What the?! Dragon Pool!

Hearing the hoarse voice in the golden light, Zhao Wushuang's heart shook violently. In an almost sluggish state!

At the same time, the golden light that had been in the shape of a cylinder shrouded him suddenly contracted, and then spread out, filling the entire black cavern.

In a burst of golden light, Zhao Wushuang heard a rumbling sound next to the pool in front of him, and then saw a rectangular stone tablet emerging from the ground. On the stele, the three big characters of "Hualong Pool" are engraved with sharp handwriting!

These three words are simple, vicissitudes, majestic, domineering, and a sense of history comes to the face. It made him feel like his breathing was a little heavy.

"Hualongchi, Hualongchi...... What are the amazing secrets of this 300-hole area? Is the dragon pool in front of you really the same as the literal meaning? Zhao Wushuang's heart suddenly turned around many thoughts, and he was also nervous and excited for a while.

However, the voice in the golden light didn't seem to care about Zhao Wushuang's mood swings, but just turned the golden light into a belt, coldly binding and detaining Zhao Wushuang, who had no power to resist. Then, half-dragging and half-pulling its huge body, it headed towards the dragon pool in front of it, and threw it unceremoniously near the edge of the pool.

Although he knew that he was likely about to get a huge opportunity, this simple and rough treatment still made Zhao Wushuang's heart churn with anger. But the strength is weak, and it can only be slaughtered by others. There are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the sky, and he once again deeply experienced it.

Bang la, bla blah.

Zhao Wushuang entered the Dragon Transformation Pool, and in just a moment, he felt an indescribable severe pain all over his body! It seemed that countless sharp blades were frantically cutting his body, as if a raging fire was burning, and as if the most biting cold had frozen into his bone marrow......

The pain was so intense that it didn't even give him a buffer!

"It hurts!!! Nima is dying of me!! ”

Zhao Wushuang was screaming frantically in his heart, if he was still alone at this time, his face would definitely be distorted into an extremely terrifying and hideous appearance because of the severe pain. His thick snake body rolled and twisted violently in the pool, but the water in the pool did not fluctuate or splash much.

Because the liquid in this pool of water seems to be mercury, as if it is molten iron, and it is very heavy. Easily will not splash.

After Zhao Wushuang struggled frantically for a while, the pain not only did not lessen in the slightest, but even became more and more painful. He found that his skin seemed to be being pulled out by a strange force, and it was gradually separated from his muscles!

It's hell! This is a living tear of the skin and flesh, which is more painful than peeling. Zhao Wushuang couldn't figure out what kind of pervert this was to make such a pool.

Is this place really a dragon pool? I'm afraid it's the snake pool!

But then he knew that this pool was not deliberately torturing him, but probably really carrying out the difficult process of "turning into a dragon". Because when his scales, skin, and muscles were torn apart, the strange "heavy water" in this pool penetrated his skin and touched his muscles.

While this is like sprinkling alcohol on a bloody wound that has just been cut by a knife can exacerbate the pain, the benefits are obvious. The magical heavy water was mixed between Zhao Wushuang's snake skin and muscles, rapidly strengthening his muscles, bones, skin, and scales from two directions.

It hurt, but at the same time, the soaring power made Zhao Wushuang's heart happy.

"That's right! Strength, I just want stronger power! I want to become a real dragon god, oppose the Qing Dynasty and destroy the ocean, and restore my brilliant China!! Zhao Wushuang kept reciting these words silently in his heart, relying on the support of his faith to prevent the consciousness that had begun to become in a trance due to the severe pain from completely collapsing - in that case, his soul would collapse, and his soul would fly away, and he could no longer die.

At this time, Zhao Wushuang couldn't think anymore, and the only thing that came to mind was the words "Restore my brilliant Huaxia". This is to insist on his belief in becoming stronger, as if it were a burning torch, guiding his soul not to get lost and collapse in the chaos trance......

At this time, the pool of water that filled between his skin and muscles seemed to be living creatures, and the muscles that wrapped around Zhao Wushuang kept squirming. And Zhao Wushuang's already very strong muscle tissue is like a hundred steels at this time, constantly being forged and reshaped.

The dark scales on the surface of his body also became more fine and hard, if Zhao Wushuang would still feel pain after being subjected to the advanced muskets of the West. Now even if he is put directly in the rain of musket projectiles, there will not be a little pain, I'm afraid it is not as good as a mosquito bite!

"I can't die...... Can't die...... Restore my glorious China...... Restore my Huaxia ......"

At this time, Zhao Wushuang had already sunk to the very bottom of this dragon pool, lying there like a dead snake that was not sick. If it weren't for the fact that he still had the last shred of his consciousness still dissipated, I am afraid that anyone would think that he was completely dead.

The strange pool of water that had burrowed into his body seemed to have completed the internal transformation of Zhao Wushuang's body at this time, and it was all squirming towards his seven inches! It seems to be gathering on its own, and it seems to be attracted by something.

When all the pool water condensed to Zhao Wushuang's seven-inch position, it was tightly compressed into a ball and burrowed into his seven-inch muscles. Then there was a muffled bang, and I don't know what was going on.

Zhao Wushuang, who was already like the last trace of a candle in the wind, finally flickered a few times at this moment, and then disappeared......

There was a dead silence all around, as if there was no trace of life.

In the dark cavern full of python bones, an old sigh suddenly sounded.

"Alas...... Still didn't work out. This is already the most likely success I've seen in the past 600 years, or did it fail at the last moment of condensing the real scales. The Dragon Trap has been damaged, and if it hadn't been for that stupid tiger getting it in this time, maybe I wouldn't have seen the python that made it this far, right? That's it, this is also the will of God. Maybe it's because I'm too attached to it that this remnant soul has been floating in the world for thousands of years......"

Zhao Wushuang's corpse lay quietly at the bottom of this strange "Dragon Transformation Pool", motionless, and his soul was extinguished. It seems to be really dead.

Could it be that Zao Wushuang, the second life incarnated as a snake, is really going to end like this?