In the belly of the mountain, Zhao Ziming is like a chick who is practicing martial arts for the first time, his movements are unfamiliar, playing a set of boxing techniques one by one, occasionally pausing for a moment, frowning and pondering.

Next to the magma spring, Ning Xiaoyu was absentmindedly cutting the fish meat, and his eyes drifted to Zhao Ziming from time to time.

Lie Meng looked at the pieces of fish meat with different shapes on the boulder, thicker than his fingers, rolled his eyes, snatched the fish with his hand, and said, "You grill fish like this, can you eat it?"

Ning Xiaoyu actually said "oh", and then reacted, his face was confused, and he buried his head. Fierce sighed helplessly, "Give me the dagger." ”

Lie Meng held the dagger in his left hand, but the cutting skill was not much better than Ning Xiaoyu, he was irritable, so he simply brushed it twice, divided the fish into four pieces, and threw it on the boulder, "Forget it, when that guy is finished, I'll catch the fish and let him roast it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of crackling sounds suddenly sounded in the cave, and the eyes of the two turned to Zhao Ziming at the same time, only to see that the latter was still boxing, but every time he made a movement, his body made a burst of noise.

"Lei Yin?" Liemeng's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had discovered something incredible.

It turned out that after knowing Zhao Ziming's cultivation status yesterday, Lie Meng couldn't help but say that he taught him the secret book of the Zhen family. The Lie family's Flame Skill is known for its difficulty in cultivation, and it is also a method of body cultivation, even if Zhao Ziming has a deep foundation, Lie Meng estimates that it will take him at least several days to master it initially.

But at this moment, Zhao Ziming's moves and styles seem to be clumsy, but in fact they are smooth, and they are all accompanied by the sound of bone joints, which is the sign that Agni Gong has reached the penultimate realm of acquired cultivation - thunder sound, as long as it goes further, it can condense blood qi and cultivate to the realm of fire like fierce fierce.

With such a fast cultivation speed, how could he not surprise Lie Meng, he muttered: "Junior brother is really a genius in physical cultivation, I sigh to myself." ”

Ning Xiaoyu originally thought that Zhao Ziming's cultivation had gone wrong, but after listening to his words, he put his mind at ease and looked at Zhao Ziming with a pair of beautiful eyes without blinking.

The crackling sound became more and more crisp, and it sounded in one piece, and there was really a bit of thunder piercing through the clouds, resounding through the sky. Seeing that a set of boxing techniques was finished, Zhao Ziming did not stop and started from the beginning.

This time, the boxing method is more mellow, and there is a peculiar charm in it, even Ning Xiaoyu, who does not know the way of physical cultivation at all, has also realized its extraordinary.

The more Lie Meng looked at it, the more frightened he became, at this moment, Zhao Ziming's understanding of Agni Fire Gong was really no longer below him, and he couldn't help but think: "Is it possible, can you condense blood qi in one fell swoop?"

As if he knew what he was thinking, Zhao Ziming punched out, and the fist suddenly burst into red light, jumping like fire, and the color was pure, like a high-grade red gem.

Fierce was stunned, and kept muttering: "Monster, what a fucking monster." ”

More than ten years ago, when he was established, he cultivated the Agni Gong to the highest level of the day after tomorrow, and his reputation spread far and wide, and he was known as a peerless genius. But in the face of Zhao Ziming, who started from scratch in one day and condensed his bloody qi, he didn't dare to put this peerless word on himself no matter what.

Zhao Ziming entered a wonderful realm of forgetting things and me, and every move of the Agni Fire Gong clearly appeared in front of his eyes, and his body naturally moved with it.

After he condensed the first wisp of blood, the thunder sound suddenly disappeared, but between his fists and steps, there was an extra condensed and domineering momentum, as if he had turned into a fire and was burning wantonly.

More and more red light came out of the body, swaying on the surface of the body, which was both bewitching and majestic. Later, Zhao Ziming's whole body was wrapped in bright red blood.

He only felt that his body was filled with endless power, and he wanted to vent it happily, but instinct drove him to perform his fist techniques over and over again, condensing all those powers into blood.

Finally, when his state of mind gradually returned to composure, he was overflowing, and his blood was constantly jumping, and he sensed another world, a completely different, new world.

A faint stream of air fell from that world, submerging into the blood.

Rumble!

The blood qi in Zhao Ziming's whole body suddenly stopped, and then expanded rapidly, rising, as if a volcano erupted, forming a bright red pillar of light, rising into the sky, crossing the crater, and going straight into the sky.

More and more air currents spilled down from that new world and were absorbed by Zhao Ziming. The red pillars of light that enveloped his body became brighter and more vivid.

Those magical air currents, in addition to the blood qi, also had a large part directly into Zhao Ziming's body, transforming him earth-shatteringly.

It was as if there were countless red-hot needles piercing into the body from the pores, and then plowing every inch of flesh and blood, and the severe pain produced in the process was enough to make the mentally undetermined completely collapse.

Zhao Ziming gritted his teeth, forcibly endured the pain, and carefully sensed the trajectory of the qi flow in his body, as well as the changes in his flesh and blood, and his intuition told him that doing so would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

Fortunately, with the completion of the body transformation, the severe pain gradually subsided, and in its place, there was an unprecedented sense of power, as if he could shatter the sky with one punch and collapse the earth with one kick.

Zhao Ziming realized in his heart that this was due to the surge in strength in a short period of time, which caused him to hallucinate, and now he was at a critical moment of breakthrough, and he must not be affected by this.

He opened his arms angrily, raised his head to the sky and roared, venting all the dryness in his heart, and the rolling sound spread out, encountering the hard volcanic rock wall, and rumbling back again.

For a while, in the entire space in the belly of the mountain, only Zhao Ziming's roar remained, and Lie Meng and Ning Xiaoyu turned pale, and they hurriedly covered their ears, but they still showed pain on their faces.

The sound slowly stopped, and the bright red pillar of light around Zhao Ziming appeared a new change, with a few faint white light lines, wandering in it.

At this time, the breakthrough was nearing the end, and there was no longer any power spilling in that new world, and the pillar of light started from the top, gradually shrunk downward, and finally turned into a streamer and drilled into Zhao Ziming's heart.

Bang - pass!

The sound of a low, slow heartbeat resounded, and the frequency slowly increased, like the dense and vigorous drumbeat of the two armies before the battle, and there was a strange power that attracted people's hearts to beat according to this frequency.

Ning Xiaoyu and Lie Meng were affected, their heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the blood in their bodies also accelerated suddenly, and they only felt a sharp pain in their hearts, and instinctively used their strength to protect their bodies.

Ning Xiaoyu silently recited the mantra, and the invisible soul power diffused out, enveloping her in. Fierce screamed, and red blood appeared in his chest.

Even so, looking at the somewhat reluctant appearance of the two, they also knew that they wouldn't last long. Today's Zhao Ziming can suppress the two acquired masters so much that he can't move just by his heartbeat, and his strength is so strong that it is simply unpredictable!

Zhao Ziming woke up from the mysterious realm of comprehending heaven and earth, discovered their condition, frowned slightly, and then bent his knees, jumped up, and jumped out of the crater directly.

As soon as he left, Ning Xiaoyu and Lie Meng returned to normal. Ning Xiaoyu was better, but her face was slightly pale. Fierce was quite embarrassed, panting, sweating, as if he had just fought with someone, and almost collapsed.

Ning Xiaoyu looked up at the sky and asked with some concern: "Senior, ...... he Are you alright?"

Lie Meng sat on the ground, wiped his sweat, and said angrily: "That guy has communicated with heaven and earth, and he is so strong that he is not a human being, what can he do? If he doesn't leave, it will be us who have something." ”

Although he has an open heart and really regards Zhao Ziming as a brother, seeing the latter break through and enter the realm that he has been longing for for ten years but can't, it is inevitable that his heart will not be a good feeling.

Ning Xiaoyu asked again: "Then he...... Will you be back?"

Since Liemeng left home more than ten years ago, a long-lost point of view has emerged for the first time at this moment: beautiful women are trouble.

He glanced at Ning Xiaoyu, remembering that under Zhao Ziming's coercion just now, his performance was not as good as hers, somehow, a trace of fear arose in his heart, and he didn't dare to say his "wise words", but said: "With you, why didn't that kid come back?"

Ning Xiaoyu shook his head, his face flushed.

Zhao Ziming jumped out of the crater, ran straight down the mountain, and traveled dozens of miles to a small ice valley, at the end of which was a high cliff.

At this moment, the sun is shining, there are no clouds, and the golden sunlight is refracted into colorful colors through the ice cubes hanging on some hills, which is beautiful in a flash.

Zhao Ziming squinted his eyes and looked around at the white sky, then took a deep breath, pulled out the stance, and practiced boxing. He didn't fight the boxing techniques that Lie Meng taught him, but Bajiquan.

One after another fierce moves were unleashed, although Zhao Ziming did not use his blood, he still broke through the wind, and his momentum was amazing, which was very different from before.

When he had just broken through the heaven and earth, a throbbing suddenly appeared in his heart, which seemed to be related to the master, which made him quite uneasy, and he needed to adapt to the soaring power, so he left the cave and came here.

After beating Baji Boxing three times, Zhao Ziming's mind returned to calm, he stretched his arms, closed his eyes, and intently sensed the changes in himself.

He advanced with the path of physical cultivation, so there was no change in the cultivation of internal strength, and everything was as usual. The biggest change is his heart, which has not only doubled in size, but also generated two runes on its surface.

The runes are red and white, and the red runes have only a few strokes, resembling a fist. The white runes are slightly smaller in size, more numerous in number, and more complex, but they are not connected into a whole, and they are obviously incomplete.

Zhao Ziming focused his mind on the red rune, and a message appeared in his consciousness: armor-piercing heavy attack.