Supernatural Doctor

Chen Jie felt a shiver, a burst of blood gushed between his teeth, and something was churning in his throat. Chen Jie felt a burning pain in his chest when he was violently drawn by the trees.

A deep red color appeared on his wheat skin. Chen Jie's body softened and seemed to be on the verge of collapse

After the severe pain, the aura that flows slowly in the meridians runs faster in the body. The wind and thunder power in the aura slowly penetrates into the body, and slowly repairs the injury caused by the trees.

At the moment, his aura seems to be more energetic than usual, strengthening Chen Jie's body slowly.

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Jie was calm and gritted his teeth. His face was full of stubbornness and unyielding.

"Come again!"

Chen Jie roared in his heart.

Then, the giant palm of the spirit power clenched the huge tree again, and it was another fierce stroke towards Chen Jie's body.

Hiding not far from the woods, Qingyan sees Chen Jie practicing so hard, and her little face is full of surprise and impatience.

"Why do you torture yourself like this? Is there anything in your heart that you can't put down..."

Qingyan's eyes twinkle, looking at the resolute figure in the distance, and the way of looking at her mouth.

Chen Jie has never mentioned his family to anyone. He knows what he wants to do and what kind of people are standing behind him.

Qingyan has never taken the initiative to ask. After all, she doesn't care about Chen Jie's identity.

"Bang, bang, Bang..."

The sound of heavy blows sounded in the depths of the woods, accompanied by waves of pain, as if suffering a terrible punishment.

Chen Jie's propriety is OK. He knows how much impact he can bear only by his body. Therefore, every time he hits, he just hovers on the edge of his limit. He will not cause substantial damage to his body, but also enhance the strength of his body.

The hard trees beat hard on Chen Jie's body, and a sharp pain made Chen Jie's face twisted.

Chen Jie didn't use his aura to resist the beating of the stick. Instead, he relied on his body to fight hard. This kind of pain is more unbearable to ordinary people.

Each stroke will leave a deep red mark on Chen Jie's body. Suddenly, a hot pain stabs directly into his mind, followed by the cold waterfall water and a cold baptism.

With more and more strokes, Chen Jie has more and more red marks and mud marks

"Bang!"

It's another fierce blow. Chen Jie is like a rock. Finally, after several fierce blows,

Reached the limit of the body's bearing capacity, legs a soft, off force fell down.

Facing down, Chen Jie's chest heaves violently as he lies on the ground. Chen Jie reaches out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turns over

"It's such a torment. I can't hold on to it."

Chen Jie thinks that today's trees have been pounded heavily for about 20 times. It's also a kind of practice to lift hundreds of Jin with aura every time. After 20 times of pounding, Chen Jie's aura is almost consumed.

After thinking, Chen Jie lay quietly on the ground, waiting for his aura to recover.

In the distance, Qingyan in the woods sees Chen Jie stop to have a rest. Her eyes twinkle and she runs towards Chen Jie lying on the ground.

"Hey, wood, how are you doing?"

Qingyan comes forward with a smile on her face. Looking at Chen Jie, her facial expression is distorted. She can't help asking anxiously.

"It's OK. I can't be overcome by this pain."

Chen Jie smiles. It's a critical time for cultivation. If you can't overcome this little difficulty, it's just empty talk to go back to the city for revenge.

The outside world has been turbulent for a long time.

In fact, a lot of great events have taken place in China these days. Not only Fang Dongchen, but also all of them have entered the divine realm.

These are the contributions of the holy fruits given by Chen Jie before, which promoted the birth of the divine realm. Although the Western Vatican was interested in them, there was no way.

They have damaged the son of God, and some old gods have said that the actions of the East should be stopped.

Because the news from the holy land of the West made them feel a thrill. How long ago, the young man had reached a high level.

During this period, the Western Holy Land Knights sent many strong men, but without exception, they were all killed by Chen Jie.

You know, it's not only the strong on the western side, but also other holy places united, but without exception, all failed!

"What kind of state has this young man reached now? I'm really curious. Can we never get revenge for our paladins?"

In the holy land of the west, there are old gods roaring, full of unwilling.

Outside, the Holy See has issued an oracle to send real paladins to Western holy places to help them capture Chen Jie.

The Western cultivation world was shocked, but now there is no way. This young man has great potential, and all the strong men he sent were damaged, and there is no one left.

"No matter, we must get him back this time!"

A paladin full of terrible breath roared, the clouds in the sky are split, golden light.

This is a real Paladin. He once bathed in the blood of God. He was regarded as the son of God of the previous generation. He failed to fight for the position of Pope and became a paladin of the Holy See.

When he came out of the Vatican, many believers came here to pay homage, and the power of belief permeated.

The golden light and the chain of rules finally melt into his flesh and blood. His body is full of exuberant vitality, just like the eternal furnace burning.

"Start the teleport formation and send me in!"

He roared, the golden spear in his hand glowed, as if to pierce the sky.

This is a real strong man, just that kind of eyes, let people feel frightened, cold all over.

"On the road!"

He roared and went into the transmission line leading to the Western holy land. The Holy See was angry. It was impossible for him to allow such a thing to happen again. He wanted to kill Chen Jie.

Before, the Western holy land more than once sent people to go, but all fell, this is immeasurable loss!

"Wow

A golden light passed by, and the paladin was completely lost. At the same time, the sea of golden faith power over the Vatican was directly dissipated.

This kind of forced transmission needs to consume a lot of power of belief. Fortunately, the power of belief of God sect is enough to squander.

"Where is he? I will go to the holy land of the West and cross 100000 Li in person!"

The first words of the paladin shocked everyone.