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Chapter 4 Desolate Eucharist

"Tang Balama, you dare to slap me?"

At this moment, Long Fang covered his cheek and screamed, and he felt even more unbelievable. Is this true that the fan he had come up with was used on his face?

"It's what you just said. Tianfan is just a slap in the face every day. I'm just going to show it first. What's the feeling? Are you comfortable?"

"It's comfortable, you uncle, I'm going to kill you."

The angry Long Fang had already lost his mind and rushed out roaringly.

Chong rushed out, but what made Long Fang feel incredible was that the figure in front of him actually disappeared under his nose. What was going on?

"As far as your sky fan, I suddenly thought of a five-finger fan just now, why don't you try again."

At this time, when Long Fang heard Lao Qi's voice suddenly sound from behind, he was shocked. When Long Fang turned around and was about to take action, everything was too late.

Papa..., one slap after another sounded again, and I had no idea how many times he was slapped. With a plop, Long Fang fell to the ground and couldn't even get up. He didn't even have the chance to scream, and he fainted.

At this moment, Long Fang's face was like a pig's head. I'm afraid that until now, Long Fang would not have thought that the trick he had come up with was used on himself.

"Lao Qi, you, have you condensed your internal strength?"

As a warrior of the fifth level of internal strength, Long An and Long Zheng couldn't tell what it was that this waste who could not condense internal strength for a whole decade had just used the internal strength. Otherwise, how could he slap the twelfth brother so easily?

Condensing internal strength?

Even though the two of them had ten thousand unwilling to believe it, they were still shocked to know that the waste from the past had condensed their internal strength.

"I don't know whether I have condensed my internal strength, but I just came up with another move, and I don't fan it."

Is it a waste?

It seemed that they knew what the other party wanted to do. Long An and Long Zheng looked shocked. Just as they were about to take the initiative, the sound of slapping was already heard.

The slap the two men frantically, and Long Ao's eyes were cold and he showed no mercy at all.

In the past ten years, he has suffered humiliation and ridicule and has been constantly enduring, which has made Long Ao understand one truth, that is, he should not be too kind to his enemies, or he would be cruel to himself.

"Sky Fan? I came up with another move, which is called "Sanfan and I want to fan, so I'll give you more advice."

Papa, the sound of slap in the entire ancestral hall.

Looking at the three people who were lying on the ground, Long Qianqian, who was trembling with her body, was completely stunned, because from beginning to end, she never thought about why Lao Qi, who had always been cowardly and obedient, was so arrogant at this time and had a great increase in strength.

What exactly happened?

After the fan, Long Ao did not look at the three people lying on the ground. He turned his head and looked at Long Qianqian who was as stupid as a wooden chicken. Long Ao said coldly: "I didn't slap you this time because you are a woman. Remember, don't mess with me in the future, otherwise I will use five-finger fan for you every day in the future. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

A bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Long Ao turned around and left.

"ah!"

It was not until Long Ao left for ten minutes that Long Qianqian roared in horror as if she was a ghost. When the other people of the Long family arrived at the ancestral hall, they found that the ancestral hall was dirty and the four of them had already fainted.

Back to the Independent Court.

Long Ao still couldn't understand why his cultivation level broke through to the seventh level of internal strength. What happened?

Long Ao knew that things must not be that simple. What is the reason?

Trying to activate the internal energy in the dantian is still circulating, which means that everything that happened last night and even just now was not a dream, but a real thing happened.

Strike the iron while it's hot.

He broke through to the seventh level of internal strength realm in a confused manner. Long Ao prepared to continue practicing to see if he could have another lucky fortune and break through the eighth level of internal strength realm in one fell swoop.

After trying for an hour, there was no progress at all. Could it be that I had to stand still again?

"Master, your desolate holy body needs to absorb huge power, otherwise it will be difficult to make a breakthrough."

Owner?

When Long Ao heard the sudden sound, he was almost scared to death and asked vigilantly: "Is it a human or a ghost? If it is a human, why should he be sneaky?"

"Master, I'm in your dantian. You try to communicate your soul to the Dragon Seal. I will guide you into the Dragon Seal space."

Dantian? Dragon Seal?

What are these and what are they!

With a hint of curiosity, Long Ao tried to enter his soul into the dantian. According to his strength, it was impossible to do this. But at this moment, someone helped him and his soul entered the dantian unimpededly. He saw a small seal with a black body with a dragon carved on six sides floating in the center of the dantian.

At this time, a strange force ejaculated from the small seal, carrying Long Ao's soul slowly entered the small seal, which is the so-called dragon seal space.

A dark and mysterious space is boundless, and there are a trace of gray-black particles like water flowing in the air. The whole space is very depressing and it feels so breathless.

In the boundless mysterious space, outside a huge pool of blood, there was an illusory figure of an old man standing. The old man's facial features were not visible clearly, as if it was covered by white gauze.

When he arrived at the only huge blood pool in the entire mysterious space, Long Ao stared at the illusory old man beside the blood pool and asked, "You were talking to me just now?"

The huge blood pool was constantly rolling with blood bubbles, just like boiling boiling water, Gululu, Gululu, constantly roaring heat waves. Not to mention entering, you can feel the terrifying aura in the blood pool just by getting close.

"Master, my name is Long Fu, I am the butler in the Dragon Seal Space. Congratulations to the master for being recognized by Long Seal."

Dragon Seal Approved? Dragon Blessing?

Long Ao was completely confused and didn't know what was going on. Could it be that he got the small seal in the ancestral hall?

"Can you tell me what the hell is going on?"

"Master, I can't tell you anything before your strength is not strong enough. Please forgive me, but in the future I will continue to refine the soul spirit to help you improve your strength, and also help you refine your soul slave to defend against enemies."

He was a little depressed, but since the other party didn't want to say more, Long Ao didn't ask too much.

"I can ignore other things, but can you tell me what the desolate Holy Body you just mentioned?"
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