40,000 Years of Cultivation

When Li Yao met Li Jialing, the teenager had just completed a daily training under twenty times the gravity.

The Imperial First Military Hospital is not a sanatorium shining with holy rays. Patients undergoing restorative treatment here never care about injecting more pain into their bodies to stimulate cell growth, recover as soon as possible, or even exceed their limits.

However, even if the facilities in the First Military Hospital are the most advanced, the gravity training room No. 1, which is the most difficult and can cause the most pain, cannot fully meet Li Jialing's needs.

The little lion seemed to have not eaten enough, pacing back and forth between the arc and flames, and every inch of his skin was making a hungry neigh.

In the past half month, Li Yao has been busy with the transformation of the Jinjing Tower. He hasn't seen his little brother for a long time. When I saw him today, he felt that he had grown a lot without knowing it-his slightly thin body was crystallized. The muscles like rock bombs are packed full, the shoulders are wide enough to carry the battleship, and the hands are big and big, as if they can crush the spar chariot with one hand. There are ripples around the body that are enough to tear the air, especially hidden under the skin. There are golden lines that shine only when the light shines, and he adds a bit of unconcealable domineering, as if a young boy is about to break out of his cocoon and complete his evolution from a boy to a man.

The huge training hall No. 1 was empty, only Li Jialing was alone, and...the ground was covered with debris and debris.

Li Yao calmly scanned the ground and the data of the main crystal brain next to it, and found that in the past five minutes, under the restraint of twenty times the gravity, Li Jialing removed hundreds of psionic puppets and more than twenty in one breath. The Tai spar tanks—those heavy armored tanks capable of withstanding the bombardment of the main artillery were bombarded alive by him.

At this moment, there are still dozens of flying swords controlled by the tiny crystal brain, rushing around Li Jialing swiftly, making sharp neighs at him from time to time, and shooting at his vital points mercilessly.

However, Li Jialing's seemingly sturdy figure turned into a cloud of ambiguous golden glow, strolling leisurely in the sword formation like dozens of flying swords, flowers and butterflies, with ease.

Seeing that the little brother who was rescued by him from "City in the Sky, Manzhushahua" more than a year ago, grew up to today's state at an incredible speed, Li Yao was really moved.

He originally thought that his cultivation speed was amazing enough, but only when he saw Li Jialing did he know what it means to have a mountain outside the mountain, and there are people outside the world.

No way, although he had many adventures on the road to growth, and his own cultivation was not crazy, but in the early training career before the age of eighteen, there was neither a famous teacher nor sufficient resources, so he could only say that he practiced blindly— -Foster father is an excellent craftsman, but his way of fighting is unremarkable. His foundation is only laid in the tomb of the magic weapon and fighting with trash bugs.

Li Jialing was different. He was favored by Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi before he was born. I don’t know what method Li Linghai used to prepare this seed of life. After it was conceived, he was cultivated locally by Li Lingfeng and Wu Yinglan at all costs. Many processing methods are cruel, but it does inject unparalleled power into the depths of his cells. These powers eventually met the inheritance of "Wu Yingqi 2.0" and reacted unspeakably, creating such a rare unique Strong presence!

"It's not that I'm not talented enough, it's just that Jialing is too **** enchanting!"

Li Yao can only comfort himself in this way.

"Brother Yao?"

Li Jialing's perception was extremely keen, even though Li Yao didn't make the slightest sound, he still noticed Li Yao's arrival and looked back in surprise.

This time around, the flawless evasion broke his power in an instant, seeing dozens of flying swords hit his vitals.

A golden glow flashed through the young man's eyes, and a circle of pale golden psychic shields swelled out of his body. He forcibly locked dozens of flying swords in the air, no matter how the tip of the sword trembled, he couldn't go deeper into half an inch.

"it is good!"

Li Yao couldn't bear it anymore, yelled, stepped into the gravity training room, moved his wrists and ankles, and laughed, "Come on, Brother Yao will practice with you and see how much you have improved in the past few months. !"

"Really?"

Li Jialing's eyes lit up, his nostrils widened with excitement, and he shouted, "Okay, Brother Yao, be careful, I'm here!"

The golden spiritual flames all over his body skyrocketed, and dozens of flying swords that had originally attacked him were all wrapped up by him, and they gathered into a golden torrent, but instead rushed towards Li Yao, and Li Jialing’s figure was covered by the torrent of flying swords. Grasp a few claw marks deeply on the iron-hard ground and whizzed towards Li Yao!

Li Yao's retina was full of phantoms of golden flying swords.

The corners of his mouth also evoked a hungry arc, the shirt moved slightly, and was torn to pieces by the flying sword in an instant, but the real body in the shirt flashed behind Li Jialing at an incredible angle, and grabbed a car. The barrel of the spar wreckage.

"drink!"

Li Yaojing was topless, and his dragon-like blood vessels protruded violently. He swept the wreckage of dozens of tons of chariots faster than flying swords. He slammed Li Jialing with his head and blasted the little lion into the air. .

This is far from over. At the moment when Li Jialing lost his center of gravity, Li Yao stepped heavily on the ground, agitating the vibrancy of the earth and the mountains, and under the psychic explosion, the wreckage of the remaining seven or eight spar chariots were also lifted. He flew into the air, and immediately afterwards, he also jumped up, and then came first, smashing the wreckage of one chariot after another, and hammering hard towards Li Jialing.

Li Jialing was like a poor fly. He was constantly swatted by the fly swatter, and instantly became bloody.

However, after the wreckage of six consecutive tanks burst, the wreckage of the seventh tank rushed into the air.

Li Jialing disappeared!

Li Yao floated in mid-air, squinted his eyes, scanned the entire gravity training field, and found nothing.

Until the end, directly below him, a wild and beast-like savage aura burst out!

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

Li Jialing screamed like a devil, his skin was chapped, his figure exploded, and his half-gold and half-black hair stood up, but he turned into a terrifying monster with a height of more than four meters!

Transformation-This is the painful concoction of "Sky City, Manzhushahua" for nearly two decades, and it has brought him the gift of supernatural power!

At the beginning, in the battle of "Blasting the Sky City", Li Yao fought against Wu Yinglan after transformation for 300 rounds. He was deeply impressed by this skill.

Li Jialing's transformation was more brutal and thorough than Wu Yinglan's, and it could even trigger a weak warning in the depths of Li Yao's brain.

Li Jialing's turret-like legs stomped heavily on the ground, pushing the ground out of cobweb-like cracks, and charging towards Li Yao in mid-air like a cannonball. At the same time, both hands fiercely threw out two pieces of burning wreckage. Forcing Li Yao to be unable to dodge, he could only slap him head-on.

"boom!"

Where the two psychic energy collided, a shining shock wave blasted out. Li Yao was bounced high by the shock wave and hit the top of the dome all the way, but Li Jialing was smashed to the ground, and the whole person was embedded in super alloy steel. Made of the floor.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong, Jialing!"

Li Yao wiped a handful of wet nosebleeds and exclaimed, "You can get a nosebleed out of me! You know, looking at the entire Pangu universe, there will be no more than ten masters who can get a nosebleed out of me. You have this kind of strength. You can go!"

"..."

Despite becoming an extremely ugly monster, Li Jialing still wanted to take a bite, "Bah!"

But before he could "Bah" exit, suddenly a very strong warning came out.

Above the dome, Li Yao's brazen figure gradually distorted and dissipated, turning out to be just an illusion.

But the real Li Yao, taking advantage of the momentum that the shock wave exploded just now, kept his breath and hid behind him!

When Li Jialing reacted, it was too late.

His left ankle was tightly held by Li Yao, and Li Yao swung his huge body like a meteor hammer, smashed it against the wall and the floor, hitting him several hundred times before leaving him far away. Get out.

And in the whole process, there was still a line of spiritual silk like spikes, poking into his blood vessels and bone marrow along the ankle, so that he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back!

"If this is the result of your practice for several months, then I'm really disappointed."

Li Yao said lightly, "Such an ugly appearance, shouldn't it be your ultimate form? I remember that you seem to be able to ‘three-stage transformation’ is it right? Come on, let me see your true style!"

"it is good!"

Li Jialing grinned, his heart was in pain, but his fighting spirit also raged as the pain exploded. Circles of golden flow lines appeared all over his body, his huge figure began to shrink, and his **** skin condensed into pale golden scabs. The scab peeled off, and strands of silky golden hair grew again, turning from an ugly monster to a mighty and mighty lion demon standing up!

However, before he completely set up his posture, there were countless burning debris and whistling shock waves that smashed over.

"Let Yao brother teach you a little more combat experience-if you have to transform, you must be fast and concealed enough. On the battlefield, which fool will wait for you to transform!"

Li Yaojie laughed weirdly, smashing all the debris that could be used as weapons around Li Jialing, and whispered while smashing, "It's so cool, so cool. I can beat him now, so I can finish the addiction quickly. I won’t be able to beat him in two years...then I won’t compete with him again, hehehehe!"

In a moment, a large pile of wreckage drowned the poor golden lion demon.

The molten iron and copper juice melted by Li Yao at a high temperature melted together, and was quickly cooled down again, like a huge iron lump.

Li Jialing was inside, making no sound, and he couldn't even perceive the least bit of his life's magnetic field.

Li Yao was really enjoyable, and he couldn't help worrying now: "No, it stands to reason that the little guy shouldn't be so casual. The inheritance of'Wu Yingqi 2.0' is too common? Huh, it's not right. , This is, this is—"

"boom!"

The iron tuo formed by countless remains suddenly burst open, and a brand-new Li Jialing sank and floated in mid-air. He had restored his human form, but he had undergone earth-shaking changes from his original appearance-full of long hair. They all turned into swords of gold, dragging them all the way down to the waist. Both pupils and whites of the eyes were all submerged by the golden ocean. The looming gold patterns all over the body were fully highlighted, like a seamless golden battle armor, with strands of teeth and claws. The purple arc like a dragon, lingering between the golden golden eyes, not only "cracking", but also faintly roaring!

"Wow!"

Li Yao was dumbfounded, only thinking that his eyes were going to be blinded, "How can it—so cool!"

"Sorry, Brother Yao."

Li Jialing lightly brushed off the debris from his body, and said seriously, "In the past three months, I have digested and absorbed the inheritance of Wu Yingqi 2.0, and practiced one more transformation. The lion demon form just now is just a transition. , Is my most perfect ultimate form!"