readx;??? The moment Wu Feng woke up, he felt that he had changed a lot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He fell asleep in the middle of his cultivation, which was unexpected by the old beggar and the dragon hunting instructor.

"What a big change. ”

After Wu Feng checked himself, he couldn't help but be shocked.

After the bone change, he thought that he was strong enough, but now he felt more and more different, as if his body was extremely tough and indestructible. It's a kind of self-confidence, a message that your body feeds back to you.

The old beggar and the dragon hunting instructor were naturally still there, and seeing that Wu Feng came back to his senses, the old beggar told Wu Feng the original things before.

Wu Feng was surprised and delighted, and bowed to the dragon hunting instructor, "Thank you, senior." ”

That drop of blood is not something that can be cultivated back in a short period of time.

The dragon hunter bowed, "You're welcome, if you can really grow up, it's all worth it." However, now you should think about your own abilities. ”

After the words fell, the dragon hunting instructor talked to Wu Feng about some basic things, such as how to control the body.

Since ancient times, there have been endless methods of cultivation. There are those who exercise bones, those who only cultivate skin, those who cultivate blood, and those who cultivate hair, in short, there are countless of them. The Mountain Giants are specialized in cultivating skins, and the facts have proved that they are indeed very powerful.

Wu Feng followed what the dragon hunting instructor taught, and quietly felt everything about himself on the side.

This is the time when it is easiest for him to grasp himself, so this point must not be neglected.

An hour later, Wu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and there were stone-like dragon scales on his body, densely covering himself completely. At that moment, Wu Feng's feeling was wonderful, as if even the air was cut off, and there was naturally a force in his body that was constantly pouring into the cortex.

It's not mental power, it's not corpse poison, it's just physical strength.

It is this force that maintains its own changes and increases the defense of the physical body.

This process lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and Wu Feng's face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground.

Wu Feng was surprised, "This ......"

The dragon hunter instructor shook his head, "Don't talk, take a rest first." ”

Wu Feng nodded, and after a while, he said, "Instructor, what's going on with me?"

The dragon hunting instructor pondered for a while, and then said, "It seems that after the true dragon blood and my blood are mixed together, a new power is formed, and this power can reach a state of self-generation in your body. But it can't last as long as we can last every day, but ...... The defense should be strong at this time. ”

Wu Feng frowned, "But it's only a quarter of an hour." ”

The dragon hunter instructor smiled: "If your defense is very amazing at that moment, how much do you think you can do in this quarter of an hour?"

Wu Feng's eyes lit up, and it seemed to make sense.

The dragon hunter instructor said, "Moreover, although it can only last for a quarter of an hour at a time, we can't tell if it can only be done once a day, or if it will be possible again after you recover?"

It's a problem, a problem that needs to be tested.

Wu Feng bowed his head, and sincerely admired the dragon hunting instructor, the other party was able to think of too many things. This point is absolutely incomparable to Brother Dog, and because of this, it can be proved that the other party is worthy of being an instructor and is the hope of maintaining the continued existence of this clan.

It took three days, and under the personal teaching of the dragon hunting instructor, Wu Feng finally fully mastered this power.

In this state, with the sharpness of the green sword, it was only possible to cut a small cut on Wu Feng's body, which was difficult to kill. Of course, if the old beggar was holding the green sword and striking with all his might, let alone Wu Feng, even if it was a dragon hunting instructor, he would have to be injured.

The final judgment is that Wu Feng can take ten palms from Wang Zun's master in this state without dying!

The realm of dust and the realm of Wang Zun, that is a difference of 108,000 miles!

As for the number of uses, this is a fundamentally unlimited, as long as the physical body recovers its strength, it can continue to be used, but it is difficult to unify in time, depending on the extent to which it has recovered. At the same time, according to the judgment of the Dragon Hunter Instructor, if Wu Feng's strength improved in the future, especially when it reached a certain level, as long as his body became more and more powerful, then the longer he could use this means of defense to maintain it.

After the true dragon blood was mixed with the blood of the mountain giants, Wu Feng also got another benefit.

Some skin injuries heal immediately after this trick is performed. Even if you don't use this trick, the speed of recovery is definitely dozens of times faster than usual!

This simply made Wu Feng go crazy with excitement, he was so happy.

As for this trick, it was named by the dragon hunting instructor, and it was called Dragon Armor.

After all, after casting, it is the state of dragon scales.

Wu Feng was convinced and admired by the dragon hunting instructor because of this. This is a very courageous instructor, and many things, he also dares to do!

"Now, the benefits you have been able to get have been obtained. ”

The dragon hunter took a look at the stone jar, and there were about twenty drops in it, which was better than he had imagined. Immediately took it directly, "You can go and see the midsummer of the Tyrannosaurus clan, the reverse scales were taken away by you, and they are already dying." ”

Wu Feng slapped his forehead, he really wasn't in the mood to think about him recently, which made him forget.

The dragon hunting instructor said again: "The dragon clan is not something you can provoke, I hope you can understand this matter." ”

This is a kind reminder that Wu Feng's strength cannot compete with the dragon clan, even if it is just the tyrannosaurus clan, it will definitely not be able to provoke it. The dragon hunting instructor hoped that Wu Feng would not be an enemy of the dragon clan, and it would not be of any benefit to himself.

Wu Feng arched his hand and said, "Thank you for the instructor's reminder, I remembered." ”

"Well, then you go, I may be going out tomorrow, and you can leave if you have something to do. ”

The dragon hunter bowed his head, turned around and left.

Wu Feng was excited, and went to the place where Midsummer was with the old beggar, and met Shi Lao on the way. After knowing that Shi Lao was a strong man who restrained the instructor, Wu Feng's attitude also changed, this old man is hiding deeply, let's not provoke him!

Shi Lao just bowed slightly, as always, as if he was a very ordinary old man.

When Wu Feng saw Midsummer, Midsummer was completely out of breath and less in air, it was difficult to open his eyes, his state was very bad, and his huge body had lost its luster.

"Yo, brother, are you too much to eat?"

Wu Feng smiled, walked to Midsummer's head and squatted down.

This is the territory of the mountain giants, so it is natural that Midsummer can survive temporarily. As for why the dragon hunting instructor didn't kill Midsummer, Wu Feng didn't know very well, he only felt that it might have something to do with something.

Midsummer opened his eyes weakly, and when he saw clearly that it was Wu Feng, he was about to bite Wu Feng with his neck raised, but finally fell to the ground in vain.

"I said, since they're all dying, don't bother. ”

Wu Feng grinned, "My current strength may not be as strong as yours, but it's not much worse." So, you'd better not mess with me. ”

Midsummer closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then he spoke weakly, "You shameless frog at the bottom of the well!"

"And the frog at the bottom of the well?"

Wu Feng smiled, "You're all here, haven't you figured it out? The real frog at the bottom of the well is actually you." You don't know anything, you dare to provoke me casually, doesn't that feel good?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well!"

Midsummer roared vigorously, "Don't give me a chance, or I'll screw your head off!"

He hated him so much, this kid actually calculated him to death.

Wu Feng smiled: "Don't talk about those useless things, I heard that dragon skin and dragon tendons are very precious things, I don't know if making a piece of clothing will really improve my strength?"

"Frog at the bottom of the well, you dare!"

Midsummer's roar and emotional excitement directly made him gasp for breath. With the loss of the scales, he is really too weak, his strength is difficult to block, and the spirit and spirit of his body are passing.

"I don't know if the frog at the bottom of the well will dare, but I know it, I definitely dare. ”

Wu Feng grinned, reached out to take the green sword from the old beggar, and pierced the dragon scales of midsummer with a slight force, and blood suddenly flowed out.

"You!"

Midsummer was frightened, and he was finally scared.

Is this madman even a dragon who dares to kill him?!

And...... This sword is so terrifying, it is unbelievable that it can pierce his dragon scales at will.

Wu Feng's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the green sword slowly pointed at Midsummer's head, "You say, should I cut off my head first, or do I stab my heart first? The dragon clan is said to have tenacious vitality? So come to think of it, if I cut off my head directly, I should also jump a few times like a loach, right?"