"Bang~!".

A fist thicker than a human waist hit the boy in the face.

Like hammering dough, he made another bump on the opponent's pig's head.

I watched helplessly as the boy's seemingly endless holy power quickly repaired his wounds.

Looking at that boy, he stuck to me like sticky candy.

Zhong Dayong was a little panicked.

He had transformed into the body of a ghost king, but his brain was still working well.

He could clearly feel that the holy power that he had forcibly raised within himself was slowly receding.

After taking the Ghost Emperor Pill, he did not achieve the result he had imagined, that is, he could not crush the opponent and flatten him.

He felt as if he had taken a fake medicine.

The effect of the Ghost Emperor Pill is not as exaggerated as the rumors say.

He didn't know whether it was because the rumor was wrong, or because of a mistake in the refining process, or because the Ghost King Shield in his body absorbed the power of the medicine.

He only knew that his strength had improved in a very impure way.

Although he has reached the realm of a Seven-Star Dou Zong, he does not have the strength of a high-level Dou Zong.

It's like just stepping in half a foot.

This level of strength is not enough to crush this human boy, and it is not even enough to control him.

This kind of fake medicine can't improve your strength much, but it has all the side effects.

He could feel that within a few more days, his strength would decline to a level even lower than before.

The outcome of the fight between Master and Master has not yet been decided.

He even wanted to escape.

But that kid was like a dog-skin plaster, and he had to be restrained even if he got beaten.

He can't run away.

Besides, he didn't dare to escape.

With his current strength, it is just a pipe dream for him to defeat the two Douluo Saints in front of him.

The path he had previously thought of to advance to a high-level Douluo or a higher level was completely gone.

With his limited strength and current honor, he can only rely on his master to survive and have hope of promotion.

If I were to live a carefree life, I would probably be treated as a monster and eliminated by others.

Thinking about the future and what decision to make, he hesitated, just like when he faced a major choice when the world changed dramatically.

Just as he was distracted, he felt a chill in his waist.

Looking down, he saw that his storage sachet had been taken away by the human boy.

Seeing that the human boy had already put one hand into the sachet, Zhong Dayong's dark eyes were bloodshot.

Inside that sachet was his life savings, which he had taken out bit by bit from those strange creatures during adventures with his master and people from other cities, escaping death countless times.

It is his hope to be promoted to a high-level Dou Sheng.

If I take in more soul power this time, I can reach a higher level.

And the other party actually snatched it away!!

New and old grudges surged into his mind. Zhong Dayong roared wildly and raised his fists with both hands. With a "bang!", a big pendulum hit Lu Yuan's head.

"Bang!!"

Lu Yuan screamed “Ah~!” and his head fell rapidly downwards, hitting the ground and shattering into pieces.

But even so, his hand still held the sachet tightly.

He even raised both hands, wrapped the sachet with both palms, and rubbed it continuously, as if emptying the contents of the sachet.

Zhong Dayong pulled Lu Yuan out from the ground, and punched him hard, knocking Lu Yuan from the ground into the air, making him spin and jump, drawing several circles.

But the other person was still holding his sachet and rubbing it as if no one was around.

Even when Jongdae used both of his hands to pull the other person's hands apart, he couldn't do it.

It was as if the other person had the hardest hands and the strongest arms. The sachet had been with him for many years, and he could sense that the contents inside were getting less and less. He didn't know where the treasure inside had been taken by this human boy.

He was so anxious that he swung Lu Yuan's legs and pounded them on the ground hard, "bang bang bang!"

The sea water in the area of ​​hundreds of miles was smashed and spread out in all directions with terrible force.

The huge waves were so huge that the people watching the battle two hundred miles away vomited blood.

In this way, even if those people wanted to help, they couldn't get close.

Lu Yuan, who was being beaten violently, cried out in pain, but there was a look of great joy on his face!
His hands had transformed into a pair of giant energy arms in the sachet space, rubbing the bottles, jars and boxes inside, rubbing out the medicinal herbs and pills inside and transforming them into attribute points.

A series of dark blue fonts appeared before his eyes.

After completely emptying the storage sachet, he looked at the dark blue attribute panel in front of him that swayed with his body up and down.

[Strength: 4819 Dragon+]

[Realm: (Fighting Saint (Three Stars (3642766/9000000)))+]

【Fighting Skills:.
Great Creation Palm (2.2 million/10 million)]

[Available attribute points: 5412951]

Five million, four hundred and one thousand attribute points!

Although the harvest this time was smaller than that of the previous guy.

But the long journey was already quite satisfying!

Because of this attribute point, I can fill up the progress in the realm column!

After filling it up, there are tens of thousands more attribute points!

Ok!

Fortunately, this guy didn't take two Ghost Emperor Pills at once, otherwise if he had one hundred thousand less attribute points, he wouldn't be able to upgrade even if he had more than five million attribute points.

“Bang bang bang~!!!”

Flying up and down.

My body is still in pain, but the road is long and I am both in pain and happy.

Two dark blue fingers appeared, one pressing on the other, and pointed fiercely at the "+" sign behind the Great Thousand Creation Palm.

"Didi dididi~"

[Great Creation Palm, progress +48]

[Realm Progress +1]

Two fingers does not double the speed.

Even if you flutter like a hummingbird's wings, millions of attribute points still cannot be added instantly.

His body was swung back and forth by Zhong Dayong, sometimes his abdomen was sunken, sometimes it was bent into an iron bridge, and sometimes it was torn to the sides, as if he was going to be torn apart alive.

But Lu Yuan didn't even scream. His attention was completely focused on the attribute panel, immersed in the joy of adding points.

Lu Yuan tried his best to add points, but the attribute points were consumed quickly and soon reached the bottom.

The Palm of Fortune, which requires 1 billion levels of progress, still has more than half of the progress to go, but the realm column is already full.

"Boom~!!!".

A powerful holy power suddenly burst out from Lu Yuan.

It shook the space so much that cracks appeared in circles.

Circles of black lines spread out with Lu Yuan as the center.

Zhong Dayong, who was holding Lu Yuan's legs and trying to hold on, almost lost his hold.

Sensing the holy power of a mid-level fighting saint surging from the other party, Zhong Da stared at him with his evil eyes wide open.

It seemed as if he couldn't believe it at all, that the other party actually had elixirs that could improve his realm.

He looked at the pair of legs in his hands in shock, and slowly stretched his palms open.

A lazy voice came:
"Have you not discovered yet that you have become weaker?" (End of this chapter)