The clouds and smoke are stirring and flying wildly.
It seemed that as the old and cold voice resounded, endless waves arose.
It was as if the owner of the voice was already very close, disappearing in the clouds and smoke, and was ready to launch a thunderous strike at Ye Wuque!
However, Ye Wuque did not take action. Under the full illumination of the power of the Void God, he could easily tell that this old and strange voice seemed very close, but in fact it was far away. It was still deep in the unknown area. There was only one sound left here.
The power of the soul.
It's just that the first two groups of guardian clan stationed here were waiting for an opportunity, but they were all wiped out by Ye Wuque with two punches, and they died cleanly.
The power of the old man's soul was completely alarmed. In anger, he turned into a shout of soul!
But for now, it's just a howl, and I can only place my hope on...
Ye Wuque turned his eyes and looked at the cold Xuanyuan Qingtian opposite.
Xuanyuan Qingtian stared at Ye Wuque with a dead look on his face.
Ye Wuque also shook his head helplessly.
"You are also quite weak."
"My body was almost taken away from me during the Hundred Battles Reincarnation, but now I have entered the Tomb of Eternal Night, and I have been tricked again."
Ye Wuque could naturally tell at a glance that something was wrong with Xuanyuan Qingtian's state. His own consciousness was obviously suppressed. He should have been suppressed by some secret method or external force, and he was temporarily reduced to a puppet of the God-Shou clan.
But the instinct keeps fighting inside.
After all, this piece of Xuanyuan Qingtian can be regarded as rich in experience and has become a good doctor after a long period of illness.
call out!
Ouch!
Xuanyuan Qingtian moved, coming straight towards Ye Wuque, the dragon roared, its claws clawed through the void, sweeping invincibly!
It set off a wave of air mixed with dragon power that shattered the nine heavens, breaking away the clouds and smoke, and the momentum soared to the sky!
"Nine-nine returns to one?"
Ye Wuque showed a faint and strange smile.
Obviously, although Xuanyuan Qingtian has mastered the Tao, his talent is extraordinary after all. Thousands of years of confrontation in the wilderness have brought his accumulation to the extreme, and he is the only one among the three who has reached the ninth level of the Great Perfection of God Refining.
Now in the internal struggle, never giving up, I have finally realized the level of Nine-nine Return to One. In addition, with the magical power of the Dragon Clan, this may be the reason why the Shou Shen Clan fell in love with Xuanyuan Qingtian. They did not kill him, but temporarily
Made into a puppet, it is supplemented by even more powerful power.
Therefore, Xuanyuan Qingtian appeared here, and he should have been cooperating with the two groups of members of the God-Shou clan to wait for the opportunity.
Now that only Xuanyuan Qingtian is left, he naturally wants to stop Ye Wuque from being intercepted!
Click!
The golden dragon claws grabbed Ye Wuque's chest hard.
Ye Wuque remained motionless, but his whole body shone with a faint nine-color light, directly destroying Xuanyuan Qingtian's dragon claw hand.
The huge counterattack force even sent Xuanyuan Qingtian flying!
Xuanyuan Qingtian tried his best to stabilize his figure, his face was still lifeless, and he continued to kill Ye Wuque without fear of death!
The dark golden dragon roared out, wrapping around Xuanyuan Qingtian's body. At the same time, Xuanyuan Qingtian's body bloomed with the brilliant brilliance of the artifact!
Different from the artifact suit owned by the Shou Shen clan, Xuanyuan Qingtian's artifact suit is white and silver.
At this time, it was like mercury was squirming, exuding a powerful aura, making Xuanyuan Qingtian seem to have turned into a silver dragon!
Boiling power!
Exploding Longwei!
Smelted into the most ferocious punch, it can dominate the world!
result……
With a snap, Xuanyuan Qingtian staggered and sat down on the ground with a casual slap from Ye Wuque. Even if he only had his instincts left, he seemed stunned at this moment!
In the next moment, Xuanyuan Qingtian was about to get up and fight again.
Ye Wuque pressed Xuanyuan Qingtian's right shoulder!
Xuanyuan Qingtian struggled wildly, but could not move at all. He was like a kitten in Ye Wuque's hands.
Ye Wuque, who looked calm, looked into Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes and found that Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes were the same as his face. There was no madness, only a kind of deathly coldness.
His body was filled with a chilly feeling!
But the strange thing is that deep in this coolness, there is a kind of scalding heat!
The muscles on the surface of Xuanyuan Qingtian's body had blue veins popping out from time to time, as if something was flowing inside them, full of a violent meaning.
Ye Wuque flicked his finger and landed on Xuanyuan Qingtian's arm, and his body immediately burst open!
The blood gushed out from it, but it was not red, but... light black.
Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, and the power of the Void God directly enveloped Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyebrows, and the selection squeezed in roughly!
Xuanyuan Qingtian, who was still struggling wildly, immediately collapsed and passed out.
Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space was filled with nothingness, and his soul was invisible, being suppressed by a ball of light black blood mist!
Buzz!
The next moment, Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space lit up with a bright light.
The power of the virtual god destroys all things.
Under the suppression of the power of the Void God, these light black blood mist immediately melted like snow under the scorching sun.
If it were the rest of his life, even if he was in the black hole realm, he wouldn't be able to deal with this strange light black blood mist.
Because this is...mutated divine blood!
It is extremely troublesome to be attached to the soul space and cannot be removed and purified. Only the "god" level can resist it.
Soon, the mutated divine blood in Xuanyuan Qingtian's divine soul space was suppressed by the power of the False God!
But he is still fighting back desperately and resisting instinctively.
Xuanyuan Qingtian’s soul space immediately began to vibrate!
Xuanyuan Qingtian, who had fainted, suddenly showed pain on his face.
Seeing this, Ye Wuque's thoughts moved...
Buzz!
After swallowing the power of the virtual god, the power of the soul world shines out and pours into Xuanyuan Qingtian's soul space!
The previous experience of the strange sinkhole allowed Ye Wuque to see the power of the three worlds on divine blood.
So this time...
Wow!
Sure enough, as the power of the soul world shone, the mutated divine blood that had been stubbornly resisting suddenly became dejected, lost its last resistance, and completely dissipated.
This made Ye Wuque even more thoughtful.
Immediately, Ye Wuque took back his power and looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian...
He didn't wake up.
Still in a state of coma.
It seems that it was just a useless effort before.
Ye Wuque looked at the wound he had just made, and the light black divine blood was still squirming.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Ye Wuque seemed to understand something.
"It seems that the Shou Shen clan not only uses Xuanyuan as a puppet, but also as a guinea pig for experiments?"
Not only the divine soul space, Xuanyuan Qingtian's body was also integrated into the mutated divine blood!
With the passage of time, Xuanyuan Qingtian's own blood has completely merged with the mutated divine blood, regardless of each other.
This is the biggest problem.
in other words!
Now Xuanyuan Qingtian is... hopeless.
The mutated divine blood has become a part of him. Even if the mutated divine blood is stripped away, Xuanyuan Qingtian will definitely die.
"Unless it's...a blood exchange!"
Ye Wuque thought of the only solution that seemed feasible.
But!
What kind of new foreign blood can compare with mutated black blood?
You must know that Xuanyuan Qingtian has been fused with mutated divine blood. If you want to replace it, you must find the same level, similar, and most importantly "fresh" divine blood. Otherwise, it will not work at all.
Now go kill a living god and bleed him?
It’s simply a fantasy!
Thinking of this, Ye Wuque glanced at Xuanyuan Qingtian's fainted face, but he was not in a hurry, but showed a vague eagerness to try!
"Divine blood?"
"Come out and hang out..."
"Who doesn't have divine blood in their body yet?"