A Paragon of Wuhun

Chapter II breakthrough!

Five years, a sway.

This year, Chen Feng is sixteen years old.

The waste Yanyu Yu Yu and his waste apprentice who died five years ago, almost have been forgotten by the people of Qianyuanzong.

The night is like water, Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a variety of light.

He stood up and rushed to the tombstone.

After finishing, he began to dig the grave.

When he took the grave, the coffin was opened, and the eyes were shocked.

Yan Qingyu's body, even disappeared.

He didn't dare to confuse, but he personally bore the body of Master.

He jumped and found a small box at the bottom of the coffin. Open the wooden box, put on the yellow silk paved inside, and let the small fist size.

Bronze Ding Ding, full of copper rust, three feet round ear, styling, full of mysterious breath.

In Ding Ding, it is suspended a drop like a blood.

He only looked at the mysterious dragon blood, and he felt a sound in his mind, like a thunder, and the whole person lost awareness.

He thinks that the whole person seems to be thrown in the endless ink heaven, the sky is ink, the ink swirl is spread all over the horizon, and it will not stop.

The foot is an endless black wilderness, and it is desolate.

At the end of the wilderness, there is a black mountain range, which is higher than the Yumsen Mountains in the Qianyuanzong, and how long is it? How long is long?

When he walked into the mountain, suddenly, the mountain pulse!

The mountains have a head, that is actually a huge giant dragon head! Only one head is huge than the highest Daishan peak in the Qin Qin.

And the black mountain range of thousands of miles is actually the body of this dragon.

The dragon rushed into the sky, and there was a sharp rain. The ground became the ocean. Chen Feng was submerged.

Chen Feng is not angry, almost suffocating, uncomfortable.

For a long time, the head is awkward, struggling from the deep sea illusion, Chen Feng squatted on the ground, the big mouth of the big mouth gasped, the forehead was cold.

He didn't dare to look at the blood, what is this creative blood, how is it so horrified? This is the case, what is the powerful?

Don't this be a dragon?

But at this time, suddenly, the bronze Ding Ding is the same, flying directly to his hand, then quickly disappearing in his hand.

Chen Feng was shocked. He felt that Xia Ding walked up in the Meiya of his right hand, then, the dramatic pain came, so that he was like a tear.

It hurts that he rushed back and forth, screaming loudly. The skin muscles of his body surface were blocked, and blood rushed out, just like being lasted.

After half an hour, the little Ding was on the vein and arrived at the Dantian position.

Chen Feng only felt a voice in his mind, and his personnel did not know, and they were dizzy.

When he woke up, it was late at night. Chen Feng looked at his body and found that his clothes had become broken. In addition to blood, the body surface is confused with a black paste black oil, exudes a stink, sticky, Uncomfortable

But he is warm, lightly, comfortable, this is what he has never experienced.

Chen Feng inside his body, suddenly sent a cheer and happiness.

He found that he was hard like iron, there is no space of the Space, which was opened up.

Of course, Dantian is only a small part of being opened up, and only the fist size is only, and the bronze Ding is suspended. That drip mysterious dragon blood turns over the rolling, crystal clear.

Suddenly, the dragon blood is divided into one thousand thousandths of hair so thin, from the middle of Dantian, walk along his meridian.

The pain came again, but Chen Feng took back this time, he bite his teeth, Heng head, a voice in his heart was loud: "This pain is can't stand, how do you still embarrassed?"

He biting his teeth, there was a blood and split in the mouth, but he was shaking, but he finally retired.

A dramatic pain is a wave of strikes. After half an hour, Chen Feng took a breath.

The mysterious dragon blood passed through a very fast speed, and his blocked meridians were completely dredging.

If his previous meridians are the stuffed small river, then now his meridians are completely smooth, although it is very thin, it is very narrow, but it is smooth, and the gas is running, and Chen Feng can hear it. Sound of the waves!

Chen Feng's heart is excited, and when his body is full of enthusiasm.

Feeling that there is a quick disappearance of the tide, his mouth is a smile, and the heart is essay.

He yelled: "I can practice, I am very popular, Dantian has opened up! I am no longer waste!"

The tears are scared, if it is not personal experience, who can understand his pain?

From small qualities, ten years of cultivation, no inhamers, being humiliated, no one can see, except Master. What is this pain, how huge?

Now, he is finally able to practice.

In the meridians, the real gas came in the meridians, returned to Dantian, but in Dantian, it is shunning, jumping, it is not quiet.

Chen Feng's heart, Dantian's real gas suddenly surged, from Dantian in the middle of the meridians, with the swimming of Dantian, there is also a gas in the perspective. The appearance, gathers to this true gas. This is the true gas, soon, it will become a finger thickness from the hair.

The true gas in these corners is Chen Feng's daily cultivation.

Although he caused the meridian block, it could not practice, the realm was uniform, and he was a self-cultivation. But his cultivated Bedo Ye Jin was magically unparalleled, not only makes his foundation, but even let him practice many of the true gas, hide all in the body.

I have never found it because his meridians are blocked, and the infirmation cannot circulate. And now the real gas is circulating, and it will naturally appear.

The real gas flows, Chen Feng is shocked, and it feels full of booming power.

He is exposed in his heart.

"Good magical little Ding, good magical dragon blood, dragon blood is only separated, let me break through! Of course, there is the credit of Bedo Ye Jinjing, I have always thought that this gold is useless, but now It seems that I want to be wrong, Jin Jing is really god, can let me practice the true gas! "

"And now it seems that the rest is not eliminated, but also impact!"

Chen Feng's heart is moving, the body is so hot.

He has reached the second weight of the next day, and he is still not satisfied, and it is necessary to impact the third weight!

After the impact, the third weight of the heavens, the quantity of the real gas is quite, Chen Feng is exhausted all the arrogance in the body, and the gas in the body is further thicker. It turns into a small thumb thick, and finally turns sharply again. The full body of the whole body has a painful , is really rushing.

He has been advanced to the third weight of the heavens.

Chen Feng clenched his fist and felt the power of the body!

He suddenly made a punch, and the air exploded and the air shook.

Chen Feng can feel it, this punch, with eight hundred pounds of power, reaching a half of the tiger!

After the day, the first weight has a hundred pounds, the second weight is two hundred pounds, the third weighing 500 pounds, the fourth weight is one thousand kilograms ... With this type. Five hundred pounds are the power of a one, while Chen Feng has just reached the third weight, but reaching eight hundred pounds, more than a general day!

He punched on a tree next to the tomb, and the bowl of the bowl had been interrupted.

Chen Fengyang laughed and was very happy.

From a waste that cannot be cultivated into three strong, how can he not happy?

Moreover, he did not see Master's body, but also made him a good guess.

"Master, where did you go? There is no body in the grave. It seems that you are not dead, and I will leave this for the treasure. Since you die, I am relieved, you can rest assured, I will practice well, I always have to find you! "

Can practice, and learn that Master is dead, he is very happy.

Chen Feng turned the box, and did not have anything else in his head, and put the box back and re-buried the grave.

He looked at the mud on his body, heard his own stink, smiled, self-prison: "Chen Feng, you can be dirty."

After finishing, find a river nearby, jump in and cleaning.

It is clean and clean, but also put it on a simple but clean clothes, Chen Feng is back to sleep next to the grave.