If you want to speed up the practice of [Emperor Dao Body Art], the way is actually very simple, there are only three types.

The first one is to take various targeted treasures or pills.

The second type is to use crazy battles to further condense your physical strength.

The third type is to use natural power to temper the body.

And the gale here is the third type.

The endless black winds were like sharp exercises, constantly slamming Zhou Heng.

Erosion, destruction!

But under the operation of the [Emperor Taoist Body Art], this erosion force was gradually annihilated and even refined.

A trace of pure natural energy wandered through Zhou Heng's limbs and bones.

Tempering his flesh, muscles, bones, and even veins.

This kind of tempering is not fast, like a turtle, but it is making real progress.

But this process is very painful.

If you cut into pieces, it is all pediatrics.

Zhou Heng suffered from the double destruction of his body and soul.

This tests willpower extremely.

Fortunately, Zhou Heng in his previous life had already sharpened his willpower like steel. He still gritted his teeth and persevered with the black gale. On his strong body, ferocious blood marks appeared. In less than a minute, Zhou Heng's whole body was covered with blood.

However, with the operation of the [Emperor Taoist Art], the blood marks on the body are gradually disappearing and healing.

It’s just that the alternation time is too fast, which leads to visual errors, and it looks like the bloodstains that have been staying there before.

Zhou Heng calmed down, his mind wandered around, and he used his instinct to madly operate [The Emperor's Dao Body Skill].

This is a good way to slow down the perception of pain to a certain extent.

Time passes by minute by minute.

It took a day and a night to go around.

Zhou Heng was like an old monk entering into meditation, and was as motionless as a bell.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the main mission! Looking for treasures from the powerful people in the holy realm! Get a chance to awaken gods and demons."

In my mind, the prompt sound of the summoning system sounded.

Zhou Heng, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes. The task was finally completed. It seemed that Zhu Rong and the others were going well.

Zhou Heng smiled, but on his always handsome face, there were bloodstains intertwined at this moment, looking like the evil ghost Shura. This smile not only did not have the sunny and handsome smell, but instead made people feel panicked and even creepy.

Fortunately, he was the only one on the scene and would not scare others.

"The progress of the Emperor's Dao Body Art is indeed very great."

Zhou Heng began to sense his body, and he found that after this day of cultivation, the fourth level of [Emperor Taoist Art] was very gratifying.

It was only 3% before, to be precise, 3.1%, but now it has reached 10%.

This progress is a bit terrifying. The limit of perfection in the fourth level is 100 million times. Before, 3.1% was equivalent to 3.1 million times the same-level physical body, but now it reaches 10%, which is equivalent to 10 million times the physical body.

In other words, Zhou Heng increased the strength of his body in just one day by 6.9 million times.

Even if ordinary body refining cultivators practice advanced body refining techniques, their physical strength will only increase several times in just one day.

Where is it like Zhou Heng?

A day of practice has increased by 6.9 million times.

How could this be felt by those body-refining cultivators?

But this is not incomprehensible.

First, Zhou Heng practiced chaos-level exercises.

Second, Zhou Heng has the Chaos Bloodline.

Third, the natural environment here.

With the addition of the three, the cultivation speed of the physical body is naturally amazingly fast.

It is said that the strength of the Chaos creatures is reflected in their bodies.

At this speed, if you stay here for ten days and half a month, you don’t need real dragon essence and blood or real dragon blood stone.

With the strong wind here alone, he can reach the fourth level of the [Emperor Taoist Body Art].

I just don’t know how long the secret realm of the Dragon Hunting is opened.

He seemed to have forgotten to ask Gu Qingcheng this question, and the woman had never told him about it.

And he didn't know how to leave.

Teleportation array?

Or something else.

When he first entered the ancient battlefield, the Dawu Empire gave him a token. In addition to recording scores, he also had the function of teleportation.

But this time I entered the Dragon Hunting Secret Realm, there was nothing.

Could it be that there is a teleportation array here to leave?

Zhou Heng took out the True Dragon Bloodstone, which was much smaller than the True Dragon Bloodstone obtained from Hua Wulei.

At best, it is just the size of an average pineapple.

However, the blood energy contained within is much stronger than the previous medium-grade true dragon bloodstone.

Zhou Heng held this true dragon bloodstone and absorbed it madly.

At the same time, he endured the bombardment of black winds from all directions.

A two-pronged approach has come.

Two hours later.

The true dragon blood petrol in Zhou Heng's hand turned into a pool of powder. When the cold wind blew, it disappeared without a trace.

And his physical strength has increased a lot.

From ten percent to eleven percent.

It is equivalent to increasing the strength of the body by one million times.

The speed of this increase is simply crazy.

"His Majesty!"

At this time, Zhurong and Gonggong came back.

"Has the stuff been found?"

Zhou Heng stood up, and the blood scabs on his body began to shed their skin like an old snake, constantly falling off, revealing his toned skin.

"Back to Your Majesty, that's this thing!"

Zhurong took out an exquisite red box from his space ring.

The box is not large in size, just the same size as the makeup box for girls.

However, the material is very special, and it is made of a metal that Zhou Heng had never seen before.

Zhou Heng took it and looked it carefully, and found that there was a cross-shaped key hole on the box. I guess a special key was needed to open it.

"Didn't the key be found?"

Zhou Heng looked up at the two of them.

Zhurong and Gonggong both shook their heads.

"We searched all over a hundred miles, but we still didn't find such a cross-shaped key." Gonggong said helplessly.

If they hadn't been searching three feet of carpet style, they would have been back long ago, so how could it have been so long?

"This is a little troublesome!"

Zhou Heng pinched his chin and pondered his face. He finally found the treasure left by the powerful man in the Saint Search Realm, but he couldn't open it?

It’s like knowing the big treasure, but I don’t have the key and can’t get in.

Can it be summarized by the word "cat"?

"Zhurong, try to melt it." Zhou Heng handed the box to Zhurong. Zhurong is one of the twelve ancestor witches, the Fire God, and the Fire Control Magical Power. His original fire may be far from that of the top ten divine fires, but it should not be underestimated.

"Your Majesty, I have tried it in the process of coming back, it's useless." Zhu Rong showed a rare hint of embarrassment. As one of the twelve ancestor witches, he couldn't do anything to the mere thing left by the Holy Realm. It was simply too embarrassing.

Although it is because he is no longer in peak condition, he always feels that this cannot be used as an excuse that he cannot solve.
Chapter completed!