What Fang Yun didn't know was that seeing Fang Yun's actions, the researchers, instructors and staff officers who were watching in the huge war room were already looking at each other at this time.

In other words, these reagents and foods are quantitative, and usually, this configuration can be understood at a glance, and one food is equipped with one dilution, which is to test the resistance of living organisms in advance.

Minor side effects are good, but once you take more than three bottles, as long as the interval is no more than four hours, it is equivalent to taking a real bottle of Qianlong Type I Elixir.

Good guy, Fang Yun grabbed 12 bottles at once, if he really wanted to swallow them all, it would be equivalent to taking 4 bottles of potion!

This method of taking, even the most powerful dragon group warriors, will definitely not be able to resist, will definitely whine!

The researchers didn't know what to say at this time, and a kind-hearted young researcher whispered, "Professor Lin, do you want to remind Fang Yun not to take too much at a time?"

In his previous life, Fang Yun had taken a lot of reagents that had been improved by the Great Xia Age, and the side effects were much smaller, so he naturally knew how to use this thing, and he also knew some taboos that must be paid attention to when using reagents.

With twelve bottles of reagents pinned to his waist, when Fang Yun climbed to the top of the mountain again, he suddenly found that the two of them were practicing boxing at this time, and the two of them were quite attentive, each occupying a piece of territory on the top of the mountain, moving and jumping, and bursts of mist evaporated above their heads.

The two of them were quite conscious, and each occupied a corner, leaving a large open space for Fang Yun, enough for Fang Yun to practice boxing.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Fang Yun adjusted his breathing, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he took out a bottle of Qianlong dilution reagent, raised his head, swallowed it, his legs sank, his hands went up, and he slowly pulled away the posture of the Mighty Bull Demon Fist.

The hidden dragon diluted the potion into his stomach, Fang Yun suddenly felt that the entire chest, the entire abdomen instantly became hot, the hot breath flowed all over the body, the blood boiled and rolled, and waves of power rushed throughout the body.

The bull devil bears the mountain, like the ox bears the weight, the bull devil plows the ground, the bull devil roars the sky, and the bull fights angrily...... The real Mighty Bull Demon Fist was opened, and Fang Yun's bones all over his body crackled, and his muscles bulged into small meat buns, and the skin membrane seemed to be beating constantly.

Thick white gas erupted from his mouth and nose, like a strong ox breathing, Fang Yun sank into the artistic conception of the bull demon, and wholeheartedly entered the selfless cultivation, among the bones, in the muscles, the energy of the hidden dragon reagent kept turning into a trickle, pouring into Fang Yun's dantian, constantly strengthening Fang Yun's internal force.

The fist is open, one move after another, and it is extremely coherent.

Fang Yun sensed the growing internal strength, and a surprise surged in his heart, this reagent was really effective, equivalent to the low-level spiritual liquid of the Great Xia Age, and it was in vain that he did everything possible to participate in the Hidden Dragon Project.

I just don't know what the side effects of the reagent will be.

After the strong bull demon punch was finished, the hot blood in the body was still boiling, the body was hot as a fever, the surface of the skin began to redden, and waves of power, from the inside to the inside, kept rushing, and needed to find a place to vent, as if he had become a balloon and was constantly inflating, and there was a feeling that he might be blown up by the huge air pressure at any time.

Fang Yun immediately judged in his heart that this situation meant that the medicinal power of the Qianlong Reagent was too violent, and it needed to be vented or quickly transformed, and once there was too much stasis in the body, it was not sure that he would really be blown up.

Not daring to slack off, Fang Yun pulled out the Mighty Bull Demon Fist again, driven by the fist technique, Fang Yun suddenly felt relaxed, and the feeling of surging on his body suddenly disappeared.

The huge medicinal power turned into a trickle, from the limbs and hundreds of remains, to the dantian, becoming his own internal force.

In other words, as long as the Mighty Bull Demon Fist is driven, the surging medicinal power of the diluted potion will not cause much damage to Fang Yun at all.

Sinking into the artistic conception of the Bull Demon, Fang Yun began to punch wholeheartedly, and when he hit it for the fifth time, the problem came.

Driving the Mighty Bull Demon Fist requires internal force as an introduction, when punching, the consumption of internal force is very large, with Fang Yun's current internal strength, the fifth time the Mighty Bull Demon Fist, a little impressable, under normal circumstances, Fang Yun may have to take other methods to deal with the medicinal power that has not been completely dissipated.

At this time, the mark on his wrist lived up to his expectations, gushing out an extremely pure internal breath current, supporting Fang Yun to continue punching.

The tiger was full of wind, Fang Yun had played the Mighty Bull Demon Fist eight times, and only then did he completely exhaust the medicinal power of the dilution and gradually calm down in his body.

It can be said that at this stage, in the entire Wild Wolf Camp, only he may be able to quickly digest the dilution without damage, because, even if he is himself, without the help of the imprint, it is difficult to drive the Mighty Bull Demon Fist to digest the medicinal power eight times in a row.

After eight punches, Fang Yun was sweating like pulp, and his whole body was steaming.

The medicinal power was completely exhausted, and there was no more strange energy surging, Fang Yun's heart was relieved, his hands were on his chest, and he slowly pressed down to the dantian, and began to collect his strength, at this time, the center of his eyebrows suddenly shook violently a few times, as if there was a dazzling light, shining into his mind, and all kinds of illusions appeared at the same time.

Fang Yun seemed to be in a nightmare, surrounded by monsters, roaring fiercely, rushing towards him, wanting to tear his will, his ears kept buzzing.

Fang Yun's face suddenly appeared with a solemn expression, and he squatted on the ground with his eyes closed, his body trembling slightly.

If he didn't have the experience of his previous life, the sudden change in the final dilution reagent might make Fang Yun tremble, and he would never dare to try this strange reagent easily.

But now, Fang Yun, who closed his eyes and resisted the huge change in his mind, felt a burst of indescribable surprise in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Qianlong reagent will be a composite reagent, and its huge medicinal power can not only improve the internal strength of the experimenter, but also stimulate the will of the experimenter, and promote the magical evolution of the experimenter.

Perceiving the use of the dilution, Fang Yun immediately understood why the Qianlong reagent had such a high mortality rate, which made people change their complexion.

Evolution is a concept that was only put forward after the Great Xia Period, and even the military, it was only ten years after the Great Xia Period that some special cultivation techniques that could help cultivators evolve were obtained from the ancient inheritance.

Before the Great Xia Era, this thing definitely hadn't appeared, that is to say, the tester who took the Qianlong reagent could only resist the final impact of the reagent on willpower, so that once he failed to withstand it, he would immediately have a mental breakdown, and if he didn't do it, he would directly become an idiot.

Standing concentrating, Fang Yun chose to resist hard, firmly guarding his will, and facing waves of fantasy impacts, unmoved.

Five minutes later, the dilution was completely digested, Fang Yun let out a long roar in his mouth, opened his eyes, his divine light shimmered, his spirit was high, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

The hidden dragon reagent, the poison that others fear like a tiger, will surely become the real foundation of its rapid rise.