On the stage.

Yun Meirong looked at the kick that stepped on his right arm, and his pale little face closed his eyes. However, after waiting for a while, I didn't feel the expected sound of bone cracking and pain.

It wasn't until her body was picked up in a warm embrace that she opened her eyes with a thrill.

"It's ......!"

In front of him, Su Xing, whose hair was half black and half white, held himself in his arms, and his plain eyes met him.

And behind him, Sun Wulu, who was full of anger and like a mad demon, was trapped in place by the golden chains stretched out of the void, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

"Su Xing." Tears suddenly flowed from Yun Meirong's eyes, she looked at the eyes of the handsome man in front of her in a daze, and a strong emotion blocked her chest, as if she had endless words to say to him.

"I ......" As soon as she spat out a word, she felt her body sink suddenly. Then the buttocks were cold, and Su Xing had put them on the bluestone platform.

A sense of emptiness welled up in her heart, and she missed the embrace full of security very much.

"Rest well." Su Xing took away the slender five fingers that were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, and turned around and walked towards Sun Wulu.

At this time, Yun Meirong discovered that a strong vitality was swimming in his body. The bright and dark injuries that Denglongtai has suffered so far are slowly recovering.

His own innate cloud seal swept away the previous sluggish appearance. Like grass bathing in the sun, greedily absorbing this mysterious vitality.

After Luo Qianqian, Su Xing stretched out a hand to her, and her cold eyebrows showed a hint of resistance.

It wasn't until Su Xing's hand touched her shoulder that a strong burst of vitality poured into her body. pulled her back from her original dying in an instant, and she is still recovering.

This is...... Avatar?

She finally had some strength, turned her head, and chased Su Xing's back. Although it was almost confirmed, I couldn't help but ask with mixed emotions:

"You...... Laid the foundation? ”

Su Xing's back nodded slightly.

The dragon platform was suddenly quiet for a moment, Yun Meirong, Luo Qianqian, He Yang, and Liu Zhilan all recovered from the danger of death, and looked at the slender back in a daze.

Did he build the foundation?

He Yang couldn't help but glance at the sky, could it be that a day had passed.

Otherwise, how could he have built the foundation like this?

Luo Qianqian was silent, her five fingers clenched tightly. In fact, since she heard about Su Xing's deeds in Heqing County, she has always had a desire to compete with Su Xing, who was born in the Ziyu Sect, since she was born in the Dayu royal family.

She always thought that she was ahead of Su Xing. Now she realized that she could only see a corner of Su Xing's back.

"That's what it is...... A disciple of the Yuanying Sect? ”

Su Xing didn't pay attention to the sighs of the few people behind him, he slowly walked in front of Sun Wulu.

In fact, the golden chains on his body had disappeared a few breaths ago, but he seemed to calm down at this time, as if he was crazy. A figure like a bloodstained demon god looked down at the figure in front of him.

"You...... Laid the foundation? ”

Even if Luo Qianqian asked this question just now, he couldn't help but ask it again. There was a hint of caution in the rough voice.

Su Xing nodded and looked at him.

Sun Wulu's eyes showed a look of pain almost instantly, and he stretched out his hands to cover his head, and muttered:

"Have you laid the foundation? How can you build a foundation?! ”

"Even if I eat your flesh and blood, I won't be able to obtain the true dragon life machine that has been condensed! You're damned! Damn it! ”

His murmur grew louder and louder, and when the last sentence sounded, it was like thunder exploding in his ears.

At the same time, his huge body shot at Su Xing like a cannonball.

Boom!

The fist that shimmered with blue and black light pounced like an evil dragon, and finally stopped in front of an ordinary straight punch.

Call!

The fist wind stirred up by the two fists rolled outward, blowing Luo Qianqian's long hair in the distance.

"How could you possibly block my punch?" Sun Wulu looked at this scene in astonishment, in fact, what he wanted to ask was why Su Xing could compete with his "Jiaohu Lord" body with his physical strength alone.

But in fact, he already had the answer in his heart, how could the "Jiaohu Lord" have all kinds of magical powers, and the "True Dragon Residence" who was his superior could not have it, and even beat a lot.

It's just the pain and unwillingness in his eyes that makes him unwilling to admit this scene.

"Ahh!!hh He was like crazy, and countless fist shadows covered the sky and the sun and hit Su Xing.

These fist shadows could only resist even the "Bright and Honest" magic weapon that built the foundation realm, but Su Xing took it with one punch.

The fist wind set off by the fight expanded outward in a circle, and with the reduction of the blood machine of the Burial Dragon Waterfall, the defense weakened on the dragon platform. Centered on the landing point of the two people, pits began to form, and the spiderweb-like cracks expanded outward with each collision sound.

"Alright." Su Xing said lightly, after so many memorized battles, he has gradually become familiar with the strength of his body.

The True Dragon's magical blood machine was almost exhausted, and in addition to letting him build the foundation in one step, he also pushed his "Green Ape Forging Body Technique" to the foundation level at the same time.

What's more, he also has the blessing of the true dragon dragon power.

Rumble!

This time, he took the initiative to punch. A mediocre punch was stretched out, but Sun Wulu could only chase an afterimage.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain coming from his jaw, and the pain he hadn't felt in a long time rushed into his mind. Then, his huge body flew up and slammed into the edge of the dragon platform.

He almost fainted, and with difficulty opening his eyes, a young man was slowly walking towards him in a blood-stained world.

"Dao Technique...... I still have Taoism. He muttered to himself, but suddenly found that his sea of qi was empty.

In the past so many years, from relying on the real dragon phantom to turn into a zombie at the Dragon Climbing Meeting, and after building the foundation of the "Jiaohu Lord".

He had barely ever shown the strength of the Foundation Building Realm again.

Because every time you turn into a zombie and return to building a foundation. The True Dragon Phantom would consume some, and he knew that there was only the legendary "True Dragon Nest". in order to completely transform oneself into a living person.

"It was supposed to be...... It's my ......" his dislocated jaw swollen and blood spitting out a few indistinct words.

The powerful qi and blood in the body gradually faded, and the originally swollen body began to dry up and shrink, and the realm began to decline. The long black hair fell out, and the age spots appeared on the face.

Under his desperate urging, the True Dragon Phantom had gradually been exhausted.

An old man, badly wounded, lay in a pool of blood, looking at his stiff and thin arms with unacceptable expression. Su Xing, who walked to the side, probably heard what he was shouting:

"No, I don't want to be a zombie. I am alive, I am different. ”

He looked at Su Xing, his cloudy eyes glowing with a stiff cold light, which had turned into a zombie again. The fire of will was like a candle in the wind, and he murmured:

"Brother, I'm different, you say...... Is it? ”

Click.

Su Xing calmly stepped on his hunched neck.