The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2212: Two people collapsed
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"Okay, I am waiting for the day when you become emperor. Hahaha!" Wang Meng laughed heartily.
The two drank until dawn.
Wang Meng was drunk and fell asleep on the ground.
The Devil Emperor and Zi Yan knew that Wang Meng was reluctant to leave, so they took this opportunity to pack up, leave the millet grains, and head straight for the Demon Race.
When the Devil Emperor and Zi Yan left, Wang Meng opened his eyes, turned over and sat up with a sad expression.
Wang Meng hasn't been alone in a long time. Wang Meng thought of Xian'er, of iron cock, of all his relatives and friends, past and present.
"Fortunately, you girl is with me..." Wang Meng looked inside. Looking at the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal deep in the middle of his eyebrows, he said, Xiao Wanzi is retreating there.
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Wang Meng stayed in Jiu Shenshan, and cultivated assiduously in the space of millet grains, and the natural techniques kept running.
With previous life experience, Wang Meng's cultivation speed has long reached a terrifying level.
Now that the spirit sea in the millet grains has disappeared, Wang Meng managed the millet grains to find a place with the most majestic aura in the depths of the Nine Gods Mountain.
The millet grains are hidden deep underground, and Wang Meng sits cross-legged inside the millet grains and squeezes the special mysterious seal with his hands.
Natural exercises work like crazy...
Buzz!
Thousands of miles of natural forces swept around, auras rioted, and all the auras between heaven and earth were mobilized by Wang Meng.
After half a month, the grass and trees in the land of a thousand miles hardly withered, and the spiritual energy is scarce. This is still Wang Meng's reservations, he is ready to take a shot and change places, not wanting to pluck a sheep.
One month later, I bought the deepest part in the deep mountains, and the yellow earth aura wandered like a dragon from the depths of the earth veins, converging to the location of the millet grains.
The yellow gas, that is the natural force in the earth, is being deprived of by Wang Meng, resulting in barrenness.
The green aura of the surrounding plants, the aura of crape myrtle, and the gray Xu Hong's chaotic aura, all rioted!
The aura of heaven and earth gathered and was swallowed by the king fiercely, and the color of the dark earth became withered and yellow. The vitality of vegetation is weakened.
A strange phenomenon appeared on the Jiu Shen Mountain, where the forests began to wither and lose their vitality.
Roar~
Roar~
Somewhere in the mountains, where the aura is luxuriant, the trees are towering to the sky, and the preparation is luxuriant, here are a lot of monsters.
It's just that at midnight that day, there was a sudden spiritual riot around him, and the vegetation quickly withered.
Frightened these monsters roared wildly and fled.
Mountain riots. The roar of the beast shook the sky.
Wang Meng was careful not to be discovered by others, at least not when he swallowed him.
During this period, there were also powerful monsters looking for the source of mutation, but because of the concealment of the millet grains, they returned without success. Facing the frenzied devouring power, the high-level beasts dared not approach.
This saves Wang Meng a lot of trouble.
Wang Meng's cultivation base has grown rapidly.
Wang Meng's list is very heavy. Xian'er waits for him again, the iron **** waits for him again, and the enemy is also waiting for him. Wang Meng practiced endlessly. Unwilling to be a little slack. Wang Meng concentrates on repairing the wounded soul
Every day, Wang Meng spent his painful soul repairing.
Soul recovery is too difficult. Unknowingly, three full years have passed before Wang Meng's soul has finally recovered, and his spiritual power has finally returned to its original level.
When Wang Meng was strange, his cultivation base energy seemed to be swallowed by his spiritual power, and his cultivation base plummeted.
Wang Meng's cultivation was in the early stage of the third rank, and his mental power was also in balance.
In three years, the soul was re-trained, and it was promoted to the third rank of Taoist soul in three years.
If this news is released, no one will believe it. Because this speed is too terrifying, the soul is damaged, and some people cannot recover for a lifetime.
But this is the truth, it really happened to Wang Meng.
Only Wang Meng himself understands why.
If you advance through natural exercises, plus experience, the path of cultivation will go again and it will be very smooth. These are the reasons
Of course, there is another important reason. Fengtian's Phoenix Blood Pill, this thing not only made Wang Meng's mental strength tempered in the heat, but also played a miraculous effect in the subsequent cultivation.
"Call..."
With a light breath, Wang Meng withdrew from the high-speed practice that has remained unchanged for three years.
At this time, Wang Meng was eager to try his recovery ability.
Wang Meng walked out of the space of the millet grains, and immediately felt the spiritual energy on the Jiu Shen Mountain, the air was fresh and refreshing.
Wang Meng has not been out for three years, and he is very strange to everything in front of him.
I didn't pay much attention to it, Wang Meng came to an open space, his palms stretched out, and the surrounding natural forces slowly gathered, and for a moment, Kung Fu Wang Meng's palm showed bright colors.
Boom!
Wang Meng slapped the ground with a palm, and the ground trembled violently. Within hundreds of miles, the leaves and natural forces in the earth were all deprived by Wang Meng. In an instant, everything withered within a hundred miles.
Natural forces condensed in front of Wang Meng's palm and turned into a huge shining shadow.
When it condensed to the size of a hill, Wang slammed his fist and flew out, clicked and licked, the space where the fist shadow passed, the space was instantly shattered, the trees burst into nothingness, and the bright fist shadow was hundreds of miles away. Lost power to land on the ground, boom!
There was a loud noise, the grass and trees flying across the ground, the dust was flying, and a huge 500-meter deep pit was smashed.
"Call..."
Such a terrifying attack, Wang Meng couldn't help himself to take a breath.
"The same third-rank strength, but I seem to be much stronger than before. There is still a trace of Dao rhyme in it? The great way is natural? Ha ha, I unexpectedly realized it in the path of re-cultivation. Some big roads, a blessing in disguise?" Wang Meng murmured, very surprised.
The foundation is especially important in the course of practice. If the foundation can be strengthened, the later practice will be much smoother. Get twice the result with half the effort. Even if you play against people, you are the strongest at the same level, because you have a good foundation.
Wang Meng's current third-rank strength, the purity of his body's aura is not much better than that of some fourth-ranks.
Wang Meng, who was so powerful, grinned, and was about to return to the millet grains. An angry old roar suddenly came out of the forest.
"Whohhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Who is this? I do not scream when I fart? I broke down to death!"
Uh!
Wang Meng raised his head and looked into the distance, looking away from his body, looking a hundred miles away, the ordinary powerhouse is not at this level.
Wang Meng was able to see clearly with the help of natural techniques.
A gray old man in a black robe crawled out of the big hole.
The old man is in ragged clothes and pitch-dark, staggering, with a red walking stick in his hand.
The aura in his body fluctuates very strongly, and he feels a little bit away from Baili Wang Meng, at the fifth stage realm. But very strong.
The old man cursed, turned around and pulled out a young girl with ponytails from the pit. The young girl was dressed in a black dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was very delicate and delicate.
Wang Meng was dumbfounded, and two people broke out...