also stretched out his glans suddenly, raised his head and wailed. You're going to beat you to death!

Burst. Chen Mo threw a quenching pill directly into Xiao Ba's mouth.

Suddenly feeling a dripping of Qiongxiang jade liquid into his throat, Xiao Ba raised his glans, and a pair of black eyes that were rolling straight suddenly revealed a sense of excitement. Brother Ba can still withstand it, come on.

Bang!

Chen Mo would be polite to it, he had already made a calculation, and it was a great nirvana hand, at this time, he used a lot of strength, but he also wanted to try how strong it was, so he slapped his palm on the belly of the little eight turtles.

"Boom!"

The sad little eight was directly bombarded and flew out.

...... (To be continued......)