"Then here I come!"

After saying this, Yoona raised her little pink fist and punched out lightly.

"It's good that you came, Yoona!" Ning Ping also raised his fist and went forward to meet him.

"Bang..."

A slight sound was heard, and Ning Ping felt an extremely powerful force passing through his fist.

Then the whole body slid backward uncontrollably.

"Sizzle..."

In his efforts to keep his body steady, two deep marks were plowed on the hard stone floor beneath his feet.

Ning Ping's body didn't stabilize until he slid back about a foot.

"How much force did you use?"

Ning Ping was secretly amazed at the powerful force and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Probably three floors!" Yoona blinked her big eyes and thought about it carefully.

"Okay, come again! This time use a little more force!"

After saying that, Ning Ping also activated the Taiyi Tongtian Sutra, and a dragon roar sounded in his body.

"Okay, then be careful, brother, I'm coming!"

Yoona took a step forward and raised her little pink fist to hit him.

"boom......"

A visible ripple spread out from between the two fists, and Ning Ping was thrown out again.

The whole person slid backwards in the air, constantly dissipating the huge force transmitted to his body, and retreated a full two feet before he stabilized his body.

Ning Ping took a breath of cold air. He had just used his Yuanli, but Yoona was only using her physical strength.

"Yoona, come again! Use all your strength."

Ning Ping's fighting spirit was also ignited, his whole body was filled with vitality, and the Taiyi Tongtian Sutra was also stimulated to the extreme.

"Okay, here I come!"

It seemed that Yoona didn't seem to have made any major preparations, but a strange aura emanated from her body.

Seeing this, Ning Ping activated his martial arts and raised his hand to punch out. A dragon head condensed with Yuanli suddenly appeared on his fist.

A clearly audible dragon roar came from the fist, and the pair of fierce eyes on the dragon's head were coldly locked on Yoona.

"Hah..." Yoona's fighting spirit was also aroused. She shouted and threw a punch.

"Boom..."

A loud bang was heard between the two of them, and a gust of air swept across the surroundings, blowing away the stone slabs under their feet and the rockery in the distance.

Ning Ping felt an extremely powerful force surging over him, and the dragon head was shattered in an instant.

Then, an irresistible huge force came from the fist.

It was like a huge mountain crashing down on him, and he was thrown backwards again.

That strange power was like a wave, one after another, pushing Ning Ping backwards continuously.

Ning Ping's eyes lit up and he used all his strength to try to resist.

But under that magical power, they were all broken apart, and the body had to retreat continuously and uncontrollably before it could be eliminated.

It was not until a hundred feet later that Ning Ping finally managed to steady himself.

Ning Ping was not surprised but happy, because he sensed a familiar feeling in the opponent's punch.

The strange fluctuations emanating from Yoona just now, and the force of that punch on her body.

I seem to have it too.

The law of power! This is the law of power!

Ning Ping's heart trembled slightly, and an epiphany came to him.

Inspired by this, a faint and strange aura emerged from his body.

This strange aura emanates from the muscles and bones all over the body.

Suddenly, under the influence of this, Ning Ping involuntarily activated the Taiyi Tongtian Sutra.

On the fist, a dragon head, clearer than before, appeared again.

Especially the details on the dragon head, which are clearly visible, a pair of ferocious dragon eyes, which give people a feeling of choosing someone to devour at first glance.

"What are you two doing?" At this time, a loud shout came from a distance, and two figures flew towards this side.

Ning Ping just took a glance and was shocked. Without hesitation, he flashed and flew backwards, shouting.

"I'm going to practice in seclusion! I won't have dinner!"

"Yun'er, my brother is a man of his words. I'll take you out to play next time. Now I'm going to practice in seclusion!"

After saying this, he did not forget to send a message to Yoona who had a dazed look on her face.

Afterwards, Yoona looked at the two people in front of her with a look of wanting to cry but having no tears.

One is Ding Xiu Yue with a stern face, and the other is Gu Xiao with a weird face.

At this moment, the two of them looked at Ning Ping who was flying away, and then looked at Yoona who had a sad face, and they were both at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

............

"That was close! Luckily I ran fast!"

As soon as he returned to Danta, Ning Ping breathed a sigh of relief with a look of fear on his face.

Then, looking at everything familiar in front of him, he nodded slightly as if thinking about something.

At this moment, my mood is very peaceful, my thoughts are clear, and my state of mind is extremely stable.

This has a lot to do with the fact that I haven't practiced cultivation for a while and have been living with my mother and others.

But even if he didn't practice, his cultivation level didn't decrease but increased a little.

This also made Ning Ping understand more clearly the importance of combining work and rest.

He sorted these out in his mind, flipped his hand, and placed the dragon blood in front of him again.

This time during my retreat, I plan to integrate it well.

But when Ning Ping thought about the bottle of dragon blood that was almost gone, his scalp tingled.

As a drop of dragon blood entered his mouth, a burning sensation rose in his stomach again.

With the full force of the Hunji Dongxu Sutra, a fiery red shield also condensed outside the body.

Ning Ping's entire body immediately turned red again.

A huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth also flowed directly into the body.

However, with the previous two refining experiences, the injuries caused by refining dragon blood this time were obviously not that serious.

Thanks to his strong recovery ability, he didn't suffer as much as the first time.

In this way, I began to practice day after day, year after year.

............

Until one day, Ning Ping's eyes opened again, and another drop of dragon blood was successfully refined.

This time the refining speed was accelerated again, and it was completed in just a few decades.

Moreover, the effect after refining this time was obviously not as good as the previous two times.

It seems that this bottle of dragon blood does not need to be refined all at once. If there are even a dozen drops left, the meaning of refining it will be completely lost.

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Ping locked his consciousness on the dragon pill in his dantian.

With a thought, the dragon pill appeared in front of him.

Ning Ping raised his hand, and a drop of blood condensed again on his fingertips.

At this time, the golden threads contained in Ning Ping's blood became much thicker, and the blood actually exuded a faint sense of oppression.

This also reminded Ning Ping of the rust spots on the broken sword Li Qiu.

At that time, with only a little bit of health left, he suffered a lot.

I don’t know when a drop of my blood has such power.