Chatper 1116 (2/2)

He took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy upper body, and at the same time, a small embroidery needle appeared in his hand at some point.

Of course, this is not an ordinary embroidery needle, but an ancient needle-like treasure found in a dead ghost storage ring, which can easily penetrate the body of a warrior.

"Although this needle is strong, it can hardly hurt me. It seems that I have to withdraw my defense. Otherwise, if I go down with one needle, even my flesh will not be broken, so what about seal carving inscriptions?"

Sometimes being too physically strong is not necessarily a good thing. For example, Yang Xuan's seal carving of the inscription on the Tyrant Body is ten times more difficult than some weak people.

"No pain No gain."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, and without a moment's hesitation, he held the ancient needle and stabbed the collarbone on top of his chest.

The ancient needle penetrated deep into the bone marrow and hurt into the soul, but this was just the beginning. To complete the first ancient inscription of the Tyrant Body Inscription, it was necessary to tie hundreds of needles on the outer skin of the collarbone.

The same goes for the rest of the ancient texts.

In other words, the ninety-nine ancient inscriptions of the inscription on the hegemony body need to be stabbed on the body, a full nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine needles.

"It hurts, what is it? I will work hard and completely condense the inscription of the tyrant body."

With a determined expression, Yang Xuan vigorously pulled out the ancient needle and pierced ninety-nine needles in a row along the outer skin of the collarbone.

Hundred needles are formed into words, the first ancient script is formed, about the size of a fingernail, and the whole body exudes an ancient and mysterious aura.

This is the main text of the Tyrant Body Inscription, and the entire Tyrant Body Inscription is based on it.

"it hurts."

Yang Xuan's heart was dark, and it was really painful to stick a needle on his body, but the small pain was not enough for him to call out.

"Continue to stab, can't stop."

He frowned and stabbed one after another along the first ancient text, in other parts of his body.

One needle after another, one ancient text after another, gradually emerged on Yang Xuan's chest. Every time a needle was pierced and every ancient text formed, the pain would increase by 10%.

However, Yang Xuan didn't even frown. He was extremely patient, and he was already used to the pain.

A thousand stitches!

Two thousand stitches!

Two ancient words!

Three ancient characters!

After an unknown period of time, his entire chest was stained red with blood, and the piercing pain made his face extremely hideous.

Even so, he didn't stop!

Until the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine needles were finished and ninety-nine ancient characters were formed, Yang Xuan was completely paralyzed to the ground, but an excited smile appeared on his face.

This time, although it has gone through a lot of torture, it is all worth it.

As the pain subsided, he waved his hand to remove the blood on his chest, revealing a complete dark red pattern.

This picture is exactly the Tyranny of the Tyrant Body Inscription, and it looks like an ancient beast with its head raised to the sky.

Ancient beasts are tyrannical beasts, which can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to strengthen their bodies, making their bodies indestructible and infinitely powerful.

"Try the power."

Yang Xuan jumped up and inspired the entire Tyranny with his mind, and then saw the entire Tyrant beast pattern flashing with blood, and under the blood, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered towards this beast at a high speed.

At this moment, Yang Xuan could even clearly feel that the power coming from the beast picture was a kind of tyrannical and unparalleled energy, which flowed through the whole body, making his limbs and bones full of power, like an ancient god. Attachment.