Chapter 464: Practice!

There is a desert in the west, a thousand miles in the red, and the sand is rolling and uninhabited.

The sky is high and the sun is shining. The temperature reaches 40 or 50 degrees. Even if an egg is placed on the desert, it will be quickly cooked and hot. This is not the place where human beings live.

At this moment, a figure is running fast on this desert, like a super sports car, rumbling, and rolling a thousand layers of sandstorms behind him, the yellow sand is full of sky.

And this person is Xia Ping from Xihuangcheng.

I saw him jumping in the desert, one foot gently on the ground, the back gave birth to two transparent wings, maneuvering airflow, rumbling, he was like a slap in the same direction, quickly gliding in the air.

Every time he glides, he can fly a kilometer or two, very fast.

"It’s really good."

Leaving Xihuang City and coming to this vast world, Xia Ping felt that he did not seem to have any restraint in his body, and he could use his qigong as he pleased.

He constantly runs his own step-by-step, and he will display this peerless effort to the fullest.

After reaching the martial arts territory, this level of human beings has been able to manipulate the real elements, condense the airflow, and can slide in the air, and the speed is not many times faster than the martial arts.

Some people gather the real yuan on their feet and explode in an instant. Like a jet plane, they give their feet a powerful propulsion and sprint hundreds of meters in a flash.

Some people control the airflow and condense the airflow at the foot to form an air barrier. The human stepping on it is like walking in the sky, and the speed is extremely fast.

And Xia Ping's practice of Peng Peng is to run the real yuan in his back, feet and other places, condense into two wings of the Peng Peng, control the air flow, gliding volley.

This kind of practice can speed up your own speed with the help of air turbulence, and it also saves strength. This is an extremely skillful skill that requires a little control over the real yuan.

Ordinary warriors want to control, at least for decades, it is extremely difficult.

"It’s just that the martial arts school is so powerful. It is said that it was promoted to the sect of the sect, and the real scorpion became a suffocating one. At that time, the power was ten times more powerful." Xia Ping is very fascinated. "After the launch of the sect of the sect, the speed is fast. The ultimate, breaking through the sound barrier, rubbing the air, the whole body rubs the flame."

"Achieving the king's situation, even from the gravity of the earth, this is the real flight, Ling Wu."

As for why the king can do this kind of ridiculous thing, he is still unclear for the time being, because there seems to be a lot of secrets in that realm, and ordinary warriors cannot know.

"But this kind of thing is too far away from the present, or just pay attention to it now." Xia Ping continued to run deep into the desert, and even the speed is still accelerating.

He applied the 鲲peng step, manipulated the airflow to slide, and jumped vertically and horizontally. Every inch of muscles was applied to the limit state. At this moment, he was just a 鲲鹏.

When the limit is reached, Xia Ping feels that the heaven and earth aura is rushing into every pore of his body, and he is constantly tempering his muscles, meridians, skin, blood vessels, internal organs and so on.

Even the oncoming wind, when the speed is fast to a certain extent, these winds are like a hammer, knocking from all sides, there is no dead corner to temper Xia Ping's body.

The potential in the depths of his body, under this extreme movement, was also stimulated a little.

It can be said that sometimes running is also a hard practice, and the effect of cultivation is no less than fighting death.

boom!

I don't know how long it took to run. Xia Ping felt that the real element in his body seemed to be rich to a limit. The real yuan was like the sea, and it was swept around the meridians. The potential of the stocks hidden deep in the body was quickly refining.

His body slammed, and the twenty-six meridians were actually broken at this moment. A large number of real elements surged, and the strength and speed of the body increased again.

"It has improved."

Xia Ping was full of joy, he did not expect that the running alone had such amazing cultivation effects, and sometimes it would be of great benefit to him to carry out such extreme training.

In this way, he ran for hours, crossed the desert, and finally arrived at the demon spirit vein.

“Here is the demon spirit vein!!”

Xia Ping stopped, breathing slowly and slowly recovering the real yuan consumed by him, but the real yuan on his body did not know how many times thicker than the ordinary martial artist.

Just running for a few hours, there is no way to consume the real yuan on his body, at most it is a little breathless.

He looked in the distance and saw that on the edge of the desert, there was a huge abandoned vein, and a large black stone stood in front of the mountain.

This is simply a continuous mountain range, covering thousands of kilometers, looking infinite, such as the huge body of a huge black behemoth in the depths of the desert, exudes a repressed atmosphere.

These stone mountains are riddled with holes at this moment. It seems that people have not known how many times they have dug, and there are pits, like honey honeycombs.

These potholes roared, and there was a gust of wind and it seemed to be inhabited by a horrible demon.

"Good place to be gloomy."

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a trace of coldness. In this black and huge abandoned vein, he could feel the demon spirit that came from the depths of the veins, containing the sins like the abyss, and the sins in the depths of hell.

Even this huge black stone mountain is not a messy distribution, but an orderly list, distributed in different positions, forming a natural array of each other.

Under this array of methods, it seems that it is a self-contained space, and the inner demon atmosphere is bound in this space, and only a trace of demon is released.

"Awesome, can it be said that this vein was once arranged by a high-ranking person in the ancient times? Or is it natural?" Xia Ping immediately felt the danger of this demon spirit vein.

And as soon as he approached the abandoned vein, he felt an inexplicable pressure in the sky. It seems that if someone surpasses the power of the martial arts, it will be crushed by this heaven and earth.

"stop!"

Just as Xia Ping wanted to enter the demon spirit vein, there was a sudden anger in front of him. This voice was like a roar of drums, and the heart seemed to burst and cracked, with strong sound power.

With a bang, I saw the edge of the veins. There were dozens of strange monsters, human torso, but the head of the tiger, the head of the black wolf, and the head of the snake.

"The demon!"

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a hint of coldness, and immediately they knew that these must be the Yaozu. They were not the same as human beings, and their wisdom was not inferior to human beings.