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"Is this too little?" Meng Soaring Dragon felt that Jin Yiyue must not have listened in detail enough, so he explained again.

"Bailing medicine bath is made from hundreds of kinds of elixir, soaked in a wooden basin, it has a miraculous effect on tempering the body!"

"King Rank Cultivation Technique is also a Body Refining Cultivation Technique, which is very suitable for you. Those personal disciples will not be envious!"

"There is also the practice field, but it has five times the Spiritual Qi of the outside world! Cultivating five hours a day is equivalent to two days of training outside!"

"So many resources, as long as you join the Eight Desolation Sacred Cult, you can get them!"

"In the future, the strength will increase, and the resources will be appropriately improved!"

He felt that with such a good treatment, there was no reason for Jin Yiyue not to be tempted.

Jin Yiyue covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her two big eyes bent into crescents.

"The medicated bath made of a hundred kinds of elixir can only be soaked once a month, isn't it too bad?"

Even if it is a hundred kinds of elixir, boiled into a liquid medicine, it is not worth as much as a drop of heavenly holy water.

Every time she goes to the bath, she can absorb dozens, even hundreds of drops of the Holy Water of Heavenly Extremes.

As the level of Cultivation Technique increases, each time the First Stage is increased, the amount of holy water absorbed will increase.

Let her absorb it, but Saint Lord never showed any distress.

This is true luxury.

"Your saint, only the King Rank Cultivation Technique can cultivate?"

"Not even the unnamed disciples of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning!"

Zhao Feng'er, as a cook, has obtained a Cultivation Technique of this emperor.

As a gatekeeper, she cultivated the best of Emperor Rank.

One hundred thousand copies of the King Rank Cultivation Technique can't be exchanged for one Cultivation Technique of this emperor.

"There is also the practice field, even if you practice for five hours a day, it is equivalent to two days in the outside world..."

"Spiritual Qi is really weak!"

Jin Yiyue snorted coldly.

In the practice field of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, one can only practice for half an hour a day, which is equivalent to more than ten days in the outside world.

It is far from being comparable to the Eight Desolation Sacred Religion.

Only by comparing each other can we know how big the gap between the two is.

"You..." Meng Soaring Dragon was irritated by Jin Yiyue's contempt, "You are not satisfied with such good treatment from our Eight Desolation Sacred Sect!"

"Deliberately make a look of contempt, what is the purpose!"

The Holy Land of Absolute Beginning has long since fallen, and there are no cultivation resources.

How can they come up with better resources than the Eight Desolation Sacred Sect?

"Yiyue! Don't mess around!" Jin Shikai had a serious face.

Today's situation was bad enough, and Jin Yiyue didn't know what nonsense she was talking about.

In case Meng Soaring Dragon is angered, he can't afford to walk around.

"Father! I'm not messing around!" Jin Yiyue put away her smile, "The treatment of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, even for the disciples of the handyman, is much better than that of the Eight Desolation Sacred Cult!"

"There is no falsehood in this statement!"

"Nonsense!" Meng Soaring Dragon grabbed Jin Yiyue's hand, trying to forcibly control her and take her away.

At this moment, behind Jin Yiyue, a stalwart figure appeared.

"My disciple, the one you said you could take away?" Wang Yi looked coldly at the man in front of him.

"Who are you?" Meng Soaring Dragon did not let go of his hand, and pinched Jin Yiyue's slender arm, leaving a few bright red blood marks.

"Saint Lord!"

"Just you?" Meng Soaring Dragon looked Wang Yi from top to bottom, his eyes were full of contempt, "You can be a Saint Lord at a young age? I see that there is no one in your Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, right?" !"

"Is there anyone? It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks." Wang Yi's eyes were full of coldness.

"Boy, you really want to die! How dare you rob disciples from our Eight Desolation Sacred Cult!" Meng Soaring Dragon let go of Jin Yiyue, swung his arms, and smashed Wang Yi's head.

He was already irritable, and after what happened just now, he was completely angry.

The veins on Meng Soaring Dragon's arm bulged, and the punch was exhausted.

It was to hit Wang Yi with one blow, and let Jin Yiyue see how vulnerable the so-called Saint Lord was in her eyes.

call!

The strong wind howled, and the cheeks of several people were sore.

Seeing it, the fist landed in front of Wang Yi, and the latter just raised a finger lightly, and pointed at the fist.

boom!

The moment the fingers came into contact with the fist, the arm turned into a cloud of blood mist and shattered into scum.

The entire arm, including half of Meng Soaring Dragon's shoulder, was gone.

bang...

Meng Soaring Dragon fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, he was not that bored at all, and couldn't figure out why he became like this.

"You... ah... my arm..."

"Your strength is so strong..."

"Hiss..."

Even a tough guy gasped in pain.

"Oh my God!" Jin Shikai stepped back seven or eight steps, almost collapsing on the ground.

This Meng Soaring Dragon is the powerhouse of Mysterious Cave Third Stage, stronger than him by a big Realm.

The strongest ability is Body Refining, the physical body is very tyrannical.

Back then, he had seen Wang Yi make a move.

However, at that time, Wang Yi was dealing with a junior, only Body Tempering Fifth Stage.

Realm is divided into Qi Condensation, Body Tempering, Gathering Origin, Purple Mansion, Divine Transformation, Mysterious Cave, Empty Ji...

The Body Refining powerhouse in Mysterious Cave, Wang Yi just tapped his finger, and shattered the opponent's arm.

Even hard bones were shattered into white dregs.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the power in this finger is.

"Soaring Dragon!"

The Eight Desolation Sacred Church also has an Elder named Tang Chen.

Tang Chen supported Meng Soaring Dragon's body, seeing the shocking scars, his heart was beating wildly.

"I'm here to help you avenge!"

Tang Chen's strength was one realm higher than that of Meng Soaring Dragon, reaching the realm of emptiness.

"Black Bear Wang Gong!"

Roar!

With a roar, Tang Chen transformed into a giant bear about ten feet high.

Mopanda's eyes were full of blood-red light.

Black Bear Wang Gong is an Uncommon Bloodline Cultivation Technique.

Black bear Bloodline is required to cast it. After transforming, one's own strength can be increased by five times.

However, this transformation consumes a lot of itself.

The longer the fight, the longer the weakness.

After transforming, if you can't deal with the enemy, you will fall into death.

"Roar!"

The black bear roared, the terrifying roar, mixed with the stench, made Jin Yiyue pinch her nose.

"Saint Lord! Watch out!"

This Tang Chen owns King Rank Bloodline, which is very powerful.

Even knowing Wang Yi's strength, he was still very worried.

The black bear clasped its hands like an awl, and smashed it at Wang Yi's head.

Under the terrifying strength, the fist speed is extremely fast.

Wang Yi still didn't move this time, he still raised a finger and touched the black bear's fists.

"Overreaching!"

boom!

The terrifying power passed through the black bear's fist, shattering all the flesh and bones in it.

This time, the force Wang Yi used was added with a bit of Cunjin, which can pass through the opponent's bones and spread throughout the whole body.

The black bear's body stopped in place.

In Blood Red's pupils, cracks appeared as fine as spider webs...