Seeing his powerful holy lion fist only made Li Qingfeng take two steps back, the nine-headed holy lion opened his mouth and was surprised.

You should know that the nine-headed lion is a top-grade demon sage, which is two levels higher than Li Qingfeng.

He just thought that he could easily kill Li Qingfeng with his holy lion fist, even if he could not kill Li Qingfeng, he would be seriously injured, but he did not expect Li Qingfeng to be okay.

Not only was the nine-headed holy lion shocked, but other innocent people around him also looked surprised, especially those of the top-ranking saints.

Hao Tian Sheng Zi, Ling Long Sheng Nu, Tian Jian Sheng Zi, Mad Sword Son, all cast a surprised look on Li Qingfeng.

You have to know that the strength of the four of them is also a top-grade saint, but now seeing the nine-headed lion did not kill Li Qingfeng, making them feel a threat.

Li Qingfeng is just an inferior saint, and he can fight against the inferior saint. If he is allowed to break through to the superior saint, it is not invincible.

Haotian Shengzi glanced at Li Qingfeng, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was secretly thinking about whether to go up and give Li Qingfeng a blow.

The Linglong Saint next to him saw the thoughts of Haotian Shengzi, and said lightly: Haotian Shengzi, you are also the first 30 characters of Qianlong List, how can you bully a low-ranking saint?

Haotian Shengzi frowned slightly, and said: Linglong Saint, don't you know that guy, so he protects him.

Linglong Saint shook her head and said: Haotian Shengzi, I don't know that human, I haven't seen it before, but I feel that we are all people with heads and faces in front of Qianlong List, even if we want to attack Li Qingfeng, we must Let him and the nine-headed lion make the difference.

Haotian Shengzi nodded and said: You can rest assured, I naturally know the size.

Not far away, although Li Qingfeng confronted the nine-headed lion, his ears were extremely sensitive. He had heard the conversation between Haotian Shengzi and Linglong Saint not far away.

Regarding Haotian Shengzi, Li Qingfeng was extremely upset. I didn't know you, didn't provoke you. You even wanted to deal with me.

But for the Linglong Saint, Li Qingfeng had some feelings in her heart. This beautiful woman even helped herself at a critical time.

If Haotian Shengzi shot just now, Li Qingfeng would be in danger. Let Li Qingfeng deal with a nine-headed holy lion. Li Qingfeng has exhausted all his strength, and another Haotian Shengzi will definitely cause huge damage.

Saint Lingling didn't know that it was because she spoke for Li Qingfeng just now that she helped her escape from the trial in the future Fairy Fairy.

In the future, Li Qingfeng even saved her life and gave her some treasures in order to miss her current help. Of course, these are all afterwords.

Nine-headed holy lion looked at Li Qingfeng in front and said with a cold face: Yes, it was able to block my holy lion boxing, but I want to see if you can hold me a few punches.

Nine-headed holy lion moves the holy elements in his body, all input into his fist.

His body rose into the air and began to grow larger, becoming ten thousand feet in size, as large as a mountain.

The bodies of the other integrators around them all receded back, fearing that they would be affected, they could not bear the violent energy emitted from the nine-headed lion.

Not only that, nine heads, eighteen arms, and eighteen fists grew above the body of the nine-headed lion.

Each of these eighteen fists is standing on top of the earth, arrogant to the sky, and as big as a small hill. It can be said that the volume of a fist is several times larger than Li Qingfeng's body.

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, and said: He has transformed into a little bit interesting.

Li Qingfeng was not afraid, and he did not change himself, because Li Qingfeng had just discovered that when the lion of the nine-headed lion punched his fist, although he slid himself back, it inspired The power of the mortal prison body inside him.

The most important practice of mortal town prison body has two aspects. On the one hand, it is self-cultivation to absorb the ghost spirit of hell.

But here is after all human, not hell. Hell's breath is relatively weak, so relying on Li Qingfeng's own cultivation speed is a bit slow.

Another method is to rely on the other party's practice, let the instructors who are more powerful than Li Qingfeng hit Li Qingfeng's body with his own physical attack, temper the prison body in his body, and let the prison body inspire **** runes, so as to exercise His physical body makes his physical body stronger.

Li Qingfeng's physical body is already equivalent to 50 million kilograms of strength, but it is not enough. He has to become more powerful.

After the body of the nine-headed lion became ten thousand feet in size, Li Qingfeng had become a ants in his eyes, which could be crushed with ease.

The nine-headed lion said with a murderous face: Li Qingfeng, I don't care what kind of exercises you practice, can you catch me a punch, can you catch my 18 fists, today I will use 18 The fist smashed you into a patty.

The nine-headed holy lion shouted, and the holy order runes were all around. He waved eighteen fists against Li Qingfeng’s body from all directions. He wanted to smash Li Qingfeng from 18 directions into meat patties ~www .lightnovelpub.net~ Li Qingfeng runs the mortal **** body in his body and emits black energy all over his body. There are black tadpole runes on his body, which is the order of hell.

At the same time, the gas of Gengjin in Li Qingfeng's body was also exuded. The golden breath and the black breath were intertwined with each other, which contained more majestic energy.

Jailbreak!

Li Qingfeng shouted and waved his fists incessantly, colliding with the 18 fists in the sky.

But those 18 fists were too many, and the angle of attack was extremely tricky. They came from all directions. Li Qingfeng could block the fist in front, but could not block the fist in the rear.

Bang Bang Bang Bang...

Several fists of the nine-headed lion slammed on Li Qingfeng’s back. He immediately hit his back with cracked clothes, broken muscles and bones, spit out blood in his mouth, and his face was pale.

When Li Qingfeng hadn't responded yet, he hit another fist from the left side, hitting him on the ribs, directly knocking his body upside down.

Seeing Li Qingfeng injured, the blood sages in the distance, Mu Qing saints, Lan Yun and others all saw a little worry. They had a crush on Li Qingfeng and naturally did not want Li Qingfeng to have an accident.

The black puppy was calm and calm, not worried at all, because it had confidence in Li Qingfeng's strength.

Although Li Qingfeng vomited blood at the mouth and injured his body, Li Qingfeng not only did not feel nervous, but became a little excited.

When Li Qingfeng was injured, the bone fracture was a biting pain for him, but at the next moment, the mortal prison body in the body exudes a black energy breath to repair his broken bone.

At the same time he was grinding his broken bones, becoming darker and stronger.

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