Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

After the Xianmai was swallowed by Zihuo, Zihuo grew a lot visible to the naked eye.

From the beginning of Liu Zhengyang's death and resurrection to the present, Zihuo has been consumed a lot. The most expensive one was when he was fighting against Prince Su. After all, Liu Zhengyang had just mastered Zihuo at that time, and he didn't know much about its power.

Therefore, in order to ensure that Prince Su could cause enough trouble, Liu Zhengyang still left a lot of purple fire in his body.

After that, Liu Zhengyang finally realized how terrifying the power of this purple fire was.

It's just that Zihuo's recovery is not as easy as he imagined.

Until now!

The impact of Xianmai was undoubtedly painful. This intense pain caused fine drops of sweat on his forehead, which could lively hurt him to this appearance, showing how powerful the impact of this Xianmai was.

But the pain is only temporary after all.

Liu Zhengyang's physique was also extremely strong, and he soon adapted to it. Feeling the trickling force of the fairy veins in his body, the corners of Liu Zhengyang's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Very refreshing, very powerful!

What is more comfortable is the tingling sensation brought by the continuous recovery after the severe pain.

"Oh~!"

Liu Zhengyang's subconscious voice made the blood dragon's body suddenly stiff, and then looked at him with some straight eyes, and finally retreated a certain distance silently, trying to distance himself from him.

But the place is so big, where can it retreat?

"Your harvest is not small!"

Suddenly, Liu Zhengyang opened his eyes and looked at the blood dragon.

The blood dragon chuckled, then looked at Liu Zhengyang with a pleasing smile, and whispered: "I didn't deliberately hide it from you at the beginning, but the memory of the **** Tuoba Renhuang has sealed me up!"

Liu Zhengyang glanced at it with a faint smile, and finally shook his head helplessly: "Let's not talk about marksmanship. What I am even more curious about now is when did you condense your soul?"

In the face of Liu Zhengyang's gaze, the blood dragon did not speak, but still smiled at him, as if he smiled kindly, Liu Zhengyang would not pursue this matter in general.

Liu Zhengyang looked at it with a miserable look and shook his head helplessly: "I am not sure what kind of energy Zihuo is now. If you can bear it, it is naturally a good thing, but if you can't hold it. , Then it's better to stay away!"

The blood dragon is used to eating and drinking in his body, and now Zi Huo is not something he can devour if he wants to devour it! If the blood dragon is not paying attention, once it is swallowed by the purple fire, then he really won't even have time to rescue!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengyang could only helplessly shook his head.

The blood dragon didn't care, anyway, it had already rolled in the purple fire. Although there was a certain pain, the improvement was very obvious. Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he suffer such a crime!

Liu Zhengyang took advantage of this rare time to start practicing in retreat.

The power of Xianmai continued to pour into his body, but fortunately, after experiencing the first wave of shock, his senses were as if blocked.

I began to devote myself to the comprehension of marksmanship and deadwood.

The Deadwood Transformation was a short-lived and explosive exercise that Liu Zhengyang had understood at the beginning. This exercise is similar to the one taught by Zhang Sanfang. The difference may be that the sequelae of the Deadwood Transformation have been removed.

This also means that once he successfully cultivates, as long as the Qi in his body is sufficient, he can always maintain the improvement brought by the dead wood transformation!