Hu Qing was so happy that he ignored the numbness all over his body. He took out an ice seal and threw it down to freeze the area to prevent mud and water from flowing across it. He took out his heavy sword and poked the ground because he couldn't see the true appearance of the thing clearly.
Stab it on it, causing electric current to flow wildly, so that her bones will become brittle.
A dark brown patch was exposed under the sword. Every time the electric current surged out, the brown lines lit up, revealing a white light that blinded the eyes.
Hu Qing couldn't help but stop, rub her eyes, and wipe the mud from her face. She just lacked a protective shield for welding.
Tears streamed down my face, completely out of my control.
Hu Huahua stayed far away: "Mom, monsters are afraid of thunder, so do your best."
Hu Qing:...dog son.
"Are you afraid too?"
Hu Huahua wrinkled her nose: "I don't like it anyway." It would be too shameless to say that she was afraid.
Hu Qing suddenly thought of something: "Give me your balls."
Ah? Hu Huahua was stunned for a moment, put the egg out, hugged it gently, and rubbed it with both hands.
"The three of us were struck by lightning once before. Afterwards, I saw that the color of my balls had become darker, and I thought it might be absorbing electricity. Sure enough, this little thing is finally useful." I felt the hair roots on my head soften.
Hu Qing happily touched the eggshell: "Do you know what it is?"
"What is it?" Hu Huahua waited for Hu Qing to explain.
Hu Qing Heixian: "You don't even know?"
Hu Huahua said: "It hasn't hatched yet. How do I know what it is?"
Hu Qing: "..."
Hu Huahua added: "I'm still a baby." It's impossible to know everything. It's a small grievance.
Hu Qing thought to himself, you are no longer a baby, you already know how to be mean. Alas, children are angels when they are young, but when they grow up, they become devils and little monsters.
After discharging the electricity on his body, Hu Qing threw the eggs to Hu Huahua and continued digging. As he was digging, he inadvertently turned his head and almost stared out his eyes. He saw Hu Huahua raising his little paw and making a wind blade, and his eggs were spinning.
Flying out, Huolingman not far away jumped up and kicked, and the egg flew back spinning. Huhuahua waved his little paw, and another wind blade hit him back. Huolingman kicked back again, and the cycle
Back and forth.
Tsk, what evil did Dandan do in his last life?
Dandan: It’s very fun.
Hu Qing dug and dug, and found that this thing was really huge, beyond the range of an ice sealing talisman, so he had to use another one, dig, dig, dig, when the electricity was too strong, he held the egg slowly, and the egg absorbed it.
There is still no change in the current.
Hu Qing joked: "It seems that you don't care about this little electricity. God has to strike you with lightning to eat enough."
Throwing the egg to Hu Huahua, Hu Qing breathed into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and God bless, it came out big. His spiritual power was input into the heavy sword, and he inserted it into the frozen and hard muddy water to pry it.
As the construction progressed day by day, the thunder-type material buried in the muddy water finally revealed its true appearance. It was indeed a plant, but I couldn’t tell whether it was a vine or a tree. Because the plant did not grow vertically, but snaked horizontally.
It is long, and although the outer skin is rough and dull, you can easily feel the vitality of the plants inside. And when the heavy sword hits it, the outer skin is not damaged at all, and the sound of gold and jade can be heard. This is really strange.
Hu Qing dug bit by bit, spending dozens of ice sealing talismans, and it took more than ten days to dig out the material. When he dug it out and saw its true appearance, he was deeply shocked. It was either a vine or a tree.
It's clearly a dragon.
A dragon that hovers for more than ten meters and stretches out may be thirty meters long!
Silk cloth spoke sourly: "I'm so lucky, I was born with a dragon-shaped thunderwood."
Hu Qing gasped and looked at the faucet with closed eyes at a loss.
Hu Huahua: "Mom, this thing looks like a dragon, not a monster, nor a monster."
Huhuahua's knowledge field is limited to animals, and she knows nothing about plants.
Hu Qing looked at a loss: "Mom may have done something bad."
What?
"Look at this dragon. It hasn't opened its eyes yet. It doesn't seem to have grown up. Maybe my mother dug it up too early."
Hu Huahua was at a loss. She has grown up like this and she hasn't grown up yet? What does it look like when she grows up?
Hu Qing: "It will be bigger when it grows up, and it will have dragon horns, dragon beards, dragon scales, and dragon claws. Look at it now. The dragon horns are not long, the dragon beards are short, and the dragon claws are just a few bags.
Dragon scales—where are there dragon scales? This is tree bark.”
If it had grown scales, she would have discovered what they were.
Hu Qing was filled with annoyance and guilt. Did he interrupt the birth of a great dragon?
Silk cloth said that she thought too highly of herself: "The laws of heaven and earth exist. Even dragons with ancestors who have true dragon blood cannot become true dragons. Do you think a piece of wood can become a dragon? It can't even become a spirit body."
Hu Qing: "They all look like this. Once they open their eyes, they are alive."
Silk cloth lightly sneered: "If it were in the fairy world, it would absorb spiritual energy for tens of thousands of years, and it would not be able to truly understand the laws and become a spirit. In this lower world, no matter how lifelike it looks, it would only be like this. You only look at the skin on its body, but it looks like a dragon.
The shape of the scales? It is said that the dragon scales should grow first."
Hu Qing was silent for a moment: "I feel like you said that just to comfort me."
Silk cloth choked: "I do it for your own good. But I am telling the truth. The laws of the lower world are crude. It is not that simple to change from dead to living, especially to dragon. Unless there is a big chance, such as being stained with the blood of a real dragon.
Or the blood of immortals, then the way of heaven will be open to you."
Okay, this opportunity is too difficult. Where did the real dragons and immortals come from in the lower world?
Hu Qing stepped forward, spiritual power flowed into the palm of his hand, and streams of clear water flowed out. Even the monks can use the basic five-element spells.
She wanted to clean the thunderwood before putting it away, but something unexpected happened. Just when she was crossing the dragon's back, the always gloomy sky suddenly struck by lightning.
Hu Qing was stunned. The thunder was so powerful that she didn't know whether it was her or Lei Mu who was targeted by the thunder.
She wanted to turn over, but her body was numb from the electricity, her hands and feet could not move, and the spiritual power in her Dantian surged out crazily.
The second thunder struck immediately, Hu Qing shivered for a while, half of his hair was on fire, and green smoke curled up all over his body.
Next to her, Hu Huahua closed her chin and silently stepped back. With a wave of her little paw, Dandan flew over and landed right in Hu Qing's arms.
The third thunder struck, and the bright colors on Dandan's body were extremely dazzling in the bright white lightning.
Silk cloth: "It's time to train your body. What are you doing standing still? What a great opportunity. Thunder and lightning are the best way to train your body."
Hu Qing said it hurt, and I wanted to hide in the dragon's belly. But the thunder was so powerful that she couldn't even feel her body. She could only rely on her will and imagination to activate the body refining technique and the golden fire secret technique.
And the Spring God Jue runs.
Anyway, one is chasing, and three are also chasing.
She also released all her consciousness and went up to the sky to find the source of the thunder.
Joy in suffering: "If you have any thunder skills, please teach them to me. Idleness is also idleness."
When the silk cloth is drawn, you are still idle. There is no one busier than you.
