Chapter 115: Wonderful work

"Be careful!"
The Lord of Long County exclaimed, if it wasn't time for her to be separated now, she would have saved her life.
Danger!
The blood of the true dragon is full of violent power, and ordinary people touch it as if it was corroded by strong acid, without flesh and blood. Those with only Dragon blood can barely suppress it.
Even if Shen Zhenyi is a master in the world, if he doesn't pay attention, he will be easily injured.
But she called late.
The feet of Shen Zhenyi have stepped on the dragon's blood.
The Lord of Longjun closed his eyes in pain—the Dragon Tribulation. It should not have involved others. If the third son was injured because of this, she would never die.
The boiling dragon's blood is out of control and can no longer be lucky.
The Longjun master gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.
This terrible dragon blood was originally a counterattack of power. The sins of the dragons themselves should be repaid by the descendants of the dragons.
"Sacrifice your body and calm down the anger of dragon blood as much as possible!"
This is the final method of the Dragon Clan. Although I don't know if it will be successful, so far, I can only try it!
The master of Long Jun sided himself and was about to commit himself to the eyes of Dragon Blood, but he listened to Chu Huoluo easily and asked Shen Zhenyi, "Master, can I come down?"
Is the third son okay?
Long Jun's eyes opened urgently, but Shen Zhenyi had already come to her.
Standing on the dragon's blood, light as a feather.
It did not provoke any dust, as if it was a walk in the garden and a garden path.
His expression remained calm and calm, and his smile was still gentle.
"You don't have to."
Just looking at the expression of Lord Long Jun, Shen Zhenyi knew what she was going to do.
Dragon people-most of them are dead-heads. At this time, the first thing that comes to mind is to sacrifice yourself.
If the Lord of Longjun sacrifices himself, he may temporarily quell the anger of the dragon's blood and save the catastrophe now facing him, but this is by no means a cure.
The blood of the dragon became more powerful because it absorbed the dedication and power of these people. One day, when the dragon could not control the blood, it would be the time of annihilation.
"Three sons"
Longjun's master, couldn't believe his eyes.
No mortal can touch the dragon's blood, and no one can surpass the dragon's blood. In the dragon's blood altar, Shen Zhenyi cannot possibly exert his 50% power.
How can he be so relaxed?
Stand in front of yourself as if the gods were in the ordinary.
"Dragon blood, I can redeem it."
Shen Zhenyi only said eight words and did not deliberately emphasize it. To him, it was a trivial matter.
His toes point down, and the dragon's blood underneath him, as if fearing him, suddenly sags, showing a huge concave surface.
Dragon blood surged on all sides, whistling.
"The useless dragon blood keeps pouring out, it will only increase, there is no way to suppress it"
Longjun Lord shook his head in pain.
Shen Zhenyi may have incredible martial arts, but this is not a problem that power can solve.
It's like natural fire and water, only a small amount. If it comes turbulently, who can extinguish it with its own power?
"no need to worry."
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Shen Zhenyi was very calm.
His body sank slowly, and the dragon's blood was pressed by him to separate to all sides, and meandering blood lines appeared on the wall, rushing to the pearl on the top of the tower.
Once the dragon's blood contaminates the pearl, the crystal glazed tower can no longer bear its power, it will collapse and dissipate, the dragon's blood will overflow, and the calamity will come.
The Lord of Longjun had the intention to stop it, and in the end, he promised that he had not spoken.
The catastrophe is unavoidable. Even if you sacrifice your own body, it will at least reduce a little loss.
In this case, why not let San Gongzi try?
Such martial arts can at least protect himself and Chu Huoluo from death
-I wish they were happy.
Long Jun's heart sighed and closed his eyes.
"what?"
At this moment, Chu Huoluo's exclaiming came from her ear.
"Master, what's the matter with you? How did the dragon's blood retreat?"
The dragon county master was shocked, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the dragon's blood was really being gradually suppressed.
It is like Shen Zhenyi is pressing a stone with her own strength.
But Dragon's Blood is not a stone. He flows and boils. How can he suppress it with force?
The Long County Master couldn't figure this out.
"What kind of effort is this?"
She asked in surprise.
"This is the pressure-spraying skill created by Suzaku Taoists."
Shen Zhenyi replied indifferently—Which world is the Suzaku Taoist, and where this martial art is inherited only exists in his distant memory, which is difficult to explain to the Longjun master or Chu Huoluo.
But this is indeed a mysterious martial art.
When the Suzaku Taoist was at his heyday, he was able to lower the water of the whole world by one stroke, forcing the Dragon King to bow his head-remembering the pride of the day, Shen Zhenyi couldn't help but raise his mouth.
This kung fu is used to suppress the dragon's blood.
— Of course, it is also extremely efficient.
The Lord of Longjun looked dumbfounded that Shen Zhenyi waved the dragon's blood pressure down, and the dragon's blood retreated into the blood's eyes bit by bit, as if it were a well-behaved rabbit.
"This martial art is great, Master taught me!"
Chu Huoluo only felt that the show was handsome and envious.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at her and shook her head: "Don't be greedy for more things, you have n’t succeeded in swordsmanship, you ca n’t do this skillful use of skill. If you really want to learn, you ’ll first practice thirty years of exertion and be energetic. Let ’s talk about the whole.

The most important thing about pressure water is the use of force. It must be penetrated in a certain range. In a certain range, it is forced in all directions to let the water flow. There is no way to fight and suppress the water of the five lakes and the four seas.
Even if it is Shen Zhenyi's current performance, Chu Huoluo will not be able to do it for decades.
As for the true skill of the Suzaku Taoist people, how can they accomplish such miracles without tens of thousands of years of hard work?
"Oh then I won't learn."
Chu Huoluo shook her head again and again. She was most afraid of water mill work. After hearing about her 30-year appetite, she hurriedly respected Xie Bumin.
In the chat between their teacher and apprentice, the dragon blood retreated, and the crystal glazed tower Guanghua was reborn.
The dragon county master stood in front of the broken dragon blood altar.
— Is this over?
The dragon blood robbery, is it over?
The people in the Dragon Palace regard it as a terrible scene of the last days. In the eyes of San Gongzi, is it just a trivial matter?