Undefeated Mad Son-in-law

In the meantime, inside the cave.

Sulo's whole body had been wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and a lot of cold came out from the diffusion.

On the top of Suluo's head, the virtual shadow of a heaven and earth melting pot is suspended in the void. In the melting pot, the white dragon made of ice system spirit pulse has disappeared without a trace. Instead, it is the ice cold spirit which is rich to the extreme.

A pure and incomparable aura shuttles, as if to freeze the furnace of heaven and earth.

However, no matter how fierce the aura is, there is a flame burning in the melting pot of heaven and earth, constantly burning these auras, refining the impurities, and turning them into the purest real Qi.

With a way of Reiki being refined, Suluo suddenly felt a strong and boundless Qi pouring into his body.

Xuantian's true skill is running crazily, and Suluo's whole body seems to have become a black hole, devouring the power of spiritual pulse endlessly.

Although this spirit vein is on the verge of drying up, the energy contained in it is still huge and incomparable, which is even more terrifying than the best spirit stone he ever got.

Under the impact of powerful energy, Suluo's face couldn't help showing a trace of pain. He felt as if he was going to be burst.

"It's just a spiritual pulse, and you want to support me. It's impossible to return to the original and unite the true yuan."

With a roar of Suluo, a large number of Qi rush into the sea of knowledge.

At this moment, the little golden man is also pinching his fingers, constantly swallowing the power that comes from him, purifying the true Qi and giving it back again.

Can Rao is so, Su Luo still feels unprecedented pain, he feels the whole body's flesh and blood, meridians, and even cells are about to be torn.

The whole person seems to be flattened and rounded by a force, suffering to the extreme.

He could never imagine such pain in the world.

A person is torn alive, which is more painful than a thousand cuts.

"Forbearance, I forbearance, I forbearance again. The old man once said that practicing together is against the heaven. There are countless difficulties and obstacles. If I can't bear the pain, what can I do to save my father, and what can I do to protect the people around me..."

Sulo's mouth roared, his teeth clenched, and he tried his best to endure the pain.

"The heart can control thousands of spirits. The pain of the body is also a kind of spirit. If you want to set foot on the road of invincibility, you must control your own spirit and master the pain with the spirit. In this way, even in the pain, you will not feel it..."

Sulo's mind suddenly came up with what the old man had said to him. He once scoffed and thought that pain was physical pain, not spiritual at all.

Now he is deeply touched by this sentence, because he now finds that he is suffering not only physically, but also mentally.

Severe pain, for the spirit is also an unprecedented suffering.

"The heart can control the pain, as long as you master the spirit, you will not feel the pain."

Although Suluo was extremely painful and patient, the old man's words exploded in his mind like Hongzhong Dalu. Like a flash of lightning, he broke many obstacles in his heart. Fiercely, he suddenly touched the way to master the spirit!

He is a man of extraordinary talent, and with his many subtle skills taught by the little golden man, he is equivalent to standing on the shoulders of giants, and naturally can easily understand the methods that ordinary people can't understand.

"I'm the master of my spirit. No one can master it. I'll kill all kinds of people!"

Sulo roared fiercely and concentrated again, killing the painful spirit in his mind that made his life worse than death.

Suddenly, his body suddenly felt more comfortable than ever, and the pain was not so strong.

Boom!

A series of pure and incomparable auras are still refined, like the power of rivers, rushing into Suluo's body, trying to support Suluo.

But now sulo has wiped away the pain. Even if the force is violent, he has no right to take it as a breeze blowing on the willows.

With the pure Qi pouring into his body, Suluo's Qi is not only changing, but also his body is changing again under this force. There are some congestion and residual dregs in his pores.

This is the deep waste and impurity hidden in his body, which has been refined under the impact of real Qi.

Flesh and blood more pure, more concise.

All of a sudden, solo felt that his muscles could be softened into a mass of cotton and hardened into a piece of steel. Even if he didn't rely on Qi, ordinary swords could hardly pierce half of his skin.

The strength of the body, burst, endurance, once again enhanced.

If his body is only a hundred forged steel, then now it is a thousand forged steel, which is totally different from that of the past.

Suluo sat there with his knees crossed, completely forgetting the environment and everything around him. He wholeheartedly urged the mental method to carry the Qi into the little golden man.His body was still tearing, but his breath was long, and the expression on his face was painful, but not strong, as if he had alleviated the pain himself.

Suro sat quietly, refining the power of the spirit pulse.

His true Qi is changing, gradually changing in the direction of true yuan. Time is like water, fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

The cave, originally covered with snow and ice, can no longer see the smell of ice and snow, which is no different from ordinary agitation.

Suluo is still surrounded by a piece of ice, but the melting pot of heaven and earth has disappeared. Only the strong and invincible breath blooms from Suluo.

If someone is here at the moment, if you don't have to look at it with your eyes, you will never think that the ice is a living person, but that it is a giant beast.

Because at the moment, sulo's breath is so terrible, as if he could break the world with his hands and feet.

"Back to the original, back to the yuan, give me coagulation..."

At this time, there was a roar.

A breath of plunder burst out in an instant, devouring the aura of heaven and earth in the whole cave.

"Click!"

"Click!"

At the same time, the ice that enveloped Suluo also cracked one by one, and then exploded into debris.

"I finally refined the spirit pulse thoroughly. I didn't expect that this dying spirit pulse made me condense four real yuan. Plus the previous one, I condensed five real yuan. I don't have to worry about driving a congenital fire, and the real Qi will be exhausted."