A pattern of flames sinks into the body.

The goal is ...... Heart and dantian!

The heart, the source of human blood, the dantian, the root of the martial artist's breath. As long as these two places are occupied, whether good or bad, there will be a fundamental change, and ...... Irreversible!

Meng Shuai also sensed this change, and of course he wanted to stop it.

Although it is said that dragon blood may have the benefits of exercising and even cutting bones and marrow for the body, but when external forces invade, the strength and weakness cannot be controlled by oneself, how can one be careless?

It's a pity that there is really a limit to what he can do, and only the spiritual power he can gain from retreating can be used as the last barrier.

In between, there is a choice.

With limited strength, which of the two important positions of the body is the most important?

Meng Shuai did not hesitate and chose the heart.

The heart is related to life, and once the heart is destroyed, you can do everything you can, and you have no power to return to the sky. On the contrary, if the dantian is destroyed, at most, it will only be completely destroyed, and it will not necessarily die.

Of course, for a martial artist, cultivation is almost the same as death, but Meng Shuai still has a life to hang out of the sky, at least leaving his life, no matter how big the disability is, it will not be irretrievable.

So what he has to do now is to guard his heart, and he can't take care of the rest.

The spiritual power looked out, and as soon as he moved, a scorching breath rushed up, almost making him faint. While enduring the pain, he used his mental power to manipulate the blood in his veins and the true qi in his meridians, surging towards his heart.

The defense of the spiritual power itself is very weak, and it can only collide with the spiritual power, and it has almost no ability to resist the real attacking entity energy, but the spiritual power can manipulate the power, especially its own power.

Under the call of spiritual power, a part of the blood combined with the true qi gathered into a hard defensive layer, enveloping the heart. The outer layer of the heart turned into a huge blood cocoon, with the rhythm of its own heartbeat, shrinking and shrinking, waiting for the attack.

Here it comes!

From the perspective of the inside, you can see the dragon's blood burning, rushing towards the heart like magma. Wherever they passed, the veins and meridians were ignited and made a sizzling sound. But it was quickly extinguished by blood, leaving only traces of calcination.

Poof-

The dragon's blood flowed and slapped on the blood cocoon, immediately bringing out the flames and making a sizzling sound. The blood cocoon is like a clay pot on fire, boiled and burned.

In the first round of the encounter, there was no winner or loser.

Flames surrounded the heart, but did not break through. Layers of blood cocoons stood tenaciously in the flames, showing no signs of being broken. But the situation is not as optimistic.

Although it was not breached, the flames gradually changed the texture of the blood cocoon, making the already hard defense layer even harder, gradually becoming dry and scorched, and even cracked. When the cracks cover the entire surface, it will be like broken glass, clattering, shattering into thousands of pieces.

At the same time, the heart, which was surrounded in the center of the flames, was also affected by the fire qi. Meng Shuai felt that his heart was burning, and the scorching pain was indescribable. But this kind of calcination also invisibly makes the heart stronger, the more urgent it is, the stronger it beats, and it is a kind of life potential that is stimulated from a desperate situation. If you can survive this hurdle, I am afraid that the strengthening of the heart will bring about changes in the entire physique. Body, function, and self-healing power can all be taken to the next level.

If you can get through this......

On the heart side, it is inevitable to go to a critical situation, and the dantian side can be imagined. Because of Meng Shuai's strategic abandonment, the dragon blood of the reproduced dantian poured into the body without hindrance.

In the dantian, the true qi of yin and yang is running, which is the foundation of Meng Shuai's martial arts, and the majestic true qi practiced by practicing the Turtle Breath Technique is much stronger than that of martial artists in the same realm.

But the invasion of dragon blood is unstoppable. The fiery red blood combined with the fire, like a flood that burst its banks. Compared to this, that mass of Yin and Yang True Qi was too small.

Feeling the invasion of the dragon's blood, the Yin and Yang True Qi trembled, and it seemed to be avoided, and this mass of True Qi began to deform.

Suddenly, a huge turtle shadow appeared in Meng Shuai's dantian.

If Meng Shuai was here, I am afraid he would be surprised. Of course, he knew that he was practicing the Turtle Gate martial arts, and he also knew that the Turtle Gate Martial Arts were magical, but he never knew that the true qi in his body actually had such spirituality. In the case that he had no intention of intervening, the True Qi actually transformed into a psychic by itself, which was almost a miracle.

The giant tortoise had just taken shape, and it was still indistinct, but it was clear for a moment. The true qi of the yin and yang rotation turned into a tortoise shell, slowly rotating behind it, and the head, limbs, and short tail were clearly visible.

The giant tortoise opened its mouth and made a roaring appearance, because it was only in the dantian, and it did not make a sound. But layers of sound waves have been drummed out, growing its momentum.

The turtle roared, and the power of the dragon's blood eased down, as if he was afraid of something.

Immediately afterward, the dragon's blood that spread all over the place was recycled, and countless small flames were concentrated, clustered into a pile of golden-red flames.

In the flames, there seems to be a dragon shape being formed, and the dragon's head, dragon claws, and dragon body are drawn out little by little, just like a phoenix nirvana, and the divine dragon will also be born in the fire.

However...... The dragon form was not born in the end.

Although the dragon's body and dragon head had been formed, struggling in the flames to break free from the shackles, they were ultimately unable to do so, and they tried to emerge from the fire several times, but they fell short, were caught in the flames, and dragged back into the flames. After several times, the dragon body that had already been formed began to blur.

The True Qi Turtle was originally waiting for the birth of the fire dragon solemnly, but after a few times, it also sank, and after the dragon head dragged back the flames again, it suddenly opened its mouth and roared, this time it was not a battle and a provocation, but more contempt, as if it was despising this opponent who had not achieved enough things in the attitude of a pioneer.

The roar rushed out with sound waves, the last straw that crushed the dragon's form. The flames suddenly lit up, and the dragon's body turned into dots of flames and disappeared into blood and fire.

Immediately after that, the tide of retreat began.

It seems that after the commander was cut down, after the dragon was annihilated, the dragon's blood immediately receded like a tide, and the momentum that had just been indomitable was lost, and he lost his armor and fled in defeat. The raging flames in the blood vessels, veins, and organs joined the defeated army, and the retreat was clean in an instant.

The True Qi Turtle chased a few steps, and when it reached the edge of the dantian, it stopped. Roar like a victor. Then the body gradually blurred, leaving only a cloud of yin and yang true qi, returning to its original state.

The dantian became calm again.

Hmm, what's going on?

Meng Shuai, who was struggling to support, suddenly noticed that the environment had changed, and the dragon blood offensive that had just been invincible suddenly stopped, and then fled in the wilderness, and couldn't help but be very surprised.

He didn't know what was going on in his body because of his retreat, but it was good news. As a precaution, he also left a blood cocoon to protect his heart, but consciousness came out and spread throughout his body, regaining lost ground.

After all, this is his body, and as soon as the proprioceptive consciousness arrives, it responds immediately, and every corner of the body is reabsorbed into his palm. Meng Shuai was pleasantly surprised to find that except for a few corners, there were no traces of dragon blood in other places. And after this wreathing, although there are many dark wounds, the muscles and bones have indeed been strengthened, which can be said to be beneficial and harmless.

Although he didn't know why, Meng Shuai still checked his physical condition while taking advantage of the victory to pursue and expel the remnants of the dragon's blood one after another.

Under the Double Holy Cliff, Meng Shuai's body lay down.

If anyone sees it, they will see the wonders of this time. Meng Shuai, who was originally wrapped in plasma, had hundreds of springs on his body, and golden-red blood gushed out, turning into confluences and moving away from his body. And the tattoo-like stripes that originally appeared on Meng Shuai's body gradually became dim.

He was ruling out the influence of dragon's blood and restoring it to normal.

Overhead, the dragon body that was breaking out of the wall inch by inch suddenly paused, the shackles of the boulder were suddenly tightened, half of the dragon body was stuck in the stone wall, and it could no longer get out of an inch.

The process of breaking free has been interrupted!

The scales that were originally shiny became gray, as if they were covered with layers of dust, and as the stone wall tightened, drops of blood were squeezed out of the scales, which were still falling, but they gradually lost their bright red color. The blood that dripped at the end also turned gray and condensed on the stone wall, merging with the mountain stone.

The entire mountain wall is once again reduced to a complete statue. Only half of the raised dragon body recorded the shocking change that had just fallen short. The slanting sun in the west shone on the stone statue, and also on the body of Meng Shuai who fell to the ground, and finally rendered a tragic color.

In this upheaval, there is only one little guy who can be regarded as a winner.

At the beginning, Xiaoba was very restless because he was worried about Meng Shuai, but then he was attracted by dragon blood.

The fresh dragon's blood is like a tempting meal, and its eyes are shining. Xiao Ba didn't care about anything else, and knelt beside Meng Shuai, gulping down the falling dragon blood.

The dragon blood that was like a flame, and the dead and alive that tortured Meng Shuai was no threat to Xiao Ba, and it was like drinking milk into his stomach.

After that, Meng Shuai's body began to pour out dragon blood, and Xiaoba was even more excited, it lay on Meng Shuai's body, and he couldn't stop ****, where there was dragon blood, it would lick it, and the speed was faster than before.

The amount of those dragon blood is not small, and a large drop of dragon blood can even surround Meng Shuai, let alone Xiao Ba. But Hachi drank without stopping, and his body was like a big water tank, and he couldn't see the bottom of how much he poured down. Looking at how happy it looks, it seems that even if it is a living dragon, it can eat it raw, not to mention a few drops of dragon blood.

However, the good times were short-lived. As the dragon's body was stuck, the blood no longer dripped down, and the dragon blood in Meng Shuai's body was also exhausted, and Xiao Ba's meal could only be stopped.

This displeased Hachi, who raised his head and glared at the stone wall, as if complaining about why he couldn't produce more food.

At this moment, a face appeared on top of Hachi's head, obscuring its vision.