If you look down from a high altitude, the city that is generally gray and white below, you can see a staggering figure supporting the wall and running around in a panic.

Behind him was a scene of ruins, and there were human-shaped holes that had been smashed out on the walls.

The roar of the wind snake has already occupied half of the city, but there is a hint of panic and uneasiness in the cold-blooded wind snake's voice in the past.

The chaotic group of wind snakes scattered around the domain. Even if Ji Changan forced his orders, they would never dare to step out of their jurisdiction, or approach someone's body.

Ji Changan finally couldn't bear the shock and dizziness in his mind. He supported the wall with both hands and lowered his head to retching.

His body knelt on the ground weakly and slowly, then he turned over with difficulty, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, and his chest was undulating violently.

After Mr. Gu admitted that he was qualified to practice boxing with him, he "rewarded" him two punches one after another.

He punched his chest, and his sternum was sunken on the spot, and he had countless broken ribs.

He punched his temple, even if he tried his best to block it, he only paid the price of an extra arm being interrupted.

At that moment, he clearly heard the sound of the skull cracking.

And this is not the main reason why Ji Chang'an is desperate. In this strange world, it seems that everything that has been damaged will slowly recover.

The big holes he smashed into are slowly repairing at a progress visible to the naked eye, or—

Go back to what it was.

The dust and gravel scattered on the ground floated back to their original place, and the wooden table outside the store was smashed, like a scene like a time-turning back.

And this "rule" that was imprinted into this world is also silently practiced in Ji Chang'an's body.

His body is extremely unbelievable, even far beyond the recovery speed of the life sequence extramaritals known for their vigorous vitality.

The broken bones kept making slight "growth" sounds, and the misaligned bones returned to their correct position under the correction of some powerful force. The internal organ that was stirred by the force of the fist reruns. The heart that had been stagnant for several minutes was beating vigorously at this moment, and blood burst into blood from here into the blood vessels and flows throughout the body.

If we judge based on common sense, even if Ji Changan is now equivalent to a self-healing authority with a high-risk level, it is not impossible, or even more so!

And all of this is just the power of unknown "rules" attached to this world.

It was only five minutes before the fourth punch handed over by the old man, Ji Changan's body, which was riddled with holes, had returned to normal levels.

But what really made Ji Chang'an slump on the ground at this time was the continuous and burning pain deep in his soul.

He felt that his soul was burning by the fire of hell, and he was like hanging people on the sea of ​​fire and rolling constantly, as if he was afraid of uneven heat.

The feeling of the soul gradually drying up and the spirituality was on the verge of collapse made him want to die.

Just as his mind was blurred, the sudden panic of wind snakes in his ears made him suddenly wake up.

His closed eyes darkened, and the shadow covered his face, making Ji Changan stiffen.

He didn't have to open his eyes and knew that it was Grandpa Gu who came.

"When you go down the four punches, you cry and call your father and mother to death. It's really like birds of a feather flock together, and small waste is matched with big waste? You and your waste father are really good. I told you how he picked you up back then? It turned out that they were turtle green beans and they met each other?"

He looked down at the young man leaning against the corner of the wall. The old man sneered sarcastically,

"Just because of you little trash, Zhou Huaizhi's frogs in the well can take a fancy to you, and regard you as their only reliance on the ladder of the kingdom of heaven in the future?"

"I think it's safer for me to help them break up this delusion as soon as possible. It's also considered the friendship between each other's neighbors over the years, so as not to fight for the death to the future, but in the end I find myself helping a terrible waste."

At the end of the day, the old man with an increasingly gloomy face suddenly roared:

"stand up!"

"Those who practice my boxing, even if they die, will die while standing!"

The old man stepped on his right foot. With the sound of earthquake-like bang, Ji Changan's body suddenly bounced up and was punched by the old man into the heavy wall behind him!

The old man's descriptive fist spirit suddenly boiled like adding fuel to the fire, and rushed straight into the sky, forming a hideous demon shadow behind him.

The demon shadow hand that was similar to the old man reached out and caught Ji Changan, who was still flying backwards in the air, was caught again!

Ji Changan, who punched the old man, even though his chest collapsed again, his spirit became much clearer.

Ji Chang'an's mind suddenly became clear, and severe pain swept through his mind again. He barely gritted his teeth and insisted on not being swallowed by the pain.

At the same time, his sunken chest slowly recovered again.

The old man grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted him up in the air, and said indifferently:

"This place is the circular-level illusion formation prepared by Zhou Huaizhi for you. With a mere illusion path, this place has created a world that is almost virtual and real.

With this trick alone, Zhou Huaizhi is qualified to be among the most popular overseas and can go anywhere to serve as a tribute."

"Ji Chang'an, do you know what is this huge fantasy world using as the source of energy for its own operation?"

Ji Changan opened his eyes and coughed a few times, but accidentally touched his lungs. The severe pain made him take a breath of air conditioning again.

Even though the broken bones are constantly reorganizing and recovering, the pain is real and no longer real.

"…the heavenly particles of the demon city?"

He endured the pain and replied with difficulty.

The old man handed out another punch, sank Ji Changan's newly recovered sternum again.

Looking at Ji Changan, whose soul was burned by his fist, the old man said lightly:

"The heavenly particles of the demon city?"

"This city can't even support a strategic level, and still want to support such a circular-level illusion array?"

"I tell you, what feeds this formation is the spiritual particles of tens of millions of creatures in this city!"

Ji Changan's body trembled suddenly and he looked at the old man incredibly.

"Why, I feel unacceptable that Uncle Zhou uses the spiritual particles of tens of millions of creatures in this city as nourishment to build the current martial arts field for you?"

The old man looked at his shocked expression and said sarcastically.

Ji Changan's throat squirmed for a few seconds, but he couldn't say a word, silent and speechless.

This illusion formation is maintained with the spiritual particles of tens of millions of creatures in the entire demon city...

Such behavior is no different from the cultists mentioned by Uncle Lin...

He looked at the old man in a daze, but the old man gave him a heavy blow again:

"You don't have to think about closing this illusion array. The alchemy array that can be labeled as the word "circulation". Once it is truly formed, unless there is a saint above, you will not talk about breaking the array, and you will even sink into this world and be unable to extricate yourself."

"I can tell you clearly that the entire demon city is now giving you a lot of courage. Tell me, should you practice boxing next, or lie there like a waste?"

"...Growing up the courage, Grandpa Gu is willing to break this formation?"

The old man said with a grim smile:

"Ji Chang'an, you have to understand one thing."

"What does the Demon City have to do with me? Don't talk about the Demon City, even if the entire Eastern Realm has to do with me?"

"If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I went abroad on foot and directly or indirectly destroyed the realm under my boxing. Not to mention dozens, there are seventeen or eighteen. What is a big or small Eastern Realm?"

"Since you are so compassionate to all living beings, I will modify the previous agreement."

"If you can't gather your spirit within half a month, you don't have to wait for people from abroad to swarm outside this city. I punch the entire city, so that the lives of millions of creatures here will repay you for the pain of disappointment!"

"Now, be careful!"
Chapter completed!