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The Eighth Enemy Trace

"Little brother, you are so old-fashioned and not cute enough! Do you want your elder sister to teach you how to act cute-"

Wang Foer felt an extremely tender touch from his back, and his two round and big balls of flesh rubbed against him, making his whole body warm. "This woman is so coquettish. If I met it on Earth, I would definitely be unable to protect my chastity. But now I am only six years old. Does she still have a pedophile?"

"This moon-treading smoke beast is the best among the wind and horse beasts. Where did you get it from? Why don't you give it to your elder sister?"

Wang Fo'er coughed! He said lightly: "If you could send me to the vicinity of Wu Lao Peak and leave a few hundred taels of gold, you can take this thing away." He had been extremely angry with the strange beast, and ran around and caused a lot of trouble. He said in his stomach: "This strange beast is not mine, and he can do it with this kind of favor."

The woman laughed and floated away from her mount. Only then did Wang Foer see that the woman looked very beautiful, about 27 or 28 years old, with her mouth, eyebrows and eyes full of charm. Her clothes were already penetrated by blood stains, and she couldn't tell what color it was.

"You little brother, you don't understand the market. This moonlight smoke beast is the best breed among the wind horse beasts. It won't be exchanged for ten thousand gold coins in the imperial capital horse market. You are still a young horse and the rarest silver mane. I will give it to my sister for a few hundred taels. I really don't dare to ask for it."

Wang Foer gently patted the horse's neck, his face remained silent, but his heart was filled with joy. "It turns out that the strange beast I caught casually has this kind of origin, and now it's so developed."

He was thinking about how to exchange for real money and live a comfortable life. The woman's body shook slightly, suddenly spitting blood in her mouth and fell to the ground. Wang Foer was shocked, and then he saw three injuries behind the woman. One of the green palm prints broke all the clothes and printed on her white and tender skin, which actually brought endless mystery.

The other two wounds were wounded by weapons. Although they were shocking, they could not scare Wang Foer, a brave guy.

"She was actually injured so seriously. It seems that the boy named Lu and others have a tough hand!"

After jumping off the horse, Wang Foer thought about it and helped the woman up to the moonlight and smoke beast, and tried his best to walk into the mountains so as not to be caught by the pursuers.

"It's really so many life that it's causing countless rodeos to bow their backs. This job of holding a horse and searching for a ring is not easy to do!"

Every time he walked for a while, Wang Foer would run back and clear all the traces. He would trim the broken branches and touch them with soil. He would also help the grass on the ground. He would use environmentally friendly means to deal with any blood drops and strips of rags.

After walking like this for dozens of miles, Wang Foer was so tired that he felt sweat all over his body. He had already achieved the eighth grade of cultivation, but he was a child after all, and his physical development was insufficient and his strength was inferior.

He patted the unlucky moonlight beast and asked the strange beast to stop. Wang Foer sat silently on the ground and circulated the heart method of the frozen demon in the ten directions, trying to recover some strength.

Kumaragupta told Wang Foer that if he could break through to the seventh level of cultivation in the past few months, he could take him to watch the battle. If he couldn't, the old monk didn't say it at the time, but showed a look of regret.

Although Wang Foer's practice has improved rapidly under the Wulao Peak Waterfall and has moved to the half-middle waist of the waterfall, there has been no sign of breakthrough again.

If a martial artist with relatively good qualifications works hard and can obtain the best mental method, it will be not special if he cultivates the ninth grade in five years, ten years, and reachs the sixth grade in twenty years. Although there are many geniuses in the Middle Land, and there are also many people who have cultivated the first grade in more than ten years. But that is an individual case after all.

Wang Foer believed that he could achieve the ninth grade in a few months, and he was confused. He knew that his family was not considered a martial arts genius.

After seven turns of true energy, Wang Foer felt that the strength of his hands and feet gradually grew, and the true energy in his body was surging. Although the frozen demon path in the ten directions was a martial art with cold attributes, he followed the kingly martial arts path of yin and yang, hardness and softness. The more he practiced to the depth, the more he pursued the way of balance, and used the supreme true fire to absorb heat, making the cold true energy more cold, and even cold enveloped the extreme yang.

This kung fu was created by the ancestor of the White Moon Demon Clan, and the god Gou Wuxie. Gou Wuxie is born with magical power. With one move, the ice cold demon power can fill the world, and no creature can stop it. However, its descendants are not as powerful as their ancestors. When they practice the frozen demon path to a certain level, they will encounter bottlenecks and cannot continue to improve because the body can no longer withstand the cold cold that freezes all things.

It was not until later that the Baiyue Demon Clan produced a saint who thought hard and realized the great way, and then revised the ten directions of frozen demon path. The internal force of the extreme yang pure fire was used to circulate the five internal organs, and the internal force of the cold to freeze was forced to spread the body surface.

In this way, the practitioner's body will not be damaged by the excessive ice and cold true qi in his body. The practitioner can also activate the ice and cold true qi that is frozen without any fear of frostbite and damage his own flesh and blood body. This establishes the status of the first martial arts of the frozen demon path ice system.

The true fire in the body is burning, and the true qi outside the body is like ice. When the true power of the frozen demon path continues to increase, the true fire in the body continues to grow, protecting the five internal organs of the warrior. When the true qi of the frozen demon path is consumed too much, the true fire in the body will be yang and will be produced in the yin, and will be transformed into the true qi of the frozen demon path...

This cycle repeats itself to double the long endurance of the practitioner.

In just a short moment, Wang Foer's understanding of the frozen demon path became deeper. When he stood up and prepared to continue walking into the mountains, the five senses that became more sensitive due to meditation suddenly caught a trace of inappropriateness.

"This smell seems to be emitted by a guy who hasn't taken a shower for several years. It's the enemy!"

Wang Fo'er reacted very quickly. When he noticed that there was an alarm, he immediately shook his hands, and more than ten ice hammers condensed into shape, smashing them hard in the direction he chose. After one of them fell into a dense bush, he quietly became silent.

"Damn it, I'm not the kind of suspicious and hesitant waste. I have three-point doubts and a lot of actions, and I often have unexpected results."

Since the abnormality had been discovered, Wang Foer's second wave of attack condensed more than ten ice cones and flew towards the bushes. A low angrily shout sounded from the numbers, and Wang Foer's ice cone disappeared silently again.
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