Sou~

A thin monkey-like figure jumped down from the treehouse and stood in front of He Xiang with a dead stick. Unkempt, godless blood-red eyes, dry skin like withered bark, except for the three horizontal and one vertical magic patterns in the corner of his left eye, which are vaguely the same as Chen Hu, where does this wild man still have the appearance of the young Chen Hu in the past.

He Xiang looked at Chen Hu and smiled, lifted the basket in his hand, and said with a smile: "Chen Hu, my mother made braised pork for you today." She said, you're so thin, you need to make up for it. ”

After speaking, he took out a clean cloth towel from the basket and put it on the ground, took out a bowl of fragrant braised pork and a large bowl of rice and handed it to Chen Hu, and said, "Give it!"

The wild man's blood-red eyes looked at He Xiang, as if he were looking at a stranger, and then, sniffing his nose again, wiped the stick in his hand, grabbed the rice and pulled it into his mouth.

He Xiang saw him gobbling up, and said, "Slow down, slow down, no one will rob you." Eat some braised pork and eat ......"

After waiting for a while, He Xiang packed up the cloth towel that was all over the place. He looked at Chen Hu, who was carrying a stick and beating the woods indiscriminately, and sighed deeply. "Chen Hu, I really don't know what happened to make you what you are now. ”

A month ago, He Xiang couldn't stand the gossip of two mouthy women at the entrance of the village, and his arms were full of grievances, so he ran to this forest alone to vent his anger.

Just as he swung his fist at a tree, a strange-looking savage fell from the sky with a stick and struck him. He was full of anger, and was beaten by a wild man for no reason, where could he still hold back, and he gathered the bone system yuan force in his hand and fought back.

It's a pity that this wild man didn't know where he came from, and he didn't take a few moves before he beat him out of the woods. If it weren't for He Xiang's bone system and his body was different from ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have to be beaten down at that time.

Later, when He Xiang was angry, he went to the woods to find a wild man to fight, and he was beaten several times when he came. I really don't know if he came to beat people or be beaten.

It wasn't until one time, when the wild man swung his stick, that the magic pattern on the corner of his left eye was revealed, and He Xiang found that in addition to his thin body, blood-red eyes, and strange behavior, the wild man was almost exactly the same as Chen Hu in terms of figure, breath, and attack method, so he found out his identity.

As soon as he found out the identity of the wild man, He Xiang wanted to bring the wild man home at that time. But if you are willing, the wild man will not, and as soon as he approaches, he will swing his club and beat him. No, He Xiang had to help him build a simple hut on an ancient tree and bring him food every day. Now, a whole month has passed.

The wild man swung his stick and beat it for a long time, and then he gasped for breath, ignored He Xiang on the side, and crawled back to the tree house to rest.

He Xiang stood under the tree, listened to the bursts of snoring from Chen Hu, smiled and turned to leave.

Night came quietly.

The sleeping savage's eyes snapped open, and a black-orange light shot out of his eyes, and then dissipated into the air with his closed eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his bright black and orange eyes were shining, and there was still a half of blood-red sluggishness.

He opened his parched lips and said, "The time that the body can control is advanced again." At this rate, in another three months, I will be able to completely control this body. ”

"Hmph~ Come on, boy. You think that with this kind of control time, you can really control this body perfectly in three months, dream. Behind Chen Hu, a sturdy man with long silver-white hair appeared strangely.

Chen Hu looked at Cang Tong and said suspiciously: "What, where am I wrong?" Now I can control it in three minutes at night, which is so much earlier than I could control it late at night a month ago. At this rate, in another three months, I will have complete control of this body, which is stable. ”

"Cut. Cangtong's eyes turned white, and he said disdainfully: "I said that your kid has no knowledge, but he has no knowledge." This body is the body of the three tribes that I completed by fusing the essence of your human race, the ancient original pattern in your body, and the essence of the blood weeping spirit clan. Do you think that if you control the time faster, you can really control it completely?"

"Silly boy, I'll tell you. Your body is still only a half-finished product, if you don't merge into the body of a crystalline clan, and the body of an elemental clan, you want to control this body perfectly, in the next life. Moreover, as a low-level demon yuan now, you still want to control the natural power of the spirit clan in your body, I don't think you are stupid, you are simply an idiot. ”

Chen Hu scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Didn't you integrate the soul power of the weeping blood into my soul, why can't I control its power yet?"

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Cang Tong rolled his eyes and said, "Little idiot, you are a waste material of several levels, and you dare to talk about the power of the soul?" Although Blood Weeping is a crippled saint, he is only a crippled soul power, otherwise, do you think you will crush him to death with the soul power of the remnant god of the broken army?"

When Pojun heard this, he wanted to cry in his heart without tears. "I was shot while I was lying down. ”

Stretching his waist again, Cang Tong continued: "Besides, before the body of the blood weeping was fused into your body by me, it was at least the body of a third-order top-level commander. Look at you again, a second-order sixth-order hybrid with a purity similar to the third-order seventh-order, barely counting the soul power of the upper half of the body level. You have something to look at. That rudimentary version of the Ancient Pannia Pattern appeared in your body, and I think it's a waste of luxury to the extreme. ”

Chen Hu was counted down by the pupils, and hung down the black lines on his head, not knowing what to say.

If ordinary people hear Cangtong's words, they don't know how many liters of blood they will vomit. A second-order sixth-level demon element can be equivalent to the purity of the third-order seventh-level yuan power, what kind of transformation is this? A second-order sixth-level thousand-master has the power of an out-of-body soul that can only be exerted by the fourth-order, what kind of demon is this? But in the eyes of Cangtong, these two things are worthless, what kind of vision is this.

What is the Ancient Pannia Pattern? It is the only magic pattern possessed by the Five Great Primordial Beasts, the Nine Colored Burning Sky Birds. It can regenerate the Nine Colored Burning Sky Bird with unlimited desires, and is the ancestor of all regenerative demon patterns, also known as the immortal and indestructible original patterns.

Although Chen Hu's body is only a rudimentary version, which limits the number of times and conditions he can be reborn, this anti-heaven existence is enough to make Cang Tong greedy. It's a pity that the original pattern and the magic pattern are not transferable, and the pupil is guarding the treasure house, which can only be used for sightseeing, not taken away.

"Alright, little idiot, don't keep your head down, let's practice quickly. You have a lot of time now?" said Cang Tong again, and then looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Oh!" Chen Hu shrugged his shoulders and fell to the ground, his hands raised slightly, and shouted: "Broken Claw, now!"

Front~

A sharp roar came from the quiet forest, and a pair of deep black and purple fist claws appeared in Chen Hu's hands. The cold light of the ten sharp claws perfectly wrapped the ten fingers, and the fist armor that originally only wrapped the forearm increased again, increasing to the elbow, only Chen Hu's advancement was officially advanced to the fourth-order talent form. On the glorious magic pattern road, one by one like spikes of magic pattern edges, I don't know when they grow. If you zoom in carefully, it is the needle-shaped vine tooth of the Blood Demon Fruit.

"I'm going to start, Pojun, are you there?" Chen Hu asked cautiously, bringing the poke to his lips.

", boy, you're misremembering me again. I've said it a few times, don't bother me if it's okay!" An angry roar sounded in his heart, shocking Chen Hu's eyelids.

He smirked out of the posture of the health boxing method and muttered, "What is this?" I can't control my body, and a teacher said he wanted to cultivate me, but he knew to look at the sky all day long, except for counting me. Other people's souls are respectful to their masters, and my souls either scold me or ignore me directly. Who the hell is this soul? ”

Syllable~

Chen Hu felt a pain in the back of his head, and he jumped in front of him and said angrily: "Shut up for me! Don't talk when your talent is showing, how many times have I said it." Do you know how hard it is to remember that Nirvana pattern? Do you know that I've misremembered it hundreds of thousands of times? Shut up!!!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I stopped talking. Chen Hu covered his mouth and hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.

"Hmph!" Po Jun glared, and then hid into the claws of the talent fist to copy the ancient Pannia original pattern in his body.

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