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"Thousand Killing Finger!"

Within a sealed secret room.

Chonglou let out a low shout. Between his two fingers, a black beam of light shot out. A thick piece of iron stone was penetrated in an instant.

"Holy shit, I'm actually so awesome!"

"This is the Six Passages of Divine Sword!"

Brother Chonglou was very excited.

When the pavilion on Earth saw this scene, she immediately thought of the powerful sword fingers of one of the eight Dragon Tribes.

However, Brother Chonglou discovered that he seemed to want to be a bit more awesome.

"You seem very satisfied and excited?"

The demon god threw the ore towards the tower.

Chonglou received the coarse iron ore in a fluster.

"No, Teacher Demon God."

"I think I should be lucky right? If I can become this powerful just by thinking about it, then of course I would be very satisfied with myself. "

Chonglou said a little proudly.

After breaking through the Spirit Profound Realm, to be able to release profound energy externally, the martial skills displayed were indeed a bit shocking to Chonglou.

"The first time I was able to do this, it was indeed very good."

"However, your ego is too low."

"The profound energy's refinement speed is slow, and it lacks sharpness. Its power is also extremely weak."

"Look at the rough iron."

The Fiendgod pointed at the heavy tower and said.

Chonglou took a closer look. There were a lot of debris surrounding the hole where the Thousand-Kill Finger had pierced through.

"A normal Thousand Killing Finger, the cut must be smooth and flat."

"And this finger of yours, has extremely scattered profound energy."

"If you were fighting against a martial practitioner, an experienced martial practitioner could easily defend against your attack."

"A life and death duel. It's very likely that you will lose your life."

The demon god criticized sternly.

"Continue your practice!"

When the Demon God's words came out, Chonglou immediately felt a bit discouraged.

Training did not seem to be a fun thing.

Time passed slowly.

The concept of time suddenly changed from a building to a building without any feeling.

From the moment they entered the secret room.

Awakening the devil god, breaking through the Spirit Profound Realm, and cultivating the《 Thousand Killing Finger》.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The Heavy Tower had gained quite a bit over the past three days.

The cultivation of the 'Thousand Killing Fingers' had also improved quite a bit.

However, Chonglou had also experienced what was called pain.

Another day passed, and the fingers of Chonglou's hands suddenly became thick and red.

Excessive exertion of profound energy caused the heavy tower's palm to swell.

"Do you have any supplementary cultivation pills?"

The demon god stopped the training of the tower.

This was because if he continued to practice like this, it seemed as if his training would only worsen and damage his fundamentals.

"It's all here."

Chonglou's hands were swollen as he pointed to the metal box in front of him.

The metal box contained the pills stored in the tower, of course the tower that stored them was gone.

This tower was not the same as the other one.

"What kind of trash pill is this …"

Seeing the pills in the metal box, the Demon God's face was filled with disgust.

"Alright, alright."

"I'll end it here for now."

"Eat these pills, then rest for a while."

"Recently, I'll teach you how to refine medicinal pills first."

"Without the assistance of elixirs, there's no way to continue practicing."

The demon god shook his head.

Chonglou's strength was weak, and he was completely on paper on the path of training.

If he wanted to properly shape the tower, the demon god would have to think deeply.

After all, the building concerned the demon god's revenge.

He was betting all his hopes on Chonglou.

He swallowed and refined the pills handed to him by the demon god.

The swelling on his hands began to fade.

The discomfort on his body gradually subsided.

However, he had continuously cultivated for four days. Although his profound strength could relieve his exhaustion, the consumption of the Thousand Killing Finger brought about quite a bit of fatigue to his body.

He rested for half a day.

Only now did Chonglou finally recover.

"Teacher, should I continue?"

When he finished recovering, he asked again.

Although this sort of training was boring, the Whitewater Hound knew that the Fiendgod was doing it for its own good.

In addition, after his rebirth, although he hadn't gone out much, he could still sense some inexplicable danger.

In this regard, the Heavy Tower's desire to train and increase its strength had also increased quite a bit.

"After cultivating for so many days, I went out to get some fresh air."

"Go and prepare something. Buy something for refining pills."

"I'll give you a list."

"When the time comes, we'll communicate via soul transmission."

The soul shadow of the demonic god entered the simple black ring on the left hand of the tower.