Shanzhai Spiritual Time House, three months is equal to one day.

It has been another month and a half since Meng Xiang was able to stand up for the first time.

In the room, Zhu Jue's palms were connected, and his fists were suddenly shrouded in golden light.

The footsteps were extremely heavy, not because of the excessive gravity, but because the power of Zhujue's blow was too strong.

"Drink!"

With a perfect right straight punch, he stabbed at Meng Xiang, who was more than ten meters away on the opposite side.

It seemed that there was only one punch, but in fact, at this moment, Zhu Jue fired at least tens of thousands of air cannons.

In this high-gravity environment, the extremely high atmospheric pressure and gas content make this purely physical air cannon hundreds of times more powerful.

Although it couldn't be seen, the impermeable fist wall had already hit head-on, and with it, there was also Zhu Jue's thick killing intent.

If it was before, in the face of this kind of attack with almost no evasion points, the only thing Meng Xiang could do was to stand and be beaten.

No scorching, no panic.

Meng Xiang's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of non-reflective black tulle.

Sensing the slow elongation, with a feeling that he was being stretched forward, Meng Xiang took a step back, slowly and simply putting on a posture.

The right hand is tucked in at the waist, and the left hand is straightened forward in the shape of a knife, and he inhales deeply, which looks like a very ordinary martial artist's starting style.

"Shhhh Whew..."

The chest fell together, and in the blink of an eye, the strength had accumulated to the maximum.

It's been a month and a half since training.

In the past month and a half, Meng Xiang has been beaten to death by Zhu Jue more than a hundred times, and then resurrected by immortality.

And every time he got up again and fought against Zhu Jue, Meng Xiang was able to hold on for a longer time than the last time.

Last time, I was crippled by this rainstorm-like punch.

Having experienced it personally, Meng Xiang knew that Zhu Jue's fist rain was pure violence, and it was definitely not something that could be solved by playing small tricks.

The explosive power caused the wind to rage, and Meng Xiang's body flew out like a hollow puppet, falling heavily to the ground, but it was not enough to offset the impact, and he continued to roll fiercely on the ground for a long distance.

All the internal organs were beaten into a paste, and only the outer form remained human, and he died on the spot.

This is the last time Meng Xiang faced this kind of boxing rain.

If there is no immortality, every defeat in the past month and a half means death.

Zhu Jue said very clearly: you cannot become strong without the purpose of killing you and then persecuting you.

Zhu Jue's tricks, every blow will be fatal, Meng Xiang has a deep understanding.

And this is also forcing every nerve and every inch of Meng Xiang's soul.

If it weren't for the Lord on the other side, but the Heavenly Machine Star, I would really die.

It is this kind of thinking that makes Meng Xiang constantly stronger.

The control is getting more and more refined, so that from the beginning, I can't hold on for a second, and now, I can fight against Zhu Jue for more than an hour.

The consumption of Zhenyuan, from the beginning of the exhaustion of all moves, to now, in this house, can walk on the ground, even more suitable for this house than Zhu Jue!

"Drink !!"

The raised nerves were like a chain of leads being ignited, Meng Xiang closed his eyes, burst into a shout, and the fists of both hands bombarded towards the invisible fist wind.

Bang bang ...

The air between the two was boiling.

Meng Xiang's air cannon and Zhu Jue's air cannon collide infinitely with each other!

Instead of blocking them all, only the air cannon that will hit you is canceled.

In this case, you can't rely on the five senses.

That's why Meng Xiang closed his eyes.

Instead of relying on the five senses, you can give your whole self to Zhenyuan and let your body react on its own when faced with danger.

All movements cannot be thought about, everything is left to intuition.

Dedicate yourself to the battle!

Bang bang ...

Coherent to the point that he couldn't hear the sound of the collision at all, Meng Xiang closed his eyes, and his arms were not even left because of the rapid punching, as if both arms had disappeared.

The sound of glass shattering was sonorous.

I saw that the space around Meng Xiang's body was shattered by countless air cannons.

These attacks don't hit you, but you don't need to block them if they are just used to confuse yourself!

This is the judgment made by the body.

The confrontation of air cannons is constantly deadlocked.

No, slowly, the bombing area was vaguely moving to the side of the lord.

"Huh?"

For the first time in a month and a half, the Lord of the Lord's face showed surprise.

Look at Meng Xiang on the other side.

With his eyes closed, his expression was extremely calm, just like a windless spring day, like a mirrored lake, and the waves were not alarmed.

Did you give your body completely to the fight?

This feeling is...

Oh, no wonder!

Facing the giant wall of fists that was gradually pushing towards him, Zhu Jue smiled.

Meng Xiang, I really didn't misread you.

You are different from me, and as the same Seven Plains Good, your definition is the main general: pure combat power!

If your Infinite Realm Peak can't compete with my Great Infinite Realm, you are not worthy of being the master of the Seven Plains Benevolence.

At this moment, Zhu Jue finally understood that Meng Xiang, after two and a half months of hard work, had completely adapted to this space.

He's ...... now

Immeasurable: Reach the top!

The speed at which the rain of punches came over was getting faster and faster, and Zhu Jue did not release the water, but Meng Xiang's current combat power was already able to compete with himself.

And himself, his adaptability to this space is not as good as Meng Xiang.

Therefore, Meng Xiang is here, and he has been able to defeat himself by a slight advantage.

Bang...

"Hmm..."

was punched in the abdomen, and Zhu Jue's face suddenly turned blue.

It's so heavy!

It's like crushing all the entrails.

The real feeling of hitting also reached Meng Xiang.

Meng Xiang stopped at the moment of the first punch.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that more than ten meters away, Zhu Jue pounced, covered his abdomen and knelt on one knee.

Is that... I won?

I... Won the toast?

"Whew... It's amazing. Zhu Jue clutched his stomach and gasped tiredly: "You... Sure enough, it's a genius, I practiced to this level back then, and it took me three years, but I didn't expect you to be in two and a half months... Ahem..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Jue opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The smile on his face was the pain of the injury, but also the relief for Meng Xiang.

"Are you alright?" Meng Xiang galloped forward and helped him up.

What he saw was that Zhu Jue's clothes were ruined on his abdomen, and his skin and muscles were red like blood.

"There's nothing I can teach you anymore. Zhu Jue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said while healing.

Hearing this, Meng Xiang shook his head even more bitterly.

"If you want to talk about strength, Zhu Jue, in fact, you are stronger. ”

"Hehe, you're so modest. ”

"You know I don't. Meng Xiang smiled.

Meng Xiang is really not modest.

In this spiritual time house, gravity suppression is based on the realm.

Zhu Jue is a great immeasurable realm, and Meng Xiang is an immeasurable realm, so the gravity borne by Zhu Jue is dozens of times that of Meng Xiang.

Plus the Congratulations's specialty is not combat.

Therefore, if he leaves this space, Meng Xiang is still weaker than Zhu Jue.

Meng Xiang knows this self-knowledge.

Similarly, Meng Xiang also knew that his current control was already above Zhu Jue.

Weak to weak, now the gap between Meng Xiang and Zhu Jue has shortened a lot.

At least, if he leaves here and really fights, if Zhu Jue wants to win Meng Xiang, he will have to waste a lot of effort, and he may even have to suffer a little injury.

With Meng Xiang's current strength, if he breaks through the Great Immeasurable Realm, I am afraid that he will completely surpass Zhu Jue.

There is no point in continuing to practice.

"I really don't have much to teach you anymore, you are faster than I expected, Meng Xiang, you are really a genius. ”

After healing, Zhu Jue stretched his muscles, took out an iron box from his arms, and put it in Meng Xiang's hand.

Meng Xiang was stunned for a moment, looking at this ordinary iron box, a little overwhelmed.

"This is..."

"This is the Taiyuan First Sea, the fourth innate treasure, although you are still in the immeasurable realm and have not entered the great immeasurable realm, I still want to give it to you in advance. ”

Zhu Jue said, his eyes became solemn.

"If you can break through the Great Immeasurable Realm and fuse it with the other three Innate Arcana, you can achieve it for a minute at the expense of sacrificing all four Innate Arcana. ”

"What is the achievement of one minute?" Meng Xiang asked.

Zhu Jue froze for a while, seemingly hesitating, but in the end, he still spoke.

"Above the Great Immeasurable Realm, the one-of-a-kind... Boundless!"

Maybe he was afraid that Meng Xiang wouldn't understand, he added...

"Remember, it's only for a minute! This is the ultimate means of fighting [Demon], unless you are desperate, you must not use it, and it must be immeasurable to use it! Surely death!"

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