The third shift in the evening~~

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The cool breeze blowing on the top of Tongtian Mountain could not subside the deadly feeling of swelling and pain in the Sanjia dantian.

"Am I dying?" As soon as he left the gourd illusion and separated from the seven gourd babies, Sanjia's body was stiff and his consciousness was still quite clear.

"No, come and save me. "Sanjia is looking forward to the appearance of this red Ji's spirit beast, the White Tiger.

Hong Ji and Tong Tianzi may still be in Qingqing and me, Hong Ji is crazy with Tong Tianzi, and she is tired of doing everything she can, she wants to make this prodigal son never leave her again.

But you have a crazy man, do you have a hairy hair? Sanjia can't figure it out, hey, this is love, great love......

In the past few days, Sanjia has known that there is no one else on Tongtian Mountain. If Tongtianzi and Hongji don't come to him, they will die on this boulder.

Sanjia's heart was cold, how could he die like this? The sons of the gourd baby are still looking forward to me.

Sanjia sat up with the last bit of strength, barely completing the meditation action, trying to use his own strength to control the scorching sensation of swelling in the dantian.

After closing his eyes, Sanjia could easily see the lines of the meridians in his body. Practice makes perfect, I remember the first time I meditated, there was only darkness in Sanjia's eyes.

The meridians were surging wildly, and the blue aura had already covered his five and six intestines.

In the position of the dantian, the blue flame was the most intense, forming a cluster of nebula patterns. It looks as scary as the tumbling magma of the Earth's core.

There was no hope, and Sanjia knew in his heart that with his strength, he would not be able to fight against the powerful mana in the dantian at all.

Sanjia felt that this was no longer his body, and was being consumed by the blue flames in the dantian.

With a pain in his heart, Sanjia spurted out a mouthful of blood again, only this time it was no longer a pool of black blood, but bright red blood. Maybe the filthy qi had already been driven out of the dantian by the blue flames, and it was the first thing that Sanjia spit out.

Sanjia realized that the pool of black blood that he spit out for the first time was the filthy qi in the body that the sword spirit said, and now it seems that he has completed this step.

But everything was too late, and the top three completed the step of passing through the meridians, relying on the immortal power in the dantian that did not belong to him, which was mixed with the Southern Emperor, the Eastern Immortals, and the Northern Gods, and even the thin mana of the Demon King.

"My dantian has become a hodgepodge now...... Sanjia thought desperately.

......

Sanjia fell on the boulder again, and saw that the white sky was dissipating, and a red sunset passed through the white sky, shooting the afterglow of the setting sun on him.

The breath is getting weaker and weaker...... Just as he was about to close his eyes, he felt a chill from under the boulder, and the vanishing white clouds approached him in the setting sun.

Where did the clouds come from? At this time, the top of the mountain has long been wrapped in the setting sun, and the clouds and mist should have been dispersed long ago.

Sanjia turned his head in surprise to look over......

In the midst of a white cloud, a giant beast seemed to be approaching him.

What the hell?

Man was on the verge of death, but he lost all fear, he just wanted to see what was in the clouds.

The clouds were strange, moving with that thing moving, between the jumble of boulders and ancient pines at the top of the mountain, like a walking marshmallow.

Sanjia suddenly remembered a sentence.

"The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger!"

At that time, in the gourd canyon, when the white tiger, the spirit beast of Hongji, appeared, the tiger was windy, which made people frightened. And at this time, there is a magical cloud, could it be that there is a dragon in the mist?

How is it possible? Dragons are flying in the sky and riding through the clouds, and this is obviously a land beast walking in four corners.

Sanjia thought it was a hallucination, and it wasn't strange that anything appeared before he died.

"Xiaobai......" Sanjia looked at the sky, "You still look at me when you play mahjong on it." ”

"You old fellow, you gods are bastards, don't you just take a bath, you have to cross me over here to die, and die on a boulder on the top of the mountain......" Sanjia cursed in his heart for this crossing.

He didn't think the crossing was vigorous at all.

But what's the use of complaining? Sanjia plans to close his eyes and wait for death after he dies, or can he wait until Tongtianzi, a crazy guy, and Honghime, who is in love honey, can think of him......

What's the matter? Not a hallucination?

Sanjia didn't feel right, the cloud had already floated to his side, standing under the boulder, the whole boulder, and even his body were already in this cloud.

The cold breath was even worse, slightly relieving the heat of the Sanjia dantian, and the Sanjia thought excitedly, am I saved?

Let the cold air come more violently, right?

Sanjia shouted feverishly in his heart, he was like a sweet potato that was about to be roasted, and he urgently needed to cool down.

A deafening voice scared Sanjia into trembling, what was it? When he reacted, the voice roared again.

Sanjia was shocked, "My good boy, is this the legendary sound of the dragon's groan?"

The dragon roared and the tiger roared so imposingly, and the hair of the top three was condensed into ice by the cold air that blew out. The skin also becomes cold and hard.

But Sanjia just thinks it's very cool. Now if he were to be put in a hole in the ice, he would be thankful, he needed to cool down, he needed to put out the fire......

The feeling of blazing heat in the dantian was decreasing, and Sanjia saw the hope of life. The boulder beneath the body is now an ice lump as well.

The dragon's groan sounded a few more times, and inside the clouds was a world of ice and snow. Sanjia can be regarded as an eye-opener, Yun Conglong, it turns out that the surroundings of the dragon are so cold.

Sanjia doubts are born again, no one has ever said this in mythological stories, dragons are all fire-breathing things, they should be fiery physiques, right?

"Whatever, I need the cold anyway, close my eyes and wait for the cold to pour into my meridians......"

"Cool......" Sanjia actually groaned and groaned......

However, the giant beast in the clouds seemed to be jumped by Sanjia's groan, and the cloud wrapped around the boulder popped out several feet away like a projectile.

A moment ago, Sanjia was exposed to the afterglow of the setting sun again, and the fiery qi that had just been suppressed in the dantian in his body immediately gushed out, and the frozen sweat of his body melted, and white smoke even rose from the boulder below.

"Don't stop, come here, come here......"

Sanjia turned his head with difficulty, looked at the clouds a few feet away, and prayed a few times.

What exactly is that?

The monster in the clouds appeared and disappeared from time to time, but it was obvious that it had not noticed the existence of Sanjia just now, and it might be standing leisurely on the edge of the boulder and enjoying the sunset......

But unfortunately, Sanjia's debauched moaning disturbed its leisurely elegance, and it became vigilant, and regarded Sanjia as an enemy, but it was watching, watching this moaning monster.

"I was wrong, come here, the sunset is beautiful, fleeting, you have to cherish it." Come and use your cold body to make me comfortable, I promise not to scream. Sanjia prayed and cried.

It was useless, the monster in the clouds lowered its head and stepped forward, staring at Sanjia's eyes with a blood-red light.

"Aren't you, you're so stingy?" Sanjia thought that the monster seemed to be angry, and his head was raised, and he let out another dragon groan at the sky.

In such a hurry, Sanjia just wanted to get up and follow the icy breath that erupted from its mouth. He felt that it was a waste, how good it would be if those cold breaths were sprayed on himself......

The cloud no longer moved, and Sanjia knew that the monster was looking at him in the cloud, and he couldn't move his body, so he could only look at the monster like this.

Sanjia's eyes were wide enough, hoping that it could see his eyes asking for help, and through the window of his mind to understand that the young man in front of him was not a bad guy who could only moan.

In fact, he is a poor man who is about to be roasted to death by the blazing fire of the dantian in his body.

"Help me!" Sanjia let out a desperate howl again!