C17

Under the night sky, the Black Prison Forest seemed incomparably quiet. Only the crackling sound of the flames in front of him could be heard.

old assassin was like a ghost, quietly appearing under the tree house, carrying a big bag on her back.

His face looked somewhat tired, and his body was actually covered in blood stains. Some parts of his clothes were already covered with blood scabs, but it was unknown whether this blood was his own or someone else's.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

old assassin glanced at him, and laughed dryly: "I'm old, I'm old! If it was back then, this old man wouldn't be in such a sorry state! It's a good night tonight, come here! "

Meng Kang was slightly stunned, but he still stood up and walked in front of old assassin.

"Not bad, it looks like you worked hard during these seven days!" But do you know? If he pushed his potential to the limit, he would die! If you continue to train like this, in at most three days, your vitality will be exhausted and you will die of exhaustion! "

"Huh?"

When Meng Kang heard old assassin speak like that, he was slightly taken aback.

All of a sudden, old assassin released some energy from her hand and pressed it on Meng Kang's back.

Meng Kang's body froze, he felt that his body's consciousness was quickly leaving his body, like a ebb tide, unable to be taken care of.

"After destruction, the world will be destroyed. The sun will be extinguished, and the sky and earth will be filled with grief and joy. The soul will be replaced with blood!"

old assassin roared, his left hand supporting Meng Kang's body, she slashed out with his right hand again and again, and before long she took out a large tree hole, big enough to fit a person.

old assassin threw Meng Kang into the tree hole that was just dug out, and then poured all of the items from the big bag into the tree hole.

That bag looks ordinary, but it is actually made from the tight seams of golden silk, so that not a single drop of water will leak out. What came out was a large bag of beast blood.

Once this unknown beast blood scent was released, the Barbarian bear that was squatting beside suddenly had a reaction. The bear stood straight and its eyes were bloodshot, as if it had met a mortal enemy.

At almost the same time, the originally quiet forest seemed to wake up in an instant. All sorts of weird noises came from all directions, and it was getting restless. It was actually a hundred times more lively than during the day.

old assassin was not moved, she steadily poured the beast blood into the tree hole, and only when the beast blood had covered Meng Kang's neck did she throw the shriveled up bag into the bonfire.

Strangely, the bag was not ignited by the flames. Instead, it was burning hotter and hotter. It curled up into a ball, giving off a golden luster.

old assassin stared fixedly at the tree hole until the beast blood was absorbed by the big tree. Then, wisps of extremely fine tree veins grew out from the tree hole's wall, forming blood vessels that stuck onto the unconscious Meng Kang. Only then did he close his eyes and forcefully spit out a mouthful of impure air.

After the large bag of beast blood had been absorbed and merged by the large tree, it had returned to Meng Kang's body, quickly replenishing the potential of his bloodline that he had lost in the past seven days.

This time, Meng Kang slept soundly, as if he had not slept soundly for a very, very long time.

By the time he woke up, it was late morning and the forest was full of life.

When Meng Kang opened his eyes and couldn't help but stretch his waist, he was unexpectedly in a refreshed state. He felt that everything in front of him seemed to be different, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what kind of difference it was.

The world before his eyes seemed to have become even more vivid and vivid.

Whether it was the little Bamboo Mouse who had just stuck her head out from a hundred steps away from the ground, or the clear veins of the green leaves on the tree in front of her, all of the information was stored in Meng Kang's ears and in the depths of his eyes.

The most important thing was that his entire body was filled with power. It was a fresh and explosive power.

Meng Kang's feet shot out, he only felt his calf tightening, like a gunpowder explosion, and a burst of force threw him straight to the sky.

"BOOM!"

"Aiyo!"

Meng Kang's head suddenly smashed into the tree branch, causing both him and the broken branch to fall onto the ground.

Was this powerful body really his?

Meng Kang was both surprised and happy. He turned his head and saw that old assassin was packing her backpack, while Beard was lying obediently in front of him, occasionally snorting loudly.

"Teacher, you're leaving?"

Meng Kang asked.

old assassin looked up and laughed: "The effect of the lizard dragon blood is not bad right? If I was ten years younger, I could have gotten better! Work hard at your cultivation, and I'll take a walk around the forest to get some good stuff for you! "

Meng Kang immediately understood that old assassin had risked his life to get him the Lurker Dragon Blood. Since she was unable to repay his kindness, he could only bow deeply.

"We'll still be limited to seven days. Seven days later, I will be able to get even stronger beast blood essence, and you have to be mentally prepared. If your body is not strong enough to withstand the power of the beast blood, your body will explode and you will die, and I will not be able to save you!"

Meng Kang was excited in his heart, and once again clasped his hands together to the end.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the old assassin disappeared into the vast sea of trees.

Meng Kang cheered up, his fighting spirit rising. Together with the Beard, he continued to push the rocks.

This time, with the power of the lizard dragon blood as the foundation, Meng Kang's strength had increased by leaps and bounds. No matter if it was the weight of the rock he picked, or the speed at which he pushed the rock upwards, it was completely different from before.

As expected, old assassin arrived seven days later with a bag of Snake Blood.

I really don't know how old assassin obtained the Blood of the Fear Serpent!

Meng Kang lied in the hollow of the tree and crazily absorbed the blood of the Fear Snake. His every muscle and bone was strengthened by the blood of the beast.

This process continued for a whole three months. Every seven days, old assassin would bring a bag of beast blood, and the rank was getting higher and higher.

Under the blood of these fierce beasts, Meng Kang's body became much more majestic and taller than before. The strength and toughness of his body also increased by more than ten times.

As time passed, the Beard's Mountain Push Game had also gradually undergone some changes.

When Meng Kang's strength gradually increased and he was able to move that ten thousand kilogram boulder up the slope, like it did, Beard began to smash him with a few smaller rocks while Meng Kang was pushing the boulder up the slope.

Meng Kang originally thought that this Barbarian bear had grown into a beast, but later on he realized that this was also one of the ways to train.

First, when those fist-sized stone balls hit his body, the pain made him grit his teeth in pain. Then, he had to worry about pushing the huge rocks up the slope, which suddenly made the difficulty much higher.

Meng Kang originally wanted to reason with it, but he was slapped to the ground by the giant bear.

The next few days, the difficulty of the rock pushing game became higher and higher.

The giant bear on the hillside was getting more and more neither light nor heavy. The rocks that were thrown down were getting bigger and bigger. From the size of a fist to the size of a watermelon, even the millstone sized rocks were thrown down.

If Meng Kang wanted to push the boulder uphill, the room he could dodge would be pitifully small. Most of the time, he could only take the blow head on, his body smashed all over with bruises.

However, the more it was like this, the more Meng Kang was angered, he wanted to take the risk and go all out, blocking the Beard's cannons as he charged towards the hillside.

Strangely, every time he finished training, he would be riddled with injuries. However, as long as he had a good night's sleep, when he woke up the next morning, apart from his slightly sore muscles, most of his injuries would be healed.

Meng Kang was well aware that due to the fact that old assassin brought a portion of beast blood every seven days, the reason why her body had become so powerful was most likely because of the effects of the beast blood.

In his heart, he was secretly worried for the elderly. He only wished that he was too weak. Otherwise, he would not need the elderly to fight so hard for his life!

Therefore, the more Meng Kang trained, the more he struggled. Every day, he would only think of one thing, and that was to become stronger!

Become stronger!

Three months later, Meng Kang was still playing with Beard, pushing stones up the mountain. However, the atmosphere had completely changed.

Beard stood up straight, raised a beaten-sized sleeping boulder above his head, and threw it down with all his might while baring his teeth.

"Boom!"

Snail stone was carried flying by Meng Kang, and rolled down the hill with a loud rumbling sound.

When Meng Kang was hit on the back of his shoulder, he only sunk heavily, and sank half an inch into the ground. He did not seem to have any hint of being injured at all, and continued to push the huge rock, which weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, up the slope step by step.

The Beard finally let out an unwilling roar. As his four limbs touched the ground, he shook the mane on his body and slowly walked down the hill.

Because from this moment onwards, it no longer had any way of stopping Meng Kang.