"Bastard, you actually dare to slap me?"
At this moment, Long Fang covered his face and screamed. He was in disbelief. The Sky Fan that he thought of was used on his face. Was this real?
"You said it just now. The Sky Fan is to slap your face every day. I was just demonstrating. How does it feel? Comfortable? "
"Comfortable your ass. I'm going to kill you."
The angry Long Fang had already lost his mind and rushed out with a roar.
He rushed out, but what made Long Fang feel inconceivable was that the figure in front of him actually disappeared under his nose. What was going on?
"Because of your Sky Fan, I suddenly thought of a Five Finger Fan. Why don't you try it again?"
At this time, hearing Old Seven's voice from behind, Long Fang and the other three were shocked. When Long Fang turned around and was about to make a move, it was already too late.
Slap, slap, slap …. One slap after another sounded. It was unknown how many times he was slapped. With a plop, Long Fang was slapped to the ground. He didn't even have the chance to scream before he fainted.
At this moment, Long Fang's face was like a pig's head. Even now, Long Fang probably didn't think that the move he thought of would be used on himself.
"Old Seven, you, you, you condensed inner strength?"
As martial artists at the fifth layer of inner strength, how could Long An and Long Zheng not see that this trash, who had not been able to condense inner strength for an entire ten years, had just used inner strength. Otherwise, how could he have slapped their twelfth brother so easily?
Condensed inner strength?
Even if the two of them didn't want to believe it, they were still shocked to know that the trash of the past had already condensed inner strength.
"I don't know if I've condensed inner strength, but I just thought of another move, White Unfan."
White Unfan?
As if they already knew what the other party wanted to do, Long An and Long Zheng were shocked. Just as they were about to make the first move, the sound of slapping rang out.
The slaps crazily hit their faces. Long Ao's eyes were cold. He didn't show any mercy at all.
In these ten years, after enduring all kinds of humiliation and ridicule and enduring, Long Ao understood one thing. That was that one couldn't be too kind. One couldn't be too kind to one's enemies. Otherwise, it would be cruel to oneself.
"Heavenly Fan? I've come up with another move. It's called 'Still Wanting to Fan After Fan'. Please advise me. "
Slap, slap, slap. The sound of slapping echoed throughout the ancestral hall.
Long Qianqian, who was standing at the side and trembling, was completely dumbfounded when she saw the three people lying on the ground. From the beginning to the end, she had never thought that the cowardly and obedient Old Seven would be so arrogant at this time. Moreover, her strength had increased greatly.
What exactly happened?
After slapping them, Long Ao didn't even look at the three people on the ground. He turned to look at the dumbstruck Long Qianqian and said coldly, "I didn't slap you this time because you're a woman. Remember, don't provoke me in the future. Otherwise, I'll slap you with my five fingers every day. It's a waste not to slap and still want to slap. If you don't believe me, you can try."
With a mischievous smile, Long Ao turned around and left.
"Ah!"
It was only ten minutes after Long Ao left that Long Qianqian screamed in horror as if she had seen a ghost. By the time the rest of the Long family rushed to the ancestral hall, they found it dirty and messy. The four of them had already fainted.
Back in the courtyard.
Long Ao still couldn't figure out how his cultivation had broken through to the Seventh Firmament of Internal Force. What exactly happened?
Long Ao knew that things were definitely not that simple. What was the reason?
He tried to circulate the Internal Force in his dantian, but it was still circulating endlessly. This meant that everything that had happened last night and even just now was not a dream. It really happened.
Strike while the iron is hot.
After breaking through to the Seventh Firmament of Internal Force, Long Ao was ready to continue cultivating. He wanted to see if he could get lucky again and break through to the Eighth Firmament of Internal Force.
After trying for two hours, there was no progress at all. Was he going to stay where he was again?
"Master, your Sacred Body of Desolation needs to absorb a huge amount of energy. Otherwise, it will be difficult to break through."
Master?
Hearing the sudden voice, Long Ao was almost scared to death. He asked vigilantly, "Is it a human or a ghost? If it's a human, come out if you have the ability. Why are you sneaking around? "
"Master, I'm in your dantian. Try to communicate with the dragon seal with your soul. I'll guide you into the dragon seal space."
Dantian? Dragon seal?
What the hell was this?
With a trace of curiosity, Long Ao tried to send his soul into his dantian. According to his strength, it was impossible for him to do so. However, at this moment, with the help of someone, his soul entered his dantian unimpeded. He saw a small black seal with six sides carved with a giant dragon floating in the center of his dantian.
At this moment, a strange power shot out from the small seal. It brought Long Ao's soul into the small seal, which was the so-called dragon seal space.
It was a dark and mysterious space. The air was filled with streaks of gray and black liquid like water. The entire space was very oppressive. It felt suffocating.
In the boundless mysterious space, there was an illusory old man standing outside a huge blood pool. The old man's facial features could not be seen clearly. It was as if he was covered by a white veil.
Arriving at the side of the only huge blood pool in the mysterious space, Long Ao stared at the illusory old man and asked, "Was it you who was talking to me?"
The massive Blood Pool was bubbling nonstop, reminiscent of boiling water. Gululu, gululu. Heatwaves emanated from the surface of the Blood Pool. Putting aside entering it, just by getting close to it, one would be able to sense the fearsome aura emanating from it.
"Master, my name is Long Fu. I'm the housekeeper of the dragon seal space. Congratulations on being recognized by the dragon seal."
Dragon seal recognition? Long Fu?
Long Ao was completely confused. He did not know what was going on. Could it be the small seal he obtained in the ancestral hall?
"Can you tell me what's going on?"
"Master, before your strength is strong enough, I can't tell you anything. Please forgive me. However, in the future, I will constantly refine souls and primordial spirits to help you increase your strength. I can also help you refine soul slaves to defend against enemies."
He was a little depressed. However, since the other party did not want to say more, Long Ao did not ask anymore.
"I don't need to ask about other things. However, what is the Desolate Saint Physique that you just mentioned? Can you tell me?"
"This is possible. Master, the physique you possess is called the Desolate Saint Physique. During the desolate period, this physique was known as the number one cultivation saint physique. Its cultivation speed was unprecedented. However, this physique was also known as the number one cultivation waste physique."
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