Chapter two hundred and seventeen he is still calling(2/2)
"Heaven is going to kill me!"
He yelled again, the sound was shrill.
He felt that as long as he refined the twentieth drop of pure spiritual dew, he would officially break through to the second level of foundation building.
Blood light burst out from his body again. He did not dare to take it lightly and harm himself again. He would fly away the blood treasure that would prevent him from falling directly. At the same time, he would evolve the Ancient Scripture of Deception to the extreme.
"What is that?"
"Is that intestines?"
"What is that, a piece of liver?"
All the monks present were horrified.
They felt that Wang Li had completely collapsed.
The gray Taoist temple seemed to understand Wang Li's thoughts at this time, and it suddenly released some extremely tough mixed energy, as if it had formed a net in his body.
This net bluntly suppressed Wang Li's overall Taoist charm.
"Wonderful!"
Wang Li's eyes suddenly lit up.
He intuitively knew that he could hide from the sky and avoid triggering the lightning disaster on the second level of foundation building.
If this gray Taoist palace can always understand his thoughts, then even if he gets through the second level of foundation building and uses the Phoenix Rebirth Technique to heal himself, I am afraid that he will also have the opportunity to use the Ancient Scripture of Deception to suppress the Thunder Tribulation.
This is equivalent to being able to keep the thunder calamity as a backup, without being directly forced to bring the thunder calamity here.
The twentieth drop of Pure Spiritual Dew has been delivered to you.
He did not hesitate, his eyes sparkled, and he drank the twentieth drop of the pure spiritual dew in one gulp.
"Is this person really a pervert?"
"Are you going to consume more of the pure spiritual dew of our Hanguang Cave Heaven even if you die?"
Yu Baijin had goosebumps all over her body. She saw Wang Li's liver and intestines bursting out, but at this moment, Wang Li made her feel excited.
"boom!"
The energy within Wang Li's body shook violently, like an invisible giant mountain carrying a terrifying Taoist rhyme that descended from his heavenly spirit to the soles of his feet.
His overall Dao Yun has been completely improved, and he has truly broken through the cultivation level of the second level of Foundation Establishment. But what makes him feel particularly comfortable is that with his extreme efforts and the cooperation of the Gray Dao Palace, his Dao Yun has been improved.
The aura fluctuations were completely restrained and no thunder disaster was caused.
"Hahaha!"
Wang Li couldn't help laughing.
"Come again!"
He drank the twenty-first drop of the pure spiritual dew.
At this time, he even tried to use the Ten Thousand Phoenix Rebirth Technique to regenerate flesh and blood.
"You...you haven't built a foundation yet?"
Chapter completed!