Chapter 3 Strength Skyrockets!

One by one, the ancient trees are lush with lush branches and leaves, located in the back mountain of the college.

Daoling was lying in the woods, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, his face was tense, and his eyes were tightened.

If you look closely, you can see that the air around Dao Ling's body is rippling slightly, like a picture of a stone falling into a lake.

An incredible change was found in Daoling's body. Every inch of his muscles was stretched and contracted, bursting with powerful force, the air vibrated constantly during the vibration, and the bones made a piercing sound.

The energy contained in the blood of the Huo Lin Beast is extremely powerful. Under the mysterious action of "Swallowing the Sky", this violent energy is turned into food to replenish his weak body.

The speed of this kind of strengthening can be described as horror.

Dao Ling's heart was very excited. The problem that had been bothering him for a long time was solved now. His eyes were a little red, and he could not wait to roar up to the sky.

I can finally become stronger through practice!

Crackling!

The bones roared together, the five internal organs vibrated, the muscles stretched continuously, and the spine was resuscitated like a young dragon, and an extremely powerful Dao was derived.

"It's so strong!" Dao Ling exclaimed with his eyes wide open. He could feel that his current body seemed to be countless times stronger than before. Every inch of muscle was filled with explosive energy, as if it could shatter a stone.

"This practice is too terrifying, and I don't know who opened the madman's method?" Dao Ling's little face was full of shock, recalling the words of the mysterious woman, he couldn't help but say: "One hundred thousand pounds? Really? Can it be achieved?"

"It's definitely possible, even the mortal cultivation method of swallowing the blood of beasts has been successful. Maybe it can really reach 100,000 jins of strength!" Dao Ling was extremely shocked. If this matter spread, the entire Qingzhou would tremble three times.

In the realm of body forging, the test is the physical talent, which is also the initial energy of a person, and it is very important!

"However, the blood of high-level beasts is not something I can get." Dao Ling frowned suddenly. The introduction of "Swallowing the Sky" is that the blood of rare beasts needs to be swallowed to strengthen the body, and the blood requirements must be stronger than once. Row!

And the most important thing is that you must swallow the blood of a divine beast to break the limit and break into a 100,000-pound force. This gave him a great headache. Divine beasts are extremely terrifying existences. Where can I get this kind of thing?

"One hundred thousand catties is a little impossible for me." Dao Ling shook his head. If he couldn't find the blood of the beasts, it would be impossible to have one hundred thousand catties of great strength, but his heart was filled with joy, fifty thousand catties must have of!

"Wang Ya, Wang Ling!"

Dao Ling's fist slammed on the ground, the ground trembled, a big tree next to him trembled, leaves fluttered, and an icy cold air swept out, and the air temperature was rapidly dropping.

"I will definitely kill you both!" Dao Ling gritted his teeth and said, if it wasn't for "Swallowing the Sky" that could devour the blood of the beast, he would be a corpse now, especially Wang Ya, who even deceived me with her emotions, she should be damned!

All day in the academy, Dao Ling was faced with indifferent eyes. How much Dao Ling wanted to have a friend, but he didn't expect the only friend to be using him all the time.

"You wait for me!" Dao Ling stood up slowly, his eyes filled with cold air, and gritted his teeth: "I will make you pay a heavy price, my Dao Ling is not so easy to bully!"

Dao Ling kept suppressing the rage in his heart, took a deep breath and said in his heart: "As long as I can continue to devour the blood of the beast, my strength will increase rapidly, and I must find a way to get the blood of the beast."

Afterwards, Dao Ling asked suspiciously: "What kind of treasure is the ore that the lame father got in the mine?"

In the identity of Wang Ling, she covets Azurite so much, and Wang Ya doesn't hesitate to sell her hue and spend a lot of time talking about herself, which shows that Ayanjing cherishes it very much just now.

But there are still baskets of this kind of spar at home, all of which have been thrown around by the lame, some scraping the bottom of the pot, some picking their toes, and some padding the table...

Moreover, aquamarine is not a very good ore, some of which are more beautiful than the glow of aquamarine, because the worst is to pick toes, and the best is to play as a glass ball.

When the cripple sleeps, he often puts ore in every corner of his body, which makes him very confused, because the cripple is not a fan of money.

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

"Sleeping God, what are you doing here?"

A cold snort came suddenly, and a young man came out arrogantly, staring at Dao Ling with contempt, and he didn't quite understand how the instructor let him go today.

Seeing the person coming, Dao Ling's expression turned cold. He was Qian Lin's younger brother, and he had a strength of 3,000 jin in the realm of body forging.

"What am I doing here? What else do I need to explain to you?" Dao Ling's fists were clenched, and he could feel the force of the implosion of his muscles, and his little face flashed with joy, because he understood that in this world, as long as he has strength, will not be bullied.

"Okay, you're so skilled, how dare you talk to me like this? I think you're really tired of living!" Qian Yi's face sank, and he shouted: "It's really hard not to beat you!"

Qian Yi's eyes gleamed fiercely, his fists clenched, his body suddenly bullied in, and he burst out, roaring: "Remember, you will always be a waste, and you will always be beaten by me! "

Staring at the sprinting body, Dao Ling snorted coldly. If he changed it, he would probably have been injured before, but now it is another matter, just to check how strong he is now.

When Qian Yi walked in, he jumped up, punched hard, and took Rang Dao Ling's chin, trying to break a few of his teeth.

Dao Ling's face was stern, his fists clenched tightly, and a bell rang when the bones collided, smashing at the banging fist.

"Haha, rubbish is rubbish, see how I abolish your arm today!" In response to Daoling's counterattack, Qian Yi laughed instead of anger, a sleeping god still wants to turn the sky up?

The two fists slammed together, and a bone cracking sound suddenly exploded, Qian Yi's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt that his arm did not belong to him now.

Qian Yi began to tremble all over, and then fell to the ground fiercely. He knelt on the ground with his legs, like a shrimp, and at the same time, blood was flying all over his hands.

Dao Ling clenched his fists, and the smile on his face was even better. Looking at Qian Yi's trembling, he said lightly, "This is what you asked for."

Qian Yi was completely mad when he heard the words, got up and roared: "You bastard, you hit me, you are dead, you have a major event, you are going to be unlucky!"

"Qian Yi, are you useless yourself, and you said that I am a waste, I think you are a waste?" Dao Ling walked up and shook his head slightly.

"You are courting death, you bastard, you are a waste!" Qian Yi was completely angry and shouted: "You are a waste, you are going to be bad luck!"

At the threatening voice, Dao Ling couldn't help laughing and said, "I haven't figured out the situation yet. Now it's you who's finished, not me."

The corners of Dao Ling's mouth twitched in an indifferent arc, and under the latter's frightened gaze, the soles of his feet were pressed down all at once, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and the smashing air exploded.

With the sound of "Touch!" Qian Yi's body flew out in the air, fell into the grass, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and let out a shrill scream.

Qian Yi was choking all over, his malicious eyes staring at Dao Ling, the other party's cold eyes made him tremble, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Dao Ling, wait for me, you wait to die. Well, my big brother will kill you, don't leave if you have the ability!"

Qian Yi was a little shocked when he was angry, is this still trash? Dao Ling's punch was so powerful just now, how is this possible?

"I also want to see how I died." Dao Ling said lightly, looking at the shadow of his head, and then he clenched his fist. He could feel that his body was very strong now, and he didn't use all his strength just now.

"I must hurry up to improve my strength. If the sluts Wang Ling and Wang Ya know that I am still alive, they will definitely come to trouble me." Dao Ling secretly said, and hurried to his home.

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In a low house in the depths, it is estimated that no one would have imagined that there are baskets of precious ores hidden inside.

When he came to the house, Daoling skillfully took out a basket from under the bed, which contained colorful stones.

Some are as red as blood, some are as green as divine jade, some are as bright as stars, and some are as red as a cover.

Dao Ling's eyes stared at the dozen or so stones in it, and after carrying his head, he hid the basket again and said, "It's better that the things in here don't move, it would be troublesome if someone noticed it, wait a minute. When the lame father comes back, he must ask him where he got the treasure."

Daoling's footsteps appeared in the kitchen, staring at the copper-colored stone that the lame used to scrape the bottom of the pot, like a drill, about the size of a thumb.

"That's it!" Dao Ling looked at the red copper. This piece is scraping the bottom of the pot, and it should be the worst. Although the lame man said before that he couldn't take it out, he said that if you have the ability, all these things are yours.

"Let's see how strong the practice of swallowing the sky is." Dao Ling put away the red copper, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to practice, preparing to practice for a while.