Commanding Wind and Cloud

Duanfengbuer accelerated and rushed to the side of Ganjin, stretched out his hand to embrace the Ganjin who was about to fall to his arms and widened his eyes: "I said, what is going on? Every time you are buried, there will be a huge change when you come out again. Are you a plant-type monster? But your body injury..."

"It's okay..." Ke Jin shook his head: "Just sleep and it will be fine."

Just get some sleep? Fentu Kuangge rushed over and twitched his mouth when he heard this, only a person like Jin Jin, who is admired by senior pharmacists, dared to say such a thing, such an injury was almost the same as losing half his life.

Chekfleet silently observed the facial expression of enthusiasm. The injury was indeed serious, but what was even more shocking was the strength that came out of the sand. Not long ago, the energy in the fight with Qian Chenyu still relied on his body to fight hard and severely injured himself. This time, in such a bad state, he killed a bloodline warrior of the Elf King who was in full condition in the ninth battle of Demon Slayer with two hits!

Even though Qian Chenguang has been poisoned, and there are people around him who can threaten him, making him fearful, and his mental state is not at the highest level, but killing his opponent in two hits, this strength does not seem to be just the strength of the battle against demons.

In the song "Shooting the Moon Bow" who picked out the Nine Suns True Yantie in the sand, he was slightly taken aback. What's going on? Although there is still infinite heat, how can it give people the feeling that this piece of metal has hurt their vitality? Seems like a lot of heat was lost.

Smiling vigorously, he bent down and picked up the Nine Suns True Flame Iron and put it back into the Doujie. Fentu Kuangge's eyes lit up again. When he vigorously grasped the metal last time, his palms were still blistered. This time, he grabbed it easily without any injuries. How is this possible? How can his body resist such high temperature?

"Huh..." Vigorously shaking his wrist, the Dou Xin of Death Dou Qiao seemed to be completely out of control just after using it to capture the Nine Suns True Flame Iron.

After just using it three times, why can't it be controlled? He shook his head enthusiastically and stopped thinking about it. The things taught by Uncle Black are always full of strangeness.

This is the case with the iron-strike breathing method, and the same is true for the Eighteen Hammers of Shengfeng! When you have this weird fighting spirit and activate the Eighteen Hammers, you have a feeling that this is the real Eighteen Hammers, a feeling of perfect combination of technology and strength, and the explosive power is stronger than imagined.

"Go back to the cave." Lucifer Liushui supported a severed arm: "Here, it's not safe."

Momentum reluctantly nodded, he just had a double fighting heart, and he still hasn't figured out what's going on. The Gan family was able to come out with a warrior of the blood of the Elf King to hunt down, but no one can guarantee that other people will come out to hunt down the next moment.

"Bury me again, you go into the cave."

Everyone stared blankly at Mo Jin, why is he still buried in the sand and addicted? But as long as everyone doesn't gather around the sand, even if there are Gan family members around here, it is probably difficult to find the existence of motivation.

As for metal mines? After the wind and sand blow twice, countless sand grains will block the entrance of the cave again, and it looks like a huge sand dune from the outside.

Unless, the people who came to look for it were like Qi Jin, who could tell where there would be metal mines just by relying on some small differences under the sand.

Dig a hole, bury people! Duanfengbuer skillfully put his energy in the bunker again, clapped his hands and walked into the cave after burying it.

Endless world! Qi Jin suddenly opened his eyes in the sand, and the surrounding sand particles spread to both sides under the control of Dou Xin, forming a narrow range that can move, and took out the magic hat from Dou Jie.

"Huh, fortunately there is an endless world."

Looking at the broken body vigorously, even if he personally prepared the potion for such a serious injury, he would have to lie in bed for at least a month or two, so he should go to Uncle Adams to recover faster.

The black space flashed, and it was the familiar peaceful small village again. He dragged his broken body forward slowly and shook his head repeatedly. A few days ago, Pan Jia thought that he was already very good at medicine. Now that he was really injured, he realized that he was indeed a rookie in Uncle Adams' mouth.

"Are you injured again?" Adams put down the potion in his hand and looked at the enthusiasm outside the door: "The injuries are more serious than the previous ones. The bones, the fighting veins, and the fighting orifices are all damaged. This time you will get all the injuries you can. Next time, you may need to come to see me with less arms. Come in!"

The black earthen pot is the size of a fist, and it contains the potion for repairing the Doumai. The faint sweetness passes through the throat and quickly melts into the blood, moistening the damaged Doumai and Douqiao along the place where the blood passes.

Immediately, he felt an indescribable sense of refreshment, and his whole body felt like he was about to fly. He could clearly feel that those damaged Dou Meridians and Dou Acupoints were growing outward like bamboo shoots after rain.

Douqiao, Doumai, bones, flesh and blood, and organs...

Mo Jin raised his closed eyes slightly, he had never noticed a special power before, new student! This feeling of new life has a yearning for life, stretching and stretching non-stop, just like the progress and progress in one's fighting heart, but it is a little different.

Uncle Adams' potions are always so miraculous. In a short period of time, the wounds of the Dou Acupoints, Dou Vein, bones, flesh and organs have completely recovered, and waves of newborn power are filling the whole body.

He vigorously spit out a mouthful of turbid air in his body, turned his shoulders lightly, listened to the rattling sound in his body, and mobilized and felt the fighting spirit in his body again, as well as the newly formed special fighting spirit.

The scorching power is rolling and flowing in the Dou Xin and the one hundred and eight Death Dou Apertures. The heat that can even roast a person, but in the Dou Vein, it just gives people a kind of warmth, like bathing in the spring breeze, without the slightest aura of domineering.

Battle of killing demons? Momentum frowned slightly and inspected the strength in his body. The strength of fighting spirit in the fighting veins, after this experience of almost dying, has actually reached the strength of the first battle against demons!

How can it be so fast? Motivatedly raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, the speed of fighting energy can be improved in different ways through various special training and practicing fighting energy, but the amount of fighting energy!

It must take time to accumulate, to stimulate the potential in the body little by little, and to absorb the fighting spirit in the fighting crystal and fighting stone, so that it can gradually grow.

Except for the bloodline fighters who can awaken the power of their bloodlines and increase their battle energy like an instant volcanic eruption, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to achieve this kind of growth.

"I should still have potential, but this kind of growth..." Qian Jin shook his head slightly: "I didn't even feel that the potential was stimulated, let alone absorb it from Dou Jing Dou Shi, how could it be... Could it be..."

Submarine mine fighting skills! Momentum looked down at his hands, could it be that not all of the battle qi in Qian Chenyu's shattered Thunderbolt Fighting Technique was wiped out and entered into the iron breathing method, and some remained in the one hundred and eight live fighting skills?

Mo Jin closed his eyes and quietly felt the battle qi in his body. If the battle qi had just entered the body, there was still a certain difference from the battle qi that had been in the body for a long time. Although the difference was very, very subtle, as long as he felt it carefully, he could always feel it.

really! how so? He frowned and meditated vigorously, but he still couldn't understand why this happened. He had never heard that fighting qi could be given as a gift. If fighting qi could be given and taught, then the warriors in this world only need to inherit the fighting qi from their predecessors, and they would be instantly tyrannical to unimaginable levels.

Things that shouldn't have happened, but happened for real! I am trying to break my head with enthusiasm, but I still can't figure out why this happens. Is it the breathing method of blacksmithing? If it is the breathing method of blacksmithing, then it should all be absorbed into the new fighting heart, why is there so much power left in the living fighting aperture?

"Could it be Fengyun Douqi itself?" The vigorous finger tapped his chin lightly: "The cloud word of Fengyun Douqi can forcibly simulate a certain bloodline fighting skill. I haven't researched the word Fengyun to understand what is so special about it. Could it be said that this wind refers to all kinds of wind? Wind including tornado?"

Once the tornado comes out, any objects in its path will be drawn into it, twisted and turned into shattered pieces.

"What are you thinking about?" Adams roared in a rough voice, "You almost drank all the medicine, go to Xishan and get some for me! Here is the list of materials..."

Shaking his head vigorously, he temporarily gave up researching the root cause of his sudden surge in strength, took a look at the list of materials, and his eyes suddenly darkened. What are these? The heart of a medium monster [Roar to the Sky], the red eyes of a high-level monster [Bath Beholder], and the dancing grass? Although this thing is not a monster, it has a companion monster.

Wherever there is a dancing grass, there will be a high-level magical beast, the Chimeling Crane. Whenever the dancing grass starts to sway with the wind, such a high-level monster as the Chimelting Crane will also dance. It is rumored that the Chimelting Crane is a descendant of a dragon that no one has ever seen. Among the high-level monsters, it is more powerful than the Balrog.

"Are you asking me to die? Or are you asking me to collect materials?" Looking at the list of materials vigorously and quickly, many of the long list of materials at the back are relatively easy to find.

Adams rolled his big eyeballs and gave him an energetic look: "You boy, these days you often get hurt all over your body. I think you lack exercise, so you kindly find a few valuable opponents for you to practice with. Where, so much nonsense? Don't collect materials for me!"

Shaking his head vigorously and sighing, he trotted out of the Adams pharmacy, and smiled wryly: "Even if it's training, I should find some similar opponents. These monsters, I am a dish in front of them."

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