The more he thought about it, Bai Ling's heart became more amazed.
This physical strengthening technique is really terrifying.
She could see that Lin Jiusheng was just a simple punch, and he had not yet exerted his full strength.
"You attack me with all your strength." Bai Ling said solemnly.
"Okay!" Lin Jiusheng's fighting spirit arose, and he struck Tianlongquan directly.
Tianlongquan is calculated according to rank, it should be Huang Shangpin.
The whole body's yang energy circulated in his hands, and Lin Jiusheng attacked with a punch.
With this fist swiping over, a faint sound of a dragon can still be heard.
A fist wind exploded directly from Lin Jiusheng's fist. The fist blew on Bai Ling's body, and his clothes were blown to the ground.
Bai Ling's expression was extremely serious, and he snorted, raising his hand to block it.
"boom"
With a crisp sound, Bai Ling stepped back seven or eight steps, Lin Jiusheng stayed still, looking at her with his eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Jiusheng just wanted to smile, and suddenly felt a pain in his arm, which made his smile instantly converge.
"Your meridians have not been completely repaired, so let's sit for a while." Bai Ling walked over.
Lin Jiusheng nodded and sat down.
"How about Senior Bai Ling?" Lin Jiusheng asked softly, with some expectation in his voice.
"Well, it's amazing! If the cultivator of the spiritual realm does not defend you, you will surely kill him if you go down with this punch, so this punch is your trump card. Don't use it as a last resort." Bai Ling said seriously.
"I understand." Lin Jiusheng said.
It's a pity that the rank of the Tianlong Fist is too low, only punching and killing punches. If the punch is of high rank, I am afraid that if this punch continues, the cultivator in the middle of the spiritual realm will also be killed.
Refining the meridians of the two hands is so powerful. If you refining other meridians, isn't it that the spiritual cultivation realm is no longer an opponent.
Lin Jiusheng hurriedly followed the thoughts in his heart to Bai Ling. After hearing that, Bai Ling shook his head and said, “It’s not difficult to get through the meridians of your arm. You only need to bear the pain. But if you want to get through the rest of your body, you can bear it. It's not as simple as pain."
"What's more, my realm has not been completely repaired. If my peak realm is opened to you, you can suffer less pain. Moreover, the body meridians are very complicated. This matter has to be gradually progressed.
Lin Jiusheng nodded
, I also understood this truth in my heart, and smiled and said, "I am impatient."
After resting for a while, Lin Jiusheng felt that the pain in his arm was reduced a lot.
According to Bai Ling's statement, all the yang energy is gathered in the hands, which undoubtedly puts a lot of pressure on the meridians of the arm, and this trick can only be used twice at most.
If you use too much, even if the meridians are strong, it will be broken by Yang Qi.
"Well, I understand." Lin Jiusheng nodded earnestly.
Then looking at the twelfth floor, Lin Jiusheng walked towards the twelfth floor.
As he walked over, the eyes of the people outside the stone tower lit up.
Eleven people have been trapped on the eleventh floor for a day and a night, and now someone has finally stepped out of the eleventh floor.
"I don't know that it is the talent of that family."
Just as Lin Jiusheng stepped into the twelfth floor, the tenth floor suddenly emitted a light, and then a young man walked out covered in blood.
The young man couldn't get to the eleventh floor, so he could only go back to the tenth floor and asked the tenth-floor old man to send him out.
"It's the disciple of the Qin family, Qin Huai!" Seeing the youth's face, these people spoke.
Qin Huai was a genius disciple of the Qin family. He was only eighteen years old, and he had reached the peak of the Sky Yin Realm and possessed many of the core techniques of the Qin family.
After seeing him come out, many people showed surprises.
"Qin Huai is ashamed of the patriarch and failed to break through the thirteen-story stone tower." Qin Huai clasped his fist, his voice full of guilt.
"It's pretty good to be able to keep a life." Patriarch Qin said softly, waving his hand to let him sit down.
Soon after Qin Huai came out, disciples from other families were also sent out.
A total of seven disciples from the thirteen clan were sent out, and all of them were scarred and faceless.
Like Qin Huai, they couldn't pass the eleventh floor and could only retreat. If they didn't retreat, the eleventh floor sword formation would be enough to kill them.
"Let's talk about it, what the eleventh-story stone tower is, let the seven of you come out." Shangguan Ling asked in a deep voice.
"The eleventh floor of the stone tower is a sword formation composed of eleven monks at the peak of the cloudy sky. The swords are unpredictable, and the swordsmanship is extremely fast." Qin Huai said.
Qin Huai thought of the swordsmanship of the eleven-story stone tower, and his expression was a little flustered. The eleven-story stone tower was too difficult to break through.
Life is lost.
Hearing Qin Huai's words, he took a breath one by one, but he didn't expect the eleven-story stone tower to be so difficult to break through.
The eleven cultivators at the peak of the Sky Yin Realm, fearing that they would be beaten back when they entered the Spiritual Primordial Cultivation Realm.
It's no wonder that seven people have left. It's not that these six people are too weak, but that Shita is too abnormal.
"There are four more people." Shangguan Ling said softly.
Clan Chief Xia glanced at the corpse next to the stone tower, and then said: "My Xia family's Xia Sheng is still in the stone tower."
"Shangguan Aotian is also here." Shangguan Ling said.
"The Huacheng of my Chinese family is also here." The Hua family long said.
"So how do you say, there is another person! Is this a disciple of your other clan?" Shangguan Ling looked around and asked.
People from other families shook their heads, their disciples either died, or they couldn't make it to the eleventh floor.
"It's weird, there are only three in theory, why is there one more?" Qin family said.
Hearing the whispers of thirteen families, Hualin looked towards Wuqiu and said, "Brother Lin hasn't come out yet, there must be one of these four people."
"Yes!" Wu Qiu nodded, and hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Enjoy the thirteen Patriarchs, and there is one other person I know. He is Lin Jiusheng of the Wuling tribe, and he is still in the stone tower."
The thirteen patrons frowned, with a mocking smile on their faces.
The Wuling tribe is a small tribe, how can there be geniuses.
"Really, my brother Lin is still inside. Among these four people, there is my brother Lin alone." Hua Lin was not convinced.
Although these family masters have advanced cultivation bases, they all look down on their tribe disciples in the Northern Wilds, which really makes them disgusted in their hearts.
"It's really possible, after all, most of the bodies of the thirteen family disciples are outside the stone tower."
"You must be negligent. People from the Northern Wilds don't know how to break into the eleven-story tower. This is incredible."
The other clan leaders nodded, knowing from Qin Huai that these eleven-story towers were too abnormal, and their genius disciples couldn't get through. How could a person from the northern wasteland break in.
"Uge, they don't believe it." Hua Lin said angrily.
"They will know when Brother Lin comes out, and they will know that dogs look down on people." Wu Qiu said angrily.
(End of this chapter)