Time passed, and three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the gaze of the three of them, the process of transmission of alcoholics and Gao Bo is also deepening.

At this time, the drunkard's face obviously showed a slight weakness, but after all, the drunkard is a person who hopes to reach the pinnacle, whether it is the foundation of strength or spiritual perseverance, it is extremely brilliant.

Even though such a direct loss of strength made him a little tired, that kind of old trance seemed to begin to emerge in him.

However, for him, these are only minor problems and do not affect the process of transmitting gong.

On the other hand, Gao Bo, because of the strong and terrifying energy of the drunkard pouring into his body, his face was already flushed at this time, and his originally emaciated body seemed to be a little swollen and bloated, as if he was angry.

It's just that everyone knows that this is not a boost, but too much energy input from the outside world in a short period of time, Gao Bo's body is frantically absorbing and refining, and all aspects of his functions are released to the extreme......

Or it can also be said that such a strong and terrifying body is the body that really belongs to Gao Bo.

"Why, Gao Bo, this kid vaguely, there are scales?"

Ye Dachun looked at Gao Bo deadly, and inadvertently saw a strange scene, and when he frowned, he said very puzzled.

"Scales?"

Qin Idiot and Chu Lie were also stunned when they heard this, and looked intently, and sure enough, they saw that at this time, on Gao Bo's arm, there were actually pieces of scaly light and shadow, flickering and flickering, as if there was nothing.

At first glance, it may even feel like an illusion.

It's just that all three of them can see it, which obviously proves that it's not an illusion.

Why is that?

Why is there such a strange phenomenon in Gao Bo's body?

"Could it be that this is due to the cultivation of the drunkard predecessors?" said the piano idiot, frowning lightly.

"Obviously not. ”

Ye Dachun shook his head with a heavy face, and said: "The skills practiced by the drunkard are quite ordinary, which is also one of the reasons why he has solid internal strength, all the strength is accumulated by him bit by bit, how can there be such a phenomenon?"

The two of them were puzzled and shocked at the same time.

A good exercise is undoubtedly able to make a martial artist practice twice as effective with half the effort, and it will not leave any sequelae, but generally speaking, two masters of equal strength stand together, and those who practice ordinary exercises will be better in strength.

Because the energy in their bodies is completely different from that of a martial artist with good exercises, this is like two houses built in different forms, the former is a high-rise building built quickly with high technology, although it will not collapse, but it will not be as solid as the building that others have tempered with more careful and more time.

With the strength of the peak of the drunkard, it is really not an accident that the half-step void master will not fall behind.

This is also the reason why they are shocked.

I never thought that in the past hundred years, except for Gao Bo and the unknown Zhang Zihan, no one has ever surpassed a martial arts wizard, and the cultivation method is actually an ordinary exercise!

Moreover.

Everyone also knows very well in their hearts that the drunkard's cultivation of ordinary exercises is definitely not because he can't get good exercises, but because he is using this harder way to make his growth a little slower, but his strength can be more solid.

After all, he is not the same as Gao Bo, he has never had any pressure in his life, and Gao Bo is a tiger who moves forward under pressure......

"This is strange, these scales on the dragon's body seem to be real or fake, and I don't know what the scales are, whether they are derived from the energy and transfiguration, or, or the essential color that emerges from his skin, we don't know, what is it?"

Chu Lie's thick eyebrows tightened, and he said with a strange expression.

"Hopefully that's not a bad thing. ”

The piano idiot also had a solemn look on his face, to be honest, Gao Bo's strange phenomenon at this time made the three people present quite worried, but the two of them were passing on the gong, and no one dared to come forward to disturb.

So what the situation of the cyan and blackened scales was, they couldn't find out, so they could only put it in their hearts for the time being.

……

In the blink of an eye, another few hours passed.

Up to now, the Qin idiots can feel that the air around them is obviously much thinner, and if ordinary people are in this strong tomb, they will definitely not be able to breathe.

Of course, the space of the tomb of the strong is vast, but it must not be forgotten that this tomb has been at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years, and the air in it is already thin, although it has just surfaced ashore and opened the door, the air that can come in is still limited.

In this way, under the sucking and plundering of martial arts masters who counted a lot of money, most of the days passed, and there was no fresh air entering, and the lack of oxygen was reasonable.

At the same time, this situation also made it clearer to everyone that if the tomb of the strong could not be opened, even if they were martial arts masters, after a day, they would not be able to support it, and they would begin to fall from weak to strong.

Even if you are a master at the peak of the leaf like the piano idiot, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive a week!

All the hopes are gathered on Gao Bo alone......

But Gao Bo obviously didn't know the situation in the outside world, and right now, under the continuous delivery of energy from the wine addict, Gao Bo didn't dare to relax anything, and almost all of his attention was focused on absorbing the energy, and in this process, it was very painful.

And his strength aura is also gradually rising in this painful process, and it seems that he has reached the late stage of the point......

"The process of transmitting the gong is quite slow, if it is fast, Gao Bo's body can't bear it, not to mention, those energy will also be lost and wasted, look at this, in order to maximize Gao Bo's income, the drunkard is to reduce the speed to the extreme, not to mention it takes three days. ”

Ye Dachun looked at the two people in the field intently, and said helplessly.

All this is what he didn't think about before, that free and easy drunkard, one day, will be so good to a junior, you know, the slower the transmission, the more benefits Gao Bo gets, yes, but the mental torture suffered by the alcoholic idiot will also multiply.

At this moment, the drunkard was already pale and weak.

However, he still has to persist in such a state for three days...... Why bother to endure such suffering before you die?

"For three days, the masters in the tomb mansion, I'm afraid it will be difficult to support below the floating water. The piano idiot raised her eyebrows slightly, and a little pity flashed in her beautiful eyes.

That Zhang Zihan is really inhumane, if it is only for Gao Bo, it is just that, in order to let Gao Bo fall, he actually hurt so many innocent people, these people, if they die, it will be too wronged.

"Casualties are inevitable, and there will always be many regrettable things in this world. ”

Ye Dachun sighed a little helplessly, and couldn't help but glance at the drunkard, isn't this person also a big defect in martial arts?

A man who should have stood at the top of the strongest position, for an impossible love, gave up all hopes, self-imprisoned, self-decadent, and now, he still has to behave like this.

Ye Dachun knows a lot of legends about the fall, but he has never seen a legend that ends like this......

A day passed.

Not surprisingly, many people trapped in the tomb of the strong man let out a terrible wail before the temporary time, and those who were still alive watched their companions fall, their eyes were red, and they spat at that Zhang Zihan.

By the next day.

Another group of people collapsed from exhaustion, curled up in the arms of their companions, and said some of their last wishes and regrets with scattered eyes, and in the end they could not escape the fate of falling because of the dry energy and lack of air.

In just two days, the people trapped in the tomb of the strong man were already dead and dressed up, and the cold corpses were spread at the entrance of the tomb gate, and the voices of resentment, scolding, and crying spread to almost every corner of the tomb.

The son of the fox god seems to have become a public enemy of martial arts, but Zhang Zihan obviously doesn't care about the resentment of these people, in his opinion, the tomb of the strong is closed, whether it is Gao Bo or an alcoholic idiot, and all the people in the tomb of the strong, this time, it is inevitable.

In that case, what is there to care about? No matter how much they hate it, it will be nothing more than that.

By the third day.

Except for most of the masters who could no longer support the fall, there were many people who fell one after another and were dying.

Some people are already masters at the peak of their strength, and a few others have even reached the realm of Tai Chi, but after three days of continuous consumption, they can't absorb any energy from the outside world, which really makes their physical strength dry up one after another.

Almost, death has been seen.

……

At the same time, on Gao Bo's side, after three days of hard work, the process of transmission of gong has gradually come to an end.

Looking at it, the old and strong drunkard was long gone, replaced by an old man with gray hair, a withered yellow complexion, and a thin body, and his eyes were also without lustery, and his appearance told everyone that he was almost unable to support it.

More than ninety percent of the strength is squandered, and the strength of the drunkard is almost weak to the extreme, and his body is almost showing a visible trend of thinness, and the figure that used to be steady and carefree is now a trace of trembling and trembling after all.

At any moment, he will fall......

When others see such an alcoholic idiot, no one can laugh, and the only thing that is used is a heavy mood.

On the other hand, Gao Bo, who has already obtained ninety percent of the cultivation of alcoholics, has a strong breath at this time, and his previously expanded body has returned to a normal state because of the perfect consumption of energy, and he looks extremely calm.

But his occasional spews out of the energetic breath made the three people on the scene frightened.

Because they can all feel that Gao Bo's breath at this time is even better than that of the drunkard at his peak!

(End of chapter)