Compared to the substantial improvement of his physical body, the improvement of the fire gun technique was slower. It was still one step away from the third level.
After all, it was a black grade martial arts technique, and the difficulty of cultivating it was much more difficult than yellow grade martial arts techniques.
Lu Ming's cultivation had not improved much either. He had not been deliberately killing demonic beasts or devouring their blood essence these days. Therefore, his cultivation had only reached the peak of the early eighth grade master realm. He was still one step away from the middle eighth grade master realm.
&Nbsp; hu hu ...
Lu Ming was practicing his spear techniques in the middle of the Southridge fire field. He waved his long spear like a Dancing Dragon, bringing with it the sound of air explosions. It was as if a hurricane was blowing within a ten-meter radius.
"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!"
