Chapter 67 The silent night of the cultivation path slipped by quietly, and when the sky was just dawning on the second day, Feng Hao, who was sleeping, opened his eyes on time.

After all these days, he finally felt the benefits of Yandu, and as long as Wu Yuan did not burst out of his body, but only used to wash the strength of his muscles, no matter how long it was, there would not be a trace of reduction.

In other words, the speed of Yan Decision and the recovery of Wu Yuan is at the Xuan level, and even the earth-level secret cannot be compared!

"Whew"

After exhaling a long period of turbidity that had accumulated overnight in his body, Feng Hao slowly stood up and moved casually, and a crisp sound resounded all over his body.

"It's almost a martial artist at the high level, right?"

Feeling the strength of his muscles, the corners of his mouth curved again.

As long as his physique improved, he felt that he could be promoted to the high rank of a martial artist at any time.

Their own strength, their own knows, the high-level martial artists, in this Chiyang County, it is nothing.

"I'm here in the Demon Beast Mountain Range!"

Walking out of the cave and looking at the endless mountains in the distance, Feng Hao jumped up and rushed towards the mountains

"Boom!"

This is a large waterfall as high as 100 zhang, its water flow, like thousands of horses, galloping down, weighing 10,000 jun, is fine iron, if it is placed under this waterfall, it will also be smashed and bent.

However, it was under this waterfall that weighed 10,000 pounds that a figure sat on a stubborn rock directly below the waterfall, and thousands of troops rushed down, but he could not be shaken in the slightest.

This kind of pressure is still very useful for Feng Hao, who is still in the meat training stage, and it also lays a certain foundation for forging muscles and skins, but when it comes to the bone refining stage, it is useless, unless it is extremely energetic.

Martial artists practice their muscles, in fact, martial artists are relying on muscles to improve the quality of martial arts, and martial artists, practicing their muscles and veins, is the same, in short, everything on the path of cultivation is inseparable from the human body.

Now, it has been half a year since Feng Hao came to this waterfall, and it took him a month to gain a firm foothold under this waterfall.

With the punch of this waterfall, his muscles had already reached the level of a martial artist high level a month ago, and now, he was improving the quality of Wu Yuan!

As long as the quality is improved, he will be a high-level martial artist!

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the glint in his eyes flashed.

"It's not close. ”

After feeling the dynamics of Wu Yuan in his body, Feng Hao could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

Originally, he thought it was a matter of course, but he had been stuck with him for a month, and now he knew the hardships of the Dao and the path of cultivation.

"Huh!"

Got up, as soon as his toes touched the stubborn stone under his feet, his body jumped high, carrying countless Lang flowers, and landed on the grass more than thirty meters away.

"Go fix it today!"

On the days when there was no Yan Qing, Feng Hao realized that this martial artist-level demonic beast was not so weak and couldn't help the wind, but Yan Qing's thunder attribute was too rebellious.

And what Feng Hao thinks about is the overlord of a canyon thousands of meters away, a mid-level martial artist violent bear, Feng Hao has been there countless times, every time he is defeated, fortunately, the speed exceeds that of the violent bear, so that he can escape again and again, if he were a different person, he would have died under the bear paws of the violent bear.

"Only by fighting with opponents who are stronger than yourself can you quickly improve the quality of Wu Yuan!"

This was taught to him by Elder Burn, and Feng Hao also had to find a demonic beast with a higher rank than himself, otherwise, even if he ate its meat, it would not increase his heat energy.

The martial arts beginner level of the demonic beast, Feng Hao was able to settle it easily three months ago, but in the face of the martial artist intermediate level, the level of the demonic beast is a level worse, he is not an opponent, once, he tried to catch the palm of the violent bear, but the result was a fracture, if it were not for the divine pesticide codei, he would have died under the bear's paw.

"Purr!"

Far away, there was a loud snoring sound of the violent bear in his ears, and Feng Hao bent down, picked up a small stone on the ground, and threw it towards the place where the snoring sounded from.

"Roar!"

In an instant, an angry roar rang out, causing the surrounding demonic beasts to flee from the place far away.

"Stupid big one, what's it called?!"

Feng Hao jumped up to the treetop of a tree beside him, and made a provocative voice.

Hearing the prestige, as soon as the violent bear saw that it was Feng Hao, his eyes immediately turned red.

This annoying jumper, every time it comes to disturb his sleep, it is really unforgivable, at that moment, it roared, three steps and two steps, and rushed towards Feng Haoluo.

Along the way, all the trees were photographed by it, and the sawdust was splashed, and the grass and trees were flying, which was majestic.

"Huh!"

Approaching, the bear stomped its feet on the ground fiercely, its huge mountain-like body leaping up, its face hideous, and it raised its basin-sized slap and slapped it down at Feng Hao.

Feng Hao, who had already suffered a loss, naturally would not resist him, and as soon as his toes touched, his body floated away and landed on the treetops ten meters away.

"Bang tom!"

He left, and the tree he stood on was a disaster for him, and under the slap of the violent bear, the whole tree was directly slapped into sawdust and scattered.

Then, dozens of trees made substitutes for him, and the violent bear roared again and again, and its roar spread for dozens of miles, and the demonic beasts inside were panicked.

It wasn't until an hour or so that the Storm Bear was almost consumed and refused to pursue anymore that Feng Hao settled down, and as soon as he reached the treetops, he floated up, raised his fist and smashed it towards the back of the Storm Bear.

Greeted by a slap the size of the basin of the violent bear, a somersault, he fell behind the violent bear, Wu Yuan agitated, and the triple gravity exploded instantly, but at this time, a trace of cunning flashed in the eyes of the violent bear, its body did not turn, but one arm was weirdly sideways, and the huge slap slapped directly on the chest of Feng Hao, who was too close.

"Poof!"

Affected by this huge force, Feng Hao's body was directly shot out of the air like duckweed, and in mid-air, he opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, knocked down four trees, and hit a rock, before stopping, and suddenly, he opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood mist, so it was not miserable.

Without hesitation, Feng Hao directly mobilized the medicinal properties of the Void Pill in the Divine Pesticide Codex in his body, and only then did he regain his ability to move, he retreated far away, and the rock he was leaning on became a victim under the bear's paw.

"This guy is getting more and more cunning!"

Rubbing his aching chest, Feng Hao couldn't help but let out a little surprised.

"Breakthrough?"

When the medicinal properties repaired all the wounds this time and transported Wu Yuan again, Feng Hao was stunned to find that what he had not done for months was directly such a dramatic breakthrough under this bear's paw!