Wu Dong Qian Kun Chapter 1073: Hammer spirit


Chapter 173

This is a very vast hall, looking out, but at the end, it is a kind of vagueness. The whole hall is like a chaos.

"Oh!"

At this time, somewhere in the hall, the two figures rushed out. The next moment, they suddenly staggered, their fists collided, and their fierce energy erupted like a volcano.

If you look closely, you can see that the figure looks like Lin Dong, and the strangest thing is that the two figures are exactly the same, except that one person has a vivid expression, while the other has an indifferent expression. , Dark eyes, and no slightest mood swings.

But obviously, the two look the same, but the indifferent expression of "Lin Dong" is more arrogant. The two fight fiercely, but his fist style is an instant break through Lin Dong's defense, a fierce punch. Relentlessly blasted between Lin Dong's heart, his energy was thin, and his fist was like a blade, directly penetrating the latter's heart.

Oh!

Furious power exploded from Lin Dong's body, and his entire body was torn at this time, and an extremely terrible pain broke through his body.

But although the body was torn apart cruelly, but Lin Dong did not die there, he could feel his consciousness floating, while the "Lin Dong" that had torn it in front was physically immobile.

"In Infernal Prison, the mirror image is divided into three levels of heaven and earth, and you can't even hit the weakest human-level image now ... It seems that your fine Divine Strength is really negligent. It's been a long time. "In the air, a light and shadow emerged, and Yan looked at Lin Dong's cohesive consciousness, said lightly.

Lin Dong seemed to be grinning. He grinned bitterly: "This mental image is well known for attacking me, and my strength is still strong. It's not easy to fight ..."

"Also ... this guy is too hard to handle!"

"This Infernal Prison Disk is the place where my master cultivated Divine Strength. Although you are torn here, you will not really die, but the pain will be reflected in your spirit several times. . "

"Here. As long as your spiritual body can maintain your consciousness, it will be able to continuously regenerate ..." Yan said, looking at Lin Dong's mixed consciousness, saying: "If you even This is unbearable, and the spiritual cultivation does not have to be carried out, because future cultivation will be more painful than this.

"You should also know very well that there is no such force in the world."

Lin Dong's consciousness took a deep breath and said, "This. You don't need to tell me."

"Go ahead."

Lin Dong's consciousness fluctuated. Then the light condensed, and a spirit body was solidified again. He slowly clenched his palms and immediately looked up at the mirror in front of him again, this time. There was no **** anymore, and the soles of his feet were stunned. The body is looting.

Bang!

The two figures fight fiercely again, but this time. But Lin Dong just insisted on a dozen rounds more than before. He was blasted by the mirror punch.

"Whoo."

Lin Dong's consciousness floated, and there was a violent gasping voice, and there was a kind of pain that could not be concealed.

"Come again."

Lin Dong bit his teeth, his body condensed again, and rushed out again.

Oh!

Oh!

In the hall, the low voice kept ringing. The two figures, like tireless beasts, collided together again and again, and the fierce fist broke out, and the harsh wind broke.

Lin Dong's mental body was constantly blasted indifferently by that mirror image during repeated shocks, but he did not feel the slightest consciousness because of this seemingly meaningless shock. During the tumbling, the spirit bodies continually condensed out, and then rushed out like a red-eyed murderer.

However, even the consciousness that was stimulated by the severe pain has weakened a lot of Lin movements, and did not notice that with the concentration of his spiritual body again and again, the glory on that body is also more restrained. , And the time that the mirror wanted to defeat him also extended quietly ...

Here, there is no Yuanli existence, some are just the kind of tough will like a mountain.

...

"Four hundred and thirty-five times ..."

Ian calmly looked at the spiritual body that had been condensed again and again. It could feel that Lin Dong's consciousness was quite vague at this time, but the spiritual body he had condensed was unknowingly Like the fine iron, the latter can still insist on it, but it is completely maintained by a stubbornness.

This kind of paranoid perseverance is also a touch of admiration in Deyan ’s fussy eyes. A person ’s **** can be weak, but if even his will cannot be strong, he is doomed to become Real strong.

But obviously, Lin Dong is not in this line.

Although I was sleeping in the past, I also witnessed the young boy who stepped out of the little Dayan dynasty step by step until today, and this step is not the end .

It always feels that this young man who is not yet strong today will eventually be so strong that he will be overwhelmed by it.

Oh!

Another low voice spread down below, Iwami looked away, then his eyes narrowed slightly, but the palm of the mirror, once again penetrated the heart of Lin Dong, but at the same time , Lin Dong's fist is also in this jade, blasting the mirror's head ...

The tragic end is gone.

The mirror image fluctuates, and then slowly dissipates into nothingness, and Lin's moving body also falls to the top of the sky, breaking apart at the moment of touching the ground, turning into a mass of consciousness.

......

In the temple of practice where Lei Yuanshan returned to his sight, Lin Dong's closed eyes suddenly opened, his face was astonishingly white, cold sweat continued to seep from his forehead, his palms clenched, and On the blue veins.

Although his body was not harmed in the slightest, with the recovery of the spirit, the terrible pain suddenly came again like a tide.

Lin Dong's body was shaking, forbearing the tide-like pain. After nearly half an hour, he just slackened a little.

"The eight masters of the year, they also experienced this kind of cultivation." Iwa emerged, said.

"Which rank can I rank for?" Lin Dong wiped the cold sweat and said smoothly.

"Ninth." The corner of the rock mouth moved.

"That's the last ..." Lin Dong smiled.

"Well ... when the Devouring Lord defeated the first human-level mirror, he failed a hundred times. It came in second." Rock paused, and then said, "And the first ice master , Failed ... eleven times. "

Lin Dong's body is slightly stiff, and he can't help but nodded: "Great!"

Only after playing against that mirror can you understand its arrogance, but the ice master can only succeed after a failure of eleven times. It is to defeat it. This already is not a super talent that can be described. No wonder she will be considered the person most likely to reach Fuzu's step ...

Lin Dong defeated that mirror image but failed more than 800 times. The gap between them. Enough to make him feel ashamed.

"But this doesn't mean anything. Your foundation is weaker than they were at that time. They are taught by my master ... and you ... Most of these years, you have cultivated alone. If you I can get the same guidance and practice conditions, and I think it would be much better to come to this result. "Yan Qingchan said.

"Maybe."

Lin Dong grinned, but there was no frustration in his eyes. Looking up at the huge disc in midair, the eyes were dark. But there is a fiery surge.

"But ... I'm born with a sacrum. So ... I don't want to lose to anyone!"

"Continue practicing tomorrow."

Hearing Lin Dong ’s words, Yan apparently stumbled. This practice is extremely painful. Each practice takes several days to recover, but when it sees Lin Dong ’s fiery eyes, eventually It didn't stop, but just nodded gently, and there was a touch of relief in the deep eyes.

......

For the next month, Lin Dong has almost never stepped out of this temple of cultivation. Every day, he will enter the infernal prison plate and receive the near death-like temper.

He knows that in the past his neglect of fine Divine Strength, now it takes a lot of hard work to make up for it, but fortunately, with that intense and painful cultivation, he can also gradually feel that he The fine Divine Strength in the Nimaru palace is also surging and solidifying at a very pleasant speed ...

According to this speed, it is only a matter of time to break through to the Celestial Master Mahayana ...

And in this month, Xiao Yan is still in retreat, and Lin Dong is also unable to care about the matter in Lei Yuanshan because of the refined Divine Strength, but fortunately, Chen Tong and Huo Yan rely more on them than their two brothers. With a lot of spectrum, Lei Yuanshan did not have much trouble in their management.

Although they wanted to call Lin Dong halfway through, they could only dispel this thought after feeling the amazing energy fluctuations permeating in the hall. They could perceive that Lin now It seems that the movement is also in a very critical practice, so they can only retreat in the end.

In this practice, January time is also passing quickly. Vaguely, the strong ones like Chen Tong are gradually feeling that in the temple of cultivation, it seems that there is a This kind of amazing fine Divine Strength fluctuates slowly and slowly ...

However, when the spiritual fluctuations in the training hall became more intense, the sky outside Thunder Mountain suddenly heard the sound of wind breaking, and then the two figures came out of the air. They were wearing blue robes. Above that robe, there is a pattern of blood dragon pattern, faintly, a coercion emerges quietly.

"Here comes the Blood Dragon Hall, Lei Yuanshan Demon is handsome, don't come out quickly to meet?!"

Two figures appeared outside the Leiyuan Mountain, and then looked down, the cold drinking sounded like thunder, echoing in this mountain range.

(I only noticed a small mistake at the end of the previous chapter when I wrote this chapter, but already modified it without affecting reading.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote Recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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