"Kill it with all your might!"

Yu Hongshan's face was hideous and abnormal, and he roared wildly.

The [Kun Yuan Jue] in the body unfolded like crazy, and on the whole person's body, the earthy yellow light patterns diffused and formed, and the physical body suddenly expanded.

In every move, they all hit a terrifying power like a mountain, no less than an immortal sacred mountain, and quickly shook all the mutated demon pets out.

"Cast a secret skill!

Yu Wuji held a long sword in his hand and sent out a rain of swords, directly shattering a mutated demon pet into flesh and blood.

"Sneer......"

The source of life, water, the spirit dragon gathers the grass!

These two treasures have made Yu Hongshan and others completely red-eyed.

"He is worthy of being the strongest of the ancient clan......"

Feeling the surging power behind him, Wu Yangyu's heart couldn't help but be secretly awe-inspiring.

With a slight movement of the hands.

The two crystal boxes had disappeared into the bronze rings.

Although Wu Yangyu is not timid about his strength, he can't stand the shots of so many strong people.

Especially the people behind him, every one of them is a great martial artist, with his strength, there is absolutely no such possibility, these people can compete.

"However, although I can't do it head-on, it may not be impossible to make a secret move!"

As he spoke, Wu Yangyu's figure flickered rapidly.

In an instant, a hidden ruined building has been found and hidden.

"It should be up to me. ”

As he spoke, Wu Yangyu already had an extra thing in his hand.

It's a quaint mask.

The mask flowed with a light that looked like jade and not jade, and it didn't seem to be too conspicuous, which Wu Yangyu had obtained in the family at the beginning of the transaction.

At that time, Wu Yangyu also got the [Fast and Slow Artistic Conception], so the center of gravity was not placed on this mask, and it was only by chance that Wu Yangyu discovered the true effect of this mask.

Disguise!

The art of disguise is not uncommon, but the disguise effect brought by this mask is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people, once this mask is worn, the whole person's body shape, face and even temperament are completely changed.

Under this change, Wu Yangyu found that even a martial sect-level powerhouse had no way to discover his true identity.

This mask, Wu Yangyu called it [Masquerade]!

The reason why he wore the killing light [mask] was also to be able to act better, after all, in this place, they were all children of the ancient clan, and the children of the ancient clan who had conflicts with Wu Yangyu were not only the Yu family, but also the Jiang family and other families.

Therefore, after wearing the [mask], Wu Yangyu will become extremely convenient when he acts.

"Buzz ......"

Mask wearing.

Suddenly, everything in Wu Yangyu began to change.

The originally delicate face seemed to swell, not only that, but the thin body also became abnormally strong at this time, and the whole person simply changed dramatically in the blink of an eye.

Now, the posture exposed is clearly the appearance of a strong young man.

The burly physique, strong arms, rugged face, and open and closed eyes give people an arrogant and wild atmosphere.

"Hehehe...... Not bad. ”

Looking at the changes after his change, Wu Yangyu's face showed a look of satisfaction.

"With the strength of everyone in the Yu family, if you want to compete with these mutant demon pets, it is estimated that it will take half a day!"

While thinking about it, Wu Yangyu set his goal on what he had gained this time.

Now, in his hands, he has the Dragon Pattern Blood Bodhi and the Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass, both of which have unimaginable nourishing power for blood and qi, and the latter has unimaginable refining benefits for the physical body.

Therefore, Wu Yangyu plans to rely on this time to improve his strength again.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

With the appearance of the dragon pattern blood Bodhi, Wu Yangyu's body qi and blood seemed to be perceived, and he couldn't help but make a drum-like sound.

Wisps of blood and qi quickly overflowed from the body of the dragon-patterned blood Bodhi and entered the body.

"Click!"

Subconsciously, Wu Yangyu had already stuffed it into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the moment the teeth and this dragon pattern blood Bodhi met, a piercing sound quickly came out.

The hardness of the surface of this thing was simply beyond Wu Yangyu's expectations, but the moment this appearance left, a stream of blood wrapped in a scorching breath surged out in the body like crazy.

"What a powerful blood!"

Wu Yangyu's eyes were forced to widen, and in his body, it seemed that a blood dragon had awakened, and the surging blood qi was running violently at a terrifying and astonishing speed.

"Cool!"

Time, just a moment passed, and Wu Yangyu finally woke up from this shock.

The feeling of recovering from the rage made him feel a burst of ecstasy.

In his body, he could obviously feel that his strength had increased by a point, and that feeling of exhilaration, which also lifted Wu Yangyu's spirit.

"Come again!"

Another dragon pattern blood bodhi was stuffed into his mouth, and with the surge of blood qi, Wu Yangyu could clearly feel that his blood qi was being tempered frantically at this moment.

It's just a short period of time, and he is already like flesh.

Time passes slowly.

"Sneer......"

Finally, after Wu Yang Yu devoured more than twenty pieces, his blood qi had already begun to become full to the extreme.

The figure flickered, the light patterns on the body unfolded, and with the movement of his hands and feet, there was a terrifying mountain of blood surging around.

But.

There is still a lot of gap between himself and breaking through to the martial arts level Eight Heavens.

"My own flesh and blood have reached a shackle, and it has reached its limit. ”

Binocular movements.

Wu Yangyu's face had a look of helplessness.

Before this, he underestimated the power of the dragon pattern blood bodhi, and also underestimated his own shackles, originally thinking that with the dragon pattern blood bodhi, he could completely break through to his current limit and achieve the martial arts level eight heavens.

"Fortunately, this time I got the Spirit Dragon Gathering Yuan Grass!"

Thinking of the treasure that had just arrived, Wu Yangyu's spirit was once again paused.

"Roar!"

The Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass had just appeared, and faintly, a desolate dragon groan slowly spread here.

It can be seen that the dragon pattern of the Dao Dao is not only gathering in it, but as the dragon roars and sweeps up, the spirit dragon Juyuan grass has slowly swayed, and it looks as if the coiling dragon is waking up.

There are a lot of rumors about this thing.

And it just so happened that in Wu Yangyu's memory, there were many detailed records about the Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass.

"This kind of spiritual essence, combined with my dragon pattern blood Bodhi, will complement each other, and the effect will be multiplied, when the time comes, it will not be difficult to reach the martial arts level Eight Heavens!"

Thinking.

Wu Yangyu's attention was also on one of the leaves.

At the core, a teardrop-shaped droplet of liquid was rolling slowly on it.

In the savoring, wisps of aroma are diffusing from the liquid beads.

This liquid bead is also the essence of the Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass.

According to the information that Wu Yangyu learned, this liquid bead does contain a faint wisp of dragon breath, although it is very light, but the most precious thing about the Spirit Dragon Gathering Yuan Grass is that it can be continuously recycled.

And this is also the reason why everyone in the Yu family is trying their best to fight for it.

The spirit that can be recycled to refine the breath of the dragon shows how amazing the value is!

"Buzz ......"

Finger movements.

In the slow gathering of internal energy, an invisible force quickly removed the drop of liquid beads.

"Whoa......

With the entrance of the liquid bead, soon, Wu Yangyu felt that in his body, there seemed to be a quiet spring water slowly integrating into the depths of his body, and even more in this clear stream, Wu Yangyu clearly felt that the trace of violent aura formed in his body after taking the dragon pattern blood Bodhi was also slowly melting like the melting snow of the spring sun.

Just for a moment.

Wu Yangyu felt that the shackles in his body began to loosen obviously.

Not only that, but vaguely, Wu Yangyu clearly felt that after this liquid bead was integrated into his body, a faint wisp of wonderful power was beginning to be generated in himself.

This wisp of might, furious and full of a terrifying power.

"Peng!"

Suddenly his eyes opened.

The palm of the hand condensed the fist marks, and a punch quickly blasted out.

"Buzz ......"

With a breaking sound of the air.

Within this void, a twisted fist mark exploded in mid-air, and it was even more visible, and in this twisted trace, a faint dragon-shaped trace was faintly visible.

Within this trace, the vastness is strong and terrifying

"It really gave birth to a wisp of dragon breath?"

Looking at the faint appearance of this twisted mark and fist mark, Wu Yangyu's face showed a look of surprise.

"Moreover, the shackles of the martial arts level Eight Heavens in my body have also loosened a little!"

As he spoke, Wu Yangyu looked at the Spirit Dragon Juyuan Grass again.

Just for a moment.

On top of this, the already somewhat liquid beads converged again.

"Go on!"

Looking at these little droplets, Wu Yangyu's face was already full of anticipation.

In this Spirit Dragon Gathering Yuan Grass, a part of the liquid beads accumulated was enough for him to completely impact to a new level, and he was quite looking forward to this dragon's breath......

Half a day later.

Finally, a roar like heavy thunder exploded through the ruins.

"Boom!"

At the same time.

On Wu Yangyu's body, the golden crystal light surged wildly.

The whole person, like a mountain of gold, swept the ten directions.

"Is this what it feels like to be a martial artist-level eightfold heaven?"

Wu Yangyu's eyes opened, his gaze was like electricity, and the whole exuded a heavy sense of oppression from Senwei.

In his hand, a punch was swung out directly.

This punch looked very ordinary, simple, but there were unimaginable bursts of explosion sound in the air.

Vaguely, within this fist mark, there was a faint wisp of dragon-shaped power intertwined in it, and even made the entire space shake for a while......