"Now, you should know to give up, right?"

The old man touched his beard, and only sighed that he had given up quickly just now, if not, his arm would have to be scrapped.

Really little leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

Flipping open his storage bag, he grabbed a wound pill and swallowed it in his belly. Then he sat down cross-legged and fell into a state of mind once again.

Although the first attempt failed.

It failed completely.

However, in the few breaths just now, she has gained a lot!

After all, theory is still very different from practice, and no matter how much meditation you have, it is better to try it once.

Only by trying, can we know the variables.

Only by analyzing variables can it be called control.

Another hour passed, and the damage caused by the invasion of foreign fire in the body had been repaired under the power of medicine, and some things that had not been thought out clearly gradually sketched a vague outline in the real little mind.

Again!

It's still that unstepped fire, so small that it draws a trace from the fire and decisively incorporates it into the body.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths......

This time, she actually insisted on ten breaths before she forced the fire out of her fingertips with her cheeks flushed!

"Progress, soon!"

Ding San's eyes suddenly protruded, and he was deeply shocked by Zhen Xiaoxiao's ruthlessness towards himself.

He is really a child who is not afraid of hardship.

However, with patience alone, it is still impossible to learn the Supreme Yan Ding Technique!

"The eighth meaning of the Spirit Slashing Technique, it's so difficult!"

At this time, Shen Tu, who was sitting in the stele forest, was majestic, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

He has been in the firm for a long time, but he is still a long way from the stone tablet's requirements for himself.

Standing up, he grabbed his True Yuan Gun and shot it into the air, trying to find inspiration for a breakthrough from the continuous drills.

Take the wound medicine.

Really little to meditate again.

It was as if she had been burned at the stake again and again, and she had scarred herself, but she had never hesitated to take in the fire.

"If you are in the Temple of the God of War, the elders will use more methods to make you experience the method of entering the body without being injured."

Lian Zimiao sighed in his heart.

After all, this is really small, the path you have chosen.

Time passed, day after day.

Now there are ten beast spirit cultivators, only the last two, the East Hall and the Spirit Gate, there is a vacancy.

And there are still three places left for Dongdan pharmacists.

There was no longer the lively grand occasion when Yangyan, Yiqiu, and Yaoshi were born together, but the entire Mangshan Theater did not lose the tense and dignified atmosphere of Dabi because the rhythm of the victor appeared slower.

Because of the desperate bet, the race for the last seat has become more intense and crazy as time goes on!

Driven by tremendous pressure, hundreds of characters who wanted to duel with the Heavenly Liens had appeared in the stele forest.

And the one who is in the second place in speed has also come to the fifth stone tablet.

Just when he felt that he was expected to catch up with Shentu Weiran, he saw Shentu Weiran, who had been wielding a gun under the monument for two days, suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, and drew a vague circle in mid-air with the head of the spear, which was good at strong attacks.

From offense to defense.

Boom Boom!

The stone monument standing in front of him is self-defeating!

With a trembling pace, Shen Tu walked majestically and steadily in front of the ninth stone stele.

"Huhuhu......"

What a small heavy gasp.

Because of the severe injuries in her body, her hair grew and lost its water color, and she was severely yellow, her small face was swollen, and her body was covered with red wounds of all sizes on the skin outside her clothes.

Like a dying person, she sat weakly with her back against the stone wall, her fingers in the storage bag, groping sluggishly.