My Eyes Are Mutated

The nine three-dimensional and mysterious handprints were wrapped in bright red blood.

Ye Huan watched as the nine handprints mixed with blood flew towards the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the silent room at this moment, Ye Huan could even hear his own violent heartbeat.

Ye Huan was still very nervous at the moment.

If this method does not work, then he can only give up the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

After seeing the power of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, Ye Huan was really unwilling to give up.

That is a powerful treasure. Once refining is mastered, it will become his trump card.

In this intense anticipation, nine handprints landed on the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

Ye Huan stared intently at the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

We'll see if it's useful or not.

The blood touched the surface of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, but the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot did not react, as if it was just an ordinary copper pot with a weirder appearance.

If Ye Huan hadn't seen those pictures with his own eyes, Ye Huan would have regarded it as an ordinary copper pot.

The blood floated on the surface of the copper pot and could not melt into the copper pot at all.

Ye Huan turned his gaze to the nine handprints, which should be the keys to open the core of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

Nine blood-stained handprints radiated light, touching the surface of the copper pot, and the handprints paused slightly.

Ye Huan stared nervously at the handprint, her heart jumping to her throat.

The handprints revolved and the rays of light flickered, as if communicating with a copper pot.

The copper pot is like a dead thing, and there is no reaction.

Ye Huan's heart sank quickly, about to fail?

Just when Ye Huan was about to lose his confidence, the copper pot that looked like a dead thing reacted.

A layer of white flame appeared on the surface of the copper pot, and that layer of flame rippled.

The handprint melted into the white flame with a little difficulty.

Ye Huan looked at the layer of white flames that appeared on the surface of the copper pot in horror.

Ye Huan is no stranger to the white flame. The Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot was made by the tiger-headed man with the help of the white flame, and has a terrifying high temperature.

Ye Huan was really afraid that the white flame would erupt once, and his handprints condensed from vitality could not stop the white hot pot.

Ye Huan even doubted whether the entire single-family villa would still exist once the white flame broke out.

Ye Huan regretted it a little. If he knew it was so dangerous, he shouldn't have tried to recognize the master in the villa.

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in a building.

Liu Sheng, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at the single-family villa with some doubts.

Just now, Liu Sheng felt an aura that made him feel heart palpitations appearing over the single-family villa.

Liu Sheng hurriedly felt it, but he could no longer sense the breath, as if it had just been his illusion.

Liu Sheng sensed the situation over there, Ye Huan's breath was stable, and there was nothing unusual.

Liu Sheng shook his head and closed his eyes again to practice.

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in the secret room.

Ye Huan watched as the first handprint saw through the white flame like a tug-of-war, and melted into the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

call.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huan let out a long sigh, the whole person seemed to be collapsed, and the clothes all over his body were soaked with sweat.

Ye Huan realized a very serious problem when the handprint had a little difficulty penetrating the white flame.

If this is successful in recognizing the Lord, then naturally everything will be happy.

But in the event of failure to recognize the master, wouldn't the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot fight back?

The white flame seems harmless to humans and animals at the moment, but it is about to erupt. I am afraid that no one in the single-family villa will survive.

After the first handprint melted into the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, the white flames on the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot became more and more ripples, like the surface of the water where a stone had just been thrown.

In this case, the integration of the second mudra is much faster than the first mudra.

The second, the third, the fourth...

After the fourth handprint was successfully integrated into the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, Ye Huan vaguely felt that there was a very weak connection between him and the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

However, this connection is intermittent, unstable, and may be completely cut off at any time.

Fifth mudra, sixth mudra...

The integration of the handprint into the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot became smoother and smoother, and the layer of white flame on the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot fluctuated more and more, as if a door was about to be opened.

Ye Huan is still closely watching the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot. At present, everything is going well in the recognition of the master, but until the complete recognition of the master is successful, no one can guarantee that there will be other changes.

Eighth mudra, ninth mudra.

When the ninth handprint penetrated the layer of white flame and melted into the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, the layer of white flame opened to both sides like a door.

Behind the white flame is not the bronze body of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, but a world filled with endless flames.

In the center of the endless flame world on that side hangs nine white spheres, like nine white suns, emitting infinite light and heat.

The nine handprints Ye Huan made were now in the center of the nine white spheres and became the core of the nine white spheres.

Ye Huan's blood essence attached to the surface of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot appeared in this flame world.

The seemingly domineering flames did not damage the blood essence in the slightest, allowing the blood essence to fly towards the nine white spheres.

The blood essence was divided into nine equal parts and merged into the nine white spheres.

The moment the blood essence merged into the nine white spheres, it vaguely transformed into Ye Huan's appearance, but in the next instant, it returned to a drop of mellow red blood.

There are nine more handprints in the nine flag white balls, and in the center of each handprint is a drop of red crystal blood essence.

When the blood essence melted into the nine handprints in the center of the nine white spheres, the flame world disappeared.

The quaint body of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot appeared in front of Ye Huan again.

It's just that Ye Huan had a different feeling when he looked at the tiger pot in front of him.

The Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, which was supposed to be cold, gave him an extremely warm feeling at this moment. The Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot seemed to be a part of his body, an extension of his hands and feet.

Ye Huan moved his hand and wanted to grab the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot not far in front of him.

The Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot flew up and swayed to Ye Huan's hand.

Ye Huan looked at the palm-sized Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot in his hand and smiled, with a bright smile on his face.

After refining the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, Ye Huan also knew some functions and functions of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

Ye Huan is glad that he didn't give up the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot easily, otherwise his bowels would turn green.

Not to mention the terrifying power of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, which is the auxiliary function of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot, Ye Huan felt that it was simply too useful.

Of course, whether you can use the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot with confidence and boldness, you also need to see if you can hide the Demon Tiger Clan's perception of the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot after recognizing the master, otherwise, the Demon Tiger Clan will always be a big problem.

Ye Huan looked at the yellow talisman paper attached to the Heaven-devouring Tiger Pot.

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