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Text Chapter 777: Tempering the Bloodline

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    Qing Luo was obviously surprised.

    ??More than half a year ago, Gu Tuo and Chi Jiao teamed up to try to capture Qin Lie alive and intercept the blood of the gods in his body.

    At the critical moment, Ancestor Mingfeng stepped in and suddenly sided with Qin Lie and Lapu, intercepting Gu Tuo and Chi Zhi alone.

    Qin Lie and Lapu were able to escape from Han Iceland.

    Because of this incident, Gu Tuo and Chi Zhi continued to cause trouble for Ming Feng. The Dragon Tribe and Lizard Tribe also sent many tribesmen to wander around the ruins, trying to search Qin Lie out.

    Unfortunately, Qin Lie never showed up, and Gu Tuo and Chi Zhi gradually gave up.

    Qin Lie appeared again, bringing fourteen evil dragons with him, which shocked Qing Luo.

    "Yao Tian! How dare you go back to the ruins?!" Qingluo laughed ferociously.

    "Why don't you dare?" Qin Lie motioned to Gilbert beside him, "I want to live with this guy."

    "Keep alive!" Gilbert ordered.

    An evil dragon covered in scales shook its head, and a mouthful of dragon breath mixed with acid poured onto Qingluo like a waterfall.

    Qingluo was wearing a piece of bronze armor. After being doused with the acid, thick smoke came out and all the spiritual energy was corroded.

    Qingluo's body also had many holes, with pus emerging from them.

    "How dare you attack me!" Qingluo screamed.

    The evil dragon's huge claws struck down, and pinned Qingluo to the ground with one claw, making him unable to move.

    The remaining evil dragons continued to move around Qimou Island, tearing apart and devouring the remaining dragon tribe members.

    Half an hour later, there were no longer any dragon or lizard clan members on Qimou Island.  Those people became the meat in the stomachs of the fourteen evil dragons.

    Qin Lie came to the wooden buildings where Lapu was before.

    After Rapp left, the place had obviously been demolished.  Many places look very messy, and all valuable things must have been taken away by the dragon people and lizard people.

    "What level of soul warrior is your strength equivalent to? First level, second level, or third level?" Qin Lie suddenly asked.

    Evil Dragon Gilbert is also a little tired after ten days of long journey.

    He was lying lazily on the ground, eyes narrowed like a giant beast.  The voice was still loud, "It's probably equivalent to the strength of the human race's two-level soul altar. Oh, after a while, I may be stronger and able to fight against the three-level soul altar."

    "Yes, this strength is almost enough." Qin Lie felt relieved.

    Gutuo of the Dragon Tribe.  There is also the red lizard of the lizard tribe, whose true strength is equivalent to a first-level soul altar warrior from the human race.

    The combined fighting power of the two of them is probably not as good as Gilbert's evil dragon. What's more, there are thirteen other seventh-level evil dragons here.

    The strength of the evil dragon group is naturally inferior to the nine silver-level forces.  In places like Tianji Continent and Tianlu Continent, they might not be considered top-notch.

    But in the ruins, the strength of this group of evil dragons is already powerful enough.

    "You evil dragon clan. If you are active elsewhere in the violent land for a long time, sooner or later you will be chased by silver-level forces. Only here. Maybe you can avoid the pursuit of the human race and let you live a more peaceful life.  Go down." Qin Lie said, touching his chin.

    Bringing these evil dragons to the market place was his decision after careful consideration.

    The ruins are infested by evil spirits, heretics, and various alien races.

    Most of the creatures here are not welcomed by the nine silver-level forces.

    However, the nine silver-level forces clearly knew that a place like the Ruins existed, but they rarely came to clean it, which also shows that there is a need for this place to exist.

    There are many strange spiritual materials in the market place, all kinds of taboo items are circulated, and many evil secret techniques and sacrifices are sold.

    Even among the nine major forces that claim to be orthodox, some people secretly practice evil arts or have close contacts with foreign races.

    They either need the materials from the market place themselves, or they use the market place to acquire some of the things needed by the foreigners who cooperate with them.

    So the existence of the market place becomes necessary.

    Warriors from the nine silver-level forces generally do not come to the Ruins. Even if they come, they will change their appearance and will not expose themselves easily.

    This prevents them from running wild.

    Here, this group of evil dragons only have to deal with the local evil heretics in the ruins, as well as those alien races who practice evil secret arts.

    "Just wait for now." Qin Lie said.

    The fourteen evil dragons headed by Gilbert then regarded Qimoku Island as their new home, and the fourteen evil dragons spread out.Each chooses a new habitat.

    Some evil dragons like swamps, so they find a mire pool to stay in; some evil dragons like sea water, so they build dragon caves by the sea; some evil dragons like the shade, so they find a hill to dig caves.

    Qin Lie stayed where he and Lapu were.

    After taking out pieces of dried meat, filling his stomach, and restoring his energy and blood, he began to practice meditation.

    He erected eight thunderbolts, sat between the eight thunderbolts, and used the power of lightning to condense a new spiritual formation diagram.

    In a short period of time, a complex and ever-changing large-scale spiritual formation diagram, with lightning as the line, was formed in the center of Lei Qianmu.

    Standing in the huge spider web-like formation, gazing at the eight thunderwoods, Qin Lie's eyes were slightly bright.

    He couldn¡¯t help but recall the past.

    When he was at the Medicine Mountain, he passed eight stone pillars in the cave and connected slender metal wires to them. By pulling the thunder and weakening the power of lightning, he slowly tempered his body and practiced the Heavenly Thunder.

    At this time, these eight thunderwoods and the spiritual formation diagram of thunderwood with lightning as its veins are similar to the strange formation in Yaoshan.

    Late at night, with the bright moonlight and soft breeze, it is not the time for thunder and lightning.

    He suddenly turned into a thunderbolt.

    Holding his breath and concentrating, he used his soul consciousness to pull the thunder and lightning from the sky, trying to cause the lightning to crash down.

    "Boom!"

    There was a thunder on the ground.

    Dazzling lightning bolts as thick as an arm and tens of meters long shot down from the depths of the sky.

    Between the eight thunder trees, in the giant lightning array, there was a strong and violent suction force.

    The lightning spiritual formation diagram suddenly changed.

    A huge lightning vortex was formed in the center of the eight thunderbolts.  Like the lightning abyss, it can swallow up the sky's thunder and lightning.

    "Crackling!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Lightning.  Falling from the clouds, they all landed in the lightning vortex.

    The wisps of current, through the amplification of the eight thunderwoods, become more and more violent, making the lightning in the vortex more turbulent and violent.

    Qin Lie is in the center of the lightning whirlpool.

    The electric currents shooting from the sky, through the lightning whirlpool, were pulled and directed to his body one by one.

    The lightning vortex contains stored spirits.  The formation of ancient formations such as spirit gathering, amplification, condensation, and appearance contain all kinds of mysteries.

    With people in the center, Qin Lieru became the source of the ancient formation of Chu Ling.  Constantly attracting lightning with his body.

    In just ten breaths, the Yuan Mansion condensed by the power of thunder in his dantian spiritual sea has been filled with the power of lightning and is about to overflow.

    More thunder and lightning power continued to surge in.

    "Chi chi chi!"

    He instantly turned into a dazzling electric person, with countless lightnings wrapping around his body.  Within the bones, the muscles and blood vessels, thunderous booms roared endlessly.

    The five internal organs, limbs and bones, and blood vessels.  Bone marrow, brain.  The acupoints are tempered by thunder and baptized by lightning shots.

    The long-lost stinging pain hit his body again, causing him to roar loudly.

    By the end of his roar, his soul was unable to withstand the lightning amplified by Lei Jianmu and the Spiritual Formation Diagram, and had to enter a state of helplessness and thoughtlessness.

    His soul drifted and his consciousness was forgotten. He continued to endure the baptism of thunder and lightning silently.

    Next to him, the evil dragon Gilbert was prostrate on the ground, seeming to be in a false nap.

    After the first thunderous explosion, his eyes opened a slit and he observed Qin Lie's movements.

    When lightning struck one after another, pulled by the lightning pattern in the center of the eight thunderbolt trees, as if striking from the land of thunder deep in the sky, the gap in his eyes became even bigger.

    When the lightning spiritual formation diagram changed in vain and turned into a lightning vortex, frantically absorbing the thunder and lightning from the sky, and continuously increasing the power with the thunder and spiritual formation diagram, he had already opened his eyes wide.

    When Qin Lie reached the heart of the lightning vortex and used his body to gather and absorb the nine-day lightning, the evil dragon's huge eyeballs like lanterns almost rolled out.

    He was deeply shocked.

    "Sure enough, the crazy blood of the Gods flows through it Although they are not pure Gods, this kind of crazy temperament is really the same." Gilbert's eyes showed awe.

    The Gods are famous for their madness. This race, which is willing to do whatever it takes to become stronger and increase its strength, has never been weak.

    Even women and children are full of crazy factors.

    The people of the God Clan are born warriors, and women and children are no exception.

    According to rumors, the gods have not yet arrived in the spiritual realm.Not long ago, there were bloody battles with various ancient races in the outer stars. As long as this race exists, it will always be in a state of aggression.

    After they entered the spiritual realm, they immediately launched a war against all the races that existed in the spiritual realm. They finally conquered the spiritual realm.

    After conquering the Spiritual Realm, they did not stop there. They used the Spiritual Realm as a springboard to connect various auxiliary worlds through the void passages in the Spiritual Realm. They then went to various auxiliary worlds, secret realms, giant dragons, ancient beasts, and small worlds where the Yinming clan was located.  Start a war.

    This is a crazy race that is tireless, never stops, and is always fighting.

    "Huh!"

    Looking at Qin Lie in the heart of the lightning whirlpool, Gilbert exclaimed, his green eyes staring closely at Qin Lie's body.

    He sensed a strange wave of blood retelling.

    "Ouch!"

    Qin Lie, who was in a helpless state, was suddenly forcibly captured from the Soul Suppressing Pearl by an unknown force.

    He immediately roared loudly.

    He also immediately discovered that countless small lightning bolts and violent thunder and lightning were gradually penetrating into the blood while tempering the tendons, organs, and bones.

    Thunder and lightning began to wash his blood!

    The blood boils like rolling magma, releasing astonishing heat.

    Clusters of blazing flames and red divine inscriptions rise from the magma-like blood and burn fiercely.

    The treasure house imprinted in the blood was like being torn apart by thunder and lightning, and his soul instantly penetrated deep into it.

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