God level funny comparison system

Chapter 954: Dog on Dog

After getting a bucket of water, Zhang Long accompanied Huo Lingyu in the same way, and stripped himself naked into the bucket.

Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhang Long began to practice.

Soon, there was a sound of wind in the room, and the sound of the wind became louder and louder. In the end, it even formed a humming sound, and the void was covered with dense milky white energy of heaven and earth, rushing madly towards Zhang Long's body.

And the dark blue liquid in the bucket is becoming clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blue medicinal power in it is continuously absorbed by Zhang Long's body.

The slightly bronze-colored body has long since faded away from the youthful thinness of the past, but is a kind of uniform leanness. The skin is as smooth as gold and copper, and there are smooth muscle lines. It is not exaggerated, but it is definitely not thin. With just one glance, you can feel the powerful power implied in those lines.

Under the internal and external attack of the Fire Spirit Bath and the Immortal Golden Body, even the current flesh, there is a layer of blue-gray on the flesh and blood, as if a layer of flesh and blood is about to fade away, and this layer of blue-gray is again in the body. Under the infiltration of heaven and earth energy and blue medicinal power, it is constantly repaired and presented, and so on.

With the current strength of Zhang Long's Immortal Golden Body, even with the addition of the Fire Spiritual Bath, Zhang Long would not be able to reappear the bruised and bruised phenomenon of the past. Refining his already strong flesh and blood made him even more powerful.

Zhang Long's face was calm, he had long been used to this kind of bone-eating pain.

He has long been familiar with the truth that he can only be a master if he suffers from hardships.

The Immortal Golden Body has a total of nine layers, and Zhang Long's current physical strength is only about four layers, but these four layers are already strong enough, and it is not comparable to ordinary body refiners.

While cultivating the Immortal Golden Body, Zhang Long is also cultivating the Art of Returning One Qi to Dust at the same time. After the rich white energy enters the body, it is tempered by the god-level meridian network at the time of destruction. A trace of red liquid energy was subsumed into the dantian.

When the blue liquid in the entire wooden barrel turned into clear water again, dozens of red liquid energy gathered in Zhang Long's dantian again, and its concentration had gathered into a small red cloud, which was approaching the congenital stage The pinnacle of cultivation.

It was just noon outside, Zhang Long opened his eyes when the outer disciple shouted loudly for dinner.

The dazzling golden light covering his body slowly sank into his body, but a touch of burning blood red flashed across his star-like eyes.

In just a few hours of practice, Zhang Long ate four warm spirit pills in a row, which is definitely not comparable to the dead man next door. Eating two warm spirit pills last night is already the limit of death. His speed is much higher than that of ordinary people, but he always thinks that he is a mortal spirit, so he doesn't feel how fast his cultivation is.

Zhang Long checked his dantian, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next time he practiced, he might be able to enter the acquired stage.

"Wow woof!" At this moment, Wangcai lying on the bed uttered two characteristic calls. Zhang Long looked up and saw the little guy wagging his tail vigorously, lolling his tongue, looking longingly at him. Looking at Zhang Long, he almost said to Zhang Long, "Master, I'm hungry!"

"Hey." Looking at Wangcai, Zhang Long suddenly smiled, and Wangcai was so frightened that he shrank back at the foot of the bed.

"Are you hungry?" Coming out of the barrel, Zhang Long just had a thought, and the moisture on his body evaporated automatically, then he put on his clothes and came to the bed.

Taking out a crystal clear spar, Zhang Long stretched out his hand and smiled at Wangcai: "You are hungry, come, have a snack."

"Gudong." Wangcai swallowed, looked at Zhang Long's sinister smile, and then at the spar in Zhang Long's hand. After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of food, and wagged his tail. Bianer walked over.

"Your sister, let you run again!" Zhang Long stared suddenly, the spar in his hand flashed away, but the big hand turned over and grabbed Wangcai's ear that was hanging on his head.

"Hmm..." Wangcai widened his eyes, and let out a long cry of panic.

Zhang Long raised his hand and touched his nose, and came to the bucket with an evil smile. Then, regardless of Wangcai's desperate struggle, he made the water in the bucket into a dark blue fire spirit bath again, and then threw Wangcai went in.

"Woof..." His body fell into a piece of dark blue liquid, and Wangcai's eyes were about to fall out, and he began to scream instinctively, wanting to jump out of the barrel crazily.

Zhang Long fanned the jumping Wangcai back into the water one by one, and said with an evil smile: "Don't be afraid, the bitterness is the hardest, so you can eat the dog, come on, eat two more." Try a panacea."

As he said that, Zhang Long opened Wangcai's mouth again, and threw two warm spirit pills in together.

"If you get sick again, you will be cut off from food!" Seeing Wangcai still thrashing, Zhang Long shouted angrily.

Wangcai stopped jumping all of a sudden, and floated on the water in a dog-throwing style, looking at Zhang Long with teary eyes, and raised his little paw to touch the tears from time to time.

"That's right, you see how old people are until they die lowly, don't they also soak in the fire spirit bath, it may hurt a little, but I said, only when you suffer bitterly can you become... a dog like a dog!" Zhang Long He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Roar..." As soon as Zhang Long finished speaking, Wangcai's expression suddenly changed. The blue liquid began to corrode its flesh, causing it to open its mouth and let out a roar.

"My mother!" Zhang Long looked intently, his mouth opened wide in shock at the scene in front of him.

In the wooden barrel, the dark blue liquid frantically surged towards Wangcai's body, and on his black and white body, the spar automatically glowed with two kinds of light, gold and black. Like smoke, exuding a cold and dead air.

Wangcai seemed to feel the pain of this fire spirit bath corroding him, and his cute face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he didn't show the panic that he should have because of the pain, but a kind of anger, a kind of desire to destroy this kind of Nameless wrath of pain.

"Roar..." It let out that fierce roar again, like a dragon and a tiger, with extreme threats, as if something powerful and terrifying is about to burst out of that small body.

As it roared, the black and gold light on the small body suddenly became brighter, and the submerged body was automatically suspended, and it just stepped on the water with four paws, as if standing on the ground easy.

The four claws protruded out sharp nails amidst a few groaning sounds. The nails were very short, less than an inch, but the five nails of each claw were conical, extremely smooth, and had sharp tips.

What's even more frightening is that the nails on the white claws are pure gold, while the black claws have silver-gray nails similar to Mie Ling.

Its two eyes also changed, and circles of black and white concentric circles appeared, scanning the water surface around it, and roaring angrily endlessly.

"Roar... bang!" Suddenly, after looking around for a week, Wangcai seemed to realize that the liquid was hurting his body. He roared again, and the hair all over his body suddenly stood upside down. Immediately, he raised a paw and slammed Shot down on the water.

With a muffled bang, Wangcai's upside-down hairs exploded suddenly, and each hair became extremely sharp. The white hairs glowed with golden light, and the black hairs turned silver-gray. In an instant, it was made of metal, and then all the hairs, like a prickly prickly pear, broke away from Wangcai's body and scattered in all directions.

"Boom!"

The wooden barrel was broken, and the dark blue liquid in it splashed everywhere, and the hair passed through the wood chips and water, and settled on the surrounding stone walls one by one. The fine hairs are nailed to a palm-length depth.

The whole house shook violently.

Zhang Long was completely stunned. A few hairs were nailed to his body, but his immortal golden body was not nailed into the flesh and blood by the hairs, but the power of the hairs actually attracted Zhang Long's immortal body. The energy of the golden body clearly floated a piece of golden light where the hair was nailed.

"Your mother's." Zhang Long lowered his head slowly, staring at Wangcai who had fallen on the ground, his whole body was bare, dumbfounded.

Zhang Long felt the power of the hair just now clearly. Its power is enough to destroy a master of the postnatal stage. This is also under the condition of defense. If there is no defense, the master of the psychic stage will probably be pierced by the bursting hair. If you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

"Gudong." Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Long took a deep breath, and looked at Wangcai with a hint of panic in his eyes, "Wangcai, I don't care about your future cultivation, you are already a fucking dog!"

"Well..." Wangcai shook his hairless tail and looked at Zhang Long with a face of self-reproach, as if he was afraid that Zhang Long would punish him for hurting Zhang Long.

"Hehe, you want to eat, right? You can eat as much as you want in the future." Swallowing, Zhang Long hurriedly threw a bag of crystals, and walked out of the house as soon as he started. He really didn't want to stay with this little pervert.

"Shua!" Just as Zhang Long walked to the door, Wangcai ran to the bed with the bag in his mouth, but when it started, all the hairs that had not penetrated into the real wall around it burst out one by one. It came out, as if attracted by some kind of strange suction, and finally landed on Wangcai's body with a burst of swishing sound, just like a feather duster, Wangcai turned into a fluffy black and white pair in the blink of an eye. If you hadn't seen the color soil dog with your own eyes, you wouldn't have guessed that its fluffy black and white hair would have that kind of power.

"Dogs go to dogs, dogs on the cliff go to dogs!" Zhang Long stood at the door in horror and looked at Wangcai who was tearing at the bag. In addition to horror, there was deep excitement in his eyes.