". ”

Quan Hu broke free from the little guy's palm, rolled on the ground, wisps of blood-colored light flames were burning, the burning pain made him keep screaming, black smoke was emitting all over his body, and then the ghost cried and howled, and the pain was unbearable.

Soon after, the flame of light disappeared, and Quan Hu lay on the ground gasping for breath, and his satin-like shiny hair was burned clean, and he was bare, becoming a hairless cat.

"How!" asked the little one.

Although Quan Hu was in severe pain, he clearly sensed that his body was tougher than before, and said happily: "Death and chance are really on the line." ”

Then, in order to improve his strength, the little guy made up his mind to absorb all the blood no matter how painful it was.

He sat cross-legged here, calmed down, already had the experience just now, was not so reckless, and took out dozens of drops and applied them to different parts of his body.

The evil qi in this blood has been refined by the sculpture, otherwise, it is not something they can touch at all.

He roared and poured the blood of the brilliant divine substance on his body, and the pain was unbearable.

Quan Hu gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, recalled the pain just now, and hesitated, but in the end he took out a lot and wiped it on his body.

Suddenly, he wailed, rolled all over the ground, jumped up and down, he was indeed more exaggerated, completely free of himself, as long as there was a little pain, he rolled around regardless of the image.

In fact, it was not as serious as he appeared, but it was used in this way to reduce the pain.

What is the hellish torture, right now, they are equivalent to refining their souls, and from time to time there are wisps of light on their bodies.

And the sculpture is tantamount to the most uncomfortable, it feels like his heart is dripping blood, this is what he has accumulated for a long time to collect so much, and he lost two bottles in one day, who would dare to do this before he died?

One day and one night, the little guy and Quan Hu breathed a sigh of relief, it was really very effective, and the layer of physical toughness was already stronger.

The little guy was lying on the ground, not wanting to move at all, his body was full of pits, and his black hair had been burned clean by the light flame, looking a little terrifying, which was the sequelae of the essence not being successfully refined.

He lay on the ground, ready to rest for a while before refining his essence.

And Quan Hu was lying on his back, his tongue sticking out, panting, and spasms, they were more serious, because he liked the feeling of rain and sunny weather, and in the end he was a little greedy, as if he was not himself, and wiped his body without hesitation.

"Don't relax, refine the essence in your body, and you can also restore yourself to a normal state, and at the same time, your physical body can go further. "The sculpture opens.

Hearing this, the little guy and Quan Hu began to stand solemnly, and sat cross-legged, with glow shooting out from time to time outside their bodies, and with wisps of flames.

For a time, the place was full of light and dazzling, illuminating the whole palace, and the old skin outside the little one's body fell off, revealing the white and flawless skin, and the holes gradually disappeared.

And Quan Hu also regrew his hair, black and shiny, and shiny, denser than before, accompanied by a fragrance.

Time flies, this refining is half a year, and the little guy is already intoxicated, and it took half a year to wake up from this level.

Half a year has passed, he is already seven and a half years old, and now he is heroic, with a slender body, nearly one hundred and sixty centimeters, big eyes and bright eyes, delicate and shiny skin, and the scorched pits have been restored, but he is still slightly immature.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that the fourth Dingyuan Bead has also been successfully condensed, and when you think about it, he only condensed the third Dingyuan Bead half a year ago, which is amazing.

And his physical body has reached a terrifying level at his age, and he is very confident that even if he encounters the cubs of the strange beast, he can fight, or even better, of course, this is also in the flesh alone.

Quenching the body with the blood of all races, if this is spread out, it can scare a group of stupid people, who can have such blessings?

He stood up, twisted his wrists, moved his muscles, soothed his body, and felt a sense of strength he had never felt before.

When he saw the Quan Hu who was still refining at a deep level, he couldn't help but nodded, and sighed secretly in his heart: "It's really a fierce tiger, it hasn't woken up for so long, and it's been immersed in it." ”

"Whew~poof~hum. ”

Suddenly, a flurry of snoring sounded one after another, filling the entire palace, and the little guy had black lines on his forehead, and said speechlessly: "I take back what I just said." ”

Then he asked how long it had been since the sculpture.

The sculpture was stunned for a moment, then was silent for a moment, and said with loneliness: "How long? Time is just a number for me, I don't remember." ”

The little guy was stunned, yes, this underground palace has to be traced back from prehistory, for so many years, it has always been him, whether he remembers the time or not.

"Boy, don't go out, stay here and chat with me, when I'm happy that day, I'll send you a great creation, how about it?" The sculpture opened, a person in such a dungeon, it was really suffocated, and it was hard to come to a person, and I wanted to stay.

"You're thinking about fart. "The little guy squinted at it, even if he was given a Nine Heavens Xuannu, he wouldn't stay here, the entire underground palace was gloomy, and without a little anger, it was impossible to kill him.

"Ah, this sleep is comfortable. At this time, Quan Hu woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "How long has it been?" ”

The little guy had strange eyes, and felt that Quan Hu's strength had also become stronger, and asked, "How many Dingyuan beads are there?"

Quan Hu sensed it and jumped up in an instant. The words were excited: "Three... Three!!"

Ye Tian didn't know what to say, he worked hard to condense four, and this cheap little brother could condense three after a sleep, which was really unreasonable.

Then, he took out the gilded gun, handed it to Quan Hu, and warned him to smash it on himself, and he tried his flesh to what extent.

"Really...... Really?" Quan Hu screamed, his voice trembled, and he grabbed the barrel of the gun without hesitation, Ye Tian had bullied it for a long time, and he finally waited for this day.

The little guy stared at him with an unkind expression, which means, how many meanings, just want to clean me up like that?

"Sonorous!"

Quan Hu directly threw the gilded gun, and suddenly a metal collision sounded, and sparks burst out on the surface of the little guy's body.

It's incredible, is it still human flesh and blood?

The sculpture was surprised, at this time, the characteristics of the golden body, the flesh and blood body can be comparable to the god gold, it is not that no one has reached this level, he was surprised that the child opposite is really too young.

The little guy was amazed, was this still his flesh? There were sparks splashing, he stroked it gently, and felt that the skin was delicate and smooth, and then he was relieved.

"Big brother, what's that?" Quan Hu exclaimed, looking at the deepest part of the dimensional space.

In that dimensional space, in the deepest part, there was a drop of blood, bright red like a blood diamond, bright red and translucent, the divine glow rushed into the sky, too dazzling and gorgeous, floating in the air, like a round of sun, illuminating the sky.

"Stop, stay away from there, look elsewhere. The sculpture spoke decisively, and his words were extremely serious, without the ridicule of the past.

The little guy hugged Quan Hu and told him not to get close, he knew what it was, the blood of the God Emperor, and he would rely on that drop of blood in the future to complete the blood transformation and Nirvana rebirth.

"Get out of here, you've got the best of it. Without their consent, a gust of wind howled, and they flew out.

Suddenly, here in the corridor, the wind stopped, and the little guy was puzzled as he looked at the chaotic qi surging in front and back.

"Boy, let's make a deal, you take a vial of blood from the dimensional space at random, and leave a little of your blood behind. At this moment, the voice of the sculpture sounded, and he said the ultimate purpose of letting the little guy enter this class.

At first, he saw that the little guy's blood was special, so he let him approach here.

"Impossible!" Ye Tian directly refused, he still had to go out to find an opportunity, if he let out some more blood, his energy would definitely be insufficient after he went out.

The chaotic qi surged even more violently, almost drowning him, but at this moment, a stone bowl flew in and landed in front of the little one.

“......”

"Bastard, old god, vampire!!" the little guy puffed out his cheeks and yelled, this sculpture is really not serious.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and very reluctantly let out a little blood, if he didn't let go, he couldn't do it, such a violent surging chaotic qi, could he resist?

Finally, when he finished, he sat cross-legged on the ground and rested for a while, trying to reach his peak condition.

A howling wind sent them out and into the ground circle.

"I've already guessed that the so-called altar is just deceiving the blood of the gods and picking the fruit of the Holy Spirit? Quan Hu looked at the dry trees, patted the little guy on the shoulder, and said unashamedly.

The little guy grinds his teeth, this cat is really an afterthought, and he really wants to throw him into the circle.

Then he found a new stone, closed the hole in the square, and bowed deeply.

He was a little apprehensive, and he didn't know how to explain to the little fat man, could it be that this was just a scam, what the Holy Spirit Tree was just a dead tree, who would believe it.

Outside the valley, the little Thor returned, undying to his many followers, and did not find the little one, but saw the little fat man by the altar.

There is no doubt that the two of them had a big fight, just because there were too many people on Little Thor's side, and any one of them was a genius in the outside world, and the little fat man was defeated in the end.

But he was very backbone, and he didn't say a word, and the traces of the little guy were always hidden in his heart, because if he said it, the Holy Spirit Fruit might not be guaranteed.

He was suppressed by various weapons, tortured inhumanely, and covered with wounds all over his body, and in the end he couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only tell everything he had done.

But the little thunder god did not kill him, but let the little fat man stand by the altar alone, otherwise when Ye Tian came out, he would be alert.

And the little thunder god and the others hid in another place, although they were far away, they could see the way of life, and when Ye Tian came out, they could see it for the first time.