Volume 1 Sparks Have Wolves Grow into Eighty-Two Scales

Ku Zuozhou hurried over in a hurry, and scolded his mother as he ran: "I'll go to you immortal board a defeated Buddha elder, and you're shameless!

When he finally arrived at the scene of the accident, he saw a ruin, collapsed houses everywhere, dark and dark, and the figures of the two were gone, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, the young man who greeted him just now was really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he was able to fight with the Defeated Buddha Elder to this extent, I am afraid that his strength in this trial can also be ranked in the top ten, right?

"Little brother, Brother Josie, are you here?" Seeing that there was no human figure in sight, Ku Zhuzhou began to shout. But the cries still went unanswered.

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At this time, the two main masters were no longer in place, the aftermath of the explosion of the resource point was huge, the heat wave was rolling layer by layer, and the two were washed away far away, a wilderness.

The material of the resource point is not particularly hard, and its ability to avoid the ravages of gravitational currents is only due to the peculiarity of the material, not to the degree of hardness. Of course, attacks of normal strength will not affect it, let alone cause the collapse of resource points. Like Lan Xingjun and the others, if they were really ruthless, they should be able to destroy the resource points, but they would definitely not be so completely destroyed like this time.

From a distance, it can be seen that there is a golden figure in mid-air, like a god of war as divine might.

In comparison, the creature standing on the ground looked thin and pitiful, his clothes dirty and tattered by the explosion, and his whole body was filthy, short, vicious and crazy staring at the man above.

Mo Qingtian looked at Qiao Guang and said in disbelief: "How, how is it possible?!!

Qiao Guang looked down coldly, his skin as white as a baby's arm seemed to be covered with a layer of golden scale armor, and his eyes were even more golden, majestic and inviolable.

Qiao Guang raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Because I'm strong." ”

Because I'm strong!

Mo Qingtian clenched his fists unwillingly, a small Qi cultivation period cultivator even dared to speak wildly in front of him, not knowing whether he was alive or dead!

Gradually, the golden light on Qiao Guang's body faded, gradually faded, and he slowly fell to the ground, returning to his original appearance, but his muscles and flesh seemed to have been reborn, white and pure, tough and full of elasticity.

He ignored Mo Qingtian, who was trembling with anger on the side, stretched out his right index finger and gently poked the muscles of his left arm, the muscles tightened and loosened, the toughness was at least three times that of the original, and the skin was as white as a baby, and it looked like it was thin skin and tender flesh, but he didn't know that it had reached the level where the skin was thicker than the city wall.

You must know that Qiao Guang's own Heavenly Wolf bloodline itself has given him a powerful physical body bonus, making his physical strength far exceed that of monks of the same level, and now with the Death Qi and the essence blood of Jindan stage cultivators, the tenacity can reach more than three times the original, which is already an extremely terrifying number. Qiao Guang didn't know if there was anyone like him before, who had the physical strength of building a foundation or even infinitely close to the Jindan stage during the Qi cultivation period, which was really unbelievable. Qiao Guang faintly felt that now the strength of this physical body seemed to have touched something, like a layer of shackles on top of it, it was already very difficult to go further, and he had to wait for the breakthrough to build the foundation before he could make progress in the physical body.

Qiao Guang said to himself: "Is this the physical strength of the golden puppet? ”

"It's your fart, what kind of hypocrisy, do you want to be shameless?" Ling'er scolded mercilessly.

"Huh, isn't it?" Qiao Guang froze.

Ling'er clasped her hands to her chest and sneered: "The dignified can carry the golden puppet of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, if the physical strength is only as good as you, how can you beat the Yuan Infant Old Monster?"

Qiao Guang scratched his head embarrassedly, it seemed that he was overestimating himself, and asked, "Then what's going on now? Isn't my physical strength forged like a golden golem? Why is there such a big difference?"

Ling'er said: "First, your flesh forging process is not exactly according to the golden puppet, the golden puppet has to draw blood to refine the bones and tendons after the death qi is refined, you just took the first step, if the golden puppet is so easy to refine, then the world is not all Yuan Infant combat power? Second, your current physical strength is not as strong as the golden puppet, even the silver puppet can't compare." Don't look at me like that, and don't look like a devastated face on my face. The corpse puppets don't have aura, what do they rely on to fight the monks? The golden puppet can carry the Yuan Infant Monk hard, then his physical body is at least extremely close to the Great Immortal of the Creation Realm, and the silver puppet can beat the Golden Pill Monk, then his physical body should also be close to the ordinary Yuan Infant Monk. Therefore, your current physical strength is probably only equivalent to a copper puppet, but the copper puppet is not a vegetarian, and it makes the foundation building period monks scream!"

When Qiao Guang heard this, the little soul that was originally a little disappointed and injured rekindled the flames of war, laughed happily, and beat the foundation building period during the Qi training period, isn't that what he dreamed of?

Ling'er smiled mysteriously: "However, your physical body bonus is not limited to this. ”

"Oh?" Qiao Guang saw Ling'er smiling so meaningfully and so roguely, knowing that a good show was coming.

Ling'er moistened her throat and said, "At the beginning, there was a big explosion when there was a redundancy of essence and blood, and at the moment of the explosion, there were aftermaths, did you find that you had something like a layer of scales on your body?"

Qiao Guang frowned and thought for a while, as if there was indeed such a thing! Looking at Ling'er, he eagerly wanted to know the answer.

"After all, you are now only a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, if you impose the Jindan Yuan Infant or even the things of the Creation Realm on you for a long time, there is only one possible result, and that is to directly squeeze out your physical potential and crush you. And increasing your physical strength is something I've been planning for a long time, so in what way? Since you can't add it for a long time, then I can always do it for a short time, right? Scaling can allow you to reach the physical strength of a primordial infant monk in a short period of time. But unless you use that drop of Jindan stage monk's essence blood, you can't do it all over your body now, and you can only make parts of your body reach the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, but this is also very useful. You can start by feeling the scaling state for yourself and concentrate on a certain part of your body. Ling'er stopped suddenly, her little face was red like a monkey's ass, and she said angrily, "It's normal!

"Oh oh good. Qiao Guang, who was now scaling somewhere, hurriedly reversed the trend, focused his mind on other places, and muttered: "What is a normal part?

Thinking of this, Qiao Guang laughed happily, and Ling'er was so angry that she stomped her feet in Tiangong.

Qiao Guang got serious, and wherever he went, he focused his attention on his right arm, and sure enough, the tender white skin and flesh of the arm were like the heaven and earth renovating after the spring rain, and layers of translucent scale armor were born against the scales, but Qiao Guang did not feel uncomfortable at all, it was like something that originally existed in himself, and it had no effect on the flesh and skin, and it seemed to exist very naturally.

"It's perfect!" Qiao Guang couldn't help but exclaim, his left hand clenched his fist and smashed it on his right arm, but there was nothing wrong with his arm, and his left fist hurt so much that Qiao Guang gritted his teeth.

Ling'er raised her head proudly: "Of course, it doesn't depend on whose handwriting it is." ”

"Yes, yes, Hao Ling'er is the best!" Qiao Guang laughed, and continued to play with his scaly right hand and arm with a look of surprise, and sometimes scaled his fist again, this natural degree made him amazed, if he boxed with Lan Xingjun again in the future, he would definitely have to take advantage of his inattention to scale his fist and hit him again, let him use the dragon fist again, and stun him!

Mo Qingtian on the opposite side looked at Qiao Guang talking to himself on the side, and laughed twice from time to time, a big old man was still looking at his arm and not getting tired of playing, which made him feel creepy, look at it, is it still a unicorn arm?

"Crazy, this guy must be crazy, although my essence blood failed to refine him into a corpse golem, it seems to have caused indelible damage to his brain. Mo Qingtian muttered to himself.

Now that the strength of the physical body has been greatly enhanced, and the skill of scaling has been added, the combat power has increased by at least fifty percent. If the current Qiao Guang is against his former self, not to mention that he can defeat his former self in a short period of time, it will definitely be no problem to press and beat him in various moves, unless he uses the most original evil qi to break the rank.

"Alright, let's move on. Qiao Guang put away the appearance of hanging Erlang and looked at Mo Qingtian, his eyes were awe-inspiring and majestic.

Mo Qingtian looked at Qiao Guang vigilantly, and couldn't help but take two steps back, putting on a defensive fighting style, like a little yellow chicken guarding against an eagle's sudden attack.

Now he can only exert seventy percent of his strength at his peak. The long-conceived dead qi is released, such as bleeding in the heart, the spirit and spirit drop by one percent, and the essence and blood are sacrificed, which is even worse, and the various data of the body are like a snowball landslide, falling faster and faster.

But he still doesn't think he's going to be at a disadvantage.

Because at the end of the day, it's still two against one. He has a silver puppet protector who has lived for hundreds of years, as well as various magic weapons to defend himself. He never thought that a fledgling little hairy boy could pose any big threat to himself. If it's an eyesore, I'll crush it!

Qiao Guang was full of energy and confidence, and was doing a warm-up action of pressing his legs and twisting his wrists, jumping twice in a restored manner, and seeing that the warm-up was almost over, he began to copy the guy.

The bone knife was grabbed by Qiao Guang in his hand and thrown upward, okay, although the body has changed quite a lot, it is still so easy. He looked at Mo Qingtian and smiled evilly.

Without warning.

The bone knife was as fast as a thunder whip, and it was thrown towards Mo Qingtian.