After expressing his position, the relationship between Longwu, Mingwang and Lingju is even better than before! Before starting his boring and arduous practice, Lingju led Long Hao and Longxi to refine his natal magic weapon.

Under the leadership of the Ming King, Long Wu left Tianji Mansion twice, went to the outside world to release the spiritual power in the Thunder Spirit Pearl, and after a short rest, he returned to Tianji Mansion. From the Ming King, he learned that he was in the little Sumi Heaven.

This is a very large high-level interface. People living here are some casual cultivators who are unwilling to be restrained, and they are all cultivators who have passed through tribulation and become immortals. This little Sumi Heaven seems to be calm, and the monks call them brothers and brothers. But there are hidden secrets, and killing happens all the time.

After spending a year doing these things, Long Wu branded the iron triangle and Luobao money into his soul mark and put it in his body.

Next, a strange scene appeared. On the scorching yellow earth of red sun, one man and two beasts walked slowly. The demonic rat jumped back and forth on the rhino's back and forth, as light as a swallow. The rhino was slowly moving forward like a walk.

Long Wu, who fell to the end, was sweating heavily and struggling with difficulty. Under the influence of the super gravity of the iron triangle, Long Wu's every time he landed, like a heavy object landing, hitting heavily on the cracked ground, splashing a stream of smoke and dust.

This time, he only advanced more than a thousand feet away. Long Wu finally couldn't support him. He kept gasping like a windmill, dragging his feet as heavy as a thousand pounds, holding his head with both hands, for fear that his head would be accidentally rolled down from his neck by the iron triangle in the sea of ​​consciousness!

After finally finding a big willow tree, he walked to the bottom of the tree, Long Wu leaned straight to the sky, fell to the ground, allowing the sweat on his forehead to flow down like a stream.

"What is the iron triangle made of? This thing... is too terrifying.... After putting it into the body... the magic power flowing in the body actually became slower.

The whole body...every part is like an independent part, even one finger seems to have a wealth of gold... Is this ghost thing too weird?

Now...even the most ordinary walking... is a problem. It was only a quarter of an hour away, but now... it has been walking for several days, and... it has not arrived yet! Huhu..."

After a few heavy breaths, Long Wu's voice, due to excessive force, actually caused a little hoarseness.

In the sky, Ling Sui, who was hovering and dancing with Long Wu, saw Long Wu looking abused, smiling with a gloating expression on his face, and said with a scarlet core: "Do you think this space key is so easy to control?

It’s up to you to put the key in your body and refine it and nourish it. Now you’re ready! It’s easy to get it into your body, but now you know the consequences!

Your current situation is that you either completely sacrifice this key successfully or you will always look like this! You are asking for trouble, no wonder others will be blamed! Hiss..."

Hearing this, Long Wu shook his head with a wry smile, turned his body slightly, closed his eyes and calmed his breath...

Long Xi and Long Hao lay beside Long Wu, one on the left and one on the right. After so many years of emotional communication and cultivation, Long Wu and his two spiritual beasts are truly supporting each other and not distinguishing each other.

Lingju lying leisurely on the clouds, saying word by word: "Now you know that it's not that simple to wander around, right? You are now purely practicing and self-limiting to squeeze everything in your body!

I miss the feeling of walking like flying and comfortable life in the past! Then dream! Relive the past in the dream!" After saying that, a very strange hissing sound echoed in this space...

Long Wu was completely speechless when he was stimulated by Ling Sui. He really didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary iron triangle would be so terrifying. Its own perverted weight almost made Long Wu almost crush his neck while using Jin Mingjue with all his strength.

Even so, his legs were pressed into a circle while walking, and his waist was sprained. Now Long Wu looks extremely miserable. During this period, he finally tried what it means to be truly exhausted.

After an hour of regulating breathing and calming down, Long Wu recovered some of his physical strength. What he missed the most now was the pills to restore magic power. However, here Ming Wang said that he could only rely on himself and could not take pills.

He got up with difficulty. Long Wu didn't know when this ascetic practice would last? But he had a kind of confidence, that is, if the Iron Triangle Sacrifice was successfully refined, he would definitely believe that his cultivation would surge a lot!

This time, Long Wu took heavy steps and walked towards the destination. He accidentally did not control himself and buried it deep underground! And he could no longer climb to the ground.

Ling Sui almost burst into laughter, and finally laughed enough. Lingju commanded Long Hao and Longxi, and dug for several days day and night before digging Longwu out of the ground. Otherwise, Longwu would not know how long he would stay underground.

In such an environment, Longwu spent the fourth hundred years, and the Iron Triangle was gradually sacrificed and refined successfully. As time went by, Longwu's cultivation reached the peak state of the early stage of the Golden Pill. He sat cross-legged, adjusted himself to the best state, and prepared to attack the bottleneck in the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

Three months later, Long Wu appeared in the cultivation ground. In his dark eyes, two silver arcs burst out at a speed. Feeling the powerful magic power on his body rushing and wandering in his body, Long Wu punched the void.

The strong wind actually caused a groove to appear in the void, and the air around it appeared in a brief vacuum.

Then Long Wu felt the divine thoughts and gave a rough assessment of his divine thoughts. His current divine thought strength should be equivalent to that of a cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Pill.

Seeing Long Wu entering the middle stage of the Golden Pill, the Ming King came in a graceful figure, stood in front of Long Wu, and said with a gentle expression: "Although you have now entered the middle stage of the Golden Pill, this level is slightly lower for some enemies in the interface you are in.

Although the battle between monks can use many means to fill the gap between levels, no matter how many means are, their own cultivation is a crucial factor.

Although you have the will as tough as a mountain, it is difficult to accomplish something by just will. So you also need to use external forces. Now the medicinal properties in your body have been completely squeezed out, which is just right for you to refine these three drops of essence and blood!"

After saying that, the Ming King blinked his fingers and three drops of golden essence and blood flashed into Long Wu's eyebrows.

Long Wu sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling the rich magic essence in his essence wandering inside his body. Hundreds of silver thunder arcs suddenly appeared around him, instantly wrapping Long Wu inside...

If these essence and blood have not been sacrificed by the Ming King, let alone three drops, even a slight bit, they can immediately destroy the Dragon Martial body.
Chapter completed!