"Who are you?"

Zuo Meng looked at the burly man in front of him, as if he had seen a ferocious beast in a human shape. This man just stood here and exuded a terrifying aura. What surprised Zuo Meng even more was that he did not feel the fluctuations in his internal force from the person, that is, this man did not learn internal strength.

"It seems that I haven't found the wrong person. Let me first try whether you are qualified."

After confirming Zuo Meng's identity, the burly man suddenly took a step and punched him.

This man is powerful, extremely powerful, and his speed is not slow. Zuo Menggang raised his hand and his fist hit the door.

Bang!!

With a punch, Zuo Meng shifted dozens of steps on the ground, and made two long gullies on the ground with his feet.

"If you have a few tricks, try taking me with another punch."

The man stepped on the ground and the bluestone burst, and his whole body bumped like a rhino.

Savage, domineering.

Without Hu Qiao's moves, it is the simplest force crushing.

The bitter airflow pressure Zuo Meng retreated again, but this time Zuo Meng was not knocked away, but took a step back. The internal force in his body for twenty years was running at full speed, and an airflow appeared all over his body. He saw that he formed a claw with one hand and accurately grabbed the man's fist with his five fingers. The opponent's move was interrupted, and his movements were stagnant.

"You can try my hand when you accept me."

When did he suffer losses since he came out of the mountain? He took advantage of his master and had done all the business without integrity and no basis, but the only thing he did not do was suffer losses.

The internal force was circulating wildly, turning into a cyclone and hitting it out along the palm. Looking outside, Zuo Meng twisted his arms strangely, like Tai Chi, and the internal force in his body exploded instantly. The man was not aware of it for a moment, and was shaken away by the internal force, hitting the wall behind him, and hitting a human-shaped outline.

After knocking the man away with one move, Zuo Meng closed his palm and calmed down his internal strength.

Regardless of the other party's life or death, he turned around and prepared to continue looking for his utility room.

"Good internal strength, just with this internal strength, it will be enough to enter my Black Wind Fort." The man who was knocked away by Zuo Meng stood up in the gravel, and the body was steaming.

This man ate Zuo Meng's palm so close, but there was no damage at all.

"My name is Xiong Gang, and I am the second disciple of the Venerable. I started three years earlier than you. You can call me my second senior brother." The strong man Xiong Gang did not take action anymore. It is estimated that Zuo Meng's strength had just been recognized by him.

Zuo Meng ignored this guy.

He was not interested in paying attention. He came here just to cheat, and his fellow brothers had anything to do with him! When the purpose was achieved, he could ignore his master, but he still cares about his senior brother. Seeing that Zuo Meng ignored him, Xiong Gang grinned and sorted out his clothes, showing a friendly expression. Unfortunately, Zuo Meng had already left.

After passing the previous few rooms, Zuo Meng quickly found the so-called utility room.

Squeak!

Push the door open.

A pungent smell came, the house was in a mess, and things were still everywhere, and no one had cleaned it up.

"This should be a magic weapon, right?"

Zuo Meng found a sword shining with cold light from under a flipped table. This thing was definitely a treasure of the first level of the magic weapon when placed outside the rivers and lakes, but in this Black Wind Fortress, it was just a garbage thrown away. The two hundred years of human respect for Black Wind is definitely a myth for ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

"No wonder those people even have to worship their heads under the Venerable's sect. They can make money even if they collect rags."

Zuo Meng shook it twice, but did not ask for the sword, and threw it back into the garbage dump. He was all the people who were the Creator and would be invincible in the future. The sword and other things really don't have much effect on him. The blue sword in his hand is enough now.

"Powder!"

After lifting another cabinet, Zuo Meng found a wine jar. The moment he touched the wine jar, the disappearing energy emerged again.

"This big jar has not been diluted yet!"

Zuo Meng searched for a few more times, but couldn't find any other powder powder. He thought that the new one was either not delivered or had been bought by people at the foot of the mountain.

"Just this jar?"

After confirming that there was no such thing, Zuo Meng did not continue to search.

“Enough.”

Zuo Meng estimated that after digesting the jar, he could accumulate internal energy for at least 300 to 500 years. What is the concept of internal energy for three or 500 years? It is no problem to use internal energy to hit the Tathagata's magic palm. Such a terrifying amount is enough to make him turn the internal energy of the ordinary martial arts world into fantasy.

"I save you a lot of nights and dreams, so use it now!"

Anyway, he has no place to live, and Zuo Meng is not going to waste time and go out to increase variables or something. Like the other novels' protagonists who don't use treasures, he has no chance of Zuo Shaoxia. Tang Seng must take a bite in his hand.

So he sat down in the debris room alone and absorbed it on the spot.

Putting one hand on the wine jar, a terrifying energy gathered into his body along his arm, and finally appeared on his right hand.

One, two, three.

Such a terrifying increase speed was the first time Zuo Meng had been so happy after he gained his ability.

After about ten breaths.

The powder in the jar was consumed, leaving only some white residue, and Zuo Meng's internal force increased to a point beyond his imagination.

"Law Chain."

Zuo Meng's pupils slowly changed, and chains appeared in his sight again.

"It's still internal strength."

Zuo Meng enlarged the perspective, and the human figure contour appeared, and the corresponding law chains were also enlarged. After the original law chain was enlarged, it would become ten or hundreds. The more you looked down, the more law chains. The chains were more complicated after the amplification, and the dense law chains were surrounded by the human body. Each one had a corresponding function. If you look closely, you will find that there are nearly one million law chains in the human figure contour. If you continue to enlarge, you can see more. This is the power of the law. They are everywhere and are the most original rule force in the world.

Zuo Meng's current energy can only modify the lowest level of law in the human body. For example, internal strength is a chain in the Dantian. Every time Zuo Meng revises it, he briefly strips the boundaries of the law. This is like an ancient true immortal, cutting off all bonds, jumping out of the three realms, and not in the five elements.

Zuo Meng's current energy cannot do this, but he can allow his Dantian to enjoy the treatment of an immortal for a short time.

This is why internal strength increases.

The so-called modification of the law can increase internal strength, which is because of this.

"A thorough change at once."

Zuo Meng gathered all the energy on his index finger and once again fluctuated the chain of laws in the Dantian.

boom!!!

The dantian, which was bound by laws, became active again, and countless internal strengths were born out of nothing, and they were not in line with the rules and increased upwards. Zuo Meng's skill also increased rapidly.

Twenty-one, twenty-two, thirty-year, fifty, one hundred years!

One hundred and fifty years!

Two hundred years!!
Chapter completed!