"Roar!"

Yan Xing fell to the ground, his mouth roared, pain enveloped him like a tidal wave, and he lost his strength, he had no time to care about the last puppet that he didn't kill.

This situation had occurred when he first cultivated Piaoyunlu, but at that time, Yan Xing was very prepared, and even if it was thrilling, nothing went wrong in the end.

But this time the abnormal change in the body came so suddenly, the kind of pain that was completely unbearable for living creatures appeared without warning, Yan Xing didn't know why this happened, he was still far from breaking through.

In Yan Xing's body, the one next to his heart who only swallowed the true qi 'essence' when he practiced on weekdays, actually gushed out the extremely pure true qi at this time, continuously purifying the original true qi in his body!

The chest cavity became more and more hot, and the heart seemed to be burned out of a hole by the high temperature, Yan Xing writhed on the ground in pain, the bitter wail in his mouth became more and more miserable, the flesh and blood in his body were constantly torn apart, and even the red blood overflowing between the white scales could be faintly seen.

Yan Xing wanted to cut open his chest and dig out the source of the troubled heat, but this pain did not leave him the slightest chance at all, constantly tormenting his nerves, and his reason and consciousness were quickly consumed.

Possessing incomparably pure True Qi should have been something that every cultivator could dream of, but at this time, these rich True Qi that seemed to be liquefied were undoubtedly poisons that aggravated Yan Xing's pain.

If Yan Xing's meridians are compared to a river, then these true qi are floods, constantly washing away the river embankment, like injecting mercury into the blood vessels, if he continues like this, the meridians of his whole body will inevitably be completely torn apart, and he has no chance of surviving.

Yan Xing's body was constantly destroyed by his own true qi, his golden dragon eyes were full of bloodshots, and soon the whites of his eyes turned red due to congestion, and he lost his rationality only with the support of the dragon's instinct and did not faint.

The blood dripping from his body flowed into the carvings of the formation on the competition platform, and as the blood flowed more and more, a strange pattern appeared under him, and this scene had an indescribable weirdness.

The last remaining puppet slowly approached him, but it didn't raise its stone fist and slam it down, of course, it was impossible for the tournament to kill the killer when the challenger was injured, because the person who created it in the first place was not to kill the geniuses of his own clan, this secret realm only existed to train talents.

The stone man walked up to him, just crouched down and stretched out his stone arm as if to lift him up.

At this time, Yan Xing suddenly jumped up from the ground and pounced directly on the stone man!

The blood-red patch in his eyes almost covered the golden pupils, he opened his mouth and bit the stone man's neck, and then tore it back violently, and the stone that was harder than steel was really bitten by him, revealing the copper skeleton inside.

Yan Xing's mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the injury he had suffered from biting the stone or the tear in his body, but he didn't stop at all, and then he bit down again, and the copper bone was directly ripped out, and the sharp dragon teeth left clear tooth marks on it.

The stone man grabbed the white young dragon on his neck with his hand, but it was obviously too late, Yan Xing suddenly exerted his force, and the metal skeleton was violently broken into two pieces from the fracture of the stone man's neck, and the big hand that seemed to be grabbed by him immediately lost its strength, and the stone man fell to the ground with a bang.

Wounded beasts will stimulate blood, and Yan Xing, who has suffered great pain, has become extremely ferocious, and he continues to destroy the paralyzed stone man, as if he is crazy to destroy to ease his pain.

The claws were injured and bleeding from constant wear, and the dragon's tail was overwhelmed by the force of the impact, and the scales were widely broken, and the flesh was blurred.

Yan Xing's breath became weaker and weaker, and the dragon claws that were grasping on the stone became more and more weak, and a dusk and twilight aura appeared on him, it was hard to imagine that the life of such a young dragon less than six years old was so decaying, before the battle he was as indestructible as a golden stone, but now he was a piece of rotten wood.

After a long time, there was no longer dragon blood spilling out of Yan Xing's body, and he regained his senses at this time.

"Am I going to die..."The body was unconscious, and he couldn't even make the slightest movement, Yan Xing knew that at this time, his body must have been disrupted and then reorganized indiscriminately, the meridians were disordered, the internal organs were displaced, and even the heart was no longer beating, he felt a bone-chilling cold, and the blood seemed to be frozen.

Yan Xing had never been so close to death, and he never expected that he would die from the exercises he had cultivated before he grew up, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered the machine spirit who gave him the exercises at that time.

"It turns out that I still guessed wrong, there is indeed a dragon who wants me to die, and Piaoyunlu is a trap he set for me, waiting for me to throw myself into the net. ”

"But I can't die. ”

Yan Xing calmed down, and he was not so flustered when he faced death.

He tried his best to take out some healing pills from the storage dragon scales, but his body was completely deformed, his muscles and bones were disordered, and his body did not obey the call at all, even a simple action such as raising his claws was impossible to complete, let alone running the true qi.

A sense of powerlessness came to my heart, and if I wanted to save myself, I had to at least be able to move, and from the current situation, unless the fairy dragon teacher could save himself, he would definitely die.

Call......

His body was getting colder and colder, the temperature of his blood plummeted, Yan Xing's breath became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness became blurred.

"I can't die!" he forced himself to fight the vertigo of weakness.

Yan Xing no longer tried to recover his body, but instead concentrated on urging the bloodlines everywhere in his body, purely a dead horse as a live horse doctor, even he didn't have much hope.

This seems to be the work of heaven, the body still has no reaction, Yan Xing is almost desperate, the increasingly cold blood makes him feel that he is dead, the struggle before death has lost its meaning, even if the fairy dragon comes, it may not be able to save himself, and the jade plate that asks the Tongtian Sect Master for help must be activated by true qi.

"Is it really heaven that wants to kill me?"

Yan Xing roared angrily in his heart, but his weak body didn't react much, he was resentful and puzzled at the same time, who was so deliberately trying to put himself to death? Is it the old man from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion? Or is there someone else behind the machine spirit?

Sleepiness swept over like a tide, and Yan Xing was still resisting even though his eyes were closed.

Yan Xing is unwilling!

Unwilling to die at such a young age, he was reborn and faced with death, he did not want to set foot on the starry road to darkness again, even if he had forgotten what was on the starry road, but the fear of falling into eternal nothingness and emptiness made him never forget.

Gradually, the feeling of dizziness actually began to weaken, Yan Xing tried to open his eyes, but he still couldn't do it, the only thing he could feel was that his body was not so cold, the blood began to warm up, and there was a slight sound in his body, and his consciousness was slowly recovering.

He immediately felt a burst of itching, the blood vessels near his spine bulged, and a large amount of fresh blood poured into the blood vessels, as if there were countless small insects crawling in his body, although it was very uncomfortable, but it was insignificant compared to the previous pain.

Then a slight tearing sensation mixed with the itching of wound healing, the meridian muscles of the whole body began to reset, and the body seemed to be self-conscious, knowing where each muscle tissue should be placed.

Yan Xing's scarred dragon claws were actually slowly repaired, and small flesh buds grew from the wounds outside the body that had lost the dragon scales, and some incomplete dragon scales also fell off automatically, and the young dragon scales sprung up like spring shoots showing their tips.

The breath of life on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and the moment ago it was rotten wood, and an emerald green bud used rotten wood as fertile soil, like rotten wood returning to spring, and living again!

Boom!

With a loud bang in the sea of knowledge, Yan Xing was shocked, and the cow-like strong heart in his chest finally beat!

His heartbeat was like a war drum constantly beating, and his vitality became stronger and stronger in the powerful beats again and again, as if he had infinite vitality.

Every drop of dragon blood flowing has a little bit of golden light, with supreme vitality, and every drop has the effect of the flesh and bones of the living and dead, which is equivalent to the great medicine in the world!

There are many visions on his dragon-shaped treasure body, and his body is like a heaven and earth oven, and the sound of thunder and tsunami is constantly heard. A trace of purple light mist rose from his side, but at this time, it was no longer a demonic feeling, just like purple qi coming from the east, which looked particularly noble.

The golden light emitted from the bloodline was mixed with the purple mist, and the light of his whole body bones was even more shining, and the wind and clouds in the half plane outside the martial arts platform actually spread outward with him as the center, and a strange power came, and the inexplicable Dao rhyme flowed in the meantime, he was like the heir of the Great Dao, and the heavens and the earth were corresponding!

The natal dragon qi in the Dan Shell actually stirred, and the Dan Shell emitted a milky white shimmer. The most bizarre change is that the purple light that originally crawled all over the Dan Shell like cracks was peeled off, like a divine iron chain, and like a line of divine script, engraved around this pitch-black space, horizontal above the Dan Shell.

"I'm not dead. ”

The vision slowly dissipated, the purple mist also disappeared into the void, Yan Xing stood up, feeling everything that had been deprived and returned to him intact, the feeling of being lost and regained can be imagined.

He clenched the dragon claw lightly, and it was obvious that his strength was much stronger now than before, and he believed that he could now pinch the skeleton of the puppet with a single claw.

(To be continued...... ）