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Because of the urgency of time, he only taught Meng Xiaoqi the practice of immortal golden body.

To tell you the truth, compared with any kind of practice, physical training is extremely difficult. Moreover, it is best to harden the body and polish the bones since childhood. If Xiaoqi is still practicing immortal gold body at her age, it is difficult to achieve anything.

However, in order to prolong the recovery time of demon soldiers, he still taught, and he still learned.

"Can you hold on?" Li Yi asked.

"I can."

"Well done, worthy of being a general." Li Yi said with a smile: "your name is much better than mine."

"Master said, I am the general God." Meng Xiaoqi bit her teeth.

In the next few days, Meng Xiaoqi has been exercising, sharpening her body, running in the morning, lying on her back at noon, standing on her back, standing on her head, and in the afternoon, it is a long-distance load-bearing race.

After dusk, Li Yi quenched his body with the blood of the fierce animals he had killed to enhance the toughness of his bones.

Late at night, Li Yi used miraculous medicine to repair his injury and relieve his fatigue.

As time goes by, it's the tenth day in the blink of an eye.

The Mo family of Tianshan Mountain, the four major forces have been waiting for a long time, but they haven't seen any figures. Several gods are angry and spread news. If they don't come, they will kill people.

Deep in the mountains.

Li Yi shrugged, raised the corners of her mouth, and watched Meng Xiaoqi, who was running for a long time. Although the ten days was very short, Meng Xiaoqi's practice effect was good.

With the exercise, the thin and weak body is growing stronger and stronger. A white face has become mature and resolute. In addition to being clear, there is also a charm in the pupils.

It's a big deal.

Li Yi clearly perceived that, not only that, he also felt a sense of inexplicable breath in Meng Xiaoqi's body, carefully felt, it may be the spirit of God.

This man is not simple.

Li Yixin thought that his practice time was very short, but his talent was too terrible. Especially after he revived the God's blood, his realm soared to the sky, and now he has been promoted to the four levels of heaven.

No wonder in the ancient years, the black swordsmen wanted to take this vein and create 33 ways for them. This is to completely tie the God vein with their black swordsmen!

Just like the sky guard.

Plop!

Running, a staggering, dream little Qi a head into the snow.

Roar!

Not far away, the golden beast came running with a figure standing on his shoulder.

Far away, Qingyang called out: "elder martial brother."

Li Yi nodded to him.

Meng Xiaoqi quickly got up and started running again.

When the golden beast and Qingyang came here, he opened his mouth and said, "they don't want to wait. They will give you three days."

Li Yi's face was expressionless: "I know."

Qingyang looked at Meng Xiaoqi and sighed: "elder martial brother, do you really want this boy to go to the battlefield?"

Li Yi swept him: "otherwise you go up?"

Qingyang accosted with a smile: "make a joke, cough, that's the battle of the kingdom of God."

Night fell.

Meng Xiaoqi came back here, unloaded all the weight, and jumped into a bucket as usual. The bucket was full of all kinds of fierce animal blood. It was very rich, and the smell of blood was pungent.

In the first few days, he vomited while soaking, and finally got used to it.

In the bucket, he closed his eyes and sat in silence, running the immortal golden body silently. Strands of golden light flowed out of his skin. At first, he was weak and thin, and slowly the golden light became more and more intense.

Seeing this scene, Li Yi showed a startled look: "in ten days' time, this boy is really a genius!"

Qingyang grinned, disapproved: "I can also."

Li Yi once again swept him: "from tomorrow, you and Meng Xiaoqi practice."

Hearing the speech, his face suddenly darkened.

The night is like a giant beast, devouring the whole earth, the mountains.

Although there is snow, but visibility is still not very high, in people's sleep time, deep in the mountains, Meng Xiaoqi is still practicing.

When he learned that there were only three days left, he worked harder. He didn't stop practicing until it was very dark.

It was Qingyang who changed his dressing.

He came to Meng Xiaoqi's side and asked with a smile, "it's very powerful."

Dream small Qi blinked: "big brother Li said you are also very good."

Smell speech, Qingyang shrugged: "we are not the same, you are the God."

He stopped talking and looked at Qingyang quietly.

Qingyang some speechless, and said: "why don't you ask where it is different?"

Meng Xiaoqi then opened his mouth: "where is not the same?"

Qingyang slightly raised his head, a pair of very melancholy appearance: "you still have inheritance, but I have nothing, grandma's, angry me, not I blow, if I find inheritance, the world's second."Meng Xiaoqi a Leng: "why not the first in the world?"

Qingyang looked slightly, as if to see if there was anyone eavesdropping. After confirming that there was no one, he said helplessly: "elder martial brother is a monster, he is in, dare not be the first one!"

Dream little Qi seems to understand, nodded, no longer asked.

He doesn't know what Qingyang wants to say and what the inheritance in his words refers to, but from the tone of Qingyang, he hears a kind of helplessness.

That kind of helplessness is absolutely not about inheritance.

Qingyang put away his thoughts and said, "hold on, I'll take medicine."

Meng Xiaoqi takes a deep breath and closes her eyes slightly.

Miraculous medicine into the body, this is a very comfortable feeling, but Meng Xiaoqi's physical state is not the same, a long time of fatigue, coupled with excessive exercise, forming a state of weight-bearing.

In this load-bearing state, once there is drug stimulation, it will produce a great deal of pain.

However, as long as you get through the pain, it is a good recovery period.

The three-day time is not very long. At the moment of dawn and dawn, mengxiaoqi also finished her practice for more than ten days.

He came to meet the wind and snow, went to Li Yi and looked at her quietly.

Li Yi nodded and looked at him. Her thin body was much stronger. Her arms and thighs were also thick for a small circle. Her skin color was no longer white, but a little yellow. She looked very healthy.

On the whole, the spirit is much better.

Feel his body carefully. There is amazing power in his flesh and blood, like a volcano.

Of course, compared with him, of course, there is a great difference.

Li Yi's satisfaction: "how do you feel?"

Meng Xiaoqi looked at his arm and thigh, blinked and said: "long meat."

Qingyang is reeling.

Li Yi stopped smiling: "how much time do you think you can afford now?"

Meng Xiaoqi thought for a while and answered earnestly, "thirty breaths. If you give me another month's time, I can hold on to one minute."

Whether it's one minute, or the 30 breaths in his mouth, for many people, it's just as difficult to reach the sky. It's impossible to do it.

You know, it's a heavenly weapon, not an ordinary sword.

Li Yi looked at him, looked up at the sky in the distance, and silently thought about the 30 breathing time. Although it could not fully revive the demon soldiers, it might be enough.

Moreover, he does not have to fully recover, as long as a few wisps of breath, it is enough to frighten the whole audience.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

The three people's backs went further and further, and finally disappeared here.

A fairy grass of the author said: I don't like to cry and ask for anything every day. Even four or five chapters, I seldom say it, because I think that's the expression way that you like a person or a work. If you like the sound of swords, you will naturally vote for me. If you don't like it, I welcome it. Maybe one day you like it?