The mysterious gas did not quiet down because of Luo Yang's relinquishment of control.

They still maintain a frantic rate of production and advance from their brains to the surrounding areas.

But no matter how much gas is produced, not many end up at the edge of the body and back again.

With such a little gas accumulation, Luo Yang felt that he could hold them for at least another three or four days, and then he would not be able to hold them.

And the mysterious gas that disappeared during the advancement was, as he expected, absorbed by the body.

Luo Yang clenched his fists excitedly, feeling the pleasure of the rapid growth of power in his body, and he was extremely intoxicated.

"Ha, this is the golden finger, I Luoyang also has today, is this the feeling of being invincible in the world?

Wowhaha. Invincible, really lonely. Luo Yang thought obscenely.

Gradually, something was wrong.

The eruption of the mysterious gas seemed to be slowing down.

If when I first discovered it, it was like a volcanic eruption, but now it feels like it's coming to an end.

The rush is not so high, and the spray is not as much.

"What's going on?"

Luo Yang's excitement cooled slightly, and he carefully experienced the changes in his body, trying to find out what the problem was.

Once, twice...

No matter how you feel it, you can't find the reason for the gas reduction.

So what's the problem?

Luo Yang didn't give up, he got up and began to make various movements, trying to use the physical changes in his body to find something.

After a long time, the rapid growth of the gas has completely stopped, and it has returned to its usual gushing state.

Luo Yang surrounded his hooves and lifted up and down several times while holding an animal carcass about his size.

found that his strength had increased by at least a tenth.

However, the point is not this, but the mystery of the rapid growth of the gas has not yet been discovered.

Luo Yang threw the corpse out casually as if venting, and smashed it on Luo Sanchou's body.

The three ugly screamed and jumped out of the distance, looking at Luo Yang with confusion and horror, as if asking why they hit me...

"Who called you ugly!"

Luo Yang glared at the three ugly angrily, and was about to lie down to sleep.

But I came back to it right away, how could I not be sleepy?

He closed his eyes hard, but he didn't feel sleepy.

As if he had discovered something, Luo Yang stood up and got up again.

The upper body stood upright, and he played a set of Xuanwu Bashi boxing, forehead, it is Wang Baquan, the kind that fights indiscriminately.

Gradually, he became more and more excited, and his momentum became louder and louder.

Although it's a blind fight, after all, the strength after being strengthened is still not small.

The entire underground cavern was filled with the air he brought with him as he danced, and the whirring wind grew louder and louder.

Mother Pig was awakened by the abnormal movement, and looked at Luo Yang with Wubao in a daze, not knowing what he was smoking.

Finally, Luo Yang stopped.

This crazy flurry of dancing really exhausted him.

But he didn't have the slightest uncomfortable expression, on the contrary, he was very excited now.

Because he finally knew the principle of the rapid explosion of mysterious gas.

That is to make yourself tired, and the more tired you are, the more violent it will explode.

It turned out that when Luo Yang found that he was not sleepy at all.

I found that my body, which was still very tired after being busy in the middle of the night, actually returned to normal after the gas stopped exploding.

It was precisely because of this discovery that he went crazy to expend his physical strength, wanting to verify whether this was the case.

As it turned out, he was right.

The mysterious gas in Luo Yang's body erupted wildly again, and the amplitude was even more violent than the first time.

He lay on the mud with a face full of enjoyment, feeling the rapid recovery of his physical strength, the rapid growth of his strength, and he wanted to recite a poem.

But after thinking about it, I dropped out of school in the first year of junior high school, and it seems that I can't write poetry.

Rolling his eyes self-deprecatingly, he didn't continue the idea of pain, but instead wanted to give his discovery a name:

"This mysterious gas comes from my pure yang soul body.

Well, that's called pure yang.

As for this phenomenon that can explode when the physical strength is exhausted, it is simply called pure yang to explode.

Pure Yang is full of energy.

Wowhaha, isn't this just a poem, I'm such a genius, great poet, haha!"

The sky is faintly bright, the blue sun is already about to erupt, a new day has arrived, and the heavy rain that has fallen all night has quietly disappeared.

The great poet of Luoyang, who tossed all night, did not feel sleepy at all.

Ever since he discovered Pure Yang Explosion, he has been like a child who has been given a new toy.

Whenever he regained his strength, he would jump up and hit a set of Wang Ba punches that only he thought were handsome.

By now, the strength in the body has at least doubled.

Looking at the faint light from the passage, Luo Yang knew that it was dawn.

His nose sniffed in the direction of the passage a few more times, and a different earthy fragrance entered his mind.

God knew that he knew subconsciously that the rain had stopped.

"Is this the welfare of being a pig?" Luo Yang was expressionless.

Ignoring the fact that Mother Pig and Wubao didn't sleep all night after being tossed by him, the dark circles that looked like pandas on their faces.

He didn't start a new round of cultivation again, but wanted to return to the ground, he was going to see how his fire was doing.

Out of the tunnel, the first feeling was heat, and he was happy, it seemed that the fire was still there.

Then he looked into the jungle outside the fire ring in the direction where the fire was spreading.

Well, now it can't be called a jungle, it's a bunch of self-immolation sites that are still smoking.

Well, whatever it was, at least his fire was not extinguished by the rain.

Relying on the strong body that was refined overnight, well, strong, at least Luo Yang himself thinks so.

He didn't care about the residual heat at the scene, but went straight to the fire.

Before he entered the middle, just as he got closer, Luo Yang found that his pig hair began to curl, and some tiny fluff was already charred black.

Ignoring everything, Luo Yang, who was indomitable, held his breath and entered the fire alone.

It was dark in front of him, and Luo Yang only felt that there was smoke all around.

At the same time, waves of heat whirred through his pores, and he felt that he was about to become a roast pig.

But that's not the worst of all, not being able to breathe is the real fatality.

In a hurry, Luo Yang somehow suddenly remembered that in the TV he watched in his previous life, people who usually entered the fire had to get a wet towel or something to cover their mouths and noses.

Why didn't you think of it?

Alas, I've been too busy lately, and my IQ has dropped a bit...

Don't think about it, fortunately he just needs a tinder, and it's not to go in to save people, and he can get out soon.

Therefore, he couldn't breathe, so he simply lay down completely and changed to crawling forward.

He hadn't climbed far before he found a lot of charcoal with a faint spark.

He casually picked up a thick wooden branch that was only half burning, and slowly withdrew from the fire.