Zhao Yuan frantically absorbed the energy of the Warcraft crystal, converted it, and injected it into the dragon armor.
Now, Zhao Yuan's biggest goal is to refine two pieces of dragon scales, because after refining, the two pieces of dragon scales will not only be hidden in the body, but the biggest benefit is to enhance the source of life, allowing the dragon armor to absorb the magic beast crystal and the space between heaven and earth.
The aura changes the physical body and strengthens the constitution, forming a virtuous cycle.
With the continuous activation of the "Dragon Armor Curse", Zhao Yuan's physique, which had just experienced the baptism of the catastrophe, had obviously transformed. With Zhao Yuan as the center, an invisible spiritual energy penetrated the tent and shot straight into the sky, thousands of miles high in the sky.
A whirlpool was formed that swept through the remaining clouds, and the wind and clouds changed color.
Zhao Yuan didn't know that this vision alerted the border officers of Blackwater City, and even the Great Hammer God climbed onto the city wall.
What attracted the attention of God Sledgehammer was the spirit of martial arts contained in the secret technique of Yi Jian. Zhao Yuan had no idea about martial arts, but he did not know that the technique of Yi Jian branded him as a martial witch.
seal.
The Great Hammer God looked into the depths of the grassland all night long, with a solemn look on his face.
"General, everything is ready and ready to go at any time."
"The aura is weird. It not only has the majestic aura of a warrior, but also the aura of a cultivator. The most incomprehensible thing is that while Can Yun is running around, there is still the aura of a martial witch. Is it possible that Ci Nu has a rising star?
?Whether it is a seasoned warrior or a cultivator, if it is a rising star among the assassins, we must kill it while it is still in its infancy."
The Great Hammer God thought to himself for a moment, then put down the two huge black hammers in his hands. He stretched out his hands, and someone immediately helped him take the heavy armor. After he was exposed in civilian clothes, the Great Hammer God dismissed his followers and strode down the city wall.
, under the city wall, there is a fat and strong horse.
"Open the door!"
The Great Hammer God jumped onto the giant horse out of thin air, and with a loud roar, the giant horse rushed towards the city gate. His giant hooves stepped on the bluestone, making an earth-shattering sound, as if the entire Blackwater City was shaking, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
The moment the giant horse rushed under the city gate, the closed city gate was pushed open by dozens of burly men.
Amidst the rapid sound of horse hooves, the Great Hammer God soon disappeared into the vast darkness...
…
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know that the celestial phenomenon caused by his practice actually alerted the guards of Blackwater City, and the seal of the martial witch contained in it even made the Great Hammer God murderous.
By the time the Sledgehammer God had just rushed out of the city gate, Zhao Yuan had finished tempering the dragon armor, and the turbulent aura had also entered his body.
At this time, Zhao Yuan began to practice two spiritual energies.
With the help of the "Dragon Armor Curse", the two auras seemed to be tangible and material, constantly surrounding the body.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan opened his eyes.
He was surprised to feel that two invisible auras had broken out of his body and were rushing around his body, like the mighty river, rolling and majestic.
Zhao Yuan glanced at Lan Xin, who had her back turned to him and seemed to be asleep.
Zhao Yuan gently took out the small black sword, placed it on the thick carpet, and began to use the two thick condensed spiritual energy to activate it.
"move!"
"move!"
"You move me!"
"..."
Big beads of sweat fell from Zhao Yuan's forehead, and he was soaked all over. The black sword was still lying on the carpet, motionless. The spiritual energy containing huge power surged around the black sword, giving him a feeling of being burned out.
Zhao Yuan also took the risk, frantically activating his spiritual energy, trying to control the small black sword.
As long as he controls the small black sword, he can fly with the sword and kill people with the flying sword. He has officially entered the world of cultivation...
…
Suddenly, in the darkness, the small ink-colored sword moved.
This is definitely not an illusion or a dazzle!
This movement immediately made Zhao Yuan ecstatic. He gritted his teeth suddenly and mobilized all the strength in his body. Suddenly, the small black sword jumped up out of thin air and floated in the air.
"Haha, it worked!"
Zhao Yuan's blood was boiling and he tried his best to control his excitement. He wanted to shout loudly to vent his joy.
Suddenly, Lan Xin turned over.
"Bang"
Flying into the air, the small black sword suspended in the air fell to the thick carpet, making a faint sound.
"Zhao Yuan, what are you doing? You haven't slept yet?" Lan Xin sat up and looked at Zhao Yuan.
"I...I succeeded..." Zhao Yuan was extremely excited, and he urgently needed to share his joy with others.
"What's successful... Hey, what's wrong with you? You're soaked all over, and you're sick again?" In the darkness, Lan Xin groped for Zhao Yuan's side.
"Lan Xin, I succeeded, I succeeded." Zhao Yuan hugged Lan Xin's delicate body tightly, feeling extremely excited.
"What succeeded?" Lan Xin seemed to feel Zhao Yuan's joy, and for the first time she did not scold Zhao Yuan for his rudeness.
"I can control the flying sword, I am a cultivator." Zhao Yuan was full of enthusiasm, hugging Lan Xin and making love.
"Hey...then...congratulations..." Lan Xin had difficulty breathing as Zhao Yuan hugged her, but she didn't struggle.
"I can finally cultivate myself..."
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan's voice became choked with sobs. Lan Xin, who was hugged by Zhao Yuan and ashamed, realized that Zhao Yuan was already in tears.
This cynical man actually cried.
This tenacious man actually cried.
This unreasonable man actually cried.
…
Lan Xin gently stroked Zhao Yuan's cheek. She didn't know why Zhao Yuan was crying, but she could feel the sorrow, anger and joy intertwined in Zhao Yuan's heart. She knew nothing about Zhao Yuan's past. The only thing she could do was
Yes, it is to use actions to appease this extraordinary man.
Time passes little by little.
Neither of them spoke, they just hugged each other tightly, very naturally.
"Sorry, I was too excited." Zhao Yuan came to his senses and slowly let go of Lan Xin.
"Um."
The two of them sat quietly in the darkness, neither one willing to break the ambiguous atmosphere.
"It's sunrise, would you like to watch it with me?" Finally, Lan Xin broke the silence.
"good."
The two walked out of the tent side by side.
The sheep bleated and walked out of the place where they were lying. A strong scent of grass after the rain floated in the air, and the wind was very cold. The sky in the east turned blue, with a red ribbon on the bottom, and the moon also became very pale.
The colorful clouds are so bright, floating in the sky in layers, like cotton batting stacked by hands, giving people a warm and fluffy feeling.
The sky entered the darkness before dawn, and only some light could be seen in the southern sky. The birds began to chirp happily, and they searched for the sound, but they could not find where they were hiding in the grass. The chickens walked out of the shack clucking.
, went to look for early-rising bugs. The sky in the east became darker blue, and the touch of red became less bright and red than before, more like a red stain dripping on the canvas, and then wiped with hands.
, so soft that it cannot cover the sky.
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}
