Xiao Jianqiu pressed his palm on Ye Cuo's head: "Nie Fan, as long as you dare to take another step forward, I will smash his head to see if your sword is fast, or if I kill him quickly." ”

In Nie Fan's eyes, the blood flames rolled, and he fell into a rage: "If you dare to kill him, I will destroy you!"

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Jianqiu laughed wildly, "If you don't want me to kill him, just kneel down honestly!" Kneel down for me!!"

Ye Cuo opened his eyes with difficulty, saw Nie Fan's figure, and showed a smile: "Nie Fan...... I'm fine...... Don't kneel him......"

Xiao Jianqiu was extremely angry: "Look for death!"

A palm was imprinted on Ye Cuo's chest, Ye Cuo spit out a mouthful of blood, and more than a dozen ribs were broken, and he flew out directly and fell into the sea.

Crash!

Ye Cuo only felt that the sea water was over his head in an instant, and this body began to flow involuntarily with the waves, gradually sinking.

"Am I going to die?"

Ye Cuo only felt that the scenery around him was all blurred, and the water was becoming colder and colder.

In his chest, in his broken heart, the golden blood had been drained, leaving only an empty atrium.

His body even became a little withered, like a weed in winter, completely lifeless.

Scenes from the past appeared in front of him, and Ye Cuo gradually hallucinated.

He saw a number of huge shuttle dredging machines roaring in the seabed, stirring up the silt on the bottom of the sea, drilling through the walls of the seabed, and pumping a large amount of sediment and debris upwards.

He saw countless brute beasts, shadowed in the deep sea, as if they were afraid of something in the mountains below the sea.

He also seemed to see a massive palace, with a corner peeking out in the midst of the collapsed mountain wall.

Everything around him became very unreal, making Ye Cuo not understand where he was.

He felt his body gradually lighter, as if he wanted to break free from the heavy flesh, fly out, and float upward.

"When ~~~~~~"

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the palace buried in the deep sea.

Ye Cuo's whole body shook, and the blood that had stopped flowing suddenly flowed again with the tremor, and the broken heart suddenly beat again.

Ye Cuo opened his eyes in an instant, and the illusory pictures in front of him were gone, only the deep sea that was pitch black and without fingers.

A palace!

Ye Cuo really saw a huge palace, although it was wrapped in a thick mountain outside, Ye Cuo could feel its presence.

In the dark, there seems to be something that echoes with Ye Cuo's blood.

"When ~~~~~~"

The bell rang again, and Ye Cuo's blood flowed again.

The tiny golden red blood cells in his body, under the vibration of the bell, one became two, two became four, and four became eight, rapidly dividing, infecting other red blood cells.

It's like there are countless small ants, moving quickly in Ye Cuo's body, capturing normal red blood cells, and then infecting these cells into gold.

Before, the old beggar left a drop of dragon's blood in his chest.

That drop of dragon blood is like yeast when making steamed buns, as long as you put a little bit, it can slowly ferment and infect other red blood cells.

Now, although there was no blood in this drop, the golden red blood cells in Ye Cuo's body did not all disappear, but moved from the heart to the perineum, along the Chong veins of the previous cultivation, up to the head, down to the feet, and began to expand rapidly.

In the mountains, the bells are melodious.

But none of the beasts and staff at the bottom of the sea seem to be able to hear.

The huge palace, the melodious ancient clock, only Ye Cuo could sense their existence.

In the depths of the palace, there seems to be a real dragon sleeping, and this bell is its heartbeat, driving Ye Cuo's broken heart, constantly beating.

When~When~When~When~

The bells rang one after the other, completely constantly.

Ye Cuo was in the seawater, only to feel that his heart began to beat fast, and the blood flowed rapidly in his body, countless times faster than usual, and his body seemed to be about to expand and explode.

However, at this time, he had sunk to the bottom of the sea at an extremely deep depth, and the huge pressure of the seawater was like a steel plate from all directions, compressing him fiercely.

Every acupoint and every meridian in Ye Cuo's body was bearing a great impact, and after the blood flowed, it seemed that countless red-hot nails were constantly piercing at the same time.

Yes!

Ye Cuo's silent shout, the pressure of the seawater, the expansion of his body, and the two completely different forces were like hundreds of giant steel hammers, constantly forging his body.

In the blood in the body, there are more and more golden red blood cells, and they are becoming more and more violent.

It turned out that he was just following the old beggar to learn the method of transforming the blood of the Dragon God Skill, but he didn't pay much attention to tempering the physical body on weekdays, and the meridians he practiced were only the Chong Pulse, so although the dragon blood power in the body was strong, it did not drive the physical body to go further.

Now, the pressure of the sea water is like a huge chopping board, and the bell in the palace drives Ye Cuo's blood and qi to surge, but it is like a huge hammer, striking his body again and again.

The blood vessels of Ye Cuo began to shatter, and the blood infiltrated into the flesh, into the bones, into every vein, and then immediately absorbed by the musculoskeletal and meridians.

After tempering again and again, Ye Cuo's blood vessels were broken and healed, the muscles were torn and quickly moistened by qi and blood, and the broken heart began to recover little by little.

A large amount of impurities were expelled from the surface of his body and dissipated into the seawater.

Ye Cuo unconsciously calmed his mind, adjusted his internal breath, and calmed his heart according to the way taught by the old beggar, driving the qi and blood in his body to run continuously.

He had no idea that he was going through the most terrifying and difficult step in the martial arts quenching: qi and blood forging.

Ordinary warriors, when breaking through this step, like to use the super pressure of the water flow in the waterfall to forge their own flesh.

Those who are more confident in their own strength like to use the powerful impact to beat the flesh in the waves.

But like Ye Cuo, who sank directly to the bottom of the sea, no one really dared to do this.

With such a powerful pressure, it was as if hundreds of masters were shooting together, using super internal qi to impact the acupoints around him, and ordinary people would have already been shattered at this time.

Although its effect is 100 times better than that of waterfalls and waves, it is also 100 times more dangerous.

Ye Cuo didn't know that he was experiencing one of the most difficult and dangerous things in a martial artist's life, life and death, success or failure, hanging by a thread.

Under the melodious bell, Ye Cuo's body is full of water and fire, the dragon and the tiger meet, and the skin on the surface of the body directly sheds a layer, revealing the delicate skin like a baby inside.

His muscles and bones, absorbing countless golden red blood cells, gradually began to strengthen.

While!

The bell rang again, and in Ye Cuo's body, all the blood flow finally broke through the shackles of the pulse and flowed to all parts of the body.

"Ahh

Ye Cuo's arms shook suddenly, and the surrounding seawater was actually directly exploded into a huge bubble, forming a vacuum area around Ye Cuo's body.

Ye Cuo's eyes turned golden, and his pupils were as slender as the pupils of a snake.

His arms were covered with dragon scales for a moment, and his fingers became slender and became a dragon claw.

There is a martial art called the "Six Veins Divine Sword", which specializes in cultivating the six meridians of the hands.

Now, Ye Cuo felt countless airflows running through his arms, and the six meridians of his hands, the Taiyin Lung Meridian, the Yin Pericardial Meridian, the Shaoyin Heart Meridian, the Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian, the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, and the Sun Small Intestine Meridian were all opened!

Among the six meridians on the arm, there seems to be a stream of mercury circulating everywhere, which is extremely comfortable.

This kind of cultivation opportunity, other martial artists can't have it, and they don't dare to try it at all.

Ye Cuo has experienced pain that no one can bear, and he has also reaped rewards that are impossible for others to obtain.

At this time, in his dantian, there were originally only a few thin threads of pulse, and the qi and blood were as thick as a finger, and the golden blood was surging in his body, not only did it not become less because the blood was taken away, but it became more in the bell.

Now, the golden red blood cells are like a virus, spreading rapidly in his body, constantly infecting other cells, and tens of thousands of cells are infected every second, and then changes.

Then, the blood flowed throughout his body, constantly moisturizing his muscles, bones and skin.

Originally, he only had the cultivation of the early stage of the Martial Apprentice Realm, but at this time, he was directly promoted to the late stage of the Martial Apprentice Realm, completely passing the middle stage.

After cultivating for less than two weeks, he directly advanced to the late stage of the martial apprentice realm, and ordinary martial artists were afraid of dying of jealousy when they saw it.

Even Ji Chen's qualifications took more than half a year to reach the same level.

Ye Cuo looked down at his hands-

Originally, the third layer of the Dragon Divine Skill could only be cultivated to become a dragon, but now he only has the first layer, but he inadvertently opened up the meridians of his hands, resulting in the direct dragonization of his hands!

......

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the old beggar suddenly looked back and looked to the east.

He could feel that the connection between his own blood and himself had become weaker.

The old beggar was instantly angry, and with a punch, the golden dragon claw phantom shattered the top of a mountain:

"Someone dares to touch my disciples? Old beggar, I will wash my blood in Shenzhou, and I will slaughter murderers all over the house!"

His voice shook the entire valley, and at the snowy peak, it directly caused an avalanche.

"Kill!"