Chapter 1167

Yes, he's ready.

After crossing the yellow sand, I came to this ancient castle to find out what secrets are hidden in this secret place? The golden elixir melts the sand and condenses the sand into a shadow. Although I don't know which God appears in front of me, I can't know until I finish the test.

Mo Li is ready, ready to meet the guidance of this nameless big man. At this point, I feel relaxed. Lingtai is clear and bright, and the heart is like a rock.

The Sandman nodded with a light smile, and youyou said, "this box contains the spirit of burying souls. If you can take my three fists, it's yours!"

Spirit of burial!

It's also a treasure of heaven and earth with vast energy.

"I'm willing to learn from you."

Mo Li arched his hand, slowly retreated a short distance, bent his knees slightly, surrounded his body with purple Qi, and set up a defensive posture.

Three punches! Seemingly very simple test, but let Mo from all the nerves have become nervous. The man in front of us must be one of the founders of this relic. To put it directly, he was the super strong man who decided to attack the supreme divine realm. Even after ten thousand years, even if it's just a shell of sand and stone, Mo Li has no doubt about the strength of the big man in front of him.

"Well, you have to be careful!"

The Sandman slowly raised his right palm and gradually clenched his fist. Slow action, but it is full of a natural thick. His understanding and control of the nature of soil must have reached its peak.

The Sandman didn't have a long time to build up his strength, standing in the same place and slowly waved his right fist. It seems to be understatement, but it makes Mo Li feel that a big mountain is smashing towards him!

"You long Dun!"

Don't dare to be careless, coagulate the dragon shield, all kinds of energy blessing in the arms standing in front of the chest.

Bang——

The shadow of the earthy yellow fist blows above the golden light curtain, and the latter is broken.

The fist strength does not reduce, rushes straight!

Mo Li felt his arms numb, and the two arms were broken under the terrible impact! His body was swept out, hit the hard stone wall and fell heavily.

"Poof"

Mo Li's mouth gushes out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs are scattered by the impact of the fist force. Although he has all kinds of energy protection, he still suffers heavy damage.

"From -" Yu Yingying a cry, struggling to rush into the border, but Chu Feitian tightly tugged at the arm, can only cry quietly.

Mo Li, who was seriously injured, leaned on the stone wall with his knees crossed. He constantly mobilized purple Qi to recover his injury. The Sandman did not continue to attack. He turned his head and looked at the crying woman outside the border with great interest. He asked with a smile, "is that your confidant?"

"It's my fiancee!" Mo Li believes that the other side will not take advantage of his recovery. This kind of top power has always been proud. What's more, the purpose of staying here is not to kill, but to inherit.

"A beautiful little girl!" The sand man laughed, his eyes and voice softened at the same time: "once I had a fiancee, but later in order to pursue martial arts, I had to cut off my feelings."

"Do you regret it, master?" Mo Li asked. At this moment, they are more like friends who have known each other for many years.

"I don't know if I'll regret it." The sand man sighed, his eyes a little confused, and said: "I think... It's more a pity!"

Mo Li doesn't speak any more. He doesn't know what kind of past the man in front of him has, so he can't comment more.

An hour later, neifu's injury got better, and the meridians and bones in his arm also recovered quickly under the warm nourishment of Ziqi. Mo Li stood up from the corner and went to the previous position again.

Sandman nodded and said in surprise: "very good resilience, be careful!"

After seeing the power of the first fist, Mo Li had a spirit of 12 points. He could not hide his clumsiness any more, and even the Qi of the Golden Dragon joined the defense.

"Well?" When the Dragon Qi poured into Mo Li's arms, the sand man called out in surprise. The light in his eyes flashed quickly and said in surprise: "it's really a little guy!"

The Sandman's right fist slowly retreated, recovered for a distance, and then swung heavily.

Hoo Hoo~

The shadow of the fist, the strong wind roaring!

Don't leave your cheek in pain because of the strong wind. The solid shadow of the fist contains the power of no enemy!

Bang——

The light shields in front of Mo Li's body were broken one after another. The impact of the boxing style's stamina made Mo Li's body fall out again. This time, the injury was more serious. Not only neifu, but also Dantian had cracks under the strong impact.

What a terrible fight!

Don't lean on the stone wall and smile bitterly. He never thought that someone could practice boxing to such a level.

Again cross knee recovery of two hours, Mo Li, such as Xiaoqiang general stand up. However, he suffered a series of heavy injuries. Even though Ziqi was extremely strong, he was a bit stretched. The injury seemed to have recovered, but his momentum was a bit dispirited.

"Little fellow, you are very good! I'm willing to let you go, but I can't give you the spirit of burying the soul. Forget the third fist! "

The sand people appreciate the present posterity from the bottom of their heart, and even violate the agreement they made with their companions.

"Great!" Yu Yingying heard the surprise on her face. Mo Li was blown out twice, her heart was also like being hit by a heavy fist, the pain was unbearable. Now that she can pass, she is naturally happy.

A long sigh of relief is not only Yu Yingying, but also ye Zipeng, who stands behind her father and quietly pays attention to the man. She knew her identity, so even though she was worried, she kept calm on her face.

Mo Li shook his head.

"Please give me a move!"

"Leave --" Yu Yingying was anxious and said, "don't try to be brave. This elder's cultivation is unfathomable. The third fist is sure to be powerful. You --"

Mo Li waved his hand to stop Yu YingYing and said firmly: "the whole way of cultivation is to fight against heaven and fight for life! If I don't take this blow, I will lose the courage to forge ahead. Since then, I will become the devil of my life. How can I attack a higher level in the future? "

Fight with heaven, fight with life, and have the courage to forge ahead

Word by word, so that people can not help but fall into a deep thought, even the sand people, are face dew stupefied, for a long time to come back to God.

"What a fight against heaven and against life. I've fallen out of the rut! Be careful, little fellow

A younger generation can see the way of cultivation so thoroughly. At the same time, they put aside the scruples in their mind. This punch will not only not keep hands, but will use all its strength. The real tough air carrier doesn't need charity from others!

Shua——

The sand man took a step, raised his right arm and thundered out. Compared with before, the shadow of his fist was more solid and moved towards Mo Li.