For cultivators, the concept of time is very vague, and sometimes a meditation may only be ten years in the past, which is a common thing for cultivators, but Song Li himself has not encountered it. 【Reading.com】

Three hours is a fleeting thing, so Old Musal doesn't think Song Li can make much progress compared to three hours ago.

But when Song Li no longer hid his breath, and his momentum suddenly increased several times, Old Musal was stunned, and his body, which was originally flying towards Song Li, suddenly stopped in mid-air, because the momentum exuded by Song Li at this time made him feel a deep jealousy, and it could even be said to be fear.

"The first layer of the Mahayana period just saw that this kid was only divided into eight layers of cultivation, how come it was only a few hours past to reach the first layer of the Mahayana period?"

"This kind of ascension speed is too fast, even if he encounters a genius earth treasure, it will take time to refine, just a few hours, even if he gets the Mida Relic, he will not have time to refine it at all." ”

"I see, this kid must have hidden his cultivation before, how could someone have been promoted from the eighth layer of the clone to the first level of the Mahayana stage in just a few hours, and the time to comprehend the power of space is not enough. ”

Listening to the discussion of the four mysterious old men with a little surprise, Song Li shook his head and smiled slightly, but did not speak, and said in his heart, you can guess so accurately, this prince did get the Mida Relic, and a few hours of time is not enough to refine the Mida Relic Unfortunately, this prince is an alchemist, or a divine alchemist, with the help of the Emperor Fire, how can the speed of refining be imagined by you people.

The time to comprehend the power of space is not enough joke, and the life space of this prince does not need to be deliberately comprehended at all, it is the space that comes with the wheel of life.

Of course, Song Li could only take care of these words in his heart, and he would not say them at all.

"This prince only has a first-level cultivation in the Mahayana period, according to what you, an old puppet, said, my cultivation should not be able to kill you. Song Li said with a chuckle, without half a sense of nervousness on his face.

Feeling the huge power emanating from Song Li's body, Old Musal felt this anger in his heart, Song Li's genius was indeed true. If he wasn't a genius, he wouldn't have to bother with such an effort, he would have to try to control him in his hands, or kill him.

But in just three hours, it is too against the sky to upgrade from the eighth layer of the clone to the first level of the Mahayana period, is this considered that God will not let Song Li die

And the more he listened to Song Li's words, the more angry he became, and secretly said in his heart I said that the strength of the first layer of the Mahayana period is not enough, that is to say that the flame giant crocodile Okay, you Song Li has a god-like body. You still have the strongest flame in the world, can you be the same as an ordinary Mahayana powerhouse? Song Li was deliberately angry with himself when he said this.

Even if he hadn't really done it yet, Old Musar felt great pressure, and he had to admit that Song Li was simply too genius, the genius was outrageous, and he himself was at the level of the Mahayana period, but he also knew that under the same level, he could not be Song Li's opponent at all. Perhaps, below the same level, no one on the Nebula Continent could be Song Li's opponent.

This is what he knows about Song Li as a poisoner.

With the power of this poison master, he was even confident to defeat the powerhouses of the same level of the God Clan, but in the face of Song Li, he did not have the slightest confidence.

"You don't have to. It's all providential, but don't get too complacent, even if my old Musar dies, it will make you pay some price. Old Musar gritted his teeth and said, in just three hours, the gap between the front and back is simply too big. It made him a little unacceptable.

I know that I may not be Song Li's opponent, but old Mousa has no intention of running away, joke, when Song Li was on the eighth layer of his clone, he unfolded that flying magic weapon, and his body speed far surpassed him, not to mention that now Song Li is already a real doppelganger powerhouse.

"Then I, Song Li, will see what price you can make me pay," Song Li sneered.

Youthful faces. With disdain on his face, there was a slight sneer in his voice.

As soon as the words fell, his footsteps moved slightly, his hands turned into fists, and where the fists were blank, the golden light was spreading, like bright stars at night, so close to the distance, all the people in the vicinity were strong people in the Mahayana period, and there was no shortage of people in the fourth layer of the Mahayana period, but at this time, looking at Song Li's fist, there were actually some people who couldn't open their eyes.

What surprised them even more was that in this dazzling fist, there was no half of the true qi swimming, and it was true that they couldn't open their eyes, but through the feeling, they actually gave people a trace of warmth.

The fist is mighty, everyone can feel it, and the fist is warm, and everyone can feel it.

Old Musal couldn't help but be stunned, he had never seen such a strange fist, as if there were two breaths in the fist, one was the breath of life, and the other was the call of death, as if waiting for him to choose.

Old Musal was reluctant to choose, because he always felt that the breath of life was not necessarily the way to live, and he even felt that the punch in front of him and the two strange breaths were illusions.

The two breaths converged and circled, converging into one, looking straight at it, like a cave that was spinning violently.

The four old men on the side seemed to be unable to breathe at this time, although they were not in Song Li's fist wind, but the cultivation of the third and fourth layers of the Mahayana period was there, and this fist wind looked in their eyes, and their feelings were even stronger than that of old Musar.

"This punch is like a staggered between life and death, starting to live on one side and die on the other, and then life and death are staggered, gathered together, reincarnated, this should be the Tantric fist method. ”

Among these four people, although they have been imprisoned in the tantric ruins for thousands of years, there are still people who have a lot of knowledge, and after a little time, they can see the origin of this boxing technique.

"Life and death reincarnation fist, old horseman, you are struggling in this punch. ”

At this time, Song Li shouted violently, like a Sanskrit sound floating in the air, directly piercing the old Musar's mind.

When the voice fell, old Musal was directly swept into the fist wind, and at this time he felt that he was walking in a bottomless black hole, stepping out one after another, but it seemed that there was no end in sight.

The breath of life and death constantly stirred the blood in his body, beauty and fear kept rushing into his mind, and the muscles on his face kept twitching.

Surprisingly, there was a look of trepidation on one cheek and a heartfelt smile on the other.

The whole person was repeatedly split in two at this moment.

At this time, the old Musar, the black qi around his body had already been completely swallowed by Song Li's fist wind, and the stirring true qi and blood in his body made him very uncomfortable, but fortunately, his mind was still firm, so it did not cause the reverse flow of blood.

"That's it, it's not enough to break through the old man's defenses. ”

Old Musal endured the severe pain on his body, and reluctantly spoke up, claiming that he had changed from "this seat" to "old man", which seemed to be a very small change, but it represented his mind at this time, he was indeed not Song Li's opponent, just one punch, his defense was so difficult.

"Why are you in a hurry, this punch is not over yet. Song Li laughed disdainfully,

As soon as the words fell, the strange aura around old Musar also changed abruptly, as if it had turned into thousands of golden villains in the air holding bowls and pounding, chanting incantations that he couldn't understand at all.

He didn't understand them, and he didn't know who they were, but someone recognized them.

"These people are dressed as if they are disciples of Tantra, and these people are reciting as if they are Tantric Sanskrit mantras. One of the four was not quite sure, with a slightly identical look on his face.

First of all, these people have been imprisoned in the Tantric ruins for thousands of years, and their understanding of Tantra is naturally stronger than that of Old Musar, and these people have already spoken out before the strange disappearance of Tantra, and they have also seen the Tantric people of the past, and even the scene in front of them has been seen with their own eyes, and the so-called Sanskrit sound has also been heard with their own ears.

Tens of millions of golden villains were all over the air, densely packed, and the sound of the bowl was also dense, although the sound was not loud, but in the ears of old Musar, it was very boring.

Every syllable that kept spurting in the air towards his body was fortunately shaking the uninteresting poisonous breath in his body.

The Reincarnation Fist of Life and Death is an attack type of magic power that comes with the life wheel in Song Li's body, which is not only a method of spiritual attack, but also a method of physical attack, which cannot be clearly demarcated, and in Song Li's opinion, there is no need to worry about what kind of attack method this is.

If it is the magic power contained in the wheel of life, it must be inherited from Tantra, and since it is inherited from Tantra, it has a huge suppressive effect on some demonic things.

And the poison master can be regarded as a kind of demonic technique, and the tantric exercises just have an excellent suppressive effect on a poison master like Musar.

The reason why Song Li so unscrupulously sought revenge on Old Musar after escaping from the mouth of the Flame Giant Crocodile was not that Song Li had much confidence in the powerhouse of his Mahayana Stage, but that Song Li had great confidence in the two supernatural powers that came with the Wheel of Life.

These two supernatural powers may not show much power against others, but for poisoners, Tantric supernatural powers have an absolute advantage.

"Bang bang bang" The sound of a series of explosions sounded.

Following the sound and looking over, I saw countless wounds erupting on the body of old Musar, the wounds were not big, and the strange thing was that the wounds were not blood, but a trace of black gas.

Poisoners also cultivate true qi, but after their bodies enter the body, they will use their poisonous fire to refine the poisonous gas into a unique black qi, which is also the source of the poisoner's power.

And at this time, the black qi that was surging out of Musar's body was this kind of poison master qi, it could be said that Song Li's punch directly weakened the old Musar's poison master by half.

Old Musal was so angry in his heart, he knew that he had never fought with Song Li in the true sense of the word, before Song Li cultivated to only eight layers of clones, and he refined Song Li into a corpse from his heart, so he didn't exert his full strength.

But when he wanted to use all his strength to deal with Song Li, he no longer had the opportunity to use his full strength, because before that, Song Li had already weakened most of his poison cultivator cultivation. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation