Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 277: Bone Cultivation

Jiuxiantu is a sacred paradise, very quiet on weekdays. "Recommend Baidu/Chess-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading" However, in the last few days, it has been vibrating endlessly, causing the enlightened **** lotus to pouted and very dissatisfied.

Because Lingxian began a very demanding practice.

Move the mountain.

Do not use half of the mana, move the mountain with pure physical power.

The purpose is to beat the flesh and temper the bones and muscles. Although with his understanding of power and the reincarnation after breaking through the pill formation period, the power of the physical body is already very powerful.

However, it is still a bit reluctant to practice the strongest Pingluan Dingxianquan. Therefore, he must work hard and practice hard.

And when his body is tempered to a certain degree, he can practice this method to the realm of Xiaocheng, reappearing the supreme power of this method!

At this moment, Ling Xian was walking on the back mountain, cultivating hard.

Although his complexion is flushed and his legs sink into the ground like lead, his eyes are extremely firm and full of determination to fail to achieve his goals.

"Boom..."

The space shakes, the earth shakes and the mountains shake.

Ling Xian walked down the mountain, every step was very difficult, leaving a deep footprint on the ground. But every step he took was so firm and so steady.

"Hold on, I can definitely!"

Ling Xian was sweating profusely, and was trembling all over by the pressure of the hundred-meter-high peak. It was a little unbearable for him to bear the tremendous force. However, in order to strengthen his muscles and hone his body, he had to grit his teeth and work hard to support it.

Three days have passed, and he is always in Niyue, practicing hard. Although the whole body was in pain, the gains were amazing. At the very least, he could walk forward with his back on his back, not as strenuous as before.

You know, that is a peak of hundreds of feet, with a force of ten thousand catties. Not to mention ordinary people walking forward with their backs on their backs, even at the moment of resistance, they might be crushed to pieces.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian can walk against Yue, which is already a difficult task. However, if you want to reach the point of using Pingchao Dingxianquan, you still need to work hard.

"Huh...in three days, I can barely make it to the mountain, I have to work harder." Ling Xian put down the Baizhang mountain on his back and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, without stopping, he immediately flew to another mountain a hundred meters away, and clasped his hands on the mountain wall.

"Get me up!"

Ling Xian gritted his teeth and used all the strength of his body, intending to shake the peak of hundreds of meters in front of him with only the strength of his physical body.

His arms are like iron hoops, erupting with terrifying power. After a stalemate for a few breaths, the mountain finally rises from the ground and falls on his back.

After that, he started a new round of Negative Action.

In this way, Ling Xian gritted his teeth and practiced hard. Whenever he moved a mountain beyond Baizhang, he would return to move another mountain.

Time just goes by bit by bit.

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Seven days later, there is a majestic and majestic mountain top.

Refining the sky with a smile on his face, looking at Ling Xian, who is practicing deep-rooted cultivation at the bottom of the mountain, said: "What do you think of me as a disciple who is refining the formation? Fan big business."

"Ling Xian is really good, impeccable in every aspect."

Feng Qingming sighed lightly, glanced at Danxian faintly, and said: "The only thing that is inadequate is to worship a broken master, and know what is the use of refining those fake medicines every day?"

"Fake medicine?"

Lian Cangqiong's eyes widened, but immediately afterwards, his face was playful. If it were to change to the past, he would definitely argue with Zhenxian for three days and three nights.

But right now, he didn't intend to make a noise, but slowly said a word, and instantly killed Feng Qingming in an instant.

"I won't quarrel with you, you are jealous."

The voice fell, Feng Qingming stagnated, and said angrily: "I'm jealous? It's really interesting, I am the first person in the dignified formation, will you be jealous of you who sell fake drugs?"

"Cut, what can the first person in the Eternal Array Dao do?" Lian Cang Qiong curled his lips, looked at Feng Qingming with a smile, and said one more sentence to kill him in seconds.

"I have a good disciple."

Hello, uncle!

Feng Qingming blew his beard and stared, and said: "I am the first person in the dignified eternal formation, and you? Although the achievements are okay, it is a pity that I always missed the Danzu and only deserved to be the alchemy. The second person!"

The second person of the alchemy has always been the biggest pain in Lianqiang's heart. If Jinxian dared to say this instead of normal times, then he would have rolled up his sleeves and had a big fight with Feng Qingming.

But at the moment, Danxian is not only not angry, but smiled and said: "I have a good disciple."

I do it!

Feng Qingming darkened his face, suppressing the anger in his heart, while flaunting his brilliant record, while hoping to suppress Danxian.

"I have created countless formations in my life, whether it is attack, defense, or support, they are extremely powerful. And you? The second in ten thousand years, you can never surpass Danzu in your life!"

After hearing this, Lianqiang was still not angry, still smiling like that, and it was still the words that made Feng Qingming thunderous.

"I have a good disciple."

I'll go to your uncle!

Is this over yet?

Feng Qingming was full of black lines, violent with anger, but helpless.

As Lian Cangqiong said, he did accept a good disciple, a good disciple who is even a bit jealous of the immortals.

"You who make fake medicine, can you not mention Lingxian? Have the courage to compare with me!" Zhenxian blew his beard and stared at the sky, before he could roll his sleeves.

"Hey, I have no guts."

Lian Cangqiang winked his eyebrows, hehe smiled and said: "How to drop, the old man has a good disciple."

I'll go!

Can we not talk about Lingxian?

Feng Qingming wanted to cry without tears, but there was nothing he could do. No matter how capable he was, the sentence of refining the sky was enough to kill him in seconds.

"Haha, demo, fight with me!"

Seeing that Feng Qingming had nothing to say, Danxian laughed, and deeply felt that the wisest decision he made in his life was to see Lingxian in the crowd.

"Hmph, isn't it just because of my luck that I accepted a good disciple, what's so great?" Feng Qingming snorted coldly, and said, "Even if Ling Xian recognizes you as a teacher, that's what people have. The ability to achieve today’s achievements has nothing to do with you."

"Hey, it's okay, it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter."

Dan Xian was not angry, and said with a smile: "Anyway, Ling Xian is my disciple, and he only recognizes me as a teacher."

Listening to Lian Cangqiang mentioning this matter, Feng Qing Ming became angry and furious, and said: "You are a counterfeit medicine practitioner. I am really angry. I have to teach you a good meal today!"

Speaking, he directly urged the simplified version of the Prisoner Immortal Formation, intending to trap Lian Cangqi first, and then beat him with a bruised nose and swollen face.

However, just when he wanted to urge this supreme **** array, Jimo Ruxue suddenly spoke, making him and Danxian both laugh.

"Stop it to me, you two have lived for tens of thousands of years. Why are you still like children?"

Hearing this, Zhenxian and Danxian obediently withdrew their momentum, with embarrassing smiles on their faces.

"Okay, look at Ling Xian." Jimo Ruxue glanced at the two faintly, and then moved his gaze to the thin figure of Negative Yue below.

Hearing this, Zhenxian and Danxian also moved their gazes, and immediately, their faces showed shock.

I saw there, Ling Xian's whole body began to glow, like a round of eternal scorching sun, dazzling and dazzling!

"Ten days of practice, today is finally small!"

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and his right hand squeezed a fist mark, which was lightly stamped on the peak of Baizhang Mountain that he was carrying.

He didn't use half of his mana, but this fluttering punch ~IndoMTL.com~ was like a supreme shot, breaking the entire mountain in an instant!

"Boom!"

The mountains crumbled and the rocks flew away!

In the sky full of stone chips, Lingxian is like a round of eternal scorching sun, emitting an extremely dazzling light. And the most eye-catching place is undoubtedly the right hand that he just smashed the mountain with a punch.

Obviously, the reason why he was able to smash a peak of a hundred meters high with the power of his physical body only relied on that fist mark. So what kind of fist mark, can make him blast out with one punch, and it has the power to shock the world?

The answer is ready.

It's the Megatron Dingxianquan!

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I'm finally here~~ I hope you all support me.

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