In the last month and a half.
Mo Chengcheng almost never sleeps, and he doesn't sleep at night, and he sleeps about three hours at intervals to replenish his strength.
She had now progressed to an eerie point in the Star Force.
After each compression, it is eaten, and you can eat it alone, as the number of circles and speed of the Force compression increases, the white blood in the crystal heart is not eaten, and some of the Force is eaten by a golden blood gas The golden blood qi made her think of Ziyao's golden vertical pupils inexplicably.
Could it be that this is the blood that Ziyao used to save her in the first place?
It's just that the golden blood is in front of the white blood, like a little brother, and he can only eat the leftovers left by others, and people don't eat it before they dare to eat you eat meat, and I drink soup to talk about this is probably this situation.
They get along with each other in a harmonious and harmonious manner, but Mo Chengcheng can blow up the sky Two gluttonies slowed down her cultivation speed considerably.
Ten Star Force forces were compressed each time, and as a result, only about two of the star cores reached the star core, and all the rest were eaten You say, how can she do it without the efforts of others eight times.
The current Mo Cheng is no longer the lazy and lazy Mo Cheng of the past, after experiencing pain and despair, learning to grow and learning to be calm and persistent.
She cultivates when others sleep, she cultivates when others eat, and she is still cultivating when others cultivate This made many students who had been dissatisfied with the tail of the crane begin to look sideways at her and be in awe.
She's a person with poor talent, but she's willing to work hard.
She paid ten times more sweat and sadness than others.
Finally, at the end of the third month.
The city continued to compress the force of the stars.
In fact, it doesn't matter if those two blood qi eat the Force or not, they don't assess the size of the star core.
The assessment is nothing more than the degree of compression of the Force at one time, thirty-three turns.
End of three months.
Before the test.
Everyone was taken to a test bench, and they stopped and began to compress the Force with the help of the Heavenly Blood Crystal.
Cutting leaves is naturally the first.
Quickly compressed, his body shimmered with crimson light, beeping waves.
It's like a flickering cremation in a campfire.
End of the round.
Test bench display.
Forty-eight laps Everyone's eyes could barely stare out of the window, what kind of monster he was.
What a terrifying gift.
Then a few people in succession, some people fifteen laps, some people twenty-three laps, the slightly better ones are under twenty-eight laps, and some people break through thirty-three laps.
It's just a small number.
Finally, it was the turn of the city.
A large number of eyes shot at her, all staring at her intensely.
Some people plan to watch the excitement, and some people cheer her up.
After all, who in this world would laugh at people who work hard.
Mo fell into the city, stood on the test bench, took a deep breath, according to the results of this month's training to the death, round after round of accelerated compression, or the same sentence, because there was no own essence and blood, the internal organs began to bleed in the thirtieth lap, and the meridians also beeped and beeped, as if the strings were about to break.
Mo Chengcheng rushed towards the target regardless of it.
Thirty-three laps.
She tried.
Bleeding from internal organs does not kill either.
At most, you need to take a good rest after the end.
Holding on to a strong sense of oppression, two wisps of blood swirled from the corners of her lips.
Many of the students who watched it had solemn expressions. aa2705221 t1706231537: