Hu Yang sighed regretfully, and wanted to get out of this place buried by sand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, a strange scene appeared.

Hu Yang smelled a pungent smell in his nose, which was coming from the ground under Hu Yang's feet. With a puzzled mood, Hu Yang touched the cyan stone slab on the ground.

Suddenly, a wave of ecstasy surged into Hu Yang's heart, and he found that some small uneven holes appeared on this hard cyan stone slab.

Hu Yang used his spiritual power to squeeze all the sand and soil on this stone slab aside, making the entire cyan slate visible. Hu Yang looked at the slate and found that there was still a faint trace of blood on these small holes like honeycombs, Hu Yang looked at the slate, and then looked at the blood stains on his hands.

With the attitude of giving it a try, Hu Yang squeezed out a little more blood from his arm, letting it drip onto the cyan stone slab. Hu Yang witnessed the whole process with his own eyes this time, and saw that as soon as Hu Yang's blood touched the cyan slate, some "squeak" sounds began to emanate from the slate, and then a small cloud of white smoke with a pungent smell came out of the slate.

After waiting for a while, when the smoke cleared, Hu Yang found that the marks on the stone slab were deeper.

Hu Yang is now mixed, he is happy that he has finally found a way to break through the slate, but what makes Hu Yang even more troubled is that this method is actually related to his own blood. Looking at the white smoke constantly rising from the stone slab, Hu Yang felt as if something had been corroded by sulfuric acid. But Hu Yang felt that his blood should not be corrosive, otherwise why would there be so much blood on his arm and not be corroded. And Hu Yang's blood also fell on the gravel, and I didn't see any changes in the sand!

It was only this slate that reacted with his own blood, which made Hu Yang have to wonder.

Is it really your own blood that is poisonous? Or what's going on?

For the sake of prudence, Hu Yang still decided to understand the main god clearly before speaking.

"Lord God, have you seen everything just now? you check my blood to see if there is something wrong, and why is this stone slab corroded by my blood?" Hu Yang asked the Lord God, he felt that if even the Lord God couldn't give him an answer now, he really couldn't find the answer.

"As you wish, my warrior!" the ice-blue light of the main god scanned from the top of Hu Yang's head with a mysterious sci-fi color, all the way to the soles of his feet. In about a few breaths, the Lord God had done all of this and had come up with a detailed report.

There are a lot of kinds of data in it, from Hu Yang's height and weight, age, muscle strength, spiritual power content, and the state of various organs in the body, a check has been made, which of course includes the blood situation that Hu Yang wants to know most.

When Hu Yang saw his full-body physical examination report in his mind, his head suddenly became big. He felt that if this main god went back to open a hospital, it would definitely be very popular. With the speed and efficiency of the main god, coupled with the 100% diagnostic accuracy of the main god, Hu Yang felt that his hospital must be an invincible existence like a god, and there would be no opponent at all.

But now Hu Yang didn't want to praise the main god, he said to the main god in his mind: "Lord God, I just want to know if my blood is poisonous or corrosive, I can't understand it if you give me this, so you can tell me the result directly." “

The moment the Lord God finished speaking, he spoke up.

Lord God: "I need to know the health of your whole body so that I can better judge your blood." And now it seems that your body is very good, and all indicators are normal, which is similar to the physical condition of the monks in this plane. And your blood is not a threat to you, and it can even be said to be beneficial. To put it simply, your blood has a little bit of blood qi that only appears after cultivating [Bloodthirsty Reincarnation], and this blood qi is perfectly integrated with your entire physical body, and it is produced by the Nine Rank Holy Lotus in your Dao platform, so in theory, everything is fine, you can rest assured. “

When Hu Yang heard this, he really wanted to die.

What does it mean to be theoretically fine, and what does it mean to be reassuring?

Every time he heard the Lord God say these two words, Hu Yang knew that nothing good was going on. Sure enough, there is still a problem with his own blood, but his body can bear it, if he exchanges his blood for other monks, I am afraid that other monks will end up dead.

"Well, since you said that, I don't care, anyway, it's all with you. By the way, Lord God, you are always paying attention to my physical state now, if I lose too much blood, you can treat me!" Hu Yang said indifferently towards the Lord God.

This time, the Lord God asked Hu Yang: "Okay! I'll pay attention, but why did you lose too much blood? Did you sense the enemy?"

The main god asked unconvincedly, he didn't think that Hu Yang's perception ability could surpass his own, and now there was no sign of other creatures around him at all, but Hu Yang's words just now obviously felt like he was about to start fighting.

Hu Yang didn't answer the main god's question, but slammed a heavy punch on the cyan stone slab under his feet.

I saw that this punch directly made the injury on Hu Yang's arm even more serious, and because his hand couldn't withstand this huge force, several blood vessels were burst.

Streams of blood flowed down Hu Yang's arm, and after a while, the cyan slate under Hu Yang's feet was soaked in Hu Yang's blood. Hu Yang carefully used his spiritual power to trap this pool of blood in the middle of this stone slab, and the size was just the same as his own size.

This is Hu Yang's own blood, although Hu Yang can't die, but after so much blood, Hu Yang is still very heartbroken. If it weren't for the fact that he had to make such a big round hole so that Hu Yang could get into it, Hu Yang would even want to make it a little smaller.

Hu Yang's blood continued to flow to the cyan slate, and bursts of white smoke continued to emerge from the cyan slate, because Hu Yang's blood was too much, the cyan slate was like boiling water and began to bubble.

For the first time, Hu Yang felt that this pungent smell was so good, and Hu Yang waited with anticrative expectation for the cyan slate to be corroded and penetrated by his own blood.

But after waiting for a long time, the cyan slate was eroded out of the height of Hu Yang's finger. And Hu Yang's arm has begun to turn pale because of excessive bloodflow.

"Damn, labor and management are fighting with you!" Hu Yang said viciously at the cyan slate.

Then he used his spiritual power to squeeze all the blood on his body into his arm, so that the blood on his arm spurted out one after another, gathering into a large basin, which was surrounded by spiritual power and placed on this cyan stone slab.

"Lord God, quickly heal me!" Hu Yang said to the Lord God, his face was already so pale that he didn't look like a person because of excessive blood loss.

And the Lord God's answer was as fast as ever. The main god said to Hu Yang, "I refuse, your passive skill [Tenacity] can heal your wounds, you don't have to waste my energy." “

"Don't be so stingy, it's just a little energy, if I regain my own blood, I don't know how long it will take to get through this slate, now time is the most precious, you say yes!" Hu Yang said flatteringly to the main god, if there is the help of the main god, Hu Yang feels that he is simply a humanoid hematopoietic machine, not to mention eroding this slate, even if this desert is dyed red, Hu Yang is confident that he can do it.

"Then it's even more unnecessary, because this slate is almost opened!" the main god said to Hu Yang.

Hu Yang listened to the words of the main god, and looked at the cyan slate under his feet in disbelief, only to see that the blood that he was surrounded by spiritual power and placed on the slate was decreasing, and a small hole in the slate was gradually getting bigger, revealing the dark space below. (To be continued.) )