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Chapter 1120 Tongmai

pain!

The moment the pill was swallowed into his stomach, Lu Fan only felt that the dantian was about to explode!

The unparalleled heat and burning sensation was like a burning stove, which was now erupting in his stomach with boiling magma.

"puff!"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

Lu Fan widened his eyes and looked at the old man, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"You, you fucking, you can't refine medicine..."

"boom!"

It's like a volcano erupting!

Using the Dantian as the eruption point, Lu Fan only felt that his whole body was about to explode.

The blood in his body was as hot as magma. He could even watch his skin, red and hot all over, emitting a faint red halo. He could even see the red blood flowing in the blood vessels under his skin!

“Sheep, so hot!”

Lu Fan fell into the raindrops and rolled on the ground.

The heavy rain poured down, and it fell on him, and a stream of white smoke rose!

As soon as the rainwater touched his skin, it instantly evaporated by the hot temperature, turning into water vapor, rising into the air.

Until the burning sensation all over the body reached its peak, Lu Fan's rolling body suddenly stopped, suddenly tilted his head up, opened his mouth wide, and spit out three words from his throat. When he turned his eyes, he was still not awake on the spot.

Gu Fengming was stunned, then his face changed drastically. He pointed at Lu Fan who fainted and cursed loudly: "You little brat, you actually dare to scold people!"

But then, he sat on the chair of the Grand Master, breathed deeply, spoke like a loud voice, and said lightly: "At the peak of Chinese martial arts, there were many heroes. Today's so-called powerful ancient martial arts masters were like fireflies in that era, all covered by bright moon and stars."

"But the most terrifying thing is not the Xuanmen Taoist, nor the ancient martial arts venerable who condensed fifty and hundreds of true qi in his body, and the evil god-level surrender master were just trampled on by others in that era. A true strong man, his magical powers are enough to become a saint in his body, and his combat skills are invincible, killing all evil."

"However, this world is fair. Although it gives such people an unparalleled power, it also gives them all kinds of difficulties in the process of cultivation, causing them to experience all kinds of setbacks and hardships, and torture that ordinary people cannot suffer. If you are not careful, you will fall into a place of doom..."

"This has led to the fact that there are even fewer people who practice this path."

"And the "Martial Classic" I teach you now is a martial arts secret technique that I have condensed through my life practice and martial arts, and that I will not rely on any external objects to purely temper my body. This practice is extremely difficult. From the beginning of entering this sect, you are destined to be different from ordinary people."

"So, are you ready?"

At this time, Lu Fan was lying quietly in the rain, allowing the heavy rain to fall from the sky and wash his body.

In the darkness, a dark sound kept echoing in his mind, guiding him to maintain his last hint of awakening and slowly gathering the true qi gathered in the dantian. After the compression and accumulation to a certain extent, Lu Fan followed the sound guidance to guide these true qi to impact the meridians in his body...

Gather qi, impact, gather qi, impact.
Chapter completed!
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