It's cool on the ground.

But for Jing Meng, the ground is still quite warm, from the fundamental backbone began to surge out with bursts of cold waves, cold breath swept away, as if the blood was going to be frozen, and the muscles became frozen tofu, but the body was still in a cold sweat, and the jacket was completely wet with cold sweat and could almost wring out water.

"Boom..."

Gritting its teeth and trembling cold, but there was more than a little problem, a wave of nausea I don't know where it came from, it seems to start with the head, because it feels like it is spinning and it doesn't know where it is, and when it closes its eyes, it doesn't know where it is being rotated into the darkness.

The feeling of nausea came in bursts, and I felt like a flat boat in the sea, up and down, left and right, north, north, where is the north.

Is it cold?

The body has been sifted into this virtue, of course it is cold.

Although the air in the dungeon is cold, compared to the cold at the moment, it is a burst of warm current, and he opened his mouth wide and pumped hard.

The throat rubbed hiss.

Although the cold was slightly suppressed, the vertigo made it stronger.

It is like a flood of beasts that raving everywhere.

They are like the ocean bursting its banks, and all over them are covered with its fallen zone.

Are you sure?

I'm really going to be banned in Cambrian and can't find where the warmth is?

Are you sure?

Is my boat really going to be overturned by the sea and drift with the current?

Scold...

It's me laughing, this question is my dream's question, so how can I be sealed in the Cambrian, there is no sea that can bury me.

"Shhhhh

The whole body is cold, when you can still feel the heart beating faintly, the heart is still grasping a trace of temperature, grasp it, hold this warmth.

Call...

The throat-tearing breath continued.

Jing Meng gradually realized that if he continued like this, what awaited him was the torture of the cycle, and one day he would be overturned by a sense of vertigo, and in the gladiatorial arena, God knows which day he would sigh that he would die at the hands of others or demons.

"Whew..."

Exhale and breathe urgently, and inhale more urgently.

What to do?

Suddenly, the figure of the bull demon appeared in my mind today.

What is it here for, do you want to think about it?

It's here to save lives, it's here to thank Jing Meng for freeing it.

In his mind, the Heavenly Bull Demon flicked its tail, and the slightest electric current was running wildly.

Hey...

A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and Bai Ri took this opportunity to realize the Ben Fist Method, originally thought that Jiang Lang had reached the peak of his accomplishment, but it turned out that it was not the end, and the realization at this moment was the real hope, with it, wouldn't it be okay to break through now.

With a light in mind.

Light captures and gathers electricity, and I am a genius...

Genius is made by people, and it is the price to build, and the concentration of strength forces Jing Meng to keep extracting the temperature from the air, opening his mouth and pouring his brain into his heart, the sense of dizziness is stronger, and he is about to faint after a few dangers.

"Hey ......"

But there are surprises, the original trace of heating in the heart cavity has been condensed into light, and the light has been compressed into thunder, because of the infection of blood, this ray of electricity is not so glamorous that it turns red.

"It's now, my battlefield... Open, .....," Jing Meng roared in his heart.

Hematopoietic survival.

Survival is found from within.

Heaven and earth turned, and rows of blood-colored guards suddenly appeared in front of him...

They...?

Isn't this the time to break through, at this moment, the second realm of Jingmeng Ground Level, the breakthrough has just been short, what is the situation today......

I'm a genius, aren't I?

I'm not a big fan, isn't it?

I broke through five days ago, and now I'm breaking through, can't I?

"Hmph..."No, it has to be done."

It sounds like it's okay, but it's not like some seedlings are pulling, and those blood guards haven't even opened their eyes, and they can pull out the knife on their waists.

Knife?

Where are the knives, just the faint nothingness on the waist and the faintness of the body, calling them blood guards is just because of the appearance, if it is really too far-fetched to say that they have knives, it is more appropriate to say that they have a knife handle hanging on their waists, such a guy can kill himself before and after?

They can't even open their eyes, and they're just a bunch of mirages.

"Whew..."

Jing Meng's face turned slightly pale as if he was a little disheartened, it was very difficult to forcibly create something, and it was even more difficult to create something out of nothing, but suddenly his face turned grim and he scolded in a low voice: "A bunch of waste, you can't do it yourself, I'll do it myself..."

As he spoke, he flew and pounced.

It doesn't matter if you're strong or not, whether you're yellow or thin, whether you're handsome, and you don't care if you're ugly.

Starting with the first one, a punch is thrown in the face, and when it lands, it falls to the ground and dies.

Next, continue to kill, wave a palm, shatter one, and kill from the side to the other side in the blink of an eye, and continue to kill from that side to this side in the blink of an eye.

Line up one by one.

Stand up one by one.

The fist is tired with the palm, the palm is tired and the claw is changed, the claw is injured, then you can only use the foot, kill, Jing Meng into the flock, the endless stupid sheep, the hands are sore, the feet are numb, but there are hundreds of standing.

So what to do, nonsense, continue to slaughter.

The fists flew up and down, the flesh palms were slashed, how many were killed, the corpses on the ground, the cold everywhere, and the blood mist that rushed to the sky was strangely gorgeous.

"Whew..."

Fortunately, he did not lose his mind, and his eyes were provoked, and there were only seven blood guards, so he immediately withdrew his hand, smiled in his mouth, and said with excitement in a low voice: "It's started, the feast has begun, it's begun." ”

There was food everywhere.

Absorb them and become a stronger me.

The smell of blood is always exciting, it can make some things crazy, and suddenly the only remaining seven blood guards moved their noses slightly, stealing fish, seeing the joy, they immediately took a sip fiercely, and suddenly their bodies were slightly condensed.

Then the rest is much simpler.

The feast of sea and sky begins.

The body of the blood guard who was killed was quickly dissolved, and the whole earth turned into a sticky crimson, and the soles of the lucky blood guard's feet condensed into seven huge whirlpools, and the offerings surged towards their bodies like a wave.

Almost.

The seven blood guards stood as tall as pillars holding up the sky, their eyes were either evil or gloomy, or so on, all of them were different, but one thing was indeed the same, that is, they looked at them with a sneer of disdain from their looks to their eyes, as if they looked down on them.

"Hey...."

Jing Meng smiled and scolded in a low voice: "What are you crazy about, I will kill them one by one when the time comes," those blood guards seemed to have spirits, and they were a little unhappy, and their palms caressed the handle of the knife on their waists, as if they were going to pounce on them and fight with themselves, I am very busy at the moment, how can I have time to pay attention to you now.

Seeing that the offerings on the ground had almost been absorbed, he roared: "Put this fight aside for the time being, we will be killing in the future, now you should work..."

Suddenly.... , the blood mist rises into the sky.... , Huge stones suddenly came out, blood was created, and the flesh below was condensed, but the Tao was not enough, how to condense.

Hey.... Be prepared.

"Whew..."

The seven blood guards flickered, fists and kicks, and the edges and corners of the clumps of stones were smoothed out and squeezed together, and between a few ups and downs, there was no gap at all.

The flesh is deformed, and it ascends one step higher.

"Haha..."

Jing Meng couldn't help laughing, he was so talented, he couldn't help but be impressed, continue below, thousands of calls, blood to the bones.

As before, the knife was a knife on the ground, and the bone was a bone standing on the ground, but indeed the hand was broken.....

Jing Meng's teeth were bitten, and he jumped to the side of the giant bone as soon as he moved, and he wanted to cut the road by himself, but his hand only touched the handle of the knife, and a chilling breath instantly passed his heart, and his feet retreated again and again, his face was pale, if he hadn't shrunk his hand quickly, he might have been cold now.

"Goo...."

It's all like this, you can't be defeated, this kind of self is the most embarrassing, and now that you fail, then you are finished.

With a weird smile on his face, he glanced at those blood guards, yes, it's good to kill people with a knife, and cut your own way with your own hands.

Absolutely smart, too smart.

A stroke of the hand.

The Seven Blood Guards understood, just like a monkey, climbed up the giant bone, raised their arms to control the palm of their hands to catch the knife on the ground, Jing dreamed that the huge palm fell on the knife, and his face couldn't help but feel a little excited fever, success or failure is now.

Catch.

Achieve the future, what about cutting yourself now.

Come on, Jing Meng is afraid that it will not hurt enough, this knife actually cut the throat, the blade is cold and the bones tremble, but when the blade licks the throat bone, the huge bone in front of him suddenly exploded with jade-colored light, and under the sweep, the seven blood guards were directly evaporated.

"Hum..."

Cleanse the whole body, the cold is not there, and the blood is smooth.