Chen Yuanyuan calmly closed his eyes and breathed, watching his pool of water become more and more agitated, and the roar became louder and louder.

It's about time, Chen Yuanyuan thought to himself, suddenly, a big dragon rose from the pool, the dragon roared, the invincible form was clear at a glance, the dragon roared, churned, and danced, and along the spine of the big dragon from the sun against the sky, climbing more than once.

Breaking through the gate of heaven, life and death.

Chen Yuanyuan knew very well that there were many big acupuncture points on this foot sun bladder meridian, and he couldn't be sloppy, he didn't want to be unpracticed, but he left himself with dazzling tinnitus, soreness in his waist and knees, or something.

So he was very careful, the big dragon was not exactly rushing straight up, but climbing, staying, and protecting on many acupuncture points, but Rao was so, and the big dragon consumed was also very profitable, but it was a little higher than the last time, and it was like hitting an invisible wall, unable to advance an inch.

Stomach Yu acupoint.

It's like a film here, flexible and tight, but it can't be broken.

When Chen Yuanyuan suddenly thought that he couldn't break through the disappointed eyes of Shi Shusheng and Ye Xiong, he suddenly relented, gritted his teeth, forced a breath, and slammed into it.

There was a sound of "bang", but Chen Yuanyuan felt that he had indeed heard this sound, just like the sound of a layer of water being pierced by his fingers, and like the sound of a child puffing out his cheeks and opening his mouth.

"Ahem" Xu is Chen Yuanyuan pulled the wound with his strong breath, and before he could enjoy the happiness of the breakthrough, he felt a tearing pain in his chest again, and coughed up blood in his mouth.

Li Guotao, who was so shocked that he was on the side, threw down the dying Han Zhong, and stretched out his hand to protect the round heart of Zhenyuan.

"I'm fine. Chen Yuanyuan shook his hand, signaled, and then leaned on the pillow, closed his eyes, experienced it, and said: "Most of the power of the seven products has been lost in the process of absorption, and the real absorption is less than one-twentieth of the residual power. ”

Li Guotao thought for a while and said: "Even if Han Zhong is seriously injured and suffers several battles on the road, the skill left behind is still not to be underestimated, after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, but the young master can absorb one-twentieth of his skill with the body of the ninth grade and die without the explosion of tendons, which shows that the strength of the young master's body is different from ordinary people, and one-twentieth of the skill of a seven-rank master can only support the young master You open an acupoint, so ......."

Li Guotao didn't finish speaking, but everyone in the room knew what he wanted to say.

That is, the power that Chen Yuanyuan needs to be promoted is probably amazing.

According to this calculation, the internal force of Chen Yuanyuan when he entered the eighth rank was at least the internal force of a seventh-rank intermediate master.

Looking at it this way, the benefits and disadvantages are obvious.

The advantage is that as long as he succeeds, Chen Yuanyuan will be the best in the same level, a monster whose actual combat power exceeds that of the same level, and it is even possible to kill people who are higher than his own rank - of course, Chen Yuanyuan's nine and eight grades are different from others, and he is divided according to the acupuncture points in the secret book "Northern Underworld Dragon Formula" he took.

And not according to the division of secular combat power.

As everyone knows, there are ten enemies in ten grades, fifty enemies in nine grades, and one hundred enemies in eight grades.

But this division is undoubtedly very blunt, for example, some people specialize in swordsmanship, and they have raised this sword for a hundred years, and they are not good at group attacks, but the sword is out of the sheath with a touch of wonder, not to mention the eight-grade martial arts, even the seven-grade masters who are known as the wind and clouds are difficult to beat its edge.

In the end, I don't know who came up with the idea, and everyone was materialized with the durability of the breath and the strength of the internal force, and formed the current appearance.

But Chen Yuanyuan didn't care what Li Guotao and the others were thinking now, he just signaled to continue to pull Lin Yezi and "Listen to the Wind" together, so that he could continue to cultivate.

After all, time is really running out.

The sun goes up and goes down.

Darkness slowly engulfed the small third-class state.

Chen Yuanyuan looked down at Lin Yezi and Tianting, who had been abolished from internal force, but still had a breath left, silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the same time, he was thinking silently, and Zhou was uneasy when he had just arrived in the mansion.

Zhou is thirty-eight years old, in the prime of a man, but his hair and temples are white, light eyebrows, willow leaves and small eyes, but his skin is very dark, although he is not very good-looking, but there is no doubt that he is a very manly man.

This can be seen in his words and deeds, for example, now, he sits in a side seat, motionless, but exudes a suffocating coercion, like a napping lion.

And the sweat on the kneeling man's forehead was almost a ball.

Sitting in the middle was Zhang Wenli, the third son of the prince in his forties, sitting quietly, looking at the terrified subordinates underground, not saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's unexpected. Finally, Zhang Wenli spoke, for some reason, the spy kneeling on the ground suddenly felt relaxed, although the cruel adult was terrible, but I don't know why, the Lord Zhang in front of him is usually amiable, but the pressure just now is not weaker than the adult, if the momentum of the adult is like a flame, oppressive, dangerous, then the momentum of this Lord Zhang is like an abyss, deep, cold, so that people never know what will crawl out of the abyss to destroy themselves.

Master Zhang continued to speak, "There are still such people in this small city, who can escape from Lord Zhou's people......" Before the words were finished, Zhou Uneasy, who was sitting on the chair, stood up suddenly, bringing up a powerful coercion, like a mountain, the rough-clothed man who had always stood behind Zhang Wenli Zou frowned, and his face was a little gloomy, but who knows, the moment he stood up, Zhou Uneasy lifted his robe and knelt down on his knees.

The face of the rough-clothed man looked even more gloomy.

He has always disliked people who are so soft and kowtow at every turn.

But seeing that Zhou was uneasy and didn't have any instructions, the rough-clothed man didn't do anything, one yard to one yard, and the rough-clothed man has always separated his emotions from what he did.

I saw Zhou Buxing holding his hands on the ground, like an old lion, bowing his head and saying in a deep voice: "I am ashamed of my humble position, I am sorry for the trust of adults." After saying that, he knocked his head a few times.

Zhang Wenli returned to silence, like a stone carving.

Until the sun sank completely into the western mountains.

The little maid came in and lit a red candle with the thickness of her arm, and walked out without squinting, before Zhang Wenli opened her mouth to speak.

"Spread the news of the arrest of the peony flower house seeds, and don't go through official means. ”

"I hope you don't let me down. After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Zhou was uneasy on the ground until Zhang Wenli walked out.