God of Fire

"It's so hot, my God, why are there two suns in the sky!" Haotian felt that the temperature around him was at least [-] to [-] degrees, and the surface temperature of the desert was even enough to fry eggs. There are two big suns, which is really weird.

Moreover, Li Liehuo feels that the gravity here seems to be much greater than that on the earth.Li Liehuo calculated the size of this world. The Tianyang Continent in his youth's memory alone is as big as thousands of burning deserts, and each burning desert is as big as the country he crossed before. The planet, it's no wonder that the gravity is not strong.As the number one all-rounder in civil and military affairs in ancient and modern times who can graduate from elementary school, Li Liehuo can still figure out the principle of universal gravitation.

Feeling the surrounding environment a little bit, a burst of ecstasy rushed into Haotian's heart, "The aura of fire element is so strong, it is ten times or a hundred times thicker than that on the earth! If you practice the Nine Suns Divine Art here, The progress must be rapid!"

Feeling the meridians in the body again, I couldn't help but feel a little strange: "No, this kid's meridians are so wide, and there is no trace of impurity in the meridians, he can be said to be a unique cultivation genius. It is only strong but not weak, how could it be so slow to cultivate."

In fact, what Li Liehuo didn’t know was that the boy’s meridians were wide and wide, but they belonged to the kind of useless meridians with ten meridians and nine blocked ones. If the meridians of the boy were not born with thicker meridians than ordinary people, I am afraid that even a warrior who has cultivated to the third level would be too. very difficult thing.And just under the refining of the flame ignited by the chicken feathers just now, the clogged waste in the young man's meridians has been completely evaporated, and what is left is only the thick meridians extending in all directions.

By the way, fighters are divided into nine ranks, of which ranks one to three are low-level fighters, ranks four to six are intermediate fighters, and ranks seven to nine are advanced fighters.And above the ninth-level fighters, there are bronze fighters and silver fighters. No matter how high they are, Li Liehuo will lose them in the youth's memory.Because the elders in the family, including the boy's father Li Zhi, are all bronze-level masters, and the number one master in Xianyang City is the boy's grandfather, that is, Li Tiancai, the owner of Xianyang City, is a silver-level master.

Li Tian not only has the strength of the silver level, but also has the title of Fire King. This title is not called for nothing, but only the top players in the silver level can have the title of "King".

Suddenly, Li Liehuo felt a kind of gas slowly circulating in his body, and this kind of gas was even more domineering in his inner strength.

"Huh? This is the so-called fighting spirit at this time. It really is a good thing. It can only be condensed in such a place where the spiritual energy is extremely abundant." Li Liehuo said with emotion.

Yes, it is luxury!Compared with internal energy, this grudge is simply extremely extravagant. If internal energy is a semi-automatic rifle, internal energy combined with kung fu is equivalent to the combination of rifle and precise marksmanship. In comparison, grudge is a heavy machine gun. After that, just release it, and a single bullet is more powerful than a rifle. If there are fighting skills, then the combined effect is simply... Chance martial arts, no one can stop it!

However, the skills that can be used in conjunction with fighting qi must at least be bronze-level fighting skills!Bronze-level teacher-level exercises, less!Very little!In the boy's memory, his father didn't seem to have bronze-level fighting skills either.

"I don't know what level of skill my Nine Suns Divine Art is equivalent to, but I'm sure that if I use the Nine Suns Divine Art to bully those boys who don't have bronze fighting skills, I will definitely be able to fight one or two levels higher." Haotian affirmed. think.

The Nine Suns Divine Art began to work in his heart, and countless filaments of heat flowed into Li Liehuo's body from the surrounding air, making Li Liehuo feel refreshed all over, and he couldn't help but let out a low hum.

But at this moment, the heat that had entered Li Liehuo's body suddenly dissipated, making Li Liehuo feel puzzled.

"Hmph, I was snatched away by that rubbish foundation-building technique of fire." As soon as he searched in his memory, Li Liehuo immediately found the reason. Cultivation techniques require the absorption of a large amount of Dou Qi to be able to advance, but most of the absorbed Dou Qi is wasted, and less than ten percent are used for advancement; the utilization efficiency can be described as extremely low, compared with the Jiuyang Divine Art. It just looks like a piece of shit.

"What kind of rubbish technique is this? No wonder you can't improve your level, this kind of trash technique, it doesn't matter if you don't practice it..."

Without hesitation, Li Liehuo directly abolished this exercise. Since the abolition of the exercise would also cause certain harm to the body, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of Li Liehuo's mouth, and Li Liehuo's cultivation was immediately replaced by the soldier. Tier [-] has regressed to Tier [-]...the civilian class that is inferior to lower-level fighters.

"Using the Nine Suns Divine Art to build the foundation, I can reach the third level in three months at most, and I can reach the ninth level in three to five years at most."

Li Liehuo didn't care at all about the retreat of his cultivation base. He roughly calculated that the first to ninth levels of the Nine Suns Divine Art corresponded to the first to ninth levels of a warrior.In just three months, Li Liehuo will be able to return to the cultivation base of a third-level fighter. However, although his cultivation base is only third-level, his combat power is not as high as that of the third-level fighter, because the third-level Nine Suns Divine Art is already a training skill for the skin. Great success, the increased attack and defense of this additional combat power cannot be ignored.

In the first nine levels of the Nine Suns Divine Art, the first to third levels are for skin training, the fourth to sixth levels are for tendon training, and the seventh to ninth levels are for bone training.

"Master...Master...where are you..."

"Brother Lihuo... where are you!"

At this moment, Lie Huo suddenly heard waves of shouts coming from a distance, there were men and women, but their voices were full of urgency, especially the crisp female voice, which was almost crying .

"Well, it's probably someone from this kid's family who came here." Li Liehuo immediately stood up and waved his hands in the direction of the shouts when he heard those shouts, and shouted loudly, "I'm here!"

"It's the young master, the young master is over there, let's go over quickly..."

"Brother Lihuo, brother Lihuo is fine, it's great!"

Hearing Li Liehuo's voice, all the people in the group were excited and rushed towards Haotian, and one of the petite figures took the lead and rushed towards Li Liehuo like an arrow. In less than a minute, he rushed to Li Liehuo from a distance, and threw himself directly into Li Liehuo's arms.

"It's so fast! It smells so fragrant, and its body is so soft!" Li Liehuo felt the warmth of nephrite jade in his bosom while lamenting the visitor's superb lightness kung fu.

"Ling'er..." Looking at the woman in white gauze and a thin veil in his arms, a gentle smile appeared on Li Liehuo's face.

This kind of smile had never appeared in Li Liehuo's nearly 30 years of life in his previous life, and it appeared now as a conditioned reflex mixed in his memory.

In the entire Xianyang City, there are only a handful of people who have never laughed at themselves, and the girl named Murong Ling in front of her is one of them.

Murong Ling is not someone from the Li family, but the grandson of Li Tianyou's friend. Compared with Li Liehuo, Murong Ling's cultivation talent is extremely powerful. Although Li Liehuo doesn't know what Murong Ling's current cultivation level is, he can be sure. Yes, definitely not weaker than that so-called family genius Li Cong.

"Brother Lihuo, woooo...It's great that you're fine, I'm really worried about Ling'er, woooo...Brother Lihuo, promise Linger that you won't do stupid things again, okay?" the girl cried and choked. , After finishing speaking, a pair of big watery eyes looked up at Li Liehuo and said, his hands still hugged Li Liehuo's waist tightly, as if he was afraid that her brother Liehuo would disappear again if he let go.

The girl holding Li Liehuo has a body with a perfect golden ratio, a head of fiery red and beautiful long hair like a ruby ​​waterfall, and her face is covered by the veil that women in the desert usually use to block the wind and sand, but from the pair of jewel-like eyes above the veil It can be seen from the eyes that even if the girl does not have the posture of sinking a fish and falling a wild goose, just relying on these beautiful eyes can fascinate a man.

Seeing the girl's unaffected concern, Li Liehuo couldn't help being moved, "No wonder that kid cares about you so much. Such a good girl is hard to find with a lantern."

Feeling the rubbing of the girl's breasts that had just taken shape every second, seeing the girl's pitiful expression through the veil, the girl's confused face under the veil gradually overlapped with the alluring face in memory, Li Liehuo The body couldn't help producing a primitive impulse, and the man's features began to become majestic.

"Well, Ling'er...can you let me go first..." Li Liehuo looked at the girl in embarrassment and said, because he is a slut now!If it continues to be so majestic, it will definitely be ugly...

"Grandma, who took off my clothes, I clearly saw that this kid was wearing clothes before." Li Liehuo thought unhappily, cursing the thief who stole the clothes.

"Don't let it go, don't let it go, don't let it go, Ling'er will hold Brother Liehuo for the rest of his life!" The girl said stubbornly, shaking her head from side to side like a rattle, but she hugged Haotian even tighter.

"I can't help it anymore!" Li Liehuo roared in his heart, allowing his little brother to develop freely.

"Hey, brother Liehuo, why are you pushing something against my stomach..." Linger asked curiously, and reached out to touch it, and found that it felt a little fleshy, so she couldn't help letting go of Li Liehuo and looking down go.

"Oh..." Liehuo's little brother couldn't help snorting softly when Linger moved him like this...

"Ah..." Then a high-decibel soprano sounded, and Ling'er immediately squatted down with her back to Haotian, covering her eyes with her hands.

"Woooo... Brother Liehuo, you are a big villain..." Ling'er continued to cry, crying very sadly, but Li Liehuo could only stand aside in embarrassment, pressing his hands on his little brother, his mouth still full of anger scolded:

"It's all you little villain who made my Ling'er cry, I'll see if I don't slap you to death!" Li Liehuo shamelessly pretended to be extremely angry and waved his palm and roared.

At this moment, a pair of jade hands like lotus roots blocked Li Liehuo's big hands in the air that wanted to kill his brothers, and Ling'er Jiaoying said in a beautiful voice: "Brother Liehuo, what are you doing, don't let yourself get hurt. "After finishing speaking, Ling'er turned around and muttered in a low voice: "Sooner or later, Ling'er will belong to brother Li Huo, but it's actually not a big deal."

puff...

Although Ling'er's voice was small, it fell into Li Liehuo's ears. In his ears, two lines of scarlet flowed down the tip of Li Liehuo's nose. Li Liehuo wiped his nosebleed while muttering something.

"Oh, brother Lihuo, why are you bleeding? Ling'er will wipe it off for you... Brother Lihuo, why is your nosebleed getting more and more bloody?"

Puff, puff...

"Brother Lie Huo, why did you faint? You bled a lot. Don't scare Ling'er!"