"boom!"
Deep in the ground, a demon in the middle stage of nourishing Qi was punched to death by Huang Zheng.
The power was absorbed by him, and the profound energy came rolling in.
Huang Zheng continued to kill without stopping. He was now racing against time.
You must be promoted to the late Qi Yang stage within three months.
This is impossible in the eyes of others, but Huang Zheng is not difficult.
His cultivation speed is forty times that of others, three months, in fact, is one hundred and twenty months, which is equal to ten years.
What's more, slaughtering the qi-raising demon underground will also continuously increase his strength.
Three months in the eyes of ordinary people may be ten years in Huang Zheng's eyes.
He has already planned to practice hard underground for two months, and then go out to Mitian to take a look. It would be best if there is a chance, but there is no other way.
Now that Huang Zheng has been promoted to Yangqi, his strength has skyrocketed by countless times. Killing the Yangqi demons on the second floor of the underground is simply one punch. If you use the Overlord Tongtian Fist, you can kill several with one punch, but this is too exhausting. The skill will be exhausted after a dozen punches.
Fortunately, Huang Zheng recovered quickly. If it was someone else, he would have escaped from the ground long ago, and would not dare to stay here.
After killing for a full month, Huang Zheng's murderous aura burst into the sky, as long as he didn't deliberately hide it, just standing there would scare an ordinary bone refining demon to collapse and flee.
At this time, he has formed his own momentum.
Ye Weiyi, an extremely talented man with a high status, has always leapfrogged to kill people, and he is always at a disadvantage. Wherever he goes, he also has his own momentum, a kind of supercilious, invincible momentum.
Fang Dinghou has been in a high position since he was a child, and has a prominent status. He has his own momentum when he goes to that station.
Now, Huang Zheng has formed his own momentum. His momentum is full of murderous intent and awe-inspiring murderous aura. Standing there, he looks like an iron-blooded killing machine.
He killed for a full month, killed countless demons in the early and mid stages of Qi cultivation, and killed several demons in the late stage of Qi cultivation. Finally, he found that all the gods and demons that appeared in his divine sense became clear.
And similarly, because he was promoted to Yangqi, the help provided to him by killing the demon who raised Qi was not as great as before. He used to refine bones, and killing Yangqi supplemented it hugely.
It seems that he has to leapfrog to kill Ningshen again
Huang Zheng decided to kill the Ningshen demon.
The third layer of the ground is the gathering place for the late stage of nourishing Qi and the early stage of concentration.
Huang Zheng walked into the third floor.
Huh, huh, huh, the third layer of yin wind is strong, the cold wind is like a knife, and the yin wind in mid-air is as sharp as a knife.
As soon as he went in, before he could stand still, Chichi, the clothes on his body were torn apart on the spot after being blown by the wind.
What a terrible wind? Huang Zheng had lingering fears in his heart. If it wasn't for his treasured body, which normally raises Qi to come here, without a magic weapon to protect him, the wind would kill them all.
He raised his breath and went deep, the wind kept blowing on him, there was nowhere to hide from the wind, he choked, and after a while, his clothes were all in tatters, Huang Zheng looked around and saw nothing. The man simply tore the clothes on his body to shreds, and rushed in naked.
Naked, Huang Zheng rushed to the third floor.
Woohoo, a few demons in the later stage of Qi Cultivation walked over screaming.
"Hehehe, his flesh and blood are so white and tender, like a girl." The devil laughed maniacally, looking greedily at Huang Zheng's body, as if seeing the most delicious food in the world.
Looking for death, Huang Zheng flies like a wolf into a herd of sheep.
"Domineering and rampant", Huang Zheng punched out, the overlord's fist, with a bang, like a cannonball hit directly in front of the first demon.
The demon sneered and reached out to grab it.
Well, the demon's palm wrapped around Huang Zheng's iron fist.
However, immediately his face began to change drastically. On top of the iron fist, there was a kind of power that seemed to be the killer of demons, and it rushed into his body instantly.
"What kind of power is this?"
"Bang!" The demon was smashed to pieces, and the energy was absorbed by Huang Zheng.
In the late stage of nourishing Qi, he was smashed to pieces by Huang Zheng's punch.
"Not good, go back quickly." The other demons saw the clue and couldn't have physical contact with Huang Zheng, because his power was too weird.
"Overlord Fengyue!"
Huang Zheng was strolling in the garden, walking back and forth in a leisurely way, and with a flick of his footsteps, he caught up with another underground demon.
Bang, he punched again, but the demon stretched out his finger, swish, and a ray of light hit his fist.
Wow, the demon groaned and fell out, but it was not smashed to pieces like the previous one.
Huang Zheng's footsteps were fast, but those who nourished their energy receded faster, seeing that they could not get close to them, suddenly Huang Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, wow, his throat made a strange cry of ancient gods and demons, and his hands changed instantly, as huge as a devil's claw , a furry hand of gods and demons appeared in the midair.
"The way of yin and yang to capture the dragon!"
With the power of gods and demons, he displayed heaven-level supernatural powers.
The Overlord Tongtian Fist is used for close combat, and the Yin-Yang Capturing Dragon Way is used to break through the air and catch people.
He broke out suddenly, and he used heaven-level supernatural powers, and another underground demon was caught in his hand before he could run back in time.
"Under the watchful eyes of the king of gods and demons, my lowly subjects will surely receive the wrath of the demon king..." Huang Zheng was holding the demon like an ordinary dead dog, and his naked body exuded Holy light.
"Chichi" the demon melted in the light.
The rest of the demons looked horrified and turned pale and screamed.
"The curse of the demon king, this is the curse of the ancient king of gods and demons, how could it appear in the world?"
Run away, they know they are invincible, only the more advanced demons use overwhelming force to kill Huang Zheng.
The demon collapsed and fled in all directions.
Huang Zheng continued to pursue, the further he went in, the stronger the wind became. Now he understands why there are no other fellows here. Ordinary people can't even deal with the dark wind, let alone come in to hunt demons.
Whoosh, whoosh, Huang Zheng chased in, and found that the inside was like a cave, one hole connected to another, except that the top was higher, and he felt like he had come to a group of caves, the wind came out from nowhere, blowing To the body, already faintly aching.
"Who is looking for death, who dares to come to our third underground floor?" A very arrogant and domineering voice came into Huang Zheng's mind at this moment.
Huang Zheng stopped, looked up, and saw two huge shadows through the heavy wind.
These two demons are as tall as hills, stepping on the ground, coming thumping.
"Giant spirits and demons are as tall as mountains and extremely powerful." Their information flashed through Huang Zheng's mind. This is a demon in the early stage of concentration. It is extremely rare but extremely powerful.
The concentration masters of the Sword Pointing School are single-handed, and even in the middle stage of concentration, they dare not fight them.
Huang Zheng's thoughts just flashed through when he saw the two huge figures whiz in front of him, becoming less and less, and finally, walking in front of Huang Zheng, they turned into two human figures.
At the realm of concentrating on the devil, he can already transform into a human form, which looks not much different from the human race.
"Boy, you are really courting death. No one has come to the third floor for many years when you order the sword sect. You are so brave." The devil on the left startled Huang Zheng when he opened his mouth.
What, no one from my Sword Sect has come to the third floor for many years? What about Neidan masters? What about the elites in the late stage? Don't dare to come
He was still thinking about this question, when suddenly there was wind in the back of his head, and someone sneaked up on him in an instant.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two shiny black iron claws unexpectedly appeared from mid-air, and hit Huang Zheng's back of the head in a mysterious manner.
This is Huang Zheng, for the first time in a long time, encountering a demon that can make himself invisible.
This demon was extremely insidious and ferocious. It attacked Huang Zheng from stealth, and hit Huang Zheng in the back of the head in an instant, trying to kill him in one fell swoop.
Now Huang Zheng finally understands why no one dares to go to the third floor. There are even invisible demons here, which is too dangerous.
"Bang!" Huang Zheng's mind was severely injured, and his whole body fell out like a flying stone, and then he fell to the ground with a heavy plop, and his identity stopped after he rowed a full dozen feet.
"Hehehehe..." A demon in human form came out from the invisible. She turned out to be a beautiful female demon with naked body, exactly the same as Huang Zheng. Her body had a kind of transparent white, which looked extremely strange.
"Transparent demon, good at invisibility, can change, and melt into one with the surrounding..."
"This kid's head is extremely hard, so it's a bit weird?" The transparent demon looked at his claws, and seemed a little puzzled why there were no bloodstains on the claws. Her claws should be able to shatter Huang Zheng's mind on the spot. .
"Stinky Sanba, you are dead." Huang Zheng rubbed his head and stood up slowly.
The body of the treasure can't withstand a blow from a concentrated master. Fortunately, these three or eight are just empty hands. If there are heaven-level supernatural powers or treasures, Huang Zheng will be killed by one blow.
"Hey, this kid really has some skills?" The two giant spirits and demons looked at each other.
"I heard that this kid has the power to restrain us, don't get close to him, kill him."
With a kill word, the giant spirit demon on the left took the lead, wow, he was still in human form, but his big hand became extremely huge, and he slapped Huang Zheng.
A huge handprint flew over like lightning, Huang Zheng hurriedly dodged, whoosh, jumped to the side, boom, a huge handprint was hit on the ground where he was standing just now.
"Strike of Evil Spirits!"
Another giant demon roared up to the sky, stretched out his hand to grab it in the void, and a spear slowly appeared in his hand.
"Boy, this is made by condensing my century-old blood. You are lucky to die under him."
Huang Zheng knew that the underground demons had no masters, no supernatural powers, and no magic weapons. Only by killing human masters could they obtain magic weapons and supernatural powers.
Like the Dianjian sect, all Qi Yang disciples are not allowed to carry the jade slips with heaven-level supernatural powers on them, they can only be remembered in their minds, and even if they fall into the hands of the devil, they are just ordinary supernatural power jade slips.
This demon is a magic weapon condensed with his own blood, and in the demon world, it is called a magic weapon.
The power of magic treasures may not be as powerful as spirit weapons, but they are not inferior to treasure weapons, and the most terrifying thing about magic treasures is that they will not be broken. They are condensed in the void and can be broken and reassembled.
"Whoosh" he raised his arms, and the "Evil Spirit Strike" flew towards him like a flying arrow. Behind the spear, with a long tail of light, it swept out beautiful lines in the air.
In Huang Zheng's eyes, there was a bang in Huang Zheng's eyes when he threw it normally. It was like a mountain was pressing down in front of him. This spear carried the strength of a mountain and had the power to overwhelm everything.
I dodged, I dodged, Huang Zheng moved left and right, but the spear kept chasing after him. On the spear's body, even a huge devil's face appeared. He opened his teeth and claws, tearing the world apart.
Huang Zheng had no choice but to make a hard call.