Extreme martial arts

Chapter 167 Dangerous situation
Qin Ming's screams echoed in the stone pagoda, and Li Tu, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but twitch his face.

In the big vat, the blue and cold medicinal liquid was tumbling like boiling water emitting a lot of white gas. Surrounded by clouds and mist, Qin Ming only showed his head in the vat, and his skin was reddened by the high temperature.

If it was just high temperature, Qin Ming wouldn't care about it with his current physical strength, but the real pain point of this vat of medicinal liquid is not high temperature.

In the tank, Qin Ming only felt that every time he took a breath, it was as if thousands of sharp knives entered his nostrils, and then strangled all the way into his lungs. The severe pain was steamed by the heat, and it was directly magnified a hundred times. He couldn't help twitching.

The ferocious medicinal liquid crazily drilled towards the inside of Qin Ming's body, each pore was enlarged in an instant, and the stinging pain came together, Qin Ming's teeth chattered in pain, and sharp pain rushed straight to his brain .

"Hold it, you can't help it just after soaking in the medicinal liquid, then you can't just die from the pain when you engrave the pattern?" Kuishan old patriarch shouted from the side with a serious face.

Wu Tu, who was stirring the liquid medicine, said disdainfully, "I can't stand this bit of pain, and I still want to be strong? What a joke!"

Qin Ming, who was trembling in the tank, heard Kui Shan Wutu's words, immediately became bloody, his eyes widened, his muscles tensed up, he stopped trembling, and he gritted his teeth, but he was stunned. There was no more cry, just like a stone statue, sitting motionless in the tank with firm eyes.

Xiaohuo was lying on the side of the vat, and the heat from the medicinal liquid in the vat made him feel very comfortable, so it temporarily forgot what Kuishan said earlier that he was going to bleed it.

While the little fire dragon was lying on the edge of the tank to enjoy, a black shadow grabbed his head, and Xiaohuo gave a warning sign. With a roar, the flames on his body were about to run away, but he was shocked to find that the space around him had already collapsed. blocked.

"Let you get some blood, why run like this?" Wu Tu grabbed Xiao Huo with his right hand, and said, he is really the only one in the back Tubu who can catch Xiao Huo so easily.

Even Kuishan, who is the Martial Emperor, couldn't reach out and grab Xiaohuo like this, because the Martial Emperor's powerhouse can't block the space.

Xiaohuo is like a fiery red snake, the flame is bubbling, but it can't reach Wutu, Wutu's right hand seems to be covered with a film, blocking the flame, and no matter how little fire struggles, it can't reach Wutu. Get rid of Wu Tu's right hand like iron pincers.

"Wow..." Xiao Huo, who knew he was doomed today, let out a mournful and angry roar, drooping his head, as if waiting to be stabbed.

Seeing that Xiao Huo was no longer struggling, Wu Tu smiled slightly, stretched out the sword finger of his left hand, and lightly tapped on Xiao Huolong's body.

The dragon's body, which was originally hard enough to be shaken by a soul soldier, was like thin paper when Wu Tu's sword pointed at it, and a hole was easily broken, blood gushing.

Amid Xiaohuo's deep and miserable screams, the dragon's blood dripped into the medicinal liquid.

Boom!

The medicinal liquid suddenly changed dramatically, with a roar, a thick white smoke rushed up, making the entire first floor of the stone pagoda smoky.

Immediately afterwards, a frightening heat radiated from the liquid medicine. In an instant, the temperature inside the stone tower rose by more than ten degrees, and the entire inside of the stone tower was reflected in a glowing red world.

At the moment when the dragon's blood dripped in, Qin Ming only felt the pain soar a hundred times in an instant. Even if he forced himself to bear the pain, he couldn't help frowning, his lips parted and he took a deep breath.

Boom... boom... boom...

The medicinal liquid, which was originally like boiling water, started to spin after the dragon's blood dripped into it. With Qin Ming at the center, a green and red vortex was formed, and the heat soared wildly.

After sparing the dragon's blood, Wu Tu retreated with a small fire, trying to stand together with Kuishan. Now is the time for the medicinal liquid to temper his body. The more thorough the tempering, the greater the chance of success in engraving the pattern , This is a level that must be passed. Only after passing this level can the body be filled with medicinal power, and the patterns can be displayed smoothly later.

"Tsk tsk, I can't bear to look at it. It wasn't so painful when we engraved the pattern back then." Li Tu said, unable to bear to look directly at the side.

Kuishan said: "Of course, everyone in the clan engraved the pattern when they were young. The younger the person, the less impurities in the body, so there is no need to use strong medicine to wash the tendons and marrow to remove impurities, and the pattern can be directly engraved. The pain is naturally less. As a person grows older, eating whole grains and drinking spring water to cultivate the body, more and more impurities accumulate in the body. Although it does not affect the cultivation too much, it is very demanding on the body. However, the inscription has a great influence, Qin Ming is 20 years old this year, and the impurities in his body have reached a certain level, and it is impossible to wash away the blockage of impurities without using strong medicine."

After listening to Grandpa's explanation, he tried to look more sympathetically at Qin Ming whose facial features were already distorted in pain, buddy, if you didn't come earlier, Dodo will engrave the pattern, come now, it's your fault.

Xiaohuo is suspended in the air, the flames on his body are surging, the wound opened by Wutu has healed, but it is obviously very afraid of Wutu, even if it is suspended in the air, it is far away from Wutu, so keep yourself close to the tower gate and be on guard at all times Wu Tu shot again suddenly, and was always ready to escape.

Qin Ming was sitting in the vat, the vortex of the liquid medicine wrapped him tightly, he could already see his chest, he could clearly see the strong firepower hitting his body fiercely like steel knives, killing him. His body was as red as steel.

Under the urging of dragon blood, the pungent and ferocious medicinal liquid became even more ferocious, like a ferocious beast, ravaging Qin Ming's body.

At this moment, Qin Ming felt that he was suffering from the feeling of being hacked into pieces at any time, and it was the kind of extremely small knife that divided his skin, muscles, bones and nerves one by one, and his nerves were so painful that they were fierce. Trembling, bursts of blankness in the mind, and dizziness swept over at any time.

"I'm afraid this liquid medicine is the only one among the seven ancient survivors." Kui Shan sighed.

In the past, when the clansmen engraved patterns, the medicinal liquid soaked in it was made from the blood of monsters in the mountains and other elixir materials, and the grade was not too high.

However, Qin Ming's liquid medicine today has the best elixir ingredients in this cave, plus the flesh and blood of ancient alien gods and demon apes and the blood of real dragons that can be called gods and beasts.

Just the flesh and blood of the god demon ape and the blood of the real dragon, in the past, it was not what the ancient survivors dared to expect when engraving patterns.

The flesh and blood of the sixth-level god demon ape, and the blood of the fifth-level real dragon, urged this jar of medicinal liquid to the highest level, and the huge medicinal power hit Qin Ming's body like a tide.

As the medicinal liquid scoured his body, Qin Ming clearly felt that a little liquid inside his body was slowly flowing out of his body through the pores. He could be sure that it was not blood, but impurities accumulated in his body, because as the liquid was discharged, he obviously Feeling light all over!
Boom... boom... boom...

The medicinal liquid in the jar was spinning wildly, but Qin Ming was sitting in the center of the vortex motionless, his eyes were closed tightly at this moment, and he concentrated his consciousness to resist the severe pain thoroughly, so that the pain could be slightly weakened.

In addition to the taste of the liquid medicine, the terrifying firepower contained in Xiaohuo's blood made him even more uncomfortable. His body was suffering from the pain of being cut into pieces at any time, and he also had to bear the pain of being scorched by flames at any time. He only felt , the blood in the body was boiled, and the breath that he spit out became a puff of hot air.

Even though the pain penetrated to the marrow and soul, Qin Ming still banned the medicine and tried not to let out a cry. As Wu Tu said, this pain is unbearable, so why go against the sky to cultivate?

As time passed, an hour passed, and the temperature inside the stone pagoda had risen to an extremely terrifying level. Even if he tried hard, he was still a big man with a head full of scorching, and he kept wiping his sweat with his hands.

Everything in the stone pagoda was scorched and scorched, and it could make a sizzling sound to the touch.

"Wutu, guess how many patterns will appear if Qin Ming succeeds in inscribing the pattern this time?" Kuishan waited at the side and couldn't help asking.

Wu Tu shook his head, and said: "Not sure, I really can't see through this kid, he is obviously a cultivator of Yuanli, but his physical body is beyond the strength of the same level, and his combat power in the last battle is like a killer. Like a god, it's really hard for me to judge his potential."

Kui Shan also nodded, agreeing: "I feel the same way as you. Kid Qin Ming is like a deep spring. You can't see his bottom. You obviously thought you saw it, but the next moment he used the method It will exceed the limit you think, making it elusive, but in my opinion, there must be at least four patterns that this kid can evolve."

"I also think that his current strength is equal to or even surpasses that of Litu. The inscription of patterns is only to improve his own cultivation speed. From this point of view, it is most normal to evolve four patterns." Wu Tu said .

boom!
Suddenly, there was a roar from the vat filled with medicinal liquid, and tiny liquid medicinal liquid spewed out of the vat like spring water, a vast force instantly swept all directions, and cracks appeared in the nearby urn instantly.

When it was about to explode, Wu Tu blocked the space with a wave of his hand, and immediately made a move with his right hand, and a black writing brush appeared in his hand out of thin air. It's time to inscribe patterns!
"Qin Ming, you must persevere, success or failure depends on one move." Trying to clenched his fists, he said nervously, while Kui Shan's eyes on the side also cheered and encouraged Qin Ming.

"Come on." Qin Ming roared, gathering all the pain that had been accumulated in his body for more than an hour and shouted in one sound.

Wu Tu held a black writing brush in his hand. The pattern on his body was prominent, and the four colors shone with brilliance, covering the black writing brush. He walked up to Qin Ming in a few steps. Become extremely hard, like a slender sword.

"Hey." Wu Tu yelled loudly, his right hand thundered, and the pen tip pierced into the middle of Qin Ming's chest with a puff.

"Hmm..." Qin Ming felt an indescribable pain piercing his body, as if piercing his body, and then his body seemed to be summoned, and waves of power began to swim in his body.

"Open." Wu Tu's eyes flashed, and he turned the brush in his right hand. The tip of the brush, which was as sharp as a sword, blossomed like a lotus flower. In Qin Ming's body, strands of black power emanated from the tip of the brush. Immediately afterwards, Qin Ming's own power swam out one after another, connecting with the black power released by the brush.

At this moment, the naked eye can see the black lines under Qin Ming's skin swimming like spirit snakes, constantly filling his whole body, covering Qin Ming's body intricately, but Qin Ming's whole body is shaking violently, breathing becomes heavy, he just It feels like when the black lines appear to swim away, the body is like being pulled by thousands of horses and horses. The kind that reaches the limit but cannot break, and has been maintained at the point of breaking. The pain is worse than before. A thousand times more intense.

Soon, blood oozed from his skin, and he became a blood man, with blood flowing from his nose, eyes, ears, and mouth. He lost consciousness continuously and recovered with strong willpower.

"Wutu, stop quickly, if you continue, Kid Qin will die of pain." Kui Shan saw that Qin Ming's eyes had lost focus, and if he was struck by lightning, the most feared thing for the engraved pattern would be to lose consciousness. It's exhausted.

(End of this chapter)