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Chapter 215: The Seventh Floor of King Wu

This is the number that many disciples have to accumulate for decades.

He was like a whale swallowing a cow and drinking, constantly absorbing the energy extracted from the beast blood pill. From a distance, many beast blood pills surrounded him like stars, and the rolling essence and energy drowned him like a waterfall. The scene was really shocking.

Under the infusion of such powerful energy, Wang Teng's chest was undulating, and his mouth and nose were spraying white air flows out during his breath. The bones in his body sounded clanging and beating melodiously, as if he was undergoing some kind of transformation, and his breath was slowly rising upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

You should know that every time you reach the Martial King realm, it takes years or even decades of accumulation for ordinary people to advance to one level. Wang Teng's almost unstoppable growth method, and when others learn about it, he will inevitably vomit blood jealously.

This is the benefit of the Beast Blood Pill! If there weren't so many pills, it would be a dream to accumulate the energy needed for breakthroughs in a short period of time.

Before we knew it, ten days passed by flash.

In the room, Wang Teng was like a rock, unmoving forever.

The beast blood pill around him was extremely dim and white, like a candlelight in the wind, swaying gently, and it could be extinguished at any time.

Obviously, this is because the energy of the beast blood pill is almost absorbed.

Bang! At one moment, after the last trace of energy was deprived, one of the beast blood pills immediately broke down, turning into powder, and falling down. Then it seemed like a chain reaction, and more and more beast blood pills broke one after another.

For a moment, the powder kept falling like rain, covering the bed with a thick layer, like dust, fluttering in the wind.

Dongdong!

At this time, after ten days of accumulation, Wang Teng breathed strongly, like a beating bellows, and his heart was beating. The sound of a drum pounding sounded, which made the air ripples, which were extremely terrifying.

If anyone is present, he will be surprised, because the breath in his whole body is like a river that is constantly hoarding, creating an extremely powerful sense of oppression, which is simply suffocating.

Boom! A sound that seemed to be broken by the barrier sounded.

Wang Teng suddenly opened his eyes, and two extremely sharp divine lights shot out from his eyes!

In an instant, he was like a sharp sky sword unsheathed, with cold light everywhere, black hair spreading, and cold eyes. Some tables, bookshelfs, and windows in the house were squeaking and shaking wildly.

"The Seventh Level of King Wu..." Wang Teng's thoughts moved, and the breath in his body was immediately taken back into his body like a tide. He slowly spat, and his eyes became shiny.

Feeling the internal strength inside his body that was at least three times stronger than ten days ago, he couldn't help but smile and a hot feeling appeared in his heart.

More than 200 beast blood pills did not disappoint him, and finally made him go further and break through to the seventh level of King Wu. At present, he was full of dragon spirit and tiger spirit, and his blood was abundant, as if a punch could open up the world and his chest was full of heroic spirit.

Although it shows that this is an illusion, he can indeed feel that his whole body's functions have made great leaps and progress.

He stood up, his bones crackled and made a set of boxing techniques. He only acted casually, without any rules, but he was also full of wind and thunder, and a strong wind blew up in the whole room.

Now he has confidence that if he faces Han Feng again and uses about 60% of his strength, he will completely defeat him.
Chapter completed!
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