Supreme Demon

C_t; "Too one really water, it can be used like this!"

Ling Feng grinned, said: "Baptism and transformation, like a new life, haha..."

His face was radiant, and he laughed wildly. In the delicious nose, a thick stain was poured out, and he was stunned, and the laughter came to an end. (ad)

"Cough... It’s too stinky, wash it first."

Ling Feng carried five hundred pounds of rock and stone and ran down the barren hill. There was a small river and the river was crystal clear.

"哗啦"

He plunged into the river at one end, the river was very shallow, only drowned into his chest, the clear waters of the jade, you can see a fish, happily wandering.

Ling Fengdi solved the stones on his body and threw them on the shore. Then, he cleaned the greasy impurities on his body.

Until then, the smell was exhausted, and Ling Feng climbed to the shore.

At this moment, his hair was wet and scattered on his shoulders, dark and inky, his face was tender and delicate, with a bronze-like brilliance, flashing past, eyes and eyes, such as the stars in the night sky.

The original skinny body has also become full, chest and abdomen, muscles such as iron blocks, and a beautiful arc.

Undoubtedly, he has undergone a baptism, such as reborn, and the temperament has undergone great changes.

"Hey, ether is a real baptism of flesh and blood, afraid that it is unprecedented?"

Ling Feng is very happy, the original is too true water, you can also baptize yourself.

Obviously, in the "Tiandi Qibao", the record of Taiyi Zhenshui is not comprehensive and detailed.

"I don't know, my blood and blood limit at the moment, where?"

Lingfeng stood up and broke more than a dozen canes. He carefully selected five large mountains and stones, each of which was three feet high. One could barely hold it. [Look at the latest chapter of the book, please go to the Marshmallow novel website www.mianhuatang.cc]

And each piece of rock has at least two hundred kilograms, so five pieces are heavy.

He tied the five stones together, and then tied them to his body. For a moment, the whole person sank and both feet fell into the mud on the river.

"咚" "咚"...

He stepped forward step by step, his face turned red, and this kilogram was indeed a lot heavier than the five hundred pounds of rock.

Yes, for him, it is still not the limit.

"run"

He sighed softly, his legs ran away, and he ran forward, his feet fell on the ground, causing the grass to sink, and even some small rocks broke his readings.

He walked along the barren hills and even ran for three laps before he stopped. Both of them were brave in the light. This feeling is so wonderful, and the weight is one kilogram, and it is still easy.

"Not enough, still not reaching the limit!"

Ling Feng smiled and he was shocked.

Immediately, he broke several rattans and tied three big stones to his body. The two feet sank a lot, and the surrounding soil cracked.

Carrying a weight of 1,600 pounds!

"Cry, shout..." " , ..."

Ling Feng both hands are red, but there is no sign of broken skin.

He first walked slowly to adapt to this load. In a short time, he started jogging, walking like a fly, and then...

"call out"

He was like a wind, flew out, his feet fell on the grass, and the whole barren hills seemed to be trembled.

"One thousand six hundred pounds, still not the limit!"

Ling Feng's small face is excited, that is too true water baptism, beyond imagination, so that his flesh and blood are like gold and iron smelting, the mountains and stones are not broken, the rattan are not bleeding marks.

"Two thousand five hundred pounds!"

The wind is low and the weight is more than a dozen large stones. The whole person seems to be buried alive. The muscles are tight, and the meridians are bulging out, such as lychee.

"Boom"

He stepped out, his ankles were in the mud, flesh and blood, and the delicate face was also red.

However, the eyes are extremely excited, this is his flesh and blood limit.

Two thousand five hundred kilograms, it is astounding to think about it, even if he was at this age, he could not do this step.

"Cry, shout..."

He walked along the barren hills, the whole person was soaked, and the worn robe was broken, but the body only left a trace of blood.

"The flesh and blood are crystal clear, the bones are refined, and now it is the beginning of the treasure!"

Ling Feng snorted and his eyes sparkled with bright light.

Daddy, he clenched his fists together and slammed forward, slamming against a large stone.

It was a granite, about three inches thick, hollow in the soil, extremely hard, but... "", in a flash, the rock was torn apart, even the soil was broken by the powerful force. , 簌簌 fall.

Ling Feng just grinned and cracked a blood mark on his fist.

That's it!

The treasure is ready!

The refining body is divided into several levels: flesh and blood limit, flesh beginning, treasure, spirit, sacred body, and divine body. Each level is divided into three levels: bronze, silver and gold.

Undoubtedly, this is a very difficult road, and the road of the warriors is a hundred times harder.

Every level of promotion has to undergo a baptism and refinement of one's own body, but even so, it may not be successful.

However, now Ling Feng has stepped into the bronze treasure because of the baptism of Taiyi Zhenshui, and directly crossed the body.

At this moment, every inch of his flesh and blood is like bronze, emitting bronze light, which is very similar to Jinguang.

The fist can be smashed with gold and iron, and the feet can be broken!

This is the treasure!

"Ao Yue, Yu Feng, light is a bronze treasure, I can kill them all!"

Ling Feng's gaze is like a front, it is particularly compelling, and a strong self-confidence is coming out.

At dusk, a touch of sun, reddish the clouds of the sky.

Ling Feng broke a branch, sharpened the tip of the branch with a rock, and then plunged into the river.

"puff"

He was calm and the branches became a rapid wave of water, piercing a small fish at once.

Followed by him, he did the same, and pierced six small fish one after another, all thrown on the shore.

"Hey, I can have a good meal tonight."

He climbed to the shore and tied six small fish to his waist, grinning and walking toward the thatched house in the barren hill.

The autumn wind was cold, and the grass was shivering, and some grass fell from the roof.

"Sister, haven't you come back yet?"

Ling Feng smashed his eyebrows.

Nowadays, it is already in the evening, and it should be back soon after the weekdays.

"Little wind..." A weak, hoarse voice came from the thatched cottage.

"sister!"

Ling Feng was shocked and ran into the thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage is silent, Ling Qing lies on the bamboo bed, his lips are chapped, his eyes are dull, his face is white, his blood is retreating.

The appearance of a sick scorpion, which makes the spirit of Ling Ling like a knife, and the eyelids are red at once.

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