When he was fighting with Luo Dongshui before, Wang Lang was about to break through, but Luo Dongshui didn't know that Wang Lang was his nephew at that time, so he didn't continue to fight when he saw Wang Lang break through quickly. He didn't give Wang Lang that chance.

At that time, Wang Lang felt stuck there. It felt very uncomfortable, as if he was about to pee, but he was scared and retracted his urine and couldn't pee.

But after fighting Shi Ling for a while today, Wang Lang found that the feeling was gradually coming, as if he couldn't urinate before, and now he began to urinate little by little. Once he felt comfortable, Wang Lang would break through. Although he could not break through to the Creation Realm, it would be OK to reach the late stage of the Peak Return Realm or even the peak of the Peak Return Realm.

Shi Ling's fists became even more dense. He wanted to solve Wang Lang before Wang Lang broke through, but Wang Lang was so sturdy that he was not so arrogant.

ah!

Shi Ling shouted angrily and punched Wang Lang in the chest. The fist was extremely fierce and strong, and the fist was wrapped with transparent but visible waves of air that were visible to the naked eye, which looked extremely magical.

The two were too close to each other, and Shi Ling hit Wang Lang's chest with one punch. Wang Lang's body, which was about 100 pounds, was directly beaten away by Shi Ling's fist.

After landing, Wang Lang's eyes were clear, as if he had thought of something. This time he did not retreat and rushed towards Shi Ling. Shi Ling punched Wang Lang back with a punch, then turned around and kicked Wang Lang into the sky.

While Wang Lang was still in mid-air, Shi Ling flew up from the sky, folded his hands together, then crossed his fingers, and clasped his hands into a fist and blasted towards Wang Lang again.

Wang Lang's body in the air was folded up by Shi Ling's punch and fell straight towards the ground. When he fell to the ground, Wang Lang let out a muffled groan.

But he didn't faint. He climbed up like a stunning Xiaoqiang. His eyes became clearer, and the blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth Wang Lang didn't care at all.

After getting up, Wang Lang rushed towards Shi Ling again, looking like he was hitting a stone with an egg, but the egg was developing towards the stone.

Shi Ling's true energy shook, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and rushed towards Wang Lang crazy. Shi Ling's fists were his weapons, and each of them was enough to be affected.

But at this time, Wang Lang was as crazy as if he had hit the medicine. He didn't care about Shi Ling's heavy punches, and he didn't dodge, and moved to take every punch of Shi Ling.

Shi Ling's heart tightened, and Wang Lang deliberately took Shi Ling's fist to explain a problem, that is, Wang Lang wanted to experience how the Qi on Shi Ling's fist came from by resisting damage.

After being hit by countless fists, Wang Lang finally understood what was going on.

This is a perfect fusion of speed and power, and the angle is also important. Each punch of Shi Ling is shot through a specific angle. The most important thing is that the clever combination of speed and power is just a thing of the past. The most important thing is not this, but the ability to release internal force, that is, it can release the qi in the body to form a qi that can kill people.

But Wang Lang is still a little worse, that is, about the realm of creation. The level of the realm of creation can allow the true qi in the body to be released out by a certain chance, thus forming Qi.

However, Shi Ling's state is a little different. Shi Ling has forcibly improved his combat power through the blood of the vampire. His Qi is not pure Qi, but Qi forced out with the help of the blood of the vampire. This damages the body greatly, but the vampire blood can repair itself, which allows Shi Ling to grasp this strength well. However, after all, it is not his ability to break through to the realm of creation, so Shi Ling can only force Qi to be released for a while. If it is too long, the damage speed to the body will be greater than the speed of the body's repair, which will cause Shi Ling to suffer a certain blow.

Wang Lang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he had gradually experienced that magical feeling.

However, Wang Lang still did not reach the realm of creation, so he could only take another strange path to the sword.

During the fight, Wang Lang had fire in his palm, which was created by the Fire God. Wang Lang suddenly discovered that Qi is also a very wonderful thing, and fire is also a very strange thing. These two things seem to be interoperable.

Fire seems to be able to turn into Qi, or fire is originally one of Qi. There are many complicated qi in heaven and earth. Wang Lang cannot use Qi from the realm of creation, so he can use the flame he can make himself.

However, the amount of fire still needs to be controlled well, otherwise it is easy to play with fire and burn yourself.

Shi Ling in front of him had already fallen into a crazy attack, and Wang Lang was hit like a ball.

But Wang Lang did not fall down. He was like a tumbler.

After Shi Ling kicked Wang Lang away, Wang Lang reached out and tore off the two threads from his clothes. After snapping his fingers and igniting them, Wang Lang held two balls of flames in both hands.

In a trance, when the Fire Demon taught Wang Lang this, he told Wang Lang to use internal force to ignite it. At that time, Wang Lang could not learn it at once, but later he slowly learned it. However, internal force did not play a big role, mainly speed and skills accounted for the majority. Now, when I think about it, the Fire Demon told Wang Lang intentionally or unintentionally what the Creation Realm was like.

Two balls of flames in his hand wrapped around Wang Lang's entire palm when Wang Lang's wrist was shaking. This scene made Shi Ling's pupils suddenly shrink. Without thinking, he used more force to rush towards Wang Lang crazy.

The flames in his hand flew in a flash. Wang Lang seemed to understand something. After pulling two threads and igniting them, he fought with Shi Ling with two balls of flames in both hands, and slapped Shi Ling's fist with one palm. The pain of Shi Ling retreated his hand without hesitation.

Shi Ling looked at Wang Lang and knew that if he didn't kill quickly, it would be too late. Wang Lang had already broken through just now. Now Shi Ling was practicing for Wang Lang. If he persisted for a while, if Wang Lang realized some lethal skills, he would definitely feel good.

But now Shi Ling no longer has the ability to kill Wang Lang. At this time, Wang Lang is no longer the Wang Lang at the beginning.

Now Shi Ling finally understood why every time he sent to kill Wang Lang, he was not a minion.

"Ghost Hand, come here and kill the Black Dragon King with me!" Shi Ling roared.

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment. The ghost hand over there was also a diligent moment. The skill of distracting the spirit was thrust on the face and rolled backwards.

"Isn't it enough to kill him alone?" Ghost Hand shouted angrily.
Chapter completed!