Two more months passed in a blink of an eye.

In the tomb hall, Zuo Qingcang stood upside down with his hands, supporting his weight with his palms, and his whole body showed a twisted shape. It was like a seed in bud, ready to break out of the ground and take root and sprout. The innate energy, or physical strength, in his body, was constantly shaking, and the warhead was about to move.

After a long time, a blush flashed across Zuo Qingcang's face, and a muffled groan came out of his throat. He slapped the ground with both hands, and after a half-flip, he was already standing on the ground.

The blush on his face slowly faded away, and Zuo Qingcang let out a breath, smelling the faint bloody smell from the air, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face that was not easily noticeable.

Today is his fifth attempt to penetrate the innate qi of the head, but it still failed. Obviously, the complexity of the human head is far from what Zuo Qingcang can break through in a short period of time. The blood vessels, nerves, and muscles here are all complicated than any other part of the body, and it is more difficult to break through.

As early as a month ago, Zuo Qingcang had already penetrated the innate qi of both hands and feet in one breath, but until a few days, the innate qi did not make any progress in the head and the lower part of the Yin. Like the failure just now, it caused a little sign of internal bleeding. If Zuo Qingcang had not stopped in time, he might have died immediately.

It can be said that the Qi training part of true martial arts has reached this stage and is already walking on thin ice, and every step is worrying about death.

Although martial arts practice has entered a bottleneck, Zuo Qingcang's explosive power and endurance have increased again after the practice of martial arts. His strength is at least two to three times stronger than two months ago. After all, both hands and feet play a crucial role in human battles.

He made a few relaxing moves and looked at the entrance of the cave next to the Broken Dragon Stone.

‘Why is it so long today?’

In fact, because Zuo Qingcang is diligent in practicing martial arts, he absorbs spiritual power in his body very fast every time. The dwarf spirit could provide the nutrients for ordinary people for seven days, but because of practicing martial arts, he basically had to eat a dwarf spirit corpse every day.

This also led to a significant increase in the consumption rate of dwarf spirit corpses. According to the old man and his estimates, the remaining corpses can only last for about one or two years at most.

Therefore, the time for the old man and Zuo Qingcang to have dinner was not synchronized. Now the old man crawled over to eat alone. But this time it seemed to be a bit long.

Suddenly, Zuo Qingcang's eyes condensed and he looked at the direction of the hole in a steady state. He seemed to have heard something just now.

‘Although the environment is a bit bad, my physical and mental state has been maintained very well. The one just now shouldn’t be an illusion.’

Just as Zuo Qingcang was making such a judgment in his heart, a shrill scream came from the hole.

"Save~~~ Life~~~~ Ah!!" Then there was a series of cans hit the ground, followed by many strange roars, screams and roars, as if there were many things on the other side of the wall.

As soon as the word "Saving" was transmitted into Zuo Qingcang's ears, the muscles on his body contracted violently. As the strong wind trembled, Zuo Qingcang was like a big python in the rainforest, shooting rapidly towards the entrance of the cave like an arrow.

With Zuo Qingcang's movement, a crackling sound came from the air like a tearing cloth. When the "Ah" sounded, Zuo Qingcang had already drilled into the hole. The hole that ordinary people needed to crawl forward was just shaking with his abdomen, back, shoulders, knees, and elbows, and then he passed by.

So when the sound of rupture of bottles and jars sounded, Zuo Qingcang had already arrived in the tomb of the dwarf spirit.

At this moment, he could see more than a dozen small men the size of a palm, covered in wrinkles and green skins chasing the old man and running towards the location where Zuo Qingcang was.

They even held spears in their hands, their eyes wide open, and their mouths were chirping and screaming. Zuo Qingcang could even see rows of sharp teeth in their open mouths, like piranhas.

Zuo Qingcang's face remained unchanged. With a step, he had already crossed the old man's body and blocked the dwarfs.

Seeing Zuo Qingcang who suddenly appeared, the dwarf spirits had no fear on their faces, but instead jumped up and rushed towards Zuo Qingcang.

Facing the short spirit that was rushing towards him, Zuo Qingcang's fists were like two angry dragons, causing gusts of wind and thunder. With just two crisp sounds, two short spirits were directly hit by him and flew out. However, the scene of a punch that was imagined did not appear.

‘With my current strength, this punch is enough to blow a person’s head, but hitting these short spirits seems to hit a piece of iron.’

Seeing this, Zuo Qingcang's steps were stumbled and he immediately retreated, but he could not dodge all the short spirits and was stabbed by a few spears of chopstick lengths.

However, except for the head and the lower vagina, Zuo Qingcang's body had long been penetrated with innate energy. The spears had just pierced his skin, and his muscles were almost the same as those of tire rubber. The small spear was directly shaking by the muscles, either shaking or sliding away.

Zuo Qingcang took advantage of the situation and grabbed a short spirit in his hand, then squeezed it tightly, and the other fist hit the short spirit's face like a big iron hammer.

The hammer technique in martial arts is a hammer technique from the battlefield. It turns the hammer into a fist, and it explodes most violently. Zuo Qingcang's fist uses his feet, waist, arms, and fists to drive the power of the entire body. It is so powerful that even a wall of earth might collapse directly.

So I heard a crisp sound, and the whole dwarf spirit shattered and exploded like a watermelon, and the green body fluid directly poured on Zuo Qingcang's hand.

If it weren't for relying on the martial arts and fighting techniques I learned in my previous life, Zuo Qingcang would probably not have easily killed the short spirit in front of him. After all, if he only has strong physical fitness and no practical experience or fighting skills, he would just be thick-skinned and resistant to fighting.

But with one punch, the remaining few dwarfs became even more angry, and their sharp roars became louder and louder, and they all rushed towards Zuo Qingcang frantically.

‘The strength of the body is about above the stone and below the steel. If you use all your strength, you can kill it with one punch.’ Zuo Qingcang dodged and dodged the attacks of several short spirits, but he was bitten on his legs by two short spirits, one left and one right.

‘The sound is so loud, the other party’s support may arrive at any time, so you must hurry up…’ I saw the two muscles on his calf slums slums slums, which is equivalent to the force that ordinary people push with all their strength directly exploded at the bitten position.
Chapter completed!