Han Xing's body trembled slightly, if it weren't for the fact that his Ancient Chaos Xuanjin Holy Body had been refined with Xuanhuang Qi, it was strong enough to resist the erosion of this weak water, he would have been swept into the monstrous river, turned into a pile of white bones, and finally turned into a drop in the weak water.

Rao is like this, three thousand weak water turned into pieces of chaotic thunder, like thousands of dark snakes, emitting a deafening hissing sound, carrying a power that seems to be able to destroy everything, raging into Han Xing's body.

The terrifying and destructive power carried in the weak water made the flesh and meridians of his body feel like they had been cut by a thousand knives, producing a pain like peeling skin and cramps, and even his facial features were distorted in pain.

This kind of pain is far from being endured by ordinary people, like molten iron poured into his body, trying to melt the internal organs and flesh in his body, and make him die.

"Boy, the struggle is futile, the Dao source of the Desolate Ancient Bloodline---- the essence blood of the Heavenly Emperor is mine, and even the Divine Whip is mine!" Duhu said indifferently.

He kept waving, treating weak water as splashing ink, sweeping the world and pouring it on Han Xing!

Han Xing was in pain, dodging again and again like a bolt of lightning, but he couldn't avoid the weak water pouring down from the sky at all.

A large amount of weak water continued to invade his body, making him stumble, and the person began to be a little unconscious.

The light of the lone fox's residual eyes was cold, the killing intent was surging, and all the divine power of his body was condensed in the thickness of the mountain peak, which was directly inserted into the yin and yang pen of the blue sky.

Just when Han Xing was about to faint, the thirty-three day pagoda in his dantian suddenly trembled inexplicably, and the bronze tripod on the eighth floor of the pagoda began to flicker and dance.

Suddenly, a pair of ears of the bronze tripod emitted a multicolored light, and the pair of fierce and mysterious dragon ornaments on it emitted a cold light, and began to wash his muscles and flesh.

Originally, the chaotic thunder light formed by weak water corroded all of Han Xing's muscles and bones, flesh and blood, and dried up and rotted, just waiting to completely melt into blood water, and his divine powers would also be turned into nothing.

Seeing that just when Han Xing's oil ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, from the Ding'er Panlong ornament, two strands of mysterious power burst out, turning into thousands of dragon-shaped runes as small as earthworms, sucking all the weak water in his body into his abdomen and returning to Ding'er.

Han Xing's body immediately underwent new changes, and in an instant, the corroded flesh and blood actually grew again.

Once he recovered, Han Xing would have to sacrifice the bronze tripod desperately and refine three thousand weak waters.

"Don't ......" Suddenly, a domineering thought rose from the bottom of his heart......

The bronze tripod's spirit suddenly came out, stopping his intentions.

Han Xing scolded in his heart: "Don't your grandma be big...... Where did you run away from this loach when you were fighting just now? You don't make any effort, but now that Lao Tzu has recovered, he actually wants to stop Lao Tzu from collecting this weak water.

Leisurely, from the bottom of Han Xing's heart, the voice of the Ding Ling Nine-clawed Divine Dragon came: "Master, this is the Yellow Spring Diagram of the Dead World, the three thousand weak water that was refined into a drop of the Huangquan jellyfish for the Emperor Xudu, I don't know why it has been passed down to this life, Hugh said that you are the Chaos Xuanjin Holy Body formed by the ancient bloodline, that is, the Da Luo Golden Immortal, if you fall into this water, your body will also be destroyed, and the Dao Source will become a drop of the three thousand weak water!"

"Just now, what entered your body was only a trace of water mist, and it almost killed you, if you want to refine three thousand weak water, even the bronze tripod can't do it! The dragon controls the water of the world, but in front of this water, I also have to retreat ......!" Speaking of this, the nine-clawed divine dragon's voice trembled slightly.

Damn, this old dragon has always said big things, and this time he suddenly became low-key, I'm afraid it's a big deal! Han Xing's heart moved, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.

With the ruthlessness of the nine-clawed divine dragon and the contempt for all things and the arrogant character, it must be extraordinary to speak out at this time.

It seems that three thousand weak water can definitely pose a fatal threat to oneself!

Lao Tzu can't die! Especially in front of Chi Hongxia, he can't be embarrassed.

Suddenly, Han Xing's mind turned, he opened his eyes suddenly, and scolded with a complicated expression: "Xiao'er, although you are a little old, you are still tender when you fight with me......"

His eyes flashed, and he said: "You loach, you must be afraid that the weak water will corrode the bronze tripod into copper juice, so that you can bury the spirit of the tripod, so you deliberately said this, I don't believe it, if you don't have a way to subdue the weak water, you dare to come out and pretend to be a maggot with a big tail to stop me......? What are your ideas?"

The nine-clawed golden dragon is completely dizzy!

It was stunned by this guy's sudden scolding for a long time, and roared angrily, "You...... You, you actually compared my dignified dragon to a maggot with a big tail, even if there is a way, I won't tell you!"

"As I expected...... This old dragon still has a way to defeat the enemy, and this is not a trick...... Tender, ......" Han Xing was so refreshed, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart......

Damn, rely on Lao Tzu's brain to turn fast, otherwise at the critical moment, he would really fool this old dragon and let it hide from the past.

Han Xing pretended to snort disdainfully, and said, "It's okay not to tell me, that's good, I don't force it, although the bronze tripod is good, if I can't pass this level, it is equivalent to waste, it's better to throw the bronze tripod into the weak water now, and save it from being obtained by others, so that you can only follow the soul and disperse!"

"Don't ...... Other...... Before the old dragon's body is completely recovered, the bronze tripod is my best host, how can I let this brainless fool destroy it!" The nine-clawed divine dragon sighed sadly: "Pity my old dragon is going to bleed again......"

"Your grandmother, who are you scolding for being a fool?" Han Xing was completely angry, and shouted, looking unbearable, and he was about to sacrifice the bronze tripod.

"I ...... I didn't scold you...... Can't I scold myself?I'll tell you now......" The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon swallowed his breath in agreement.

"The weak water is transformed by the water essence of the supreme yin mother ---- yellow spring, and only by using the things of heaven and earth to yin can it be subdued!" The nine-clawed divine dragon moved slightly, and used the primordial spirit to communicate with Han Xing silently.

The nine-clawed divine dragon spoke slowly: "Before, in the Ancient Secret Land, didn't you subdue a pair of dragon-shaped Ding'er? The pair of primeval demon dragons sealed in Ding'er ear are the dragon veins buried deep in the eighteenth layer of the underworld, according to the shape of the dragon, it was sacrificed in Ding'er by the ancient sage with supreme divine power, used to suppress the heavenly coffin, and then used the heavenly coffin to suppress the ancient great witch --- Punishment Heaven!"

"I haven't forgotten the process of this battle, don't be a mother-in-law, hurry up and talk about the main ......thing," Han Xing anxiously urged.

"The dragon on Ding'er is the Demon Dragon of the Yin! The dragon sucks the four seas, Hugh said that it is just a drop of three thousand weak water made of Huangquan, and it is not a problem to suck the entire Huangquan River into the belly! This is really a miracle, you kid doesn't know what shit luck you have taken, Ding'er can be obtained by you, and it will be reproduced in the world. There was an indescribable envy in the nine-clawed divine dragon's voice.

"Whew......" The nine-clawed divine dragon continued to speak: "The Xuanhuang Qi in the heavenly coffin made it give birth to the true form of the dragon, but in the battle to collect the Xuanhuang Qi, you re-sealed the dragon that broke the seal, and now, the ancient demon god magic technique that controls the seal in the bronze tripod, only you will be the only one in the world, why don't you release these two demon dragons to try, maybe there will be a glimmer of life!" The nine-clawed divine dragon opened slowly.

Han Li took a quick breath and said, "Can it be done?" I have fought with the two dragons, although the whole body exudes the breath of the ancient Yin Demon Dragon, and the living spirit is visible, but it is formed by the dispersion and reunion of the two Yin Illusory Shadows, it is not a real entity, how can it swallow the next weak water river with monstrous waves?"

"Unless...... If it can become two flesh-and-blood Yin Great Demon Dragons, it can turn over the rivers and seas, urging the power of the dungeon dragon veins to suppress and subdue the weak water! Let the two dungeon dragon veins turn into real dragons, it is difficult to ...... Difficult...... It's hard to ......" Han Xing shook his head, said a few difficult words one after another, and without waiting for the nine-clawed divine dragon to reply, he fell into a deep silence again.

Seeing that the indifference in Han Xing's eyes gradually turned into despair, the skin on the head of the nine-clawed divine dragon dragon wrinkled slightly like a ravine, and its dragon face was full of solemnity and solemnity, revealing helplessness from its voice: "Master, it's not that I don't help you, if you want to resurrect these two primeval demon dragons, you need to pour a huge amount of pure yang true dragon blood to restore its true body." ”

It exhaled deeply, and its voice trembled a little: "It's just that since then, the old dragon's blood will be drained to the ground, leaving only a pile of white bones, and if I want to be reborn in flesh and blood, I'm afraid that I will have to wait for hundreds of millions of ......."

"Why did I forget this!" When he first heard this, Han Xing touched the back of his head worriedly, and suddenly he slapped his forehead, and his words were very tough: "Don't mention the dragon's blood, you will die or live, Lao Tzu doesn't need yours, I have it myself." ”

The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon seemed to know what he was going to do, and replied affirmatively: "I know that the dragon blood sprayed out when the old dragon was injured was filled with a lot of it by you, but that little bit of blood is not enough for these two demon dragons to stuff between their teeth......

"Besides, the dragon blood that left the dragon body and spilled out is no longer pure puree, how can it be that the serum in my body that concentrates the power of the ancestral dragon's blood sacrifice is exquisite, if the regenerated dragon blood you collect is used on other creatures, it will naturally be powerful, but it will only have little effect when it is used in this primeval demon dragon's body...... You're still dead......" The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was always at a loss in his heart, and tried his best to persuade him.

"Wait for death...... For the sake of the master and servant, I will sacrifice your ...... on this day next year" At the same time, in order to take revenge on Han Xing, it added another sentence.

It cursed Han Xing's death as fake, and it was true that he was not at ease with Han Xing!

The Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon was afraid that Han Xing would fight his own idea again...... The repeated requests for dragon blood from it left too deep an impression on it.

"This old loach is too cunning, and only now does he tell the truth, there is still a big difference between the dragon blood in his body and the residual blood in his collection, no, no matter what, he has to let some blood come out and save the emergency ......" Han Xing whispered in his heart, muttering quietly in his mouth, for fear that the nine-clawed divine dragon would hear it.

In order to make the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon bleed profusely, he didn't even care about the curse that the Nine-Clawed Divine Dragon had on him......