Chapter 124: Bronze lamp 盏 (1)

Chu Tian had a more direct understanding of the sinfulness of the Rat.
How strong is a Canglong who accompanied the ancient Qin Dynasty emperor to fight the Quartet? Even if he died of exhaustion, how strong is the blood in his cheekbones? Not to mention, the ancient Qin royal family is constantly watering with the blood of the dragon's life, and how much power is gathered in the body of this dragon?
All of this is unknown and cannot be measured by a specific standard.
Anyway, Chutian is in the midst of deep water. After the dragon's blood enters the body, he suddenly feels that every cell of his body is expanding. Every cell is emitting a strong light. Because of the rushing power between cells and cells, Actually, there is a strong rejection, and every cell of his heart can't wait to get out of his neighbor!
In other words, Chu Tian is a little bit worse, only a little bit worse, it will be blown into a group of blood fog with cells as the most basic unit.
However, a vast Longwei emerged from the mighty blood. This Longwei is so powerful that Chutian’s souls are curled up into a ball, just like the little beast before the natural disasters huddled in the nest. There is a slight movement.
Under the suppression of this Longwei, Chu Tianyu's body collapsed and stabilized.
The refining furnace is running wildly, constantly consuming the blood of the dragon, and turning it into the purest energy essence into the body of Chutian.
Chutian heard the sound of his body like a burst of beans, bone marrow, bones, meridians, blood vessels, muscles, skin, internal organs, and even his brain, all broken in a trace, and then in the vast dragon Under the pressure, a trace of rebirth.
The pain hits, Chutian wants to cry and scream, but this Longwei oppresses his body and soul. He can’t move, cry, and scream, just as if he is in the infernal hell. Bobo’s attack.
Gradually, Chu Tian was used to this kind of severe pain after just a quarter of an hour. He even began to feel that this kind of severe pain was so 'addictive' that he even began to fear that this severe pain would soon disappear. He even hopes that this pain will continue.
In the pain, his body strength is strengthened in a single line, his body strength is enhanced in a single line, and all his functions in his body are constantly increasing.
The most obvious change is that Chu Tian was so short and hurriedly breathing because of severe pain. His breathing can only bring the air in front of the three feet. After a quarter of an hour, every time he breathes, he will suffocate in the cave. Storm.
It’s not like a person. It’s like a 10,000-headed big yak breathing at the same time, or at the moment, when Chutian breathes, he already has a bit of a dragon. Between breathing, exhaling into the wind, inhaling into a thunder, one breath, one breath, the wind and cloud discoloration.
The dragon's shelling picture wrapped in Yu Xiu'er, releasing a madness around her rapid rotation, and the violent wind caused by Chutian's breathing reached a delicate balance, so that Yan Xiuer would not be blown out of the cave by the hurricane.
Yan Xiuer stared at Chu Tian, ​​the ancient Qin Dynasty's classics, and clearly recorded the abnormalities in the people who served the blood of the dragons every three hundred and sixty years. Some people have skin scales, some have foreheads, some fingers and toes become dragon claws, and there are dragon tails behind the buttocks, and others can control the situation when digesting blood.
But no one like Chutian can cause such a huge movement.
Yan Xiuer slammed into the cave, and she was shocked to see that the Jintian people standing at the mouth of the cave were actually being pushed out by the hurricane. These 金天金人 are certainly not moving, but the ground under their feet is marked by their feet, and the hurricane pushes these golden people to slide outward.
"This..." Yan Xiuer is a bit dumbfounded.
There was a thick mist around Chutian, which was the condensation of the water vapor in the air. The wind blew up the fog and formed a tens of thousands of squares of 'cloud sea' around Chutian.
The wind is rolling, the sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, and Chutian’s body is looming in the clouds, quite a bit of the faint charm of the dragon.
The bangs in the body are getting denser and louder, and the sound is getting louder and louder. Chutian’s body grows tall and straight, his skin doesn’t break open, and he heals constantly. A thin layer of dead skin peeled off from Chutian, just like the dragon's shelling, there is an extremely vigorous and fresh vitality that breeds and sways in the body of Chutian.
In the ears of Chutian, there was a laughter from the rat's banter: "Oh, if the old horns wake up, they find that the arrangement of the "Canglong shelling, returning to life" is broken by me, he will definitely be with me. Desperate? Will it? Will it?"
Chu Tian’s heart rang a shudder, and the spirit spirit shuddered.
‘The scene of the dragon’s shelling and returning to life’? What do you mean? Canglong sacrum, ancient Qin Yuxi, and Canglong shelling behind Ju Xiu'er... All of this is under the old Canglong cloth that accompanied the founding of the ancient Qin Dynasty, and it was the cause of returning to life and fighting against the sky. What?
"Oh, it doesn't matter!" The mouse slowly smiled slowly: "He is annoyed again, how can he give the mouse? Dare to scream, pump him a meal. Although the old man is now in decline, his energy is declining, but he smokes. A dead ghost is still sure. Well, it’s a big deal, and when I give him a new soul that suits him, it’s right for him.

"The rat is doing things, it is stable, it won't go wrong, rest assured!" The mouse smiled very brightly, and the laughter revealed the insignificant meaning.
The severe pain suddenly increased by an order of magnitude, Chu Tian snorted, and the pores continued to have oozing. He had already refused to listen to the shackles of the mouse, concentrated all his attention, and worked hard to run the big Zhou Tian Xing Chen Jian and "Large The Dream of God is a two-way practice that seeks to digest the infinite endless blood of the dragon.
After the refining of the refining furnace, the essence of the essence of the blood became a hot torrent, and whistling into the eyebrows of Chutian.
Chu Tianmei’s heart is in the middle of the lamp, and the mana of the ancient stone lamp has become a pure gold, like a golden amber lying there. The heat flow of the dragon's blood rushed into the eyebrows, and the faint light of the stone lamp suddenly flourished. The rolling heat was swallowed up by the stone lamp. The golden mana in the stone lamp collapsed and transformed, and it faintly returned. A strange red red.
The loud noise of ‘Boom’, Chutian’s eyebrows seemed to be bombarded by countless thunders, and the numerous purple scorpions of the leading phoenix spurted out from the stone lamps, dancing like a fireworks in his gods.
Numerous purple cicadas fly and dance, bringing a rainbow of red and red colors to the sky.
Chu Tian’s eyebrows suddenly expanded in all directions. The circular space with a diameter of about one foot suddenly became a ten-foot diameter.
"Dream of the Big Dream", broke through!