Chapter 83 Shooting the Sun

Returning to his secret room, Long Yongcheng's face turned white and a mouthful of blood surged up.

"They shouldn't have noticed me, right?"

Long Yongcheng asked Luo Shendao.

"No, why do you have to be strong without that strength? I said I could stand up for a while at that time."

The voice of Luo Shen's complaint sounded in Long Yongcheng's sea of knowledge. When Long Yongcheng confronts Changyou, Luo Shen naturally feels the pressure of Long Yongcheng. When a person is under pressure, even if he does not reach the limit, it is very easy to collapse with a little relaxation. The greater the pressure, the more likely it is to collapse when he relaxes. For practitioners, there is no problem to stimulate the improvement of their strength with appropriate pressure, but the closer they are to the limit, the more dangerous it is. At that time, Long Yongcheng's state was basically challenging the limit.

Although Luo Shen is very weak, there is still no problem to support him for the time being. However, when Luo Shen made a request to Long Yongcheng, Long Yongcheng stubbornly pushed himself down, otherwise Long Yongcheng would not have been seriously injured.

"It's good if I don't have it. Isn't it for me? My biggest card is actually you. If something happens, who will I go to?"

"For my own good, what should I do if something happens to you? Is it useless to find another person to say that I can borrow your knowledge?"

Luo Shen also said angrily. Long Yongcheng listened to this sentence and was silent for a short time. The atmosphere seemed to be a little strange.

"Okay, I'm going to meditated. We'll both be careful in the future."

Luo Shen no longer answered and fell into silence as usual. Long Yongcheng felt that his heart seemed to be very messy at this moment, but he didn't know exactly why. Throwing away the messy thoughts in his heart, Long Yongcheng sat down to the sky and began to practice while healing his wounds. Long Yongcheng absorbed the aura in the air into his body and operated in the meridians to repair his injury. Soon Long Yongcheng fell into a state of selflessness.

Long Yongcheng seems to have lost his mind, only feeling, as if he were a wisp of pure consciousness in the world. He felt that each of his pores was dilated, as if the amount of exchange between his pores and the air was larger. The master of the fetal period could have been able to directly exchange the body with the air to ensure that he could have enough oxygen without breathing, but now it is the amount of this exchange. It's like that although I can breathe with my own body, I still feel a little stuffy. And now it is slowly becoming smoother.

However, this increase is so small that you can't detect this change if you don't perceive it carefully. But there is an instinctive feeling of comfort in Long Yongcheng's soul. This instinctive comfortable feeling can be clearly perceived by Long Yongcheng's soul, but the speed that is not obvious is also slowly increasing. Suddenly, Long Yongcheng felt a violent contraction of the capillaries all over his body, and the comfortable feeling seemed to have increased several times at once. At the same time, the amount of exchange between Long Yongcheng's body and the outside air has also increased, which can be felt without careful perception.

With this surge in the exchange of body and air, Long Yongcheng feels that his perception is much sharper. Without vision, spiritual knowledge, or hearing, just this kind of body's intuition can have a more accurate feeling to the outside world. Long Yongcheng enjoyed this comfortable state for a long time, and seemed to have regained his mind. After slightly running his spiritual power, he felt that his spiritual power was more pure and easier to control. Under the influence of higher quality spiritual power, his body was further refined. At this time, his injury was also completely All right.

Now, I should have broken through the early stage of fetalxi and reached the middle level of fetalxi. In terms of realm, it is equivalent to the eighth-class human level of Xinyuan mainland, but in terms of strength, it is equivalent to the first-class level of prefecture-level, that is to say, I am also a master of the early stage of prefecture-level. Every time your strength increases by one point, your guarantee will also increase by one point. In fact, there are too many shortcomings compared with practitioners in the Xinyuan Continent, so there is a reason why this realm of dragon bravery is far higher than the strength of people in the same realm of Xinyuan Continent.

And the reason why those geniuses can challenge is that all geniuses are not only a little better than others in practice, but also have a strong ability to understand and understand. They have added too many things in the process of cultivation and abandoned all the things they think are wrong. A process is equivalent to a process of constantly improving skills. However, no matter how talented a genius is, it is not as good as the years and generations of accumulated and perfected skills.

Therefore, with the improvement of the realm, the strength gap between those geniuses and the masters of the same realm of the New Yuan Dynasty is narrowing little by little, while Long Yongcheng has not narrowed the strength gap between the masters of the same realm of the New Year and the New Year continent, but is increasing. Of course, if those geniuses in the New Yuan Continent get a real skill, rather than the practice of the practice of the New Yuan Continent, even if they practice the New Yuan Continent in the later stage, the speed of shrinking the strength between them and the masters of the same realm will be greatly slowed down, and even fix the gap in a certain Within the level.

Just when Long Yongcheng was happy that he had just broken through to the middle of his fetal life, Long Yongcheng suddenly felt that the surrounding space began to become very disorderly and constantly turbulent, and the power of continuous disorder and turbulence turned out to be a trace of power of fate. Long Yongcheng doesn't know how long he has been closed, and he can't feel the passage of time, especially when he enters the realm of selflessness and nothing. Maybe he has been closed for a long time, which is enough for a lot of things to happen.

Long Yongcheng sensed that in the Public Security Bureau, an unparalleled momentum suddenly appeared and hit a strong existence. However, although this force was unparalleled, it was only a momentum. After all, the power was too weak and invisible by the powerful existence waved his hand. . The sharp momentum was too familiar. Long Yongcheng's heart tightened and hurried out of the secret room.

Following his own feeling, Long Yongcheng once again felt that the sharp momentum was condensed again. When Long Yongcheng rushed over, he saw Long Chen, who was Long Chen. During his retreat, Long Chen actually cultivated the sun shooting formula to the early stage of building the foundation. That sharp momentum is exactly a spiritual arrow condensed by Long Chen using the sun shooting formula. What Long Chen faced was a prefecture-level primary fate magician, who obviously looked like a joke.

Of course, it is a joke. Longchen's realm is only equivalent to the first-class level, and the lower the realm, the smaller the gap between the practitioners and the practitioners of the New World. Longchen may not even be able to exert his second-class strength. Although Longchen's attack momentum is unparalleled, In terms of power, for the advanced masters of the prefecture, they can only be teased after all.

Long Yongcheng nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, Long Chen had just cultivated the sun shooting formula to the early stage of foundation, and he had already realized his magical power. Although the realization of this magic power is ultimately related to the teaching method of the sun shooting formula practiced by Long Chen. Basically, everyone who practices the sun shooting formula can understand the similar attack magic power from that dynamic skill, but Longchen can understand that it is much better than others in the early stage of building the foundation.

Long Yongcheng saw that the local master seemed to be having fun and did not notice his existence. A sneer appeared at the corners of Long Yongcheng's mouth, and a water-blue arrow condensed and formed in Long Yongcheng's hand. Although Long Yongcheng did not practice the sun shooting formula, he realized that similar magical power could also be used in other ways. The spiritual power is exerted. Compared with the arrow condensed by Longchen, the sharp momentum on Long Yongcheng's arrow is stronger. The sun shooting formula, then use this magic power from the sun shooting formula to "shoot the sun"! This strong momentum finally attracted the attention of the fateful magician.

However, just as the fate magician turned his head to this side, Long Yongcheng made a gesture of pulling a bow and arrow, and the water-blue arrow rushed to the magician with this sharp momentum. The power of fate gathered wildly in the air and hit the arrow. The arrow was scattered into a crystal splash in the air, and the power of fate just dissipated. The magician wiped a cold sweat, and if he reacted slowly, he would be shot by the arrow.

This magician is obviously a master at the peak of the first level of the prefecture, so he can resist Long Yongcheng's attack in a hurry and should have the third-class strength of the prefecture level. After all, Long Yong's honesty to the maximum is just the first-class. Unless with the help of Luo Shen's power, it is difficult to defeat the master of the first-class realm. Long Yongcheng felt that the fate magician in the public security bureau was not the one in front of him. He was fighting with the people in his public security bureau, and the people who stayed in his public security bureau did not have a master above the prefecture level!

Long Yongcheng's face changed. Mo Feiyou's fate magician and Bai Feng had some accidents when they did it. However, there seems to be no casualties in the Public Security Bureau. The battle has just begun, and these magicians are all at the prefecture level, and what is left in the Public Security Bureau is at the human level, so they all have a playful attitude and did not do their best. Just as they were playing with these weak ants in their eyes in their own way, suddenly a very terrible smell of fate enveloped the whole public security bureau, and the breath of fate exuded an extremely dangerous atmosphere.