The fiery red magic crystal is like a brilliant gem, dazzling, and the light emitted by the energy is like the refraction of water waves in the sun, flickering on the surface of the magic crystal. But just like a meteor, this light comes and goes quickly, when the magic crystal dimmed, the original fiery red magic crystal turned white, when the first crack appeared on the surface of the magic crystal, the transparent white magic crystal lost its last life, and a gray trace appeared on the edge of the crack, and then this trace spread, and finally became an ordinary stone.

If the first two times the process of absorbing magic crystals was a trickle, the whole process was very long, at least two or three hours. And this time, it became an unstoppable torrent. Wherever the flood went, there was not a single tile left, and after the flood, I am afraid that it will also be full of devastation. From the moment Lytton sat down to absorb the magic crystal, to the time when the situation happened, it was not more than ten minutes. Such a speed was unexpected even by Lytton.

As a result, the breath in his body was no longer the tranquility of the small bridge and flowing water, but the roar of the great river.

Not to mention that Gesang was scared silly, even Litton was scared silly.

He was frightened not because the breath in the dantian was unstable, but because he had lost control of his body. That's right, he lost control and lost complete control of his body, except for his brain, the rest of his body didn't listen to him, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

The loss of control of his body also caused him to panic, trying to regain control of his body, but he couldn't find any way. But the current situation is that he is like underwater, surrounded by water, and he is entangled in aquatic plants, so he can only struggle in vain, and after the struggle, what awaits him is death.

The breath within the dantian expanded and contracted, as if it was like a recovering heartbeat, and it was rushed over.

Poof.

Poof.

What to do?

Lytton gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but his body didn't react at all. And the warm current gradually warmed up, then became hot, and finally became hot. It was as if there were sparks in a pile of dry wood, and then the small sparks turned into small flames, and finally burned into a raging fire. The moment the flames burst out, it was a sign that they would consume everything around them. Even if the flame is finally extinguished, the dry wood that is used as a burning object will turn into a cloud of ashes. Lytton seemed to have expected that after getting used to breathing, his body would be completely destroyed...... There is no later.

Lytton, who is a complete layman in practice, tasted the bitter fruits of indiscriminate practice at this moment.

With the flow of dantian breath, it rolled, and then the hundreds of bones in his body were in pain like needles pricking fire, but Li Dun didn't even have the ability to shout because of the pain. If he had known that this was such a result, he would not try anything indiscriminately. Even if he didn't absorb the magic crystal in his hand tonight, after two increases in strength, he was no longer weaker than the fierce in the tribe. Even compared to Lei Ju, there is only a gap of one line, and even this gap can be made up by familiarizing with combat skills. He was already one of the strongest people in the Brute Bull tribe, but Litton was still not satisfied, and his greed made him walk on the edge of a cliff like a dark night, and he could fall into the abyss anytime and anywhere.

Such strength is enough to protect oneself in the wilderness. If you want to blame him, blame him for being too greedy. Thinking that war was imminent, although he was a tribal leader, he did not have the strength that a leader should have. This made him very worried about the cohesion of the tribe. He stubbornly believed that only by enjoying the identity of the first strong man of the Brute Bull tribe could he turn his will into the will of the entire Brute Bull.

So much so that they ignore that wisdom is sometimes more important. In his several attacks on the tribe, the ordinary people of the tribe had a sense of dependence on him. After solving the food problem, the prototype of the bow and arrow was designed...... A series of actions have made him gain the respect of his clansmen. And this respect will be brewed over time, and it will turn into admiration. In particular, the appearance of the battle array captured the hearts of the soldiers.

Cupidity.

This is the original sin that makes people desperate.

At this moment, Lytton was powerless to regret it, he seemed to be in a furnace burning with a raging fire, his whole body was wrapped in flames, the water in his body was evaporated, and he lost even the last bit of control of his body due to excessive dehydration. His vision became blurred, and he was already on the verge of coma, and the little consciousness that remained could only tell him that he was still alive and suffering.

Want to compromise?

Do you want to give up?

Lytton smelled the threat of death.

In fact, the moment he lost control of his body, he smelled the threat of death. But between the lightning and flint, there was no time for him to be prepared. In addition, he is not a strong-willed person in the first place, a young man who grew up in the new era, if he wants to say that his ambition is as solid as a rock, I am afraid that he will not even believe it if he says it.

At the moment when the pain hit him and he couldn't bear it, his first thought was to give up. There is nothing to be ashamed of, most of the people who fight against fate at every turn are abnormal.

If a person's soul is immortal after death, perhaps he can start anew in another world. If the soul is gone, then it does not exist, and the meaning of life and death is equivalent to the end. However, he was a man who had died once, so he naturally knew that the soul might not be eliminated. I'm not sure, but I'm sure.

But what about living?

Or is it reborn again?

It's not out of the question.

Fail.

Failed the first time.

There was a second time.

There will be a third time.

……

Some people may say that failure is the mother of success, but most people will get used to it after facing the failure of connection. This is the terrible part, like a sheep that suddenly leaves the flock, and its fate is either a whip, a stone, or a sheepdog's bite.

When Lytton remembered that his life was not very long, he seemed to have done a lot of things, but he seemed to have done nothing. He is just an ordinary person who is in a mess, living a life that is less than the upper and more than the lower, and has a happy family, but he always feels that something is missing.

A lifetime has passed like this, as if I don't know what the burning passion is when I am old.

The same is true for Lytton, he was very ordinary in his previous life, following the trend of society step by step, so that he would not fall behind and could not rush forward. The advantage of being ordinary is that you will not be criticized or praised, but more likely to be forgotten.

After being reborn in the wilderness, he complained, disappointed, and even despaired. But in the end, he found that the wilderness was not useless, and the backward society was not the era when he could show his ambitions. He carefully blends into the Brute Bull tribe to establish his prestige, and may later annex the surrounding tribes, an era that can create many of his dreams. If you want to make a tide, you must first know how to water. But the most critical step is strength, in the era when everything speaks with a fist, strength has become his only and final obstacle.

Give up, how can you give up!

Could it be that after he saw the hope of rising, he would be willing to be an ordinary person?

"Hell fate! I don't believe it! ”

Li Dun cursed in his heart, he couldn't open his mouth, so naturally he couldn't shout out loud. If he could, he even wanted to stand on the highest mountain in the vicinity, Paektu Mountain, and shout loudly against the wind, against the heavens and the earth.

The frenzied breath rushed out from the dantian, all the way up, and the internal organs seemed to be displaced, like a stick stirring in the chest, this kind of pain has completely transcended the negativity caused by pain. Faced with the impact like a violent wind and tsunami, Litton finally began to fight back for the first time after losing control of his body, and the remaining thoughts broke through the blockade for the first time, but unfortunately they were swept away by the furious aura and disappeared without a trace.

If Lytton might have given up before he was reborn, he wouldn't have been able to resist it at all!

But now, at least he can face it with his spirits, grit his teeth, and prepare for a second counterattack. Of course, he is likely to be greeted by the second failure, and maybe he will still fail after the effort, but it is better than being indifferent. At this moment, the only thing Lytton can control is his brain, but even his brain is unbearable as if it is about to explode, but he endures this inhuman pain.

Thinking back to before and after the first blockade of the air flow, I felt the tidal air current, and my eyes were unusually empty, looking for the weakness of the riot aura.

"It's now, block me!"

Like a trash can blown by a strong wind, Lytton failed again this time, but he was excited to laugh out loud, because he found that his interception seemed to work.

This time, the blocking breath caused blood to ooze from both ears and eyes, but he didn't know it. Again and again to meet the impact of the breath, again and again defeated and returned. Before he knew it, he was able to grit his teeth and even feel the strength near his neck.

Lytton was overjoyed, he had finally survived the impact of his breath, and he had not yet been knocked down, and he had even suppressed his breath a little......