Chapter 381 Golden Armor

Qin Shaochen quickly performed the technique to protect his heart meridian, and the restlessness in his heart gradually subsided.

"Huh!"

Qin Shaochen exhaled a long breath.

But he only saw that the breath he exhaled condensed into a white gas and rushed out more than two feet away.

Seeing that scene, Qin Shaochen was confused for a while.

What was going on?

Could it be exhaling?

As far as he knew, only some ferocious monsters knew how to exhale.

Moreover, they were all the innate magical powers of the monster race.

But I have never heard of anyone exhaling.

Qin Shaochen was full of wonders and couldn't help but take a long breath and exhale.

Sure enough, another white gas gushed out of his mouth, extending straight to more than two feet away.

"Practicing this Divine Dragon Nine Transformations is really a series of strange things."

He shook his head, feeling confused.

However, he didn't want to think too much about that little thing.

Seeing that the dragon blood had been completely integrated into the golden dragon claw, he took out the storage bag with his other hand.

He threw out another big black stone.

He didn't know how much dragon blood he needed to integrate to reach 30%.

For now, the only way was to melt all the big black stones he got and integrate them all into his blood.

Maybe this would reach 30%.

After that, he dared to practice the second level of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon.

"I hope that after integration, I can meet the requirements."

"Otherwise, when practicing the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, burning up is no joke."

Thinking of this, Qin Shaochen no longer hesitated and stretched the golden claw towards the big black stone.

Breaking through the stone, he began another blood melting...!

***

The Ninth Prince, Gu Yifan and others were a little impatient at the entrance of the valley.

Qin Shaochen had been in there for two days and two nights, but there was still no news.

And those array plates had long been gone.

Maybe the distance was too far and out of range, or maybe there was something special in the Sanyin Valley, which made the array disk lose its detection function.

Life or death unknown!

Two people from the Puppet Sect were already persuading the Ninth Prince to leave.

There was no point in waiting.

If Qin Shaochen was still alive, he could naturally use the array disk to find them after he came out.

If he had unfortunately fallen, then everything would be over!

It would be better to look somewhere else to see if he could find some ancient treasures.

It would be better than just guarding here.

But the Ninth Prince refused.

He also had his reasons.

Whether Qin Shaochen could survive and whether he had any gains was one thing.

There was another thing that the Ninth Prince cared about.

That was the whereabouts of the Third Prince and the Sixth Prince.

Those two competitors had not come out either.

If those two guys died in the Sanyin Valley, then what did he need to find treasures for.

As long as he got out safely, he would be the final winner.

He would definitely become the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.

Even, whether Qin Shaochen came out or not was not that important.

As long as the Third Prince and the Sixth Prince died in there, it would be better than getting any treasure.

Therefore, the Ninth Prince had no intention to do anything else.

He just wanted to wait for a result in peace.

While thinking, he suddenly saw a green light flying out from the sky above the valley entrance.

As soon as he left the valley entrance, the green light dispersed, and a figure fell from the sky.

The man was obviously prepared. Although he fell from a height of dozens of feet, he still stood steadily on the ground.

"It's him!"

Gu Yifan's eyes lit up.

The man was the middle-aged martial artist who had instructed them to avoid the Yin wind before.

"I'll go and ask about the situation."

Qin Shaochen entered the Sanyin Valley just to accompany that person.

The person probably knew some news about Qin Shaochen.

After the man fell, he shook his head in annoyance and prepared to leave.

Gu Yifan hurried over.

After talking to the other party for a few words, Gu Yifan walked back with a frustrated look on his face.

"Your Highness, that person said that he did meet Brother Qin..."

Gu Yifan's voice was filled with sadness.

"However, Brother Qin accidentally offended a great spiritualist in the valley, and the result may be..."

"What?"

The Ninth Prince was surprised.

"Offended a great spiritualist?"

"How can a great spiritualist be offended casually!"

When the Ninth Prince said this, he stamped his feet repeatedly, with a look of regret on his face.

It seems that the hope of obtaining treasures from the Sanyin Valley has been shattered.

"Brother Qin...most likely won't get out!"

Everyone was silent.

Of course, they recognized the judgment of the Ninth Prince.

He was so foolish that he became an enemy of a great spiritualist. I'm afraid that this time...,

he is really doomed!

***

It took Qin Shaochen five hours to integrate the dragon blood transformed from five large black stones into his own blood.

The body was also constantly changing.

There were more small scales under the skin, and the size was also larger.

What's even more amazing is that the dragon claw has also become a little bigger.

When crushing the black stone, you can feel the terrifying power of the dragon clan.

The big black stone, which is as hard as iron, is broken with one grasp.

Effortlessly.

"This claw is simply stronger than any martial arts!"

Qin Shaochen was a little emotional.

There is no big black stone around.

"Even if you want to increase the proportion, there is no way now."

"Try it first!"

"If it doesn't work, stop and get a few more big black stones."

Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated.

He began to practice according to the method on the stone tablet.

He was originally worried that there would be setbacks in the practice process due to the lack of dragon blood in his body.

Unexpectedly, the practice went smoothly.

After a while, all the tendons in his body were opened.

He felt that there were a lot more scales under his skin.

The skin on his arm continued to crack.

After he ran three cycles, the skin on his entire right arm had cracked.

The small golden scales were revealed one after another.

As soon as it came into contact with the outside air, it immediately grew larger.

As a result, Qin Shaochen's arm became more than twice as thick.

It looked strong and powerful, extremely strong.

However, Qin Shaochen was not satisfied with this big golden arm at all.

After taking a few glances, he began to reverse the method.

According to the stone tablet, the forward method is in the shape of a dragon.

The reverse method is in the shape of a human.

Sure enough, the small golden scales quickly shrank and retracted into the flesh and blood.

Gradually disappeared.

The skin on the arm soon healed up and recovered to a normal arm.

However, the torn sleeve could never be restored to its original state.

"It's good that it can be restored!"

Qin Shaochen was overjoyed and finally put his worries aside.

"In the future, I may have to buy a robe."

The master once told him that in the world of cultivation, there are almost all kinds of spiritual tools.

Even the clothes worn on the body are made into spiritual tools.

That kind of spiritual tool is called a robe.

Not only can it be large or small, it is spotless, and it also has certain defensive functions.

However, the price is frighteningly high.

Converted into silver, it is enough to buy tens of thousands of robes.

At that time, Qin Shaochen was still sighing.

It seems a bit exaggerated to use the money that can buy tens of thousands of clothes to buy a robe, wear it every day, and not change it for decades!

Now it seems that because of this arm, he will have to get such a piece of clothing to wear in the future.

At the same time, there is a little worry.

It seems that practicing this Nine Changes of the Divine Dragon will gradually turn some parts of his body into dragon shape.

The arms and the like don't matter.

Let it change, as long as it can turn back to human form after the exercise.

But the head... it shouldn't change, right?

He couldn't accept the thought of his head turning into a ferocious and domineering dragon head.

"I hope this nine transformations of the dragon won't be so exaggerated."

"If I find that my head is going to change, or grow a tail, I will stop immediately."

"I must not turn myself into a demon because of my practice."