Even if the physical cultivation breaks through the foundation, it can't be volleyed, unless the strength breaks through the limit of the gravity of heaven and earth, then the physical body can stand in the void without mana, that realm can be regarded as a small realm for the immortal golden body, and to reach that realm, Seinfeld doesn't know how long he will have to practice.

Before he landed in the air, Yang Xuan's body flashed, changed directions, and instantly came to Seinfeld's back, and then smashed into Seinfeld's spine with a heavy punch.

Seinfeld's brows furrowed slightly, from the codex of physical training that he exchanged, Seinfeld knew that the body of a person who practiced physical fitness was very important, especially in the early stage of physical training, if the vertebrae were damaged, he would directly become a wasted person.

This kid is vicious enough.

Seinfeld hurriedly flipped in the air, facing Yang Xuan head-on again, protecting his whole body with his limbs.

"Do you want to abolish my cultivation?" Seinfeld's gaze turned cold, and he said coldly to Yang Xuan, a young man in white.

"Oh, did you perceive my intentions?" Yang Xuan's words were very relaxed, as if abolishing Seinfeld was a very ordinary thing, without the slightest burden in his heart.

Seinfeld already had a clear understanding of his own strength, and the strength of his physical body exceeded his expectations, and it was stronger than he imagined, but because he had too few means, he couldn't exert his strength in battle at all.

In particular, he lacks the means to fly, and he can't attack the monks in the air no matter what, and it seems that with his current physical cultivation, he can't fight with his physical body alone.

Still, that's enough.

Yang Xuan's face tightened with murderous intent, and he suddenly smiled, his smile was a little hideous, completely losing his original handsome demeanor, and said coldly: "The game is over." ”

Yang Xuan clasped his hands to his chest, and the mana quickly condensed and solidified in his chest, and the gray mana formed a spherical cloud, and Seinfeld could feel that the small cloud formed by the way of the earth was probably as heavy as a small mountain.

Seinfeld also smiled, smiling very gently, and nodded at Yang Xuan not far away, "Yes, it's time for the game to end." Seinfeld's body, which was originally flying upside down, suddenly stepped on the void, and Yang Xuan, who saw it in the distance, couldn't help but be stunned, "You, how can you fly?"

For Yang Xuan, Seinfeld didn't pay attention to him at all, and his series of words and deeds were as ridiculous as a child's play.

Because the gap between the two is too big, except for Seinfeld who wants to test his ** strength, the others, with Seinfeld's arrogance, will not talk nonsense with this fool who looks down on people at all.

Standing in the air, Seinfeld smiled gently at Yang Xuan, not because he was really kind to him, but because Seinfeld had a good cultivation.

Then his right hand reached out and pinched the void.

Yang Xuan suddenly found that behind him, he was suddenly condensed into a huge orange flame palm, grabbing towards the void of his weak body.

"You, unexpectedly, are not physical. At this moment, Yang Xuan finally felt the unfathomable mana like the sea from the mana emitted by Seinfeld, and his original expression of contempt and disdain was suddenly replaced by a look of astonishment.

"No, don't. If he didn't get a piece of jade slip, Yang Xuan remembered the mocking expressions of those senior brothers, and suddenly felt ashamed, "I am a disciple of Yuehua Sect, you are not allowed to be rude to me." ”

It's a pity that Seinfeld was indifferent to his words, still maintaining a faint kind smile, and the palm of the orange flame suddenly clenched.

"No!" Yang Xuan suddenly disappeared without a trace in an unwilling roar, leaving only the white jade slip left in the void.

Seinfeld made a move, and the white jade slip flew into his palm, and then, the jade slip fused again, and the original jade slip became the word "three".

The strength of the physical body can be improved to the same level as in the early stage of foundation building, Seinfeld is still very happy, this simple increase, although the improved strength is limited, but it still improves his combat effectiveness. It also improves the degree of resistance to being hurt, at least, a monk who cultivates to be similar to himself, after breaking through his mana defense, hits his body, and his body will not be as easily injured as before.

Landing back on the small lawn he had just mined, Seinfeld once again exchanged for a golden earth elixir worth fifty points and began to temper his body again.

The effect of the first two hours surprised Seinfeld, who was even a little obsessed with the feeling of rapid increase in strength. Taking advantage of the fact that there are still more points at this moment, I plan to cultivate again.

On the Yuehua platform, the competition of the physical realm has begun. In the middle of dozens of rings, there was a referee presiding over the game on the side of each ring, and in the middle of the ring, the monks of the flesh realm fought inextricably.

Swords and swords, fists and legs, throwing away nothing else, this kind of fighting scene can make people feel more enthusiastic than the monks competing for mana.

If there is an injury and admits defeat, the referee on the side will immediately stop the game, and then take the injured person away from the ring and take healing pills to help him recover quickly.

The entire Yuehuatai was still full of people, and the sound of conversation was very loud. The monks who come to Yuehuatai, unless they are here to participate in the physical realm competition, there are very few monks in the physical body, and these proud monks naturally don't pay too much attention to the physical fights, so most of them spend their time and efforts on other things they like.

For example, some monks are practicing in a fake sleep, some are talking on the sidelines, and some gang giants are pulling relationships with each other.

A small moon platform constitutes a colorful small world.

Under the leadership of Qin Shihu, the big goat and the others entered the station to cultivate silently, Qin Shihu said very simply, this station was snatched by the helper.

As soon as this sentence came out, no one dared to waste time in Yuehuatai casually, and before it was their turn to compete, they stayed in the station to practice.

At this moment, everyone also felt the benefits of Station 109, which was seven times richer than Lian Yunfeng's aura, allowing everyone to enjoy this kind of cultivation that was faster than usual, and after cultivating for a while, everyone really felt that if they wasted this rare cultivation station, they were really sorry for their own helper's hard work.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect and the Jincheng Sect got ready, and rushed to the No. 11 ring within half a burnt incense. Just when everyone was cultivating, a loud voice spread throughout the entire Yuehua Platform, and when everyone heard this announcement, their eyes, which were originally slightly squinted, opened one after another.

This kind of signal would come every once in a while, and everyone had already begun to pay attention to it when they were cultivating.

The big goat jumped up even more excitedly, and laughed loudly: "The gang leader let us win the championship, let's go, let's beat people." ”

Wang Shishi, Qin Shaofeng and a few others also stood up one after another, and set their eyes in the direction of the middle ring, with a look of war on their faces.

Qin Shihu said lightly: "Let's go." Immediately, he found that Yun Yi, Zhang Xiong and the others also stood up, Qin Shihu looked at a few people, and said with some hesitation: "It's not your turn yet, so let's cultivate for the time being." ”

Zhang Xiong said loudly: "Second master, you let a few of them beat people, we feel itchy when we think of that scene, where do we still have the heart to cultivate." ”

Qin Shihu glanced at the others again, Yun Yi, Liu Qingqing, and including his daughter Qin Xiaoru, who had not talked much, all looked like they were about to move, and after only hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, let's all come together." ”

Out of the station, the aura outside is really much thinner than the inside of the station, it seems that the effect of this spirit gathering array is really very good, it is really worthy of the handiwork of Yuehua Sect, each one is full of atmosphere.

When the group left the station, they ran quickly, the Yuehua platform was very large, if you walked alone, even if it was two pillars of incense, it would not be able to catch up with the No. 11 ring of the trial.

At the same time, they were joined by a group of three men and two women, one of whom was an old man, a middle-aged woman, two young men, and a young woman. In front of these people was a middle-aged monk who had built a foundation.

These people should be the team of the Jincheng faction.

When the middle-aged monk on the other side saw so many people on Qin Shihu's side, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded at Qin Shihu, and began to arrange the candidates.

The other party was a young man, dressed in a pale yellow power suit and holding a long sword.

"Bi Song, you go. Qin Shihu said lightly.

Bi Song nodded expressionlessly, and at the same time drew the stainless steel long sword behind his back and jumped into the ring.

The whole ring is the size of a football field, and the two of them stand in the ring, which looks very empty.

After the two of them came to the stage, the talismans at the four corners of the ring suddenly lit up, and a layer of invisible energy began to form around the ring to prevent the power in the ring from leaking.

A referee of the Jindan realm slowly flew up, his body floated in the air, and a faint voice spread throughout the ring: "The Jincheng faction and the Qingtian Sword faction ring match begins, the winning team advances, the losing team is eliminated, the first game, Bi Song vs. Zhao Tie." ”

Zhao Tie comprehended the way of water, as soon as he made a move, a blue light appeared, and layers of blue light curtains surrounded him, standing in the middle of the field at the moment, carefully staring at Bi Song's actions.

Bi Song looked at the other party expressionlessly, a cyan halo flickered on his long sword, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Immediately, the two began to run, approaching each other as quickly as possible.

Then, the azure glow collided with the turquoise luster.

Liu Qingqing shook her head on the side and said: "Bi Song, this kid, why can't he laugh, he looks so good-looking, he smiles a lot, I don't know how many girls and children will be infatuated." Zhang Xiong smiled bitterly: "The helper once said, let Bi Song not look paralyzed, smile more." This is the only thing I can't figure out when I see the helper, you think about it, even the helper can't change him, let's anyway, forget it. "Facial paralysis!" Everyone learned a new word from Seinfeld, but after tasting it carefully, this word is very suitable for Bi Song's child.