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The spirit energy in the wooden bath barrel circulated as a fiery air current surrounded his body. The flame on his fingertips condensed as it revolved and condensed over and over again without the slightest sign of tiredness.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but the Fireball Technique had levelled up to perfection of its third level. The Fireball Technique had levelled up to perfection of its third level, and the Firesnake Technique had leveled up to perfection of its level.
Sparks flew in all directions from the cave wall. The spiritual energy snake in his dantian had shrunk by more than half and was slowly recovering. The corner of Di Yan's mouth twitched as he fell asleep with his back against the tub.
The spirit mist crazily poured into its body, and the little loach said in shock, "Madman! What a lunatic! However, I like it! "Hey, hey!"
He woke up in a daze, drank a few mouthfuls of spirit wine, then walked out of the barrel. He waved his hands, and the golden needles, water beads, wooden rattans, fire snakes, and earth walls alternated continuously.
Everything else was fine, but the difference in the Earth Wall Technique was too great. The Fire Spirit Earth should be abundant in the Earth Wall Technique, and the Earth Wall Technique should be used repeatedly.
He hadn't eaten for a few days, so he was hungry. He filled his stomach with roasted meat and drank a few mouthfuls of spirit wine. All of a sudden, he felt uplifted.
He changed the Body Refinement Liquid and dripped five drops of dragon's blood to drink three mouthfuls of the medicine. He held the low grade spirit stone in his hand and slowly meditated in the barrel.
The pale yellow ridge disappeared one after another, and the range of the ridge increased, and the color of the ridge increased gradually.
It was three feet high, five feet long, and almost half a foot thick. This was a third grade earthen wall. Di Yan grinned, and golden needles, water beads, wooden vines, and fire snakes took turns to attack.
His defense was really good, no wonder it was so hard to practice. Advanced Earth Wall Technique required earth spirit energy in order to advance further. In his previous life, he was very clear on the role of walls and fences.
His skin was smooth and smooth, his body glowed with a fiery red luster, his body was bright red, and the temperature was higher when he went deeper than ten steps. He drank a few mouthfuls of spirit wine to practice his spear skills.
Straight thorns, curved thorns, sharp thorns, chopping thorns, nodding of the phoenix, coiling heads of the five dragons, sea of nine dragons, the spear's shadows were numerous, the fire crystals were scattered like rain, opening the cold jade ring, soul remembrance wrapped around the ground, the fire crystals disappeared.
The ordinary spear skills and staff skills were powerful in close combat. Smashing, sweeping, hitting, pressing, pushing, blocking, poking, lifting and stirring. The long spear was piercing rapidly, and the staff skills were mixed in.
There's nothing I can do about the long ranged attacks. I can only suppress them with close ranged attacks and have a powerful body. I also have a magic treasure to defend myself. Only then will I be safe.
The fire crystals on the ground were like blood and instantly returned to his belt. The spirit energy snakes in his dantian grew bigger and the spears in his dantian entered the icy caves.
The drinking continued, the ice spirit crystals were all over the cave walls, his brows were covered in a layer of white frost, and the people fighting with their teeth were trembling.
He poured the bath barrel into the medicinal liquid, dripped the dragon blood into the fog and rolled it over. Then, he undressed and ate the medicinal liquid. Slowly, he sat down.
Increasing the temperature by one drop, increasing the pain from the six drops of dragon blood, making it even more painful. Gritting his teeth and casting the Water Bead Technique, the milky-white spiritual energy rushed over and he entered into the world of white mist.
The water spirit energy grew rapidly and his dantian was brimming with spirit energy. Strings of water droplets and patches of mist continued to spray out even thicker mist.
The water droplets transformed into little water snakes, growing thicker and thicker. The little water snakes transformed into big water snakes, crazily using their energy to completely forget themselves as they focused all of their efforts. Time slowly passed by, and the water snakes gradually began to split and grow larger.
It felt like a long time had passed, but at the same time, it felt like it hadn't lasted long at all. He had never experienced such a state before, and he was trying his best to grasp this sensation and unleash a crazy spell.
Faintly entering into a strange state, the water snake seemed to become like itself, changing according to its will and dancing wildly as if it possessed intelligence.
Water serpents entered and left the space of his body. His inner and outer circulation allowed him to infuse his soul remembrance with a spell. The water serpents turned into water dragons, infatuating him without feeling a single thing.
The water dragon was chasing and playing about as it wriggled about. It was a rare opportunity in a strange state, but it was often accompanied by danger. If it wasn't for the vast sea of souls, the water would have dried up long ago.
What the hell! How did this kid learn the dragon race's water trick? Could it be that I taught him? The water dragon instantly transformed into nine.
The eighty-one water dragons' mist billowed, and this time, this brat was about to mature? Was the secret art made of stone or dirt? So easy to master? The little Loach's beard was trembling and its mouth was wide open with its small eyes wide open.
Oh my god! Are we still going to let the dragon live? I can't take it anymore! This was too much of a blow to the dragon! Monster, monster! Pride turned into frustration, and the little loach was on the verge of collapse.
He finally caught hold of that feeling and put on a crazy act of "forgetting himself". The water dragon suddenly turned into the appearance of a black dragon, spiraling around each other as it moved side by side and biting each other …
The little water dragon converged into a large water dragon and flew towards the depths of the cave.
Through the Water Dragon's eyes, he could clearly see that beneath the ice layer, the head of an Ice Armor Silver Dragon seemed to be sleeping.
'Weng! 'His soul sea was in pain! He fainted.
In a daze, he opened his eyes and lay on the ground, unable to move. He couldn't feel his heartbeat. It was like he was in a dream, trying his best to wake up, but to no avail.
Suddenly, he felt that he had awoken, and was still unable to move. He shouted loudly but did not make a sound. He breathed heavily, breathed rapidly, but still could not wake up.
The nightmare was still the same. Everything was just a dream. Waking up was just a self-deception.
It can't be like this. If this goes on, I will die! I want to live! The world was dark and endless, and although he was extremely anxious, there was nothing he could do.
Calm down! If he could not solve the problem due to his panic, he could only wake himself up and console himself. Even if he did die, it wouldn't be a big deal. He was born to seek death, and never planned to return alive.
There was no heartbeat, no movement. It was just sleeping. After a while, he would wake up and the surroundings would become deathly silent.
He slowly floated up and looked at the sky. He was sleeping below. Was that me? Am I dead?
He can even think after death? If he was alive, why couldn't he move? If it was a dream, why couldn't he wake up?
After pondering for a long time, he realized that it should be apnea due to breathing and heartbeat. What should he do now? He tried to regain his breath and breathe heavily. However, at this moment, he almost failed to do so.
He lied to himself that he was breathing, holding his breath, holding his breath. If he wasn't suffocating, then he was holding his breath. If he couldn't hold it in any longer, he would erupt once more.
It was as if he was crazily casting spells, slicing his breathing and breathing time and time again, turning into many short breaths. His body, which was in the air, floated down and entered his body.
It was quiet. It felt like he was about to wake up, unable to blink or grin, unable to move his limbs. His nose seemed to twitch.
It would take some time to wake up completely. He tried to twitch his nose, tried to feel his heart beat. 'Boom!' The world disappeared again.
His heart was beating, his fingers were moving, his arms were cold, and he was feeling a little dizzy. However, he still couldn't shake his head.
Cold? He felt it! Secretly rejoicing in his heart, he slowly circulated his soul power. The jade bottle appeared in his palm and dragon blood dripped down, steam rising from the surface of the water.
Soul water was thick like liquid, "How did you do it?" Di Yan didn't understand what was going on.
Sitting down and recovering, the dantian's spiritual energy snake had become fatter, and it had reached Qi Disciple level 5? He stood there in a daze for a long time, thinking that he had overlooked something.
In the depths of his soul sea, opposite the little loach, there was a tiny bit of him. His mouth, nose, eyebrows, eyes, and limbs were all condensed into something that looked like a real person.
He felt strange and asked curiously, "What did I do?" "Soul turning into liquid, soul turning into Nascent Soul." The little loach said.
"I'm not sure. Maybe it's because of the Soul Pool and God Slaying Lotus, but naturally, it's also because of your soul liquid." The little loach didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It felt good to be alive! After the roasted meat had eaten its fill and the spirit wine was drunk, he continued to cast spells.
The magic conversion was smooth, the soul remembrance was injected, and he tried to control the fire dragon. As expected, the wood vine and the golden needle could be injected with soul remembrance, but it was difficult to combine the two.
Drinking cold spirit stones in hand, soul remembrance controlling the golden needles and wooden rattans, separated into different parts.
Every four hours, he would change the body tempering medicinal liquid. Every four hours, he would add a drop of dragon blood into the wooden barrel and a stabbing pain would assail his body to warm the bath.
The pain gradually numbed, the needles rapidly moved in his mind, instantly transforming into three, the needles became different, and his attack became weaker.
The split and reunion continued to repeat itself, and cultivation was not boring either. There seemed to be nothing else to do but practice.
After drinking two mouthfuls of spirit wine, he held the spirit stone and directed the dance. Nine golden needles encircled his body, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into eighty-one small needles, and then into nine, and then into three long needles.
The moment the long needle hit the wall, he withdrew his soul remembrance, causing spirit crystal shards to fly everywhere, and his body no longer felt unwell.
There was no need to split the earth wall for fear of not being able to strengthen it. He used the Water Dragon Technique, Wooden Vine Technique, and Fire Serpent Technique one at a time to cast the spell as he wished.
The little loach curled its lips. Ancestor, I think too much. Such a money grubber has never seen the real world, he is definitely not the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor.
Inside the fire cave, the last time he cultivated, he made some medicinal liquid and bathed himself in it. The spirit mist surged into his body, and against the walls of the fire crystal cave, fire serpents formed fiery dragons.
After repeatedly casting the magic, Di Yan could no longer do anything. He was just a freak! What a freak! The little Loach couldn't help but mutter.
The fire inside the cave was bright, the color of her face was bright red, and her hair was damp with sweat. The fire dragon smashed into the cave wall, causing sparks to shoot out in all directions.
Keeping one or two things, Di Yan turned around and left.
As they neared the exit, roars could be heard coming from the outside as their soul senses roamed the surroundings. The female ape was protecting the entrance to the cave while the ten over savage wolves were attacking ferociously. The situation was critical!
After taking a few steps out of the cave, he pointed his fingers at the vine. The Savage Wolf struggled as golden needles shot into its head one after another. The Savage Wolf immediately died.
At the foot of the mountain slope outside the cave, the Barbarian Wolf King was holding a thick cane and the Violent Ape was smashing and sweeping its body repeatedly. More than twenty Barbarian Wolves could not get close to it.
