"Hoo!...Hoo!..."

In the wilderness, a young man in green shirt was half-kneeling on the ground, panting continuously, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his cheeks.

The robe was torn, and his left arm was obviously three or four times as big as his right arm. From the arm, pieces of dragon scales covered the entire arm, opening and closing as if he was breathing.

He was trembling all over, his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring something, his face was twitching, half-smiling, and looked strange, but there was no sign of pain at all.

After using the Qilin Arm again, something strange happened inside my body for some unknown reason.

And these abnormalities come from the bones in the body.

Feng Hao's skeleton has been tempered to the peak of his martial spirit by the power of thunder and lightning in the black tower. There is no doubt about its strength.

Feng Hao's realm is also at the peak of the great martial arts master, and he has never been able to make even half a step forward.

One step further is Wu Ling.

No one can explain things about the realm. If the Wuyuan Gathering is full and the physique meets the requirements, then all that is needed is an opportunity.

In order to find this opportunity, Feng Hao also spent a lot of energy, but he still couldn't get a clue. But just now, after a battle with eight people with hooked noses, the bones on his left arm were formed.

Something strange.

itch!

It's very itchy, it comes from the numbness on the bones, as if there are ten thousand ants crawling on it.

Just crawling, no pain at all, but it is itchy!

This thing doesn't feel like pain. The pain is bearable, but the itching is something no one knows how to endure.

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and the expression on his face kept changing.

Itching, itching penetrates into the soul, is boundless, and will not stop. Moreover, this kind of itching seems to be contagious. Originally, the first segment of the skeleton had this strangeness, but now, it has spread to the second segment, and then, a

Pass two, then pass four, and it spreads wirelessly. In just half an hour, the entire left arm was infected.

"Why is this happening? Is it a side effect of the Qilin Arm?"

Feng Hao had a strange look on his face, and his heart twitched as he couldn't help but think.

He remembered that the last time he used the Qilin Arm, there was no such abnormality, and it seemed that the itching would not stop and spread endlessly.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face froze, and he murmured, "Is there a breakthrough?"

From the first bone joint, the numbness and itch slowly receded, and a warmth replaced the numbness and itch.

That is a martial element!

That’s right, it’s Wu Yuan!

Moreover, the purity of this Wu Yuan is even higher than the Wu Yuan in the Wu Yuan vortex.

It seems that it is already in another realm!

After some investigation, Feng Hao felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart that could not be depressed.

The opportunity to break through the martial spirit was found within the Qilin Arm!

"Ha ha!..."

"ah!!!"

There was no telling whether it was pain or joy in his laughter. It was very weird, like a ghost howling.

The numbness and itch spread, and the warmth gradually rose. Feng Hao was in pain and happiness.

Slowly, what was originally just a trace of heat gradually grew, converging into a stream, then expanded into a river, and finally changed into a Yangtze River, flowing into the large ocean of Wuyuan Whirlpool.

The numbness and itch disappeared, and Feng Hao felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring. He lay on his back on the ground, his delicate face full of relief.

"Buzz!..."

As the Wu Yuan vortex erupted with a long roar, the entire vortex underwent earth-shaking changes, and at the same time, it was also announced that Feng Hao had entered the realm of Wu Ling!

With the improvement in realm, Feng Hao's energy was sublimated again.

After the fever subsided, Feng Hao jumped up.

"Is this how you get promoted?"

Feng Hao had an unrealistic illusion, but the Wu Yuan flowing in the Wu Yuan vortex told him that he was no longer a great martial artist, but a genuine martial spirit.

"Have you finally gained your martial arts spirit?"

He tightened his fists, closed his eyes, and felt the Wu Yuan flowing through his body, with a proud smile on his lips.

"Ha ha!..."

The depression of more than half a year was finally swept away in a burst of laughter, and a sense of joy emerged in my heart.

Glancing at the eight corpses around him, Feng Hao frowned slightly, scraped a few pieces, and got a dozen pieces of martial arts crystals. He made a big hole at will, buried a few people, and walked away.

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...

Late at night, in the wilderness, the howls of beasts came from all around, adding a sense of sadness and terror to the wilderness.

There was a bonfire, with a piece of about ten kilograms of terrain dragon meat skewered on it. Under the roasting of the bonfire, a tantalizing aroma of meat slowly emitted.

On the side, a young man in green shirt continued to apply various spices on the barbecue, making the barbecue even more fragrant and fragrant.

"Eeeah! Eeeah!"

Opposite the young man, there sat a round ball of white hair, with a small round head popping out. His big eyes were watery and clear, staring straight at the piece of barbecue, with his small mouth open.

, the pink little tongue kept curling the lips, making babbling sounds in the mouth, as if urging.

"What's the rush?"

Feng Hao scolded him angrily.

Ever since this girl ate barbecue once, she seems to have become obsessed with it. Every time Feng Hao barbecues, he will run out to beg for food. Moreover, despite his small body, his appetite for food is unambiguous.

Feng Hao's is much bigger.

More than ten kilograms of roast meat entered the belly of one man and one beast in the blink of an eye. Both guys were lying on the ground very contentedly, with comfortable expressions on their faces.

After the heat slowly settled down, Feng Hao opened his eyes and sat up.

"call!..."

He took a long breath of the turbid air in his body and said, "In the realm of martial arts, you can condense the wings of martial arts and fly in the air."

It is every human being's dream to escape the gravity of the ground. At the same time, flying in the air is also the dividing line between the strong and the weak.

Thinking about the pleasure of flying, Feng Hao's breathing became a little faster.

"Try it!"

He stood up, then closed his eyes, and followed the method he had asked Fen Lao before to look for the two special meridians on his back. After a while, Feng Hao found the existence of those two meridians.

Then, he tentatively mobilized Wu Yuan and approached these two meridians.

"Tsk!"

Two white wings of Wu Yuan erupted from his back. They were very thin, but they were real.

"So simple?"

I thought it was very complicated at first, but now it was beyond Feng Hao's expectation. It just happened naturally. However, the consumption of Wu Yuan was too great. With just those two thin wings, it was like Feng Hao had been using Thunder.
Chapter completed!