When Zhu Lingwu cast the Thunder Palm and the swift swallow step, the heart was also beating rapidly to drive the blood flow, helping Zhu Lingwu to transport the power of qi and blood in his body to the footsteps and hand areas.

The battle of real martial arts masters is actually a matter of a few rounds, and the so-called three hundred rounds of the big battle can only be described in a novel.

Therefore, no matter how strong the martial arts master is, it is impossible to achieve a thousand horses in the face of thousands of troops, so he can only use techniques such as light skills to escape from the battlefield, otherwise he will inevitably die in the hands of the soldiers because of exhaustion.

The more high-intensity the battle, the faster the consumption of qi and blood in the body, and now in order to resist the attack of the Xuanming Ghost Head and Xuanying Ghost Claw, it is necessary to use the soul mind to drive the current to block the invasion of the ghost qi.

Zhu Lingwu already had a feeling that he had reached the limit, his current body was only an eight-year-old doll after all, even if there was a breakthrough in the Witch God Body, his heart was still a little fragile, and it was impossible for him to beat at high speed for a long time to support him in battle.

The martial arts family exercises, condensing the essence and blood in the heart, were originally also a kind of cultivation of the heart, so in the legends of many monsters, there is always a saying that digging people's hearts to eat, because the human heart is indeed the gathering place of the essence of ordinary human yuanli.

And now Zhu Lingwu's shortcomings of cultivating martial arts for too short a time have finally appeared, even if his talent is very good, it only took half a year to open up the second vein of Ren Du and realize Xiao Zhoutian's qi and blood circulation.

Even some of the meridian acupuncture points of Da Zhou Tian have been opened up twenty or thirty, this kind of cultivation speed makes Liu Ping a martial arts genius, but after all, he has only been cultivating for more than half a year, and although the essence blood has also been condensed in his heart, this heart has not been infiltrated by too much essence blood, so he can't withstand such a high-intensity and long-term battle.

Now the beating of his heart gradually slowed down, his mouth also gasped slightly, his face and even his neck turned red, which also meant that his thunder palm power was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

In this way, he was also a little deficient in fighting against those Xuanming ghost heads and Xuanming ghost claws, and the agile body technique brought by the swift swallow step under his feet gradually slowed down, which meant that he would be attacked more and could only resist with his palm, but not with his body.

And the most troublesome thing is that Zhu Lingwu is trying to block the power grid that blocks the invasion of ghost qi, and under the invasion of ghost qi, it is getting thinner and thinner, if there is no protection of the power grid, after the ghost qi invades the body, Zhu Lingwu may not be able to stop the attack of this mysterious ghost head at all.

Time passed by minute and second, and the whole room was still like an independent shijie under the effect of the spell, so that outsiders could not know what was happening inside.

Zhu Lingwu was already doing zuihou support here, but the "rumbling" thunder from Ben Thunder's palm seemed weak.

Over there, the Meng Medicine Master was hit by Zhu Lingwu's palm, and his condition also looked very strange, and under the illumination of the earthy yellow light released by the treasure between his neck, others could also see his face clearly.

On the surface, there were no scars on his head, but his expression was very strange, his eyes were blank, his face was expressionless, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was swaying in place, as if he might fall to the ground at any moment.

Zhu Lingwu knew in his heart that at that time, his palm had absolutely shattered the skull of the pharmacist Meng, and he felt the sound of the skull of the pharmacist of the malignant malignan, and the liliang contained in that palm must have shocked the pharmacist of the mharmacist's brain, but he didn't know if the damage to his brain was enough to kill him.

And the little white fox, although cursing Zhu Lingwu in his heart, also knew that at this time it must also do its best to uncover the spell on the wall, if Zhu Lingwu died, the five skulls would never let it go.

Therefore, it also sped up its own speed, and with the rapid movement of its limbs, it came to the charm along the wall, and released the spiritual power contained in its body through its tail, and with the swing of its tail, it swept towards the shimmering spell.

Under Zhu Lingwu's urging, the little white fox jumped four times in a row, and the spiritual power it released through its tail finally disrupted the frequency of the talisman absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, so the talisman suddenly dimmed, turned into an ordinary thick paper again, and slid directly down from the wall.

The slippage of this spell also seemed to be like a sign, and it also changed the original situation in this room repeatedly.

After the little white fox swept away the charm, it jumped and jumped to the corner away from the wall, and it knew that it could only do that.

In order to remove this charm from the wall, it was also tired, and the spiritual power in its body was consumed, which was not much worse than a battle.

Over there, the Mongolian Medicine Master, who was still swaying in place, suddenly had a large amount of blood beads flowing from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and then the protective light released by the treasure on his body dissipated, and he threw himself on the ground so straight.

Zhu Lingwu obviously felt that the five Xuanming Ghost Heads surrounding him also seemed to pause, but it was a pity that these five Xuanming Ghost Heads did not change as drastically as he imagined.

Instead, they stepped up their attacks on Zhu Lingwu as if they had received stimulation, and the original skull heads of the five Xuan Ming ghost heads would also be afraid of the electricity contained in Zhu Lingwu's thunder palm, and they would often take the initiative to avoid it without waiting for Zhu Lingwu's palm power to get close.

Now they began to hit Zhu Lingwu's palm recklessly, biting Zhu Lingwu's palm, and Zhu Lingwu could only withdraw his hand to dodge.

Under this situation, Zhu Lingwu's defense couldn't help but be a little chaotic, but the five Xuanming ghost leaders surrounded him, even if Zhu Lingwu wanted to escape, it was a little difficult.

"Childe, Childe, you are fine!"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu was about to be unable to support it, Liu Ping's shout came from behind the wall that had lost the forbidden spell.

Then the wooden wall, which had no charm shielding sound, suddenly became blackened, and in a few breaths, the wall seemed to be torn apart by a beast, and a hole appeared.

Then, a crimson sword light flew from the hole, directly penetrating into the ghost mist formed by the pale green ghost qi, and the scorching knife qi was like a gust of wind, which condensed the ghost qi into the ghost mist and tore open a gap.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Ping had already rushed through the hole with a knife, he was still wearing armor, obviously he slept directly in his battle robe tonight, and he was also worried about what would happen at night.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that the Mongolian pharmacist would sneak into Zhu Lingwu's room by such a means and let him be next door, but he couldn't hear the movement here at all.

Seeing the scene in Zhu Lingwu's room, Liu Ping's heart couldn't help but jump up, and the Xuanming Ghost Head and Xuanming Ghost Claw that circled and attacked around Zhu Lingwu made his eyes inevitably flash with anxiety.

Then, on the long knife in his hand, it suddenly seemed to ignite a layer of raging white flames, and under Liu Ping's raised hand and waved, another scorching knife qi slashed towards a Xuanming ghost head beside Zhu Lingwu......