The bald man with a gray robe and magic name Hongwen was one of the official disciples under Master Zhiguang of Yunruo Temple.

When he saw him, whether it was Mr. Lang Liu or Yu Renjie, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he was honest in an instant.

"Senior Brother Hongwen!"

"Master Hongwen!"

Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie respectfully saluted the bald man.

Ignoring Yu Renjie, Hongwen's gaze fell directly on Mr. Lang Liu.

"I have an agreement with several major forces in the city. Master is not convenient to enter the city. Lang Laoliu, tomorrow is the deadline. Master asked me to ask you, where is the thing?"

A smile that made people feel like spring breeze was rippling on his face, Hongwen spoke.

"Senior brother, two days ago, the spiritual pill was successfully refined, but it was stolen by Yu Renjie, a despicable guy. You have to make the decision for me!"

He glared at Yu Renjie fiercely, and Mr. Lang Liu quickly explained.

"Lang Laoliu, please stop slandering people. I have said a long time ago that this matter has nothing to do with me. What does your thing have to do with me if you are missing?"

After a sudden shock, Yu Renjie quickly explained.

If he is just a Lang Laoliu, he will naturally be fearless.

But since this matter is related to Master Zhiguang behind him, not to mention that Yu Renjie had never stolen Lang Laoliu's affairs, even if this matter was really done by him, he would not admit it even if it was beaten to death.

"If it's not you, who else can it be? Yu Renjie wants to prove his innocence and let your sworn brother, Liu Sanshao, come out and confront us in front of you?"

"Young Master Liu San has long been no longer in Qingfeng City. Lang Laoliu, you are simply trying to force others."

"What does it mean to force others? It's clear that you are guilty."

...

Without saying a few words, the two started arguing directly.

If Hongwen hadn't been intimidating here, Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie might have taken action directly.

"Stop it all!" Hongwen snorted coldly.

The sound of his speech seemed not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie.

Hongwen, the official disciple of Master Zhiguang, is very strong. Although the two of them don’t know how strong he is, he can shock his mind with a slight hum.

Without thinking, Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie can be sure that if the Hongwen in front of him really wants to deal with them, they will definitely not have much power to fight back.

"Lang Laoliu, the thing is gone. Come out with me and explain it to your master!"

His eyes passed by Mr. Lang Liu and fell on Yu Renjie again. Hongwen said again: "The same goes for you!"

"I know that you were once one of Hua Qingfeng's personal book children. If the matter of the elixir really has nothing to do with you, we will not wrong you."

"On the contrary, you should know what the consequences will be!"

After saying this, Hongwen had already taken big steps and walked forward regardless of the reaction between Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie.

With a helpless look on his face, Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie looked at each other. They were listless and dejected. After sighing, they quickly followed.

...

Mr. Lang Liu and Yu Renjie have disappeared at the end of the street, and Lu Yun on the roof naturally has no reason to stay here.

After seeing Mr. Lang Liu's powerful strength and realizing that he is still quite different from him, Lu Yun's sense of urgency became much stronger.

He bought a few kilograms of braised beef to pack it. After more than ten minutes, he returned to the dungeon.

With his current strength, he could hold his breath and hold on for about two minutes. He could escape from the ground and escape from more than 100 meters.

He has not been there for the time being, my sister Lu Ping.

Qingfeng City is just such a big place, and it is difficult to hide a living person.

Taking his sister away from home? This is not realistic at all. Lu Yun has heard people say since he was a child that the raging monsters in the wild are ten times more dangerous than in the city.

Only those powerful sects can gain a foothold in the wild. If a few ordinary people who are lonely run away from the city, the chance of survival will never be 10%.

Under such circumstances, if you want to successfully resolve the crisis of your sister Lu Ping, only Lu Yun himself has the potential to succeed if he has the strength to compete with Mr. Lang Liu.

"The wild wolf rushes!"

"The mad wolf stepped on the ground!"

"The wolf bites it!"

"Silver Wolf Screaming Moon!"

...

The dungeon was extremely quiet. After eating some braised beef and filling her stomach, Lu Yun did not delay for a moment and directly entered the practice of Tianlang Jin.

In reality, practicing Tianlang power is obviously much worse than in that small space.

After just completing one or two complete practices, he developed a strange feeling of serious physical deficit.

It was not until Lu Yun found out the medicinal materials such as ginseng Polygonum multiflorum hidden under the dungeon that he had practiced once or twice, and he swallowed it into his belly with a medicinal material. The feeling of body deficit was quite relieved.

Lu Yun temporarily puts it aside for the practice of the Wild Dragon Fist.

After all, Tianlang Jin's cultivation progress has reached the second level 87/100, and it is only a dozen points away from the progress, so you can practice perfectly and step into the next level.

According to Lu Yun's idea, he must have wanted to cultivate Tianlang energy to the third level and then step into bone-tempering his own martial arts realm before he would consider the cultivation of the Wild Dragon Fist.

Immerse yourself in practice, time passes quickly.

On this day, Lin Ergou, who promised to deliver food to Lu Yun, still saw no sign.

The Tianlang spirit that had been practicing hard for a day was definitely more than thirteen times in terms of the number of practices he had completed. However, Lu Yun did not feel that his martial arts realm had improved.

In the real world, the panel function cannot be presented at all.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't figure out how much his progress in the cultivation of Tianlang energy had increased in this day.

Fortunately, I finally stayed up until midnight.

The first time he sensed the black iron door, Lu Yun opened it, and finally appeared in the small space again.

【Silang Tyrant Second Level (89/100)】

"I have improved my proficiency for a day after practicing hard for two points?" When Lu Yun looked at the exercise column on the panel, he finally couldn't help but start scolding his mother.

If you really want to say it, this cultivation progress is not only not slow, but it is extremely fast.

You should know that when Mr. Lang Liu practiced Tianlang's spirit, he spent two or three years at the level of the second level of flesh and blood to complete his practice.

There is no entry into the small space, no panel assistance, and no taking spiritual pills. One day, one day, improves two points of proficiency. This should be Lu Yun's normal cultivation speed.

According to this progress, even if it starts from scratch, it only takes forty or fifty days to complete the second level of Tianlang Jin.

The reason why Lu Yun was so depressed was simply because he was used to running the highway and suddenly ran to such a country trail. The sharp contrast between the two made him feel a little unacceptable.

On the ground a few steps away from him, a dirt dragon that had been smaller again raised half of his body and was about to move, trying to attack Lu Yun.
Chapter completed!