After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The desire to fight is rising!

Ying Bing was stunned.

Can't he only use the magic weapon once each time?

Using divine weapons one after another...is it because of the fighting spirit behind it?

"I'm more durable today."

Li Mo grinned and slowly pulled out the Panjie Meteorite Hammer.

The effect of becoming more courageous as the battle goes on is probably similar to the rage bar.

"It turned out to be you who killed Cheng'er!"

Yin Huaxuan was furious.

"You, damn it!"

Middle-aged Han Zhen noticed that young Han Zhen's breath had disappeared, and he stared at the young man intently.

"I wanted to get along with you as a swordsman."

"Now, because of you, my forties and eighties have been seen. How am I going to survive in the future? How am I going to introduce myself? Huh?"

"I'm gonna fucking beat you to death!!!"

Student Xiao Li was very angry.

The rage bar is full.

The people below the stairs swallowed their saliva.

Who is challenging whom?

This isn't right.

If they had played the game they would know.

This feeling of oppression is the feeling of the boss entering the final stage and becoming violent.

"Is that Junior Brother Li?"

"It's really him!"

"Isn't he good with a sword?"

"But... he's clearly only at the Inner Breathing Stage, so why is his aura so strong?"

"That fighting spirit must be some kind of extremely powerful secret technique, but relying on this alone is probably not enough to compete with the inner scene."

.....

The people below could vaguely see the scene above.

Everyone was a little confused.

Li Mo, who is good at using swords, suddenly took out a hammer and said that he would hammer Neijing and another existence comparable to Neijing to death.

Internal breath hits internal scene?

No story writer would dare to write like this.

But it cannot be said that such things have never happened, but they were all under extremely special circumstances, with the right time, place and people.

They also don’t know whether the current Li Mo counts.

And what he was facing was not an interior scene.

"When necessary, there is no need to hold back."

"Quick victory."

Han Zhen uttered these two sentences word by word.

This so-called Blood Phoenix Secret Realm is the remaining cave in his remains.

After the death of its master, it has gone through thousands of years of erosion and is no longer as strong as it used to be. It relies entirely on the blood phoenix essence to support it and can accommodate the entry of the God-Observing Realm.

Now, this cave is probably no longer safe.

Once the cave is broken, the strong people from the outside world will definitely notice it.

Yin Huaxuan nodded in agreement.

The overwhelming scene became more and more real, as if an ancient dragon demon was reviving, and its murderous aura was earth-shaking.

The burning phoenix feathers on Ying Bing's body reappeared, and she held Tian Shuang upside down:

"Leave Yin Huaxuan to me..."

"It's not necessary."

Li Mo exhaled a breath of white air, and the rising fighting spirit made his voice a little unclear:

"Please concentrate all your energy on refining the Blood Phoenix Essence."

"No one can disturb you for a quarter of an hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the footsteps behind him stop.

Don't even think about it.

Those icy eyes were fixed on his back. I wonder what expression they had. Maybe a hint of silence?

The silence lasted only a moment, and then the vibrations of refining the Blood Phoenix Essence were heard.

"It feels good to show off in front of others."

Student Li thought so, gripped the Panjie Meteorite Hammer tightly, and muttered to himself.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart:

“Why is it a hammer…”

Rumbling--

A figure suddenly jumped up. It was not Yin Huaxuan, but Han Zhen. The other party's eyes were almost popping out of blood, and he had gone crazy.

The Blood Phoenix Essence is his foundation and his confidence.

Without this foundation, he would have no chance to start over.

If you die again, you are truly dead and can never come back.

"die!"

The word "death" seemed to solidify into substance.

The inscriptions on Zhang Xuan's bones shone brightly, emitting an aura that was almost burning out, making the middle-aged Han Zhen look visibly older.

As he grew older, his aura became even more terrifying. When he threw a punch, death was imminent before the fist even arrived.

"You should have been buried long ago."

Li Mo went up with a hammer in hand.

For a moment, the killing spirit of the soldiers was so strong that the bronze palace was buzzing with violence. The two men fought hard.