Gao Wu: The Body Cells Are So Competitive That They Want To Become Immortals

A cluster of golden flames entangled in his hair.

Luo Jun opened his eyes, and some flames escaped from the eye sockets. He snapped his fingers with a 'snap', and a cluster of flames appeared at the fingertips.

Don't look at it as just a flame.

As soon as this small cluster of flames appeared, one could feel the space collapse.

The air in the entire sky was burned up in an instant.

The temperature in the air instantly rose to countless levels.

It became hot and dry.

The people below were inexplicably hot and sweating profusely.

The True Fire of Samādhi

It can be regarded as more refined, a little bit stronger than fur.

boom!

His aura suddenly skyrocketed!

The invisible pressure spread in all directions around him.

The people watching below were caught off guard and felt a sense of distance.

Ordinary people were directly crushed to the ground.

The Practitioners lowered their heads with difficulty, even having difficulty breathing.

The army chief felt the heavy pressure all over his body, tears of relief appeared in his old eyes, and he said excitedly: "Great, Luo Jun has become the ultimate God of War? Dage, I have waited so long, Someone finally took over your position as Inspector..."

air.

"Concentrate the lung energy, the day after tomorrow is the ghost, innate is the righteousness, empty the anger, then the soul will be calm, the golden energy of the Western Baidi is in the Yuan Dynasty."

Luo Jun recited the scriptures, and the innate qi in his body naturally gathered in his lungs.

The fourth realm of the five energies towards the Yuan Dynasty is achieved by condensing the lung qi.

He entered the fourth floor of Qi Refining.

From now on, after passing through the last level of the Five Qi Chaoyuan, the next practice route will be the famous one in myths and legends——Three Flowers Gathering on the Top!

He felt the breath he released, suffocating the people below.

Quickly gather breath into the body.

The whole person becomes back to basics, without any energy stirring in his body.

click.

Pieces of thin dead skin fell off his body, falling down with his actions.

Reborn again.

But after so many times of washing the marrow and cutting the veins, there are almost no impurities left in the body, and there is not much dead skin.

In the eyes of people in awe.

Luo Jun descended from the sky.

"Brother Luo Jun...have you entered the ultimate God of War...that Realm?"

The chief of the army looked at Luo Jun anxiously, rubbed his hands, and asked nervously.

Luo Jun didn't know how to explain it, so he pondered for a moment and said, "Let's just say it."

Although he has never experienced the ultimate God of War, he can be sure that he slapped him to death.

The sudden increase in strength, but there is no reference to understand the limit of own.

Luo Jun is eager to know where the limit of own strength is...

After getting an almost affirmative answer from Luo Jun, the Army Chief took a deep breath, clenched his fists excitedly, and said excitedly: "It's really great, our Jiangnan base city finally doesn't have to look at other people's faces to act."

He said solemnly again: "As for the death of the master of the martial arts hall, I will settle and explain it. In the future, you will be the city master of our base city. It is a trivial matter to execute a wimp."

"Then it's troublesome, brother."

Luo Jun nodded with a smile, and looked at Nan Feng, who was lying on the ground with large characters, God of War.

But he, with his scorched red eyes, was staring blankly at the sky.

As a high-level God of War, his resilience is amazing, and his serious injuries have recovered a little.

He also saw Luo Jun's performance just now.

And at this moment.

The mental state of Nan Feng God of War is somewhat abnormal.

"Why?"

he muttered to himself.

"My level is higher than his. He was just an ordinary Practitioner a year ago."

Nan Feng only felt that the tip of his nose was sore, his eye sockets were blurred and moist, and he was talking to himself like a dream...

"I have practiced for longer than him."

"Practice harder than him!"

"But the world... is so kind to him!"

Nan Feng God of War took a deep breath, blew his nose, and clenched his fists, "It's all my fault!"

"I shouldn't be here..."

Nan Feng God of War stared blankly at the sky, "If I don't come..."

"I won't frame Luo Jun!"

"If I don't frame Luo Jun..."

Nan Feng God of War's eyes trembled slightly, the condensed tears inside seemed to be boiling, and the water accumulated in the corners of the eyes became more and more, and finally turned into two lines of clear tears, sliding down both sides of the cheeks...

His voice was choked with tears, "You won't be humiliated!"

A little crystal liquid even flowed out of the nostrils, but he subconsciously sucked it in again.

"If I'm not humiliated..."

"You won't see the injustice of the world. He was an ordinary Practitioner a year ago, he just became God of War not long ago, and now he has become the ultimate God of War..."

Hoo hoo...

Nan Feng, God of War, was sobbing slightly, with his mouth pursed, his eyes filled with tears, and he murmured to himself, "I'm still the one..."

He choked up completely, and said to himself in a crying voice: "Happy Nan Feng."

Luo Jun is unreasonably powerful and has incredible attack methods. After the fight, he easily advanced to become the ultimate God of War.

This deeply stimulated Nan Feng who was training hard.

He felt that God was unfair.

Luo Jun: "???"

Listening to Nan Feng's self-report of God of War, why did he suddenly feel a little helpless?