Chapter 446: Huangquan evil dragon

Take a shot like electricity, lift the inscription pen, Chu Yan's eyes are fixed, and his left arm is extended.
"Huangquan evil dragon."
Chu Yan spit out four words and dropped the nib of the inscription pen into the basin.
Suddenly, a pot full of inscription water was sucked up by the inscription pen with no drop left.
The tip of the white nose was like a fire at the moment, releasing a bright red color.
Chu Yan glanced at the hourglass again, and without hesitation, dropped the tip of his nose on the inside of the wrist of his left arm.
Suddenly, a pang of pain seemed to pierce the skin through countless steel wires, and the pain from his muscles came from his wrist.
Chu Yan fiercely bit his teeth and kept moving.
While Mingwen Pen left a thick mark on the inside of his arm, although his skin was not broken, the surface of the skin was filled with blood.
These blood, attached to the inscriptions he carved, did not flow everywhere, as if imprisoned.
At the same time, Chu Yan felt his arm as if immersed in oil.
His body was trembling slightly because of this severe pain, and his face was a little pale.
"Imagine it hurts a bit, but I can't bear it."
Chu Yan gritted his teeth and wrote again.
With each stroke, the pain will increase by one point.
And every pain is different.
Some are like the pain of peeling, some are like the pain of broken limbs, some are like the pain of frost on the body, some are like the pain of burning fire, and within three hours of inscriptions, Chu Yan seems to have tasted the world Everything hurts.
By the time the inscription was about to be painted, his face was pale and pale.
Considering that he was very toxic and was detained in the abyss for a full year, Chu Yan's face was not so ugly.
At this time, as the inscriptions were about to be finished, Chu Yan's left forearm was almost covered by the meandering runes.
These runes, twisted and twisted, are like a gimmick, as if alive, let people look at it, feeling scared and horrified.
But if you look carefully, you will feel this body pattern, revealing a taste of ancient, wild, and reckless, a thick taste of history, enough to make people breathless.
"Huangquan Evil Dragon is still the last."
Chu Yan murmured, the corners of his mouth were already bleeding.
To endure this unspeakable pain, Chu Yan's teeth were almost broken.
If I were to be an ordinary person, I am afraid that I have already died a few dozen times in the past.
Difficultly raising his eyelids, Chu Yan looked at the hourglass.
Most of the fine sand in the hourglass has already fallen below, leaving only the last point on the surface, alas, like a trickle, falling steadily.
"The last stroke--"
Chu Yan mentions pen.
At this time, the inscription pen in his hand seemed as heavy as ever, Chu Yan must take all his strength to hold it firmly.
"The last stroke, the final look of the evil dragon!"
Chu Yan gritted his teeth, mouth and nose, and poured a strong breath.
This breath, in an instant, seemed to ignite the injustice of his heart, let him slap his breath, and settle down the last sum accurately.
Suddenly, a dark red light rose from his arm, covering the entire front of his left arm.
Although it is just a ray of light, at this moment, a magnificent flavor that evokes people's heart is erupting, as if all living things are in front of it, they will become small, they will be crushed and they will be devoured.
At this time, Chu Yan could clearly see that the blood-colored light and the ghostly shadow of a dragon flickered, moving with the inscriptions, as if he had come alive, completely integrated with his body and blood.
The next moment, the light faded.
The inscriptions on Chu Yan's arms also faded quickly.
Chu Yan knows that this is not the disappearance of body marks, but it is hidden under the skin and hidden in the blood. In general, his arms are usually the same, but once the Huangquan evil dragon body pattern and inscription pattern are excited Will emerge on the skin, and then the terrorist power that belongs to it will erupt.
Mingwen succeeded, Chu Yan wanted to try the power for the first time, but he felt really tired now, even opening his eyes seemed to use all his strength.
After shaking her body twice, Chu Yan made a sound, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.
With this consciousness, Chu Yan slept for a full day and night in a cage of time and space.
With Chu Yan's powerful body and spirit, he can still sleep for a day and a night. From this we can see how much energy is consumed to portray this inscription.
After waking up, Chu Yan couldn't wait to raise his left arm to his eyes.
Looking at his arm at this moment, there was no difference as usual, but when Chu Yan was running the inscription, immediately, a breath of wildness burst out from his arm.
The surrounding air, at this moment, even broke the torrential sound of waves.
Chu Yan's left arm, from his elbow to his fingertips, crackled, and a layer of dark blue dragon scales emerged from under his skin.
This layer of dragon scales seemed to be a strong armor, protecting his arms.
It seems that the emphasis is on defense, but the fierce breath oozing from the dragon scales is shocking.
Chu Yan's arm moved slightly, and the dragon's scales of his arm suddenly opened.
At this moment, his arm turned into a mace.
His five fingers, like dragon claws, are sharp and fierce, full of fierce and unrivalled breath.
Chu Yan groaned slightly, calling out a stone man to stand in front of him.
He didn't use any martial arts, but just pressed on Shiren's head.
The stone man's head looked like a piece of tofu, and it became instantaneous.
"The power of the Huangquan evil dragon is more than that." Chu Yan looked at the dragon scales slowly falling off his arms, revealing a hint of profound meaning, "I'm coming back, are you ready?"
On the day that Chu Yan successfully portrayed the evil dragon Huang Quan, Shen Qing took the lead and returned to Vientiane.
When Chu Yan heard the news the next day, Shen Qing had left the Broken Star House for several hours.
Chu Yan actually didn't quite understand how important the Shen family was. It was necessary to make Shen Qing, who had already entered the school, hurried back.
But Chu Yan remembered his commitment to Shen Qing.
"I will go to know when the time comes." When Chu Yan thought about this, he was going to see the road in charge of Hua Muyan.
For the next six months, he will not be in the Broken Star Tower. Although there is no formal mentorship between him and Hua Muyan, these etiquettes are still indispensable.
Broken Star Tower, it is naturally difficult for other people to see Hua Muyan, but for Chu Yan, the apprentice of Hua Muyan, it is easier to meet his future teacher.
Today Hua Muyan was just not busy. After Chu Yan met him, he expressed his intention.