Mi Long, who returned to the house, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, fought against time, forgot everything for the time being, and took control of his own destiny.

took out the Xuanling Pill and took it, and the powerful vitality poured into the dantian, devouring and assimilating.

Sure enough, it was the most expensive pill for cultivation in the Yuanhai Realm, and just one piece allowed him to break through to the middle stage of the Yuanhai Realm.

The amount of assimilation is too small, and the perception of the lower grade spirit root is too poor, even if the Wuji Dao Technique is strengthened tenfold, it is only about the same as the worst middle grade spirit root, it seems that it is necessary to strengthen the body and soul and accelerate the cultivation path.

Three days later, Mi Long cultivated steadily, took two Xuanling Pills again, and the rolling vitality filled his body, slowly absorbed, and reached the late stage of the Yuanhai Realm.

Half a month later, Mi Long sank his breath, he used up all the Xuanling Pills, and his cultivation reached the third early stage of the Yuanhai Realm, and his vitality was three times stronger. Breaking through the triple layer, the body and spirit are also strengthened.

Sure enough, Mi Long had some enlightenment, the breakthrough of the vitality would strengthen the body and soul, and the strengthening of the soul and body would also strengthen the vitality. However, almost all of them only focus on the vitality, because the breakthrough of the physical body is difficult in one step, requires more advanced materials, and will experience great suffering. Divine soul enhancement is as difficult as ascending to the sky, and it is no wonder that no one pays attention to it.

However, Mi Long knew that he had no choice, his spiritual roots were too poor, and he had to find another way. Moreover, the future of those who are sanctified in the flesh is unpredictable.

With the strengthening of his physique, Mi Long came to the small courtyard of the hut.

"Inch bow fist!"

Mi Long just punched out, and his foot stepped into a crack on the ground, and the air was rubbed and rattled.

The crown leaves a few meters away were all shattered, and Mi Long was slightly happy in his heart, and his full strength finally reached the power of a wulong.

"Slash!"

"Instantaneous!"

"Leap!"

"Thunderhammer!"

Mi Long practiced the inch bow fist with all his might, and his vitality was shocked, sensing that this set of middle-grade mystical techniques seemed to have a follow-up, and it looked like it had a great background.

Easy to learn and difficult to master, and requires a strong physical body, Mi Long finally reached Dacheng after cultivating for a long time.

Martial arts cultivation is divided into small success, large success, small consummation, and great consummation. The power is not the same, and the martial arts skills of the Great Perfection are against Xiaocheng's high-grade Xuan-rank.

If Mi Long wants to have the right to speak in the universe, he must enter the Yuan Shen Realm as soon as possible.

Condense the sword,

"Spiral Sky Breaking Sword!"

"Spiral Slashing Sword!"

"Spiral Spike!"

Since he came into contact with the spiral sword a long time ago, Mi Long has cultivated to a small consummation, and he can finally have some power. However, he didn't have a clue about the sword intent that all the legendary swordsmen dreamed of.

The horror of sword intent is difficult to describe, and it is only known that the person who has the sword intent is called the sword saint, the three-foot Qingfeng sword, and destroys all laws.

Thinking about it carefully, it is not surprising that Mi Long, those who cultivate the sword wholeheartedly have only comprehended the sword intent at the age of several hundred years, and they have only been in contact with the sword for a few years, but it is whimsical.

Prepare to take on a task to cover up your identity, and then frantically snatch the source of the Galaxy Eye, improve your cultivation first, and then make plans.

Then Mi Long found a hidden place to study the Phoenix Golden Branch, this magic medicine has been useless, but all magic medicine must have a divine place, and the information introduction of the universe is absolutely incomplete, and even distorted.

If there was no source vein grass, he would definitely not be able to open the strengthening divine dragon vein, and he felt that a hidden power was still hidden in his body, but he couldn't use it.

That magical power was harmless, and strengthening the body and soul was only a very small effect.

Divine Sword Sect,

Sword Star has been in a bad mood recently and has been treated indifferently because the elixir that should have belonged to the Divine Sword Sect was taken away by an ant, and the elixir is definitely an extremely rare treasure in the universe.

Of the four major sects and four major families that went there, only he did not take it back, and several followers died, and the elders of the sect thought he was incompetent.

"Hmph, if you can't get it back, I won't let you have a good time. Sword Star was indignant at that person.

The sect thought that the magic medicine had already been taken or obtained by other families, and it was no longer in that person, so it didn't bother to embarrass a junior.

"Xing Shao, there is news! That person used to stay in the Hell Adversity Xuantian League, his name is Mi Long! There is a portrait, the captain I happened to know told me that he went to Yiyuan Star and should join Ling Tianzong. "A sword.

"Okay! I'll make him pay with his life this time!" Sword Star smashed the white jade teacup, his face was gloomy, and he held the Xingchen Sword, wanting to kill it quickly.

Miron didn't know an enemy was coming, and was still studying the weird things he had gotten. I want to find something that will help, because the next road is death, but I have to go.