"puff"

Under the impact of the huge spiritual power, Ye Wuyou was seriously injured. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Seeing Ye Wuyou vomiting blood, Qianli Mao said with some worry. "Stop playing and come out of the formation quickly. If this continues, your life will be at risk.

"

"It's okay, I can still hold on." Ye Wuyou shook his head and said a little stubbornly.

"You..." Seeing Ye Wuyou like this, Qianli Cat didn't know what to say. The whole cat was like an ant on a hot pot, constantly moving around the room.

"So that's it." After being injured, Ye Wuyou discovered that the Nine-Destroying Immortality Skill, which he had already pushed to its limit, was actually a step faster, which made Ye Wuyou happy.

Then Ye Wuyou clenched his fist, hit his chest hard again.

Even for himself, Ye Wuyou showed no mercy. He opened his mouth and spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face as pale as paper.

"Are you crazy?" Seeing Ye Wuyou hurt himself, Qianli Mao was dumbfounded and asked quickly.

"Not only am I not crazy, I am doing very well now." Ye Wuyou said with a smile.

The Nine-Destroying Immortality Technique is indeed a masochistic technique. The more serious the injury, the faster it will function.

Ye Wuyou discovered that after being injured, the Nine-Destroying Immortal Art was running faster and faster, almost keeping up with the speed of the spiritual power flowing out. This made Ye Wuyou happy and finally knew what to do.

He clenched his fists again and punched his chest twice hard. Although Ye Wuyou's face looked bad, his eyes became brighter.

Taking advantage of the injury, he quickly activated the Nine-Destroying Immortality Technique to quickly refine the spiritual power pouring into his body.

"Haha, there's drama, there's drama." Ye Wuyou discovered that the speed of refining had almost caught up with the speed of spiritual power coming out. As long as the balance of payments was balanced, it would not be burst.

In order to increase the refining speed, Ye Wuyou also tried his best and hit himself hard twice.

"Madman, he is truly a complete madman." Qianlimao saw all Ye Wuyou's behavior and said speechlessly.

But I have to say that Ye Wuyou is really powerful. He tried his best to harm himself and finally succeeded.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou's condition was stabilizing, Qianli Mao also breathed a sigh of relief.

After hesitating for a moment, he jumped into Ye Wuyou's arms.

With Ye Wuyou protecting it, Qianlimao didn't feel too much pressure, lay in Ye Wuyou's arms, and fell asleep beautifully.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully advancing to the sixth level of martial arts." At this time, the system prompt sounded suddenly.

"Have you finally made a breakthrough? It seems that all my sacrifices were worth it." After hearing the system's reminder, Ye Wuyou smiled.

Then Ye Wuyou quickly opened the page and started reading.

Host: Ye Wuyou

Physique: Body of bad luck (enabled)

Kung Fu: Nine-Destroying Immortal Kung Fu

Realm: Sixth Grade Wuzong (Rookie)

Rage value: 10420

…

After the strength is improved, the speed of refining the Nine-Destroying Immortal God Kung is even faster.

It used to be able to put some pressure on Ye Wuyou, but now? Ye Wuyou has adapted.

Now it's impossible to push Ye Wuyou to the point of bursting.

After the crisis was resolved, Ye Wuyou began to practice with peace of mind.

The remaining time was less than half a month, and Ye Wuyou had to make good use of it.

"What's going on? Why is there no movement in the room?" Although the old man who was practicing for the ninth time said he didn't care about Ye Wuyou anymore, he had been paying attention to Ye Wuyou secretly. After Ye Wuyou walked into the room,

The old man also became nervous. He must still admire Ye Wuyou. If Ye Wuyou died like this, the old man would feel it would be a pity.

At first, there was some movement in the room, and it seemed that Ye Wuyou had already started.

The old man was also full of worries. The seventh floor must not be comparable to the first six floors. Even if a fifth-grade martial king-level expert entered it rashly, there would be a risk of being overstuffed.

Ye Wuyou was just a small martial artist, how could he possibly endure it.

The old man wanted to rush down several times to save this junior who didn't know how high the sky was.

However, I finally endured it.

If you don't teach Ye Wuyou a lesson, I'm afraid Ye Wuyou doesn't know what danger is, so the old man waits until Ye Wuyou begs for mercy, knowing that he is afraid and regretting before taking action.

When the time comes, he can not only save people, but also teach Ye Wuyou a lesson. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

What the old man didn't expect was that, apart from some movement at first, the room became very quiet afterwards, which made the old man depressed.

Could it be that Ye Wuyou has been stretched to the point of bursting? There is no way that there is no movement at all when his body explodes.

Without being stretched to the point of bursting, could it be that Ye Wuyou really held on and couldn't practice in there?

The old man quickly rejected this idea. How could a little Wu Zong bear it?

Since he was not stretched out and it was impossible to practice in the room, what on earth was Ye Wuyou doing in the room.

The old man thought for a long time and had no clue at all, which made him feel a little depressed.

"What a good boy, you are actually playing tricks with me." He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. The old man said with a smile. "I just want to see how long you can stay in there. If you have the ability, just stay in there and don't come out.

.”

Every time the old man practiced for a while, he would take a look to see if Ye Wuyou came out.

After watching this for more than a dozen times, the old man suddenly realized that he had no intention of practicing at all, so he simply stopped practicing and stared at Ye Wuyou intently to see when Ye Wuyou would come out.

What the old man didn't expect was that he would be stared at for a week.

Even the old man was a little dumbfounded. Why didn't Ye Wuyou come out after such a long time? Could it be that he was sleeping in there.

"I don't believe it anymore, you can stay in it for the rest of your life." The old man was also a persistent person, so he got into a fight with Ye Wuyou.

Moreover, the old man no longer stayed on the ninth floor, but went directly to the seventh floor and stood at Ye Wuyou's door, staring at the door in front of him to see when it would open.

I thought that after waiting for a day or two at most, Ye Wuyou would get out obediently, but who knew, the wait would be another week.

"Is it finally time? I'm really reluctant to leave." A month passed like this, and Ye Wuyou stopped practicing. After opening the door, he saw an old man standing at the door. Ye Wuyou was slightly startled.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Senior, do you want to use this room?"

Seeing Ye Wuyou finally come out, the old man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and said angrily, "Use your big-headed ghost."
Chapter completed!