Chapter 3: The strength is skyrocketing!

The old trees are lush, with lush foliage and are located in the back hill of the college.

The tomb lies in the woods. There are bloodstains in his mouth, his face is tight, and his eyes are tightened.

If you look closely, you can see the air around the body of the tomb, which is like a stone falling in the lake.

The body of Dao Ling found inconspicuous changes. Every inch of his muscles was stretching and exploding, and there was a strong force. The air was shaking constantly during the vibration, and the bones were pungent.

The energy contained in the blood of the Fire Beast is extremely fierce. Under the mysterious effect of "Swallowing the Sky", this violent energy becomes food and supplements his weak body.

This kind of speed can be described as horror.

Dao Ling’s heart is very excited. The problem that has been plaguing him has been solved. Now his eyes are reddish and he can’t wait to roar.

Finally, you can become stronger through cultivation!

It’s awkward!

The bones are humming, the five internal organs are vibrating, the muscles are stretched continuously, and the spine is like a young dragon that has recovered.

"Good!" Dao Ling screamed with his eyes open, and he could feel the flesh now. It seems to be many times more powerful than before. Every inch of muscle is full of explosive energy, as if it can smash a stone.

"This method is terrible. I don't know who is the madman who opened it?" The small face of Dao Ling was full of shock. When he recalled the words of the mysterious woman, he couldn't help but say: "100,000 pounds? Really Can you achieve it?"

"Surely, even the mortal practice of swallowing the blood of the beasts has been successful. Perhaps it can really reach 100,000 pounds!" Dao Ling was shocked. If this matter spreads out, the whole Qingzhou will tremble.

The realm of forging, the test is the physical talent, this is also the initial energy of people, it is very big!

"But, the blood of the high-ranking beast is not what I can get." Dao Ling suddenly frowned. The introduction of "Swallowing the Sky" is the need to swallow the rare beast blood and strengthen the body, and the blood requirements must be stronger than once. Row!

And the most important thing is that you must devour a blood of a beast to break the limit and break into the force of 100,000 pounds. This makes him a headache. The beast is a terrible existence. Where can I get this kind of thing?

"100,000 jins for me, some are impossible." Dao Ling shook his head. If he could not find the blood of the beast, it would not be a hundred thousand pounds of force, but his heart glowed with joy, and 50,000 pounds must be of!

"Wang Ya, Wang Ling!"

Dao's fist smashed the hammer on the ground, and the ground trembled. A big tree next to it shook and trembled, and the leaves fluttered. A cold chill was also rolled out, and the air temperature was rapidly decreasing.

"I will kill both of you!" Dao Ling gritted his teeth. If it wasn't "swallowing the sky", he could swallow the blood of the beast. He is now a dead body, especially Wang Ya, who deceives me with emotions. She **** it!

All day in the college, Dao Ling faced cold eyes, how eager to have a friend, but did not expect the only friend, has been using himself.

"You are waiting for me!" Dao Ling slowly stood up, his eyes filled with coldness, and he gnawed his teeth: "I will let you pay a heavy price. My Dao Ling is not so bully!"

Dao Ling constantly suppresses the violent anger in his heart, and takes a deep breath in his heart: "As long as I can continue to swallow the blood of the beast, my strength will increase rapidly, and I must find a way to get the blood of the beast."

Subsequently, Dao Ling Hu suspected: "What kind of treasure is the ore that the scorpion scorpion gets in the mine hole?"

As Wang Ling’s identity, he was so coveted by Blue Crystal. Wang Ya even sold his hue and spent a lot of time to lick himself. This means that Lan Jing just cherished it.

However, there is a basket of such spar in the house, all of which are thrown by the scorpion, some scraping the bottom, some licking the toes, some padding tables...

Moreover, the blue crystal is not a very good ore, there are a few more beautiful than the blue crystals, because the difference is the toes, good when playing with the glass ball, the scorpion often put the ore in every corner of the body when sleeping This makes him always confused, because the blind man is not a financial fan.

"As long as I sell one, I can get a lot of blood from the beasts!" Dao Ling's face raised a smile and grinned.

"Sleeping, what are you doing here?"

The cold snoring came suddenly. A young boy came out with arrogance, and his disdainful eyes stared at Dao Ling. He also did not understand how the tutor placed him today.

Seeing the people who came, the look of Dao Ling was cold. He was Qianlin’s younger brother. He also had three thousand pounds of strength in the realm of forging, but he was not too troublesome to find him.

"What am I doing here? Do you still need to explain it to you?" Dao Ling's fist clenched, he could feel the strength of the muscle implosion, and the small face plucked the color, because he understood that in this world, as long as he has strength, Will not be bullied.

"Well, you have a long way to go, I dare to use this to talk to me? I see you are really tired!" Qian Yi's face sank and shouted: "It is really difficult to beat you!"

In the eyes of Qian Yi, the fierce light appeared, his fists clenched, his body suddenly bullied, and suddenly burst out, and he said: "Give me remember, you will always be a waste, always a part of me!" ”

The scorpion stared at the sprinting body, and the Tao Ling snorted. If it was changed before it was estimated that he would be injured by him, but now it is another matter, just to check how the current strength is.

When Qian Yi walked in, he jumped up and punched his hair. He took the chin of Dao Ling and interrupted his teeth.

Dao Ling's face was cold, his fists were clenched, and the bell broke out between the bones and his fists rushed.

"Haha, waste is waste, see how I abolish your arm today!" For the resilience of Dao Ling, Qian Yi is not angry and laughs, a sleep **** still wants to turn the sky?

The two fists banged together, and a crack in the bone suddenly exploded. Qian Yi’s body suddenly became stiff. He felt his arm, and now he is not his own.

Qian Yi began to squat, and then fell to the ground, his legs squatting, like a shrimp, while blood on his hands.

Dao Ling shook his fist, and his smile appeared a little better. The nephew looked at the money and shivered, and said: "This is what you are looking for."

Qian Yi heard the words completely mad, climbed up and roared: "You waste this, you actually hit me, you are dead, you have a big event, you have to be unlucky!"

"Qian Yi, it is useless for you. I also said that I am a waste. I think you are a waste?" Dao Ling came up and shook his head slightly.

"You are looking for death, you are a jerk, you are the waste!" Qian Yi was completely angry, and yelled: "You are the waste, you have to be bad!"

The voice of threats, Dao Ling could not help but smile: "I haven't figured out the situation yet, now you are finished, but I am not finished."

The corner of Dao Ling's mouth curled up with a hint of indifference. In the latter's frightened eyes, his soles of his feet were pressed down, such as the sword was unsheathed, and the air of the dragon was blown up.

"Touch!", Qian Yi's body volleyed out, fell in the grass, spit out a large mouth of blood, screaming screams.

Qian Yi’s body was twitching, and his sorrowful eyes stared at Dao Ling. The cold eyes of the other side made him shudder. [www.wuxiaspot.com~ He gnawed his teeth and said: “Daoling, you give me, etc. You are waiting to die, my older brother will kill you, don't leave if you have the skills!"

Money is irritated and shocked at the same time. Is this still a waste? Just now, the strength of Dao Ling’s boxing is so powerful. How is this possible?

"I also want to see, how did I die." Looking at the shadow of the squirrel, the Taoist faint, then he clenched his fist, can feel the body is very strong, and just did not use all the power.

"Be sure to improve your strength quickly. If Wang Ling and Wang Ya know that I am still alive, they will definitely come to me for trouble." Dao Ling whispered, and quickly rushed home.

Slums.

In a low-rise house in the depths, it is estimated that no one can think of it. There is a basket of treasures to cherish the ore.

Coming to the house, Dao Ling skillfully took out a basket from under the bed, with a piece of colorful stones on it.

Some are red as blood, some are green like jade, some are like stars, and some are covered with red.

Dao Ling’s gaze stared at the dozens of stones in it. After he smashed his head, he hid the basket and said: “The things inside are still not moving. If they are noticed, they will be in trouble, etc. When you come back, you must ask him where he got the treasure."

The footsteps of Dao Ling appeared in the kitchen, and the eyes stared at the red-brown stone used by the scorpion to scrape the bottom of the pot. It was like a drill bit, almost the size of a thumb.

"It's it!" Dao Ling looked at the red copper. This piece was the bottom of the pot. It should be the worst. Although the former nephew said that he could not bring it out, he said that if you have the ability, all these things are your.

"First look at the intensity of the practice of swallowing the sky." Dao Ling put away the red copper, sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and practicing, ready to practice for a while.