Dragon Warrior

"Damn it, I didn't introduce myself to the stage at this time, it's so unkind." Pizilong muttered in dissatisfaction, but Wu Yi blocked him directly, and his ears became much quieter, no matter how much he jumped and scolded It doesn't matter if it doesn't reach Wu Yi's ears.

Murong Xiaoxiao pouted dissatisfiedly, and said in a low voice: "Obviously he is a big man, but he always keeps secrets, and there are too many things hidden in his heart, maybe he will really go crazy one day."

"I think it's very possible." Huangfuyu echoed at the side, the two smiled at each other, followed Wu Yi, walked into the alchemy room, breathed fresh air, and felt much more comfortable, no longer talking to that god. The chatterers were fussy, one continued to study the secrets of the magic circle, and the other continued to tinker with the beauty-retaining elixir, and each was busy with things of interest.

There are only three days left before the opening of the Immortal Garden. Wu Yi couldn't delay for a moment. He found a very secluded place in the Baicao Garden, meditated, and adjusted his state of mind to the state of no waves in the ancient well. Anyway, there is defense It doesn't matter if the heavenly punishment comes to the big formation, just take this opportunity to attack the concentration state, if it succeeds, it will save the suffering of the sky thunder bombardment.

"Where did you get this golden tripod, kid? When did the Han family become so generous that they even gave away the treasures at the bottom of the box to an outsider? Could it be that they have fallen?" Ruffian Dragon asked inconceivably as he sat on the golden tripod. Dao, for a little cultivator who has crossed the border, the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness is actually nourishing two artifacts, one magic weapon, and one soul, which is really quite colorful.

Wu Yi said angrily: "Can't you hope that others will order it? Now there is no family of refining equipment, only the refining Shenzong, and this young master is the elder Keqing of the refining Shenzong. As the strongest elder Keqing, he is also in control Within reason."

"I really don't know what kind of goddamn luck you have, kid, to have such a chance, almost surpassing this deity, the most annoying thing is that there are so many beauties around you, one is more eye-catching than the other, it's so fucking unfair. "The ruffian dragon knew that Wu Yi would not tell him the truth now, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just sighed with dissatisfaction.

"You didn't see Ben Shao when he was going through hardships. He almost lost his life several times. I won't talk nonsense with you. I hope this Nine-Turn Returning Pill can help me." Wu Yi's calm mood just now almost became excited again , No longer pay attention to the ruffian dragon, but tentatively take a golden pill, close your eyes and adjust your breath, and concentrate on feeling.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and a warm current swooped down his throat. It was like a trickle at first, but as the potion spread, it quickly became stronger, scalding like oil and surging like a tide. In Wu Yi's meridians, The rampage in the middle was like a burning fire, the pain was piercing, and the whole body swelled rapidly, like a ball, which would burst at any time.

"Your grandfather's, this is too fierce!" Wu Yi blushed, cursed secretly in his heart, quickly operated the Heavenly Dao Art, repaired the damaged meridians, and at the same time desperately absorbed life essence, trying not to waste a single bit , even stopped breathing, lest the spiritual energy overflow from the nostrils, his expression was like a toad, very weird.

Wu Yi had taken a lot of elixirs before, but even the top-level elixirs collected by the Han family were far from being able to compare with the Jiuzhuan Huandan. How to repair the power, those tiny cracks are still emerging, the body may burst at any time, but it is this critical state that makes the divine power hidden in the blood emerge, the faint golden light gradually becomes clear, and the massive life essence is like a tide Generally, after being absorbed cleanly, the feeling of extreme expansion finally disappeared.

"Why are you staring blankly? Swallow the other two elixirs quickly. With your body, you must take a strong medicine." Ruffian Dragon reminded loudly, as if he was more anxious than Wu Yi.

Now it is certain that the ruffian dragon's life has been tied to Wu Yi, and he would never dare to cheat him at this time, and immediately put the other two pills into his mouth, and the dantian that had just calmed down suffered a more violent blow. It was as if thousands of steel needles had been stabbed at once, causing severe pain, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans instantly covered his forehead. He couldn't even maintain his meditation posture, so he prostrated himself on the ground and curled up into a ball.

This kind of state is not conducive to absorbing the essence of life. The ruffian dragon turned around in a hurry, and deliberately mocked: "This little pain will put you on the ground. How can you hang around in the Tianyuan Continent in the future? It's almost a hundredth of the deity's body. It's even worse, if you are a man, get up, don't get me involved."

Many times, anger can also be transformed into a kind of power. Wu Yi was so angry that he gritted his teeth and sat up. He tried his best to guide and absorb it. His whole body was covered with terrifying blood patterns. With a light touch, it would turn into a It was filled with blood mist, but the golden light became more and more dazzling, and finally completely absorbed the majestic essence that filled Wu Yi's body, like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

Taking three Nine-Turn-Returning Pills at the same time, looking at the Tianyuan Continent, I am afraid that no one else would dare to do this. Even the owner of the fairy garden spent seven to forty-nine days before the medicinal power of one Nine-Turn-Returning Pill was completely exhausted. Absorbed, and Wu Yi only used it for forty-nine seconds. This is the dominance of blood inheritance, which is favored by the sky, and it is difficult for ordinary people to match.

Tranquility was restored in the dantian, but Wu Yi's body did not remain silent. More than a dozen golden lights were swimming in the blood, and they did not dissipate for a long time, containing majestic power.

"Is this the divine power of the blood?" Wu Yi sensed the tiny rays of light, which were strange and novel. The blood had been revived more than once, but it was the first time that he experienced it with such a clear consciousness. It was really hard to imagine. The massive amount of life essence contained in the Jiuzhuan Huandan, which smelts eighty-one kinds of rare medicinal materials, is all absorbed by the golden light that penetrates into the hair, and this is far from the limit of endurance, like a drop in the ocean, which cannot be lifted. Little ripples.

"Fuck, at this point, do you still use this deity to remind you? Guide the blood and divine power into the sea of ​​consciousness, suppress the Soul Devouring Orb, and save your life!" The ruffian dragon's disharmonious voice came out again, just now. The Soul Devouring Orb started to move again, that terrifying devouring force, like the scythe of death, was always hanging above the head, and it always felt unreliable.

"Can't you let this young master have a good experience?" Wu Yi is really reluctant. If there is no threat of the Soul Devouring Orb, he can keep the blood power in the dantian, and the combat power will be increased by at least three times. When he meets Ao Guang again, It can also be a sure thing.