The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

The Fire Lion looked out of the corner of his eye at the little raccoon who was standing there and using his blood to suppress him. He felt his body stirring, and the blood in his body was agitated. It was a feeling of both fear and excitement. His blood was afraid of the blood in the little raccoon, but what excited his blood was that as long as he swallowed the little raccoon, the blood in his body would move to a higher level, and could even break through from the upper spiritual level to the divine level!

If Xiaoli's blood makes it both afraid and excited, then Xiaoxue's blood next to Xiaoli simply makes its blood feel fearful.

Zeng Wenyu saw that the Flame Lion's eyes were constantly glancing at Xiaoxue and Xiaoli. Although he didn't know why the Flame Lion kept looking at the two little ones, he knew that the Flame Lion must have bad intentions. He had to speed up his attack and entangle the Flame Lion here to prevent it from leaving.

Fists and claws kept colliding, and Zeng Wenyu also had to be careful of the fire lion's sharp teeth and the flames in its mouth.

Wounds had begun to appear on Zeng Wenyu's body. These wounds were caused by his inability to dodge the claws of the Fire Lion. Just a slight touch would cause his body to be cut by the sharp claws. Although the strength in his body was allowing his body to recover quickly, there was always a burning sensation on the wounds caused by the Fire Lion's claws, and that burning sensation was suppressing the speed of his body's recovery.

In fact, the Flame Lion was a little puzzled when it got here. It had long seen that Zeng Wenyu was a physical cultivator, but a physical cultivator is still a physical cultivator. At this stage, Zeng Wenyu's combat power seemed to be slightly weaker than the physical cultivators it had seen before. The most important thing was that the physical cultivators it had seen before could also use spiritual energy, but the enemy in front of it did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations except for fists and feet that made it feel the long-lost pain.

"Roar!" The flame lion waved its claws to force Zeng Wenyu back, "Boy, do you look down on me? What about the attack methods of a physical cultivator? Are you going to fight me with your fists and feet?"

Zeng Wenyu was also helpless. He had seen records in the book collection room before that the former body-refining monks also had magic methods after introducing spiritual energy into their bodies. They could cover and wrap the spiritual energy around their bodies, greatly improving their attack power, and even use the spiritual energy to attack like magic. But Zeng Wenyu couldn't use these things! His body-refining path had gone astray when he was in the blood-refining realm. He was no longer a pure body-refining monk. And the martial arts passed down by the former body-refining monks? He only used ordinary power, not like what was written in the martial arts books, which could split mountains and rocks.

But Zeng Wenyu couldn't be exposed. After being forced back by the flame lion, he stood in front of the flame lion with his hands behind his back: "Little flame lion, a mere upper-grade spirit rank, it's not worth my real efforts. I advise you to leave on your own, otherwise if I get a little serious, you will be wiped out!"

“Hahaha… pretend! Keep pretending! You can’t even get through the skin of my body, how can you be qualified to turn me into ashes?!”

Looking at the flame lion in front of him, Zeng Wenyu knew it wouldn't believe him, but there was no harm in just giving it a try. The flame lion would never let him go. If he didn't believe it, he would die. If he believed it, he might live. What if he did believe it? Unfortunately, the flame lion didn't believe what Zeng Wenyu said at all. It released all its momentum and walked towards Zeng Wenyu step by step.

Flame! Zeng Wenyu seemed to see a large amount of flames burning from behind the flame lion, and the scorching heat kept hitting his face. The flame lion was like a monarch of flames, looking at him proudly, waiting for the endless flames to burn him to ashes.

He suddenly came to his senses and realized that these scenes were just illusions that Zeng Wenyu saw after the Flame Lion released all its aura. Cold sweat broke out on Zeng Wenyu's forehead, and he thought to himself that it was worthy of being a top-grade spiritual monster. Just the aura released by it almost crushed him.

What should I do? Zeng Wenyu kept thinking in his heart, if it was a human cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Infant Realm, Zeng Wenyu could still fight to the death with the other party, because the physical fitness of the Qi Refining cultivator was not very high, but the one in front of him was a demon beast with extremely high intelligence and extremely strong physique. Even if there was only a small realm difference in cultivation, it would be difficult for Zeng Wenyu to escape from the other party.

"My friend, keep pretending! Be natural, don't let it see through you, and think about the powerful monks you have seen."

A tiny voice came from his ear. Although the voice was tiny, Zeng Wenyu still recognized it as Huanxin's voice.

Zeng Wenyu closed his eyes. He saw many powerful cultivators. In Danding Sect alone, there were two Tribulation Realm cultivators, Dan Ping'er and Dan Ruoruo. Old Man Huanyu was also a Tribulation Realm cultivator, and Old Man Long was the one at the top of the pyramid. However, among the four, only Old Man Huanyu had a more ferocious aura. The other three had higher cultivation levels than Old Man Huanyu, but they looked very kind.

If we were to say who had the strongest aura he had ever seen, it would be Emperor Kang of the Dakang Empire!

In his mind, he kept recalling the time when he met Emperor Kang. The look on Emperor Kang's face, the look on his face when he looked down upon the world and all living beings.

As memories emerged in Zeng Wenyu's mind, Zeng Wenyu's aura gradually increased, and his body slowly flew into the air. Endless flames gathered behind him. He leaned back, and the flames instantly condensed into a throne behind him, lifting his body up. Sitting on the flaming chair, Zeng Wenyu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the flaming lion in front of him with contempt.

If the Flame Lion is the monarch of flames, then Emperor Kang is the emperor of flames. Whether in terms of his aura or power, the Flame Lion cannot compare to him.

Looking at Zeng Wenyu in this state, an idea of ​​wanting to surrender appeared in the Flame Lion's mind, and as Zeng Wenyu's momentum continued to grow, this idea became stronger and stronger.

"Impossible! You are just a body-refining cultivator in the middle stage of the Infant Realm. Why do you have such a powerful aura? Why can you make the flame in my body feel fear and even want to surrender?!"

The flame lion roared, and it suddenly raised its head. A large amount of high-temperature flames sprayed from its mouth towards Zeng Wenyu. But what about Zeng Wenyu? He chose to believe in Huan Xin. He still looked at the flame lion with contempt, and did not pay any attention to the flames spraying towards him.

The high temperature of the flame rushed towards Zeng Wenyu's body, but just as the flame was about to get close to him, the flame suddenly stopped in front of Zeng Wenyu's flame throne, turned into tiny sparks in front of him, and disappeared.

"How is this possible!" The Flame Lion roared madly. It didn't understand why it turned out like this. Its flames actually surrendered to the human monk in front of it!

"Look, bro! He is indeed the boss! The boss! We are saved this time!"