Fairy Palace

At a critical moment, Ye Tian threw his fist and slammed into the monster while he could still move.

With a loud bang, Ye Tian's fist fell directly into the monster's chest, and then with five fingers, struggling to fist, the demon suddenly exploded, and even the body with the monster became a pile of minced meat.

The black shadow condensed into a mass in the air, screaming in anger, vaguely **** fangs appeared, the rotten breath instantly filled, Ye Tian couldn't help but take a deep breath to hold his breath, but Ye Tian's body began to become rigid.

Seeing the black shadow, he rushed over in an instant. This next day Ye Tian faced a situation of nine deaths. Now he tried his best to mobilize the golden blood in his body and wanted the fish to die, but the next moment, Ye Tian's body was no longer stiff and the black shadow disappeared.

Ye Tian saw this and turned away. The evil door of this shadow was far more than all the monsters he had seen, and this shadow seemed to be quite interested in himself, and other monsters could not see him at all.

But the next moment Ye Tian's footsteps stopped momentarily, because everything in front of him changed, and he looked up and found that there was no sunlight in the sky, and only some dark red spots. The sun seemed to be engulfed in an instant.

The consciousness is out, but it has no effect. Some are only fearful and quiet. It seems that there are no living things around, and you can even hear your own heartbeat.

This situation was never seen by Ye Tian, ​​only the ground under his feet did not seem to change, and the smell of decay became stronger and stronger.

Ye Tian concluded that the dark shadow was just playing ghosts, but the enemy was dark, he was bright, he had no advantage, and he could not see it, and he could not even judge the enemy ’s trail.

But soon Ye Tian discovered the difference. The ground under his feet was moving slowly. Ye Tian saw this and released his consciousness again, but still there was no gain.

Click, click, click ...

Continuous clicking sounds came from all directions, but he could not judge what was going on. Ye Tian ’s brain was spinning rapidly. This unknown danger made him feel the threat of death, although he still does not know who this is. Target yourself.

But this decaying smell is an important clue. Thinking of this, Ye Tian's body began to seep a small golden blood slowly, illuminating a small area around him, Ye Tian leaned closer to see, But it was a sigh, and I saw what the earth was at the foot, clearly a decaying wood.

But there was a moss that had already dried on the wood, showing a gray-green color. Ye Tian reached out and touched it, but it felt hard as iron. It seemed to have been for a long time, but the wood was not damaged at all, just this decay. The taste of it makes people have the illusion of quaintness, it seems that there are traces of years engraved here.

This makes Ye Tian extremely unacceptable. I am afraid that such a long time ago has already conceived his own spiritual wisdom, but this woodland has no signs of life, and it seems that there is no secret at all, but it is only a long time ago.

However, just as Ye Tian was about to leave, a vicissitude of voice passed gently: "Little friend ... Where ... and ... come?" The voice was intermittent, as if every word would consume words People have great energy.

Ye Tian didn't answer, but turned around and looked around, but found nothing, which made Ye Tian feel that the danger level here has once again increased by one level.

That voice didn't appear again until after two incense sticks, but this time the voice was weaker and spoke less.

"... This ... has a secret." After that, a huge gasp appeared, seeming to give Ye Tian directions.

Ye Tian listened, and slowly walked towards the place where the sound came out, but everything here gave Ye Tian a feeling of going wild.

Ye Tian didn't see the scene in front of him until he had left for a long time. There was a faint figure in a huge wooden wall that could not see the whole picture in an extremely weird posture.

With Ye Tian's arrival, the wooden wall began to crack, until the figure inside could move slowly. Ye Tian hurried back, but the voice appeared again.

"Don't ... fear, I ... sentence ... sentence man ... mang." The voice is weak to the extreme at this moment, there is no slight anger, it seems that the next moment will die.

"Can I help you to do something?" Ye Tian felt that he was almost dying, so he turned around lazily and straightforwardly.

"Save me." The two words Mangman said very clearly.

"How to save you?" Ye Tian asked.

"Attack ... God ... wood." Ju Mang's voice was very weak, but Ye Tian could see that he was very urgent.

Feeling the urgency of Jumang, Ye Tian not only did not attack the Shenmu, but took a few steps back. The vigilance in his eyes rose greatly. As one of the twelve ancestors, Jumang could be trapped in this Shenmu. I can't do anything about my current behavior.

Besides, as a ancestral witch of wood, Ju Mang can't break this **** tree. I am afraid that even if he is exhausted, he may not be able to break this **** tree, let alone save him, it is a fantasy.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian was hesitant to ask Jumang for help, especially when he saw that Jumang was struggling to get out of the divine tree, but a thought came up in his heart while he was sick.

But just after the idea, I heard Jumang said: "Although I have strength ... I don't save ten ... I save one ... but kill you ... You are as easy as a palm, and ... you have me ... I am under ... "" After saying so much in one breath, it is obviously a huge consumption for Jumang. Even the cracked Shenmu has recovered a lot, and there is no trace at all in the restored place, and it is still translucent. Jumang It creeps gently like a silkworm chrysalis inside.

Ye Tian looked at Jumang, looking at the surrounding environment, and an ominous sign rose in his heart. Without any hesitation, Ye Tian turned around and walked away, but a few steps away, the golden blood in his body began to violently riot, Even if Ye Tian's willpower was strong, he could not hold a few breaths and fell to the ground unconsciously.

When I woke up again, the surrounding area was still dark. Ye Tiangang was alone, and I heard the voice of Jumang: "Save me."

This time Ye Tian had no choice but to walk obediently to Shenmu and bombard the wooden wall in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Tian was sweating after a incense stick, but Shenmu was not damaged at all, only Ju Mang's body became weaker and weaker.

Nothing changed in the surroundings, but Ye Tian's body was gleaming with gold, and even a rare red color began to appear in some places, but the color was light and could not be noticed without careful inspection.

Jumang at the moment saw the golden light on Ye Tian's body, but he was full of joy, especially after seeing the undetectable red, he looked even better, and even taught him some unsecured secrets.

Ye Tian was slandering, he didn't want to do these things, but there was no way. What he could do was listen to Jumang's command and try his best to bombard the gods in front of him, until his hands were numb.

However, Ju Mang constantly asked him to adjust the posture of punching, especially every time he punched, he was forced to sink into the earth. Ye Tian was controlled by people at this moment, and he had no intention to control what Ju Mang said, but he put all his punches into full force. Play, as the Shenmu in front of you as a vent.

But to his disappointment, there was no effect, only the constant popping sounds told him that he was being squeezed by one of the twelve ancestors, but he was helpless.

Ye Tian's patience was finally exhausted, but Ju Mang, the dying man, still didn't let him go, and still asked him to punch Shenmu in the same way as before.

One punch

Two punches

Three punches

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237 Boxing

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Five hundred and forty two punches

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When Ye Tian hit 10,000 punches, Ju Mang stopped, and Ye Tian ’s physical strength once again hit a limit, but he heard Ju Mang said: "You just hit ten thousand punches in a row, just go and see Place. "There was another violent gasp after speaking.

Ye Tian's body has no strength anymore. After listening to Ju Mang's words, Ye Tian looked at Ju Mang, but his body didn't mean to move at all. All of this gave Ye Tian a kindness and being bullied. Feeling, and the desire for power appeared again in my heart, and the strong desire made him feel crazy.

But listening to the sentence, Mang said again: "You don't need to remember hate, in this case, you can't do anything except listen to my words." After you finished speaking, you stopped talking.

Ye Tian also struggled to get up to see where he had just punched. At first glance, it did not seem to be any different, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that some delicate branches and leaves began to appear at the place where Ye Tian had just attacked. Exuding a strong life force, Ye Tian could only smell for a little while, and the fatigue of the whole body disappeared instantly.

When I looked at Jumang again, I saw that Jumang's figure was also clearer. The body seemed to be solidified a lot, and even the facial features began to appear vaguely in the Shenmu.

"You continue, as long as you attack ten thousand fists again, that tender shoot will grow." After Ju Mang finished speaking, he looked at Ye Tian and smiled slightly.

With the blessing of this mysterious bud, Ye Tian strengthened each punch a lot, but Ye Tian slowly felt other changes, especially after each punch, his body seemed to be effortless, The source of power seems to be above the feet, to be precise, it should be above the gods under the feet.

Then he stopped and looked at Jumang, and he hadn't spoken for a long time, or he spoke first: "Why? Found it?"

"Yes, very different strength, only me, and does not consume the energy of the body." Ye Tian was full of respect when he spoke at this time, and there was no previous indifference and suspicion.

"My punching method is unyielding. As long as I have a strong heart, I can punch tens of thousands of times, and anything that lasts more than 10,000 times will be successful." Ju Mang is quite proud of talking about his boxing skills.

But at the next moment, Ye Tian's body began to bleed. I saw that the golden blood on the body was surging like sweat. Ye Tian wanted to control it, but it didn't help. He could only look at Ju Mang.

But he heard the sentence and said slowly: "Continue to punch, twenty thousand times, can't stop."

Ye Tian now has no way but to obey, stand up and work hard again against Shenmu. His fists are like mountains and rocks, and he is slammed in a bang, until the number of punches reaches 30,000, and his body has no golden blood flow. Out.

But Ju Mang told him that only by letting the strength and speed of the fist reach a new height can the stubborn illness of the outflow of golden blood be completely solved.

Ye Tian cursed a word in his heart, but he insisted on punching every day when he couldn't get thundered, and with more and more times, the strength of his body deepened again, and the strength and speed of punching began to increase greatly, until half a month later , Ye Tian's boxing speed can already disperse the sound, and can't continue.

The strength of the fist also allowed the previous bud to grow three more leaves. The vitality is unprecedented, and none of them can be broken by Ye Tian. It seems that as the bud grows, Jumang ’s body gradually appears. The phenomenon of flesh and blood rebirth.

Thinking about these things, Ye Tian felt a little sighed in his heart. When he first came here, Ye Tian looked at these humble gods, but he never imagined that he would be trapped by a legendary demon. Here, and has been taught by the demon for a long time, although there is no physical torture, but the mental suppression is more unbearable.

Even several times, Ye Tian wanted to tell Ju Mang to let me go, I have reached the limit.

But every time after this, Ye Tian would feel that he had fallen blood mold, and he would encounter such a big man, but Ye Tian ’s fist has almost become the nemesis of Shenmu, and now he can still stay on Shenmu with one punch. A white fist mark, but the sound is smaller. In extreme cases, there will be no sound when the fist hits it. This is the supreme state of this fist.

However, Ju Mang himself said that if one day, such a fist can destroy the master of the Huashen period, and make these abandoned people unable to practice from now on, it can be said that it is extremely overbearing.