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"You only need to accumulate strength to rise, but skills require an epiphany, or you may not be able to realize it for a lifetime..."

Su Ping calmed down his heart completely.

The more impatient and eager, the more it will affect you.

When you need to think, quiet is the best state.

The first thing Su Ping did for himself was to sort out, sort out all the skills he mastered.

In terms of elements, there are low-level perceptions of Thunder Dao and low-level Yan Dao perceptions; other elemental perceptions are still very shallow, and they have not even reached the low level.

These are his trainer skills and can also be used in combat.

In terms of fighting, he has the Shura Evil Broken Sword he learned from Min, and the Demon Suppression Fist drawn from the system!

In addition, there are some other fighting skills, such as the body of a demon taught to Tang Ruyan, the sword of refining demon blood, and so on, the highest level of cultivation can burst out the lethal power of the destiny!

But although these skills are strong, they are still far behind the legendary secret skills such as Shura's Broken Evil Sword and Suppression Fist.

In terms of battle pet master skills, he also has various amplification skills, as well as some special battle pet master skills, such as killing intent, which can inspire fighting pet fighting spirit.

In addition, there are potential areas that can be classified as special abilities.

...

When Su Ping combed, Di Qiong's voice came into his mind: "Here, you can stay here for half a day, no one will bother you."

Su Ping opened his eyes and saw that there was an extremely vast and boundless leaf in front of him. In front of this leaf was an extremely luxurious bird's nest, which was made of countless golden threads. Around the bird's nest were several super golden crows, stationed here like guards. .

Di Qiong flew towards the bird's nest and landed in front of the huge pure bird's nest. The intense high temperature poured out from the bird's nest, giving Su Ping a feeling of being roasted.

Fortunately, this golden cube helped him insulate a lot, so he could hold on to the present.

"Your Highness."

A nearby super golden crow flew up and respectfully said: "You are back."

"Well, this is the guest I brought back, so take a rest here." Di Qiong said calmly.

This super golden crow glanced at Su Ping and was a little surprised. He could become a guest of Di Qiong, this extraordinary thing, but with its eyesight, he couldn't see what was special about Su Ping.

Without asking much, Super Golden Crow respectfully retreated.

Di Qiong threw Su Ping into the bird's nest and said to Su Ping: "Don't run around, no one will disturb you here, but it's not always necessary to go out. If you don't know, you may be eaten as a bug."

Su Ping glanced at her and was not in the mood to quarrel. The bird's nest is huge, and the gold threads that weave the bird's nest do not know what material it is. It is hot and hot with golden flames, while Di Qiong lies in another part of the bird's nest. Roasting its body, instead of being burned, the bird's eyes showed a look of enjoyment.

Su Ping retracted his gaze, a little headache.

The high temperature emitted by this golden flame made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if standing on a grill.

"Candle Dragon!"

Su Ping called out the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast, sat down on its shoulders, and passed orders to it to help him resist the golden flames below.

If he was in intense pain all the time, it would be difficult for him to calm down and realize.

The feet of the Purgatory Candle Dragon fell in the bird's nest, and there was a smoky smoke. Hearing Su Ping's order, it gushed out the dark flames of purgatory, and resisted by the golden flames under its feet.

From a distance, Di Qiong glanced at the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast, a bit of contempt and mockery in his eyes.

"Your battle pet seems to be very nutritious." Di Qiong said to Su Ping.

Su Ping: "..."

Too lazy to pay attention to this stinky bird, time is running out, Su Ping completely concentrates on himself.

Although there are purgatory candle dragon beasts to help resist the surrounding flames and high temperature, the temperature in the bird's nest is extremely high. Su Ping is like a sauna, and the temperature is explosive. His brows are extremely tight, and his body is sweating like rain. In this case, he found it extremely difficult to focus on thinking.

However, the current conditions did not allow him to complain.

Su Ping can only constantly condense his will and let his mind calm down completely.

"Ok?"

Di Qiong looked at Su Ping, who was cross-legged and closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that Su Ping’s body was gradually relaxing. At the same time, behind Su Ping, there seemed to be a very faint fuzzy shadow, looming, like a rotating potential domain. .

"This guy……"

Di Qiong's eyes flickered slightly, and he put away the contempt of his eyes.

It could see that the guy in front of him who claimed to be a human was extremely uncomfortable with the high temperature here, but he was able to persevere here at this moment, and he was able to enter the ethereal realm without any distractions. This willpower is a bit rare and terrifying.

It didn't disturb anymore, just watched quietly.

...

"The technique I practice is the Primal Chaos Star. If I can condense a star swirl, I can also step into the realm of legend, but it's only the realm of starlight..."

Su Ping’s consciousness enters his body, like a wandering emptiness. He can see the vastness of his body. Each cell is like a star, shining with light constantly. It is the star power in the cell that is running and emitting. Light out.

Inside each cell, there is a faint vortex circulating.

When a certain number of cells can form a large star swirl, he can step into the star swirl realm, and then his cultivation will also enter the legendary realm.

"In just ten days, there is no time to make a breakthrough..."

Su Ping's consciousness looked down in the body, wandering for a while, and finally chose to quit, starting from the cultivation base upgrade, time is too tight, he is not sure.

When the consciousness returned to the continent of will in his mind, Su Ping's spirit was sitting on the vast and empty continent, and a group of figures appeared around him, and those were his phantoms.

Every phantom is performing a secret technique.

There are the Shura Sword of Broken Evil, the Demon God Fist, the Nightmare Sting, and the advanced swordsmanship and other secret techniques.

Su Ping's gaze was focused on the Shura Sword of Broken Evil, the phantom rehearsing faster and faster.

"It is very difficult to upgrade the Asura Sword of Severing Evil to Dacheng, and I have no clue..."

"Cultivating the Demon God Fist, mastering the third style... it's also difficult!"

Su Ping frowned, his eyes flashing back and forth on the two strongest secret arts.

Every secret technique is extremely difficult to improve again, but once he breaks through, his combat power will also increase sharply!

It's just that, in just ten days, Su Ping was not sure that this secret technique was improved.

In the repeated struggle, Su Ping's mood gradually became a little impetuous.

"Strength increase, superb speed increase, killing intent, evil sword, sword technique, potential area, space..."

A series of secret skills and abilities floated before Su Ping's eyes, his thoughts became more and more chaotic, his eyes trembled slightly, and his brain was running at full speed.

Every ability is magnified before his eyes, emerging from the root.

The stalwart figures in those potential regions also exude a hazy and mysterious atmosphere, giving Su Ping a sense of enlightenment, as if there is something that can be seen but cannot be grasped flowing away.

"My swordsmanship, following the original Evil Broken Sword training, can't be improved by one step in just ten days, but I can use my own method to improve by half a step!"

"Why can't the sword be like a knife, like a fist, domineering and strong?"

"My sword is not powerful enough..."

"If you can integrate the space into the sword, make a sword, kill with a thousand swords, fast enough and cruel enough!"

...

Time flies, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

"No, Jian Dun is in the void, and it can kill the enemy instantly, but the power is still not improved, it can only play a tricky attack..."

"In the trial field, to test my strength, what I need is to increase the destructive power of swordsmanship..."

...

The sixth day of practice.

"The sword to kill the enemy, just one sword is enough!"

"Shi Fang Jianquan...not enough, swordsmanship is like a fist, although strong, but not sharp enough..."

"not enough……"

...

Practice on the ninth day.

"The sword of the undead... the sword of death..."

"If the sword can't bring death, what is the point?"

"Little Skeleton..."

...

The tenth day.

"Wake up!"

Di Qiong's voice came, and Su Ping slowly opened his eyes. As soon as his eyes opened, a dusty dark light shot from his eyes, like two blades of swords, flashing away.

Di Qiong's heart jumped when she saw it, with a strange feeling of being cut by something.

In its eyes, it only disappeared for half a day, and the human in front of it seemed to be a little different from before.

The whole figure is like a sword, already out of its sheath, extremely sharp.

When it was surprised, Su Ping's expression also returned to normal, a trace of sentiment converged from the bottom of his eyes. He looked down at his hand, there was nothing in his palm, but he felt like holding a sword.

During the ten days of training in his mind, he spent most of his time comprehending kendo.

After the initial difficulty of choice, he still made his own choice, looking for a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

After making the choice, the rest is onslaught.

All kinds of insights were integrated into swordsmanship by him. Some of them were wrong. Even if they were integrated into swordsmanship, they improved greatly, and some, although they were fruitful, failed to reach the point he wanted. .

Ten days are fleeting, Su Ping feels so short.

He never seemed to think about one thing so intently.

"Little guy, I will definitely get you back..."

Su Ping murmured in a low voice, the little guy he was talking about was the little skeleton.

During these ten days of cultivation, the thoughts about Little Skeleton actually gave him some enlightenment, allowing him to finally understand.

And what he understood was also incorporated into swordsmanship.

The strongest swordsmanship he mastered now was no longer the Shura Sword of Swordsmanship, but a new style of swordsmanship after he improved from this swordsmanship.

Whoosh!

Behind Su Ping, a dark potential area emerged, and after spinning, it gradually dissipated.

Su Ping glanced at the vague figures inside, and said thank you silently in his heart.

He was also inspired by some of the stalwart existences inside.

Standing up, Su Ping looked at Diqiong in front of him, and said, "Is the time already?"

Di Qiong's eyes were a little strange and said: "It's already here, come with me."

"it is good."

Su Ping nodded.

He glanced at the purgatory candle dragon beast, and found that the scales on its body actually showed golden secret patterns, especially near the legs, with more gold patterns, and the breath of the purgatory candle dragon beast was stronger than before. Much tougher.

During the ten days of immersing in cultivation, Su Ping had forgotten that the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast was resisting the surrounding high temperature for him. At this moment, he was surprised to react.

After ten days, the candle dragon beast of Purgatory didn't die.

"I don't seem to... have died."

When he noticed this, Su Ping couldn’t help but look at himself. He found that the previous intense high temperature felt hot at this moment, just like standing in the desert in the sun. Although he felt unbearable, he was standing next to the fire. The kind of pain is completely incomparable, and with his willpower, it is completely acceptable.

"Is my inflammation resistance increased?"

Su Ping immediately asked the system in his heart.

He remembers what the system said earlier that his inflammation resistance is high, and he can stay here for a quarter of an hour, and if he can improve it, he will be special, and he can barely survive.

His one is ten days old, and he can barely survive.

The pure environment can no longer kill him!

"Yes."

The system said indifferently: "You previously ate half of the super sun divine fruit, which increased your inflammation resistance by nearly half. When you were practicing here, you entered the realm of divine spirit again. Your body is cultivating and adapting on its own, without you. Interfered with his will, the speed of adaptation has been faster, and it is now a special resistance!"

"Arctic Sun Divine Fruit?"

Su Ping only then knew the name of the previous golden fruit, and couldn't help asking: "Does this divine fruit have other effects besides improving resistance?"

"Of course, you didn't feel it, has your Yan Dao sentiment improved a lot?" The system said calmly.

When it said this, Su Ping immediately realized that during these ten days of cultivation, his main focus was on swordsmanship. He also tried to incorporate the perception of Thunder and Yandao into swordsmanship. In this process, his Yan Dao's sentiment is indeed a lot more diligent, comparable to his Thunder Dao!

He felt that there was only one opportunity, his Thunder Dao and Yan Dao insights would be able to make breakthroughs, and hopefully reach the middle!

"That said, they are also very lucky." Su Ping thought of the Purgatory Candle Dragon and Ergou who also ate the extremely sun divine fruit. Most of them also have an understanding of the flame type skills, but now there is no battle, they can't Excited, and when the potential is squeezed in the future, it will be forced out sooner or later.

"With your current special-class inflammation resistance and ordinary Void Cave Realm inflammation abilities, none of them can cause damage to you. Only the Heavenly Fate Realm's inflammation abilities can barely cause damage to you, but only a little, unless it is Starry sky level!" The system said calmly.

Su Ping was startled slightly, her eyes gleaming.

The Flame Element skills of the Destiny Realm can only barely cause him a little damage?

Doesn't this mean that his current body is the nemesis of Flame Element Monster Beasts, and all Flame Element Monster Beasts in front of him will greatly reduce their combat power?

"Yes," the system replied.

"..."

This voyeur!

Su Ping gritted his teeth immediately.

Ignoring the system anymore, Su Ping looked at the sacred tree carried by the Purgatory Candle Dragon Beast. Previously, this sacred tree could not be included in the picture scroll, but now it is not necessarily.

He flipped the palm of his hand and took out the picture scroll. In an instant, the god pattern on the picture scroll was disintegrating, with burnt black marks.

Hum!

With a stroke of Su Ping's finger, a ray of dark light flicked out, like a small sword energy. The dark light followed the arc of his finger to dissipate the surrounding heat.

"In!"

Su Ping's star power exploded, taking the sacred tree directly into the scroll, and then quickly retracted the scroll.

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