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Wu Changkong opened the box separately and took out the thousand-year-old green tendon vine first.

Millennial green vine, is a kind of green and blue plant, only about the length of the forearm, looks crystal clear like jade, there is a faint halo and liquid flow inside, exudes a faint fragrance, just smell a refreshing feeling.

Wu Changkong pointed with his right hand, and a soft soul power suddenly controlled it and levitated above the pool water. He pinched the void in his right hand, and suddenly, the thousand-year-old green vine seemed to have encountered a huge pressure, and it suddenly deformed, and its body disintegrated, turning into cyan juice dripping into the bathtub.

Suddenly, the half of the pool of water blended into the sap of the thousand-year-old green tendon vine, and turned into green and blue in an instant, and under the transpiration of the hot water, the water vapor seemed to have turned cyan, exuding a rich aroma.

The last remaining layer of skin of the crushed green tendon vine, the light flashed in Wu Changkong's eyes, his fingers moved lightly, and the soul power of Xuantian Gong turned out to be like a protective blade, and suddenly stabbed out, countless fine sword qi crisscrossed the air, and the remaining green tendon vine skin instantly turned into powder, as if it suddenly exploded, falling from the sky and falling into the pond, without any flying out, without a trace of waste.

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up, you must know that Wu Changkong didn't use his martial soul at all, and all he relied on was his ability to control Xuantian Gong. That's how powerful it is!

After the thousand-year-old green tendon vine, there is the thousand-year-old earth dragon tendon.

The thousand-year-old earth dragon tendon looks like the most inconspicuous of the four spiritual creatures, it is about two meters long, and the whole body is brown, very thick, several times thicker than the thousand-year-old green tendon vine.

"The original length of this thousand-year-old earth dragon tendon was at least five meters. It becomes like this after shrinking after processing. Under normal circumstances, it needs to be boiled at high temperature for at least three days and three nights to soften it before re-administering medicine. Since you're going to make it slurry, there's only a few special ways to do it. ”

As he spoke, he took a step to the left with his left foot. His legs were slightly bent, maintaining a half-squat movement, and with a wave of his right hand, the thousand-year-old dragon tendons were suspended like the thousand-year-old green tendon vines before, and his hands made an encirclement in the void in front of him, and suddenly, a strange air flow emerged between his arms.

Control the crane and capture the dragon!

The left hand controls the crane, and the right hand captures the dragon.

Tang Wulin recognized at a glance the Tang Sect's peerless skills that Wu Changkong was performing.

Wu Changkong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his arms moved slightly. The internal soul power fluctuations became stronger and stronger, and the thousand-year-old dragon tendon suddenly spun rapidly.

It spun faster and faster, whining and whining. Wu Changkong's upper body did not move at all, only a pair of arms swayed slightly, but the soul power released from his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the air flow did not leak out, so that although Tang Wulin could feel the terrifying soul power, it would not be affected.

The dance teacher's control of soul power is too strong!

The thousand-year-old dragon tendon is spinning faster and faster. Gradually, its original tan body began to redden. Rapidly spinning. Rubbing against the air makes a "whine" sound.

The crane capture dragon itself has a strong squeezing effect on it, coupled with the friction with the air in the high-speed rotation, in the process of continuing, the thousand-year-old dragon tendon obviously began to soften.

Gradually, the long one began to curl up towards the center, gradually turning into a lump. It's also getting redder.

Can the crane capture dragon still be used like this? Tang Wulin is the first time to see such a magical side of the crane and the dragon.

After a full quarter of an hour, the thousand-year-old dragon tendons began to turn into drops of liquid and drip downward. The liquid was red, and it fell into the pool below, and bursts of white smoke rose from it. Tang Wulin could clearly feel that the temperature of the pool water began to rise.

The red thousand-year-old dragon tendon juice melts into the water. The color of the water is also starting to darken.

It took another quarter of an hour for this thousand-year-old dragon tendon to completely turn into juice and completely melt into the pool water. The color of the water then changes to dark green. It looks very bizarre. The aroma disappeared and was replaced by a somewhat strange taste, with the scent of plants, but also a faint fishy smell. Both are constantly changing.

Wu Changkong stood up straight and took the thousand-year-old sea dragon marrow. It is much easier for this sea dragon pith to turn into juice, just like the thousand-year-old green tendon vine, under the pressure of the soul power of Wu Changkong, there is no need to even use sword qi to crush it, the pink sea dragon pith is integrated into the pool water, the color of the pool water remains the same, but the water vapor above the pool water has a touch of pink. No matter how you look at it, it feels a little scary.

"Go ahead. Wu Changkong nodded to Tang Wulin.

It was the first time he had seen these three spiritual objects in this way, and he wanted to see what kind of effect this would have.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, forcing himself to forget that the pool of potions in front of him was fully converted by the Federation Currency that he had earned for more than three years, picked up the Millennium Dragon Scale Fruit, brought it to his mouth, and gently bit open a gap, sucking out the juice inside.

The flavor of the thousand-year-old dragon scale fruit is not as wonderful as its crystal clear blue appearance, and the juice is extremely sour and difficult to swallow.

More than three million, more than three million! Tang Wulin kept muttering about its value in his heart, his eyes widened, and he swallowed its juice carefully one bite at a time, and in the end, even that layer of skin was eaten into his stomach.

The thousand-year-old dragon scale fruit entered his abdomen, and a wave of enthusiasm suddenly surged, Tang Wulin didn't dare to slack off, took off his clothes three times and divided them by two, and stepped directly into the pool.

It's hot!

This was his first feeling after entering the water. Perhaps because of the dragon tendons of the previous thousand years, the temperature of the pool water was very high, which made him almost exclaim.

finally stood in, but was burned and trembled, some wanted to cry without tears, wanted to come out, but were reluctant.

"Hold the element and adjust your breathing. Wu Changkong shouted in a deep voice.

Tang Wulin's spirits perked up, and he hurriedly took a deep breath and activated the soul power in his body.

The effect of the thousand-year-old dragon scale fruit began to take effect, and streams of heat began to emanate from the lower abdomen, spreading throughout the body along with the operation of Xuantian Gong.

Tang Wulin thought that the heat in his body would make him adapt to the temperature outside his body, but contrary to his wishes, not only did he not feel a sense of adaptation, but his skin became more sensitive, and he shivered when he was hot.

"Immerse yourself in the pool water, with only your head exposed. At this moment, Tang Wulin's voice sounded in his heart, and compared with usual, this time Tang's voice was obviously very serious.

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and sat down in the pool suddenly, and suddenly, the hot sensation spread all over his body, especially some sensitive parts, and the feeling was the most obvious, so that he couldn't help but almost jump out.

Hold on, hold on!

With his eyes closed, Tang Wulin reluctantly allowed himself to slide into the bathtub, and the blazing sensation surrounded his body, as if he was cooking in boiling water, and the feeling could no longer be described as simple pain.

From Wu Changkong's point of view, Tang Wulin's body turned crimson almost instantly, like a boiled shrimp. His eyes were closed, and his whole body began to twitch slightly.

Wu Changkong's brows furrowed, wouldn't this really be a problem? It was also the first time he had heard of the recipe for these four spiritual objects together. Where did this recipe come from, Tang Wulin never said.

With his right hand raised, he was already ready, with the ice attribute of his martial soul, it couldn't be easier to cool down Tang Wulin.

At this moment, Wu Changkong's eyes suddenly froze, because he suddenly saw a faint golden light on Tang Wulin's forehead. It's not obvious, but with his eyesight, it's easy to see.

It was a looming golden rune, which looked like it was made up of three erected golden lines, because it was not clear, and it was difficult to distinguish between them in the sky.

Let's take a look.

For me, today is a day of emotion and gratitude.

Today, I watched Buzheng send a circle of friends, and I knew that there was a starting point 5.15 fan festival, so I clicked on it and was stunned. Without any canvassing, I was in first place at the Hall of Honor for Writers.

You should find out that my dragon king has not pulled a monthly pass, what is the point of a list that can buy a ticket for six yuan? So I don't pull it, I just want to write you a story that you like. Always be the best friend you can see every morning at 7 a.m. and 17 p.m.

Seeing this first today, I suddenly felt that in the past 12 years, more than 4,000 days, days and nights of daily updates, nearly 40 million words mixed with sweat and tears, and occupational diseases and injuries have not been in vain, just for, you still remember me!

Enough, enough.

Don Jr. will write for you for another twelve years.

I love to create, and I love you even more.

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