The reason why Ye Changsheng specifically made such a request was naturally because he knew that Mu Qing had a share of true spirit blood.
And it was the five-color peacock blood that he wanted very much.
After he said these words, the cave suddenly fell into silence.
Mu Qing stared at him carefully, then suddenly smiled and said after a moment: "If I hadn't never known each other before, I would have almost thought that Fellow Daoist Ye's request was tailor-made for me!
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"Oh, senior, do you mean you really have the blood of the true spirit in your hands?" Ye Changsheng asked with a hint of surprise on his face.
Mu Qing laughed when he heard this and said: "Yes, I do have a portion of the true spirit's blood in my hands, which can be used as a trade item for Fellow Daoist Ye!"
"When the Demon Tide broke out in the Earthly Abyss, I took a risk and killed an elder of the Feiling Tribe, and got a bottle of the Feiling Tribe's True Saint Blood from him."
"As far as I know, the blood of the true saint of the Feiling Tribe is an extremely precious thing among the Feiling Tribe. No matter which branch of the Feiling Tribe it is, there are not many such things. If I hadn't been lucky,
I'm afraid it will be difficult to obtain this thing." Mu Qing said with a hint of emotion on his face.
Ye Changsheng was shocked when he heard this, secretly thinking that this demon king is also a character that should not be underestimated.
Anyone who can become an elder of the Feiling Tribe must be a fusion-level monk. Being able to kill a fusion monk, no matter what the reason is or what method she uses, it shows that her strength is extraordinary.
Immediately afterwards, the electric arc gradually became thicker and smaller, and surged towards Qizhou, with a rather terrifying momentum.
"I've met Junior Lan!"
For a moment, in the astonishing thunder light, a huge small circular power grid gradually formed.
Inside the white cave entrance, a burning smell assaulted my nostrils, and the cave was so deep that I could see the end at a glance.
Even you dare to accept such an attack because the security is too low.
Suddenly, there was a sudden strong wind in the low sky in the distance, and the dark clouds were dense. A golden sun loomed in the dark clouds, and then an astonishing aura that seemed to be able to destroy the world rose from the golden sun into the sky.
Under the sky, the deafening sound of thunder was heard intermittently.
"If all seventeen types of essence and blood are refined, the power of each true spirit transformation will be increased to seven times the final level!"
Several young waiters transformed into ghosts came out and introduced Sheng Juanjin into the Demon King's cave. Sheng Juanjin saw a white-haired woman outside.
A shocking situation occurred.
And the transformation of the seven-color peacock, if combined with my little seven-element fairy light, will definitely increase the power of my magical power.
“It’s time to thank the younger generation less!”
With a "Puff" sound, the golden ball turned into a golden light and shot towards low altitude.
Green, red, white, yellow, white!
A true spirit like the seven-color peacock is born with the seven-element magical power, and its small magical power of seven-color divine light is unknown in all worlds.
Suddenly there was a thunderclap!
Feeling the rich True Spirit breath, True Spirit nodded with satisfaction, and with a flick of his finger, put the seven-colored peacock back into the bottle.
Kunpeng transformation combined with Tianpeng wings can make my speed reach a very amazing level.
Was it the right decision to teach Sheng Juanjin the low-level thunder control skills of Ji Muqing?
"If Sheng Juanjin has made an agreement with you, you should be more careful in the past!" the white-haired woman said as if she didn't mean anything.
Two months ago, Zhen Lingzhi handed Fei Ling a specially made wooden tripod, which was filled with the evil-proof divine thunder that I dissolved with the help of sacrificial wood green.
The golden beam of light lasted for several breaths, and then the golden light in the sky suddenly burst into light like a flash of the sun, and then disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before.
"Sheng Juanjin, leave quickly!"
"Then there is the true blood of this seven-colored peacock outside. Please accept it, Ye Changsheng!"
The hag possesses the body of a demon, and her position in the cave is closer to the bottom of the abyss than the other demon kings.
Zhen Lingzhi walked away from the gloomy palace, cupped his hands and said.
The golden sun suddenly ejected a golden beam of light as thick as a water tank amidst the huge thunders one after another, and suddenly hit the small ground hard.
This round ball is not eye-catching at all, except for the flat thunderous pattern on the surface, the light is dim and normal, and the spiritual pressure is not lost at all, as if it is just an ordinary artifact.
I am afraid that only Tianfeng and other top-level true spirits can overwhelm a seven-color peacock. Others, such as Youtian Kunpeng, a small owl, etc., are obviously weaker than the seven-color peacock.
At that time, Zhen Lingzhi also had a solemn face. He held the palm of the golden ball downwards and flicked it with seven fingers.
Sheng Juanjin's figure was revealed again. She made a secret with one hand and held it up heavily with seven fingers of the other hand. A few feet away from the palm of her hand, there was a small fist ball that seemed to be made of pure gold. It was suspended outside even if it moved.
"Haha, I'm just joking. How dare you, a tall and handsome monk, compare with the combined demon king!" Sheng Juan Jinyun said calmly.
The golden light suddenly lit up, and the light was extremely dazzling, but at that moment, the halo disappeared before it flickered.
The moment the lightning technique entered the seven-week thick arc, they all suddenly shattered like a bubble, turning into a golden halo with a diameter of several feet.
"Haha, if Ye Changsheng can cultivate to the same level of integration as you and others in the future, I will not dare to be his enemy at all!"
The Heavenly Phoenix Wings I refined with the help of the Heavenly Phoenix Transformation and the True Spirit Plan cannot allow me to master the magical power of traveling through space.
Hearing this, the white-haired woman snorted warmly, as if she was not being slow at all, and said warmly: "Fellow Taoist Mu is always like that, if you make bad promises, you will always have some mishaps!"
With a flash of light, Fei Ling appeared beside Zhen Ling, looking towards the small hole above with a solemn expression.
She laughed again, and said as if it was serious: "It seems that Ye Changsheng has not yet mastered the art of sacrificing thunder. No matter how hard he works, he will not be able to gain more fame!"
"Although I know whether that kind of improvement is real or fake, even if it contains no water, that kind of improvement is quite terrifying!" True Spirit thought in his heart.
"It turned out to be the true blood of the Seven-Colored Peacock. It's my luck that the younger generation was wrong to get that kind of thing!" said the True Spirit with a smile on his face.
"What kind of true saint's blood is this?" True Spirit asked with a look of surprise on his face, looking very expectant.
However, even so, the demon king did not dare to retreat to the first layer at the top of the abyss, but was on the eighth layer.
"Bad, in the next period of time, Ye Changsheng will learn to sacrifice Mu Qing with you. When he can condense the evil-proof divine thunder, you will withdraw from the deal!" Fei Ling nodded and said.
Because of the terrifying yin energy on the first level, even you can't bear it.
A month ago, somewhere on the eighth level of the Abyss, under a mountain peak, the figures of Zhen Lingzhi and Fei Ling appeared here.
In an instant, there was a small rumbling sound, and countless slender golden arcs were ejected in the blink of an eye, circling around my body.
I just made a casual observation to see if I could see the figures of Yuan Yao and Yanli, and if I sensed any of your auras outside.
Zhen Lingzhi shook his head and said, with a look on his face that looked down upon you because of your inferior strength.
"It seems that Yao'er and you guys have really come to Diyuan, so you can be relieved!" Zhen Lingzhi thought in his heart.
With the superposition of those eight, even True Spirit himself can now predict how far my magical power will reach.
And above the golden halo, the golden beauty was tumbling outside, and there was a faint buzzing sound. Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually became a shrill scream!
It seems like your destiny has really been completely changed.
Fei Ling smiled faintly when he heard this: "Ye Changsheng, don't forget the deal between him and you. Now Ye Changsheng has not lost the ability to initially condense the evil-proof divine thunder. Until he can condense the thunder ball, he will not be able to get this seven-color peacock."
It’s really bloody!”
Seeing Zhen Lingzhi put away the blood-colored bottle, Fei Ling smiled faintly and said: "Ye Changsheng's reputation is too small to learn from you. According to the agreement, he should go to Sister Lan's place to learn Sacrifice Mu Qing.
Got it!"
Thinking of this, I cupped my hands and said, "I'll have to thank you less for teaching me during that time. I'll say goodbye then!"
There was a flash of shock in your eyes, such power that even you didn't want to touch.
Zhen Lingzhi took the large, bright red bottle and opened the cap. Immediately there was a clear cry from outside, a seven-color light flashed, and a seven-color peacock flew out of it.
Zhen Lingzhi, who was in the halo, had a vague and clear figure, but the incomprehensible spells in his mouth were continuous and clear.
A mysterious scene appeared!
Fei Ling took the cauldron of thunder balls with a hint of excitement in his eyes, took out a jade bottle, handed it over and said:
"Rumble"
Then the previous one flashed and then disappeared.
Wherever the light beam passed, the big mountain peak at its feet suddenly disappeared into ashes, and a small white hole with a diameter of several feet emerged.
"Besides, that Sacrificial Muqing activates so quickly. By the time you activate that evil-proofing divine thunder, your descendants will have already killed you. How can you not pose a threat to your descendants?"
Now that I don’t have eight kinds of Ye Daoyou’s blood in my hands, I can completely master the transformations of Kunpeng, Tianfeng and Seven-Colored Peacock before refining them all.
Before Zhen Lingzhi's figure disappeared, Fei Ling gradually pulled out a smile. Holding the wooden cauldron in his hand, he looked at the evil-fighting divine thunders outside that looked like metal balls, with a smile on his face.
A hint of heat.
"It's the blood of Seven-Colored Peacock Ye Daoyou. How about it? That thing should meet the requirements for him, right?"
With a flash of wings, an astonishing spiritual pressure spread out, and the gorgeous peacock's tail feathers became colored.
"You are a low-level spiritual commander, it's too early to talk about merging!" Zhen Lingzhi said calmly.
Zhen Lingzhi raised his head and glanced at the sky, raised his hands with a solemn expression, and I slowly pinched out a magic formula with both hands.
For a moment, Fei Ling had a doubt in his heart.
However, Sheng Juan obviously believed it and said: "Activate it quickly now. When Ye Changsheng's cultivation level is reduced and his strength becomes weaker, his control over the evil-proof divine thunder will also be weaker, and then it will be much slower to activate it!"
At the same time, when the True Spirit's magic formula was activated, strange lightning techniques with golden light surged out from both hands, and they were seen entering the seven-week arc.
When the true spirit arrived, he was immediately received coldly by the demon king.
The seven-colored peacock is also famous among the young true spirits, and is the most terrifying existence among the bird true spirits.
"has a problem!"
The positive and negative blows hit the ground with a person in the air behind the True Spirit Body.
There was a "rumbling" sound.
"Ye Changsheng, please take a seat. Sheng Juanjin has finally come to me!" the white-haired woman said with a smile on her face.
But as soon as he saw the golden ball, the famous Feiling expression became solemn.
The bottle of seven-color peacock true blood in Sheng Juan's hand is definitely very pure Daoyou Ye's blood, which definitely meets the requirements of the Seventeen Transformations of Jingzhe.
In conjunction with the sacrifice of Shengjuan, the power of the seven-element divine thunder can be enhanced.
Almost at the same time, there was a "Crack" sound in the other hand of the True Spirit, and in the flash of lightning, a small golden thunder technique was also seen shooting towards a lower place.
"In fact, he even took advantage of it. The seven-color peacock's true blood is even more special than the true spirit blood!" Fei Ling said as if he was counting on his bad luck.
"I'm afraid even I must have been the opponent of my Taoist friends before!" When Fei Ling said that, there was a deep fear in his heart.
The strong yin energy outside will be of little benefit to your practice.
When Zhen Lingzhi heard those words, he thought in his heart: "Well, Yu Muqing hasn't learned much from Fei Ling yet. If he goes to Gui Po Zi, I'm afraid he won't learn anything. After all, it's better than you."
I have to go take a look outside!”
Fei Ling's face showed a look of shock, and the aura revealed in the clouds gave you a weak sense of threat.
What you said is indeed wrong. The blood of the seven-color peacock is indeed something very difficult to obtain.
"Haha, this Sister Lan is waiting for her position. She has been pushed a few times!" Sheng Juan said with a hint of a knowing smile on her face.
Saying that, you turned your head and looked at Zhen Lingzhi with a strange look and said: "The fear of the evil-proofing thunder is indeed false. After mastering the sacrificial wood Qingqian, Ye Changsheng's strength may have skyrocketed again."
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"According to the description of the Seventeen Transformations of Jingzhe, each time a type of true blood is refined, the power of that magical power can be increased by about 80%!"
"Haha, it's true that I insist on keeping this junior. I have no choice but to hope that I will forgive you!" Sheng Juanjin laughed and said.
"So, did he reject your deal?" Fei Ling asked.
On the surface of the scorching sun, countless lightning flashes were constant, and the sound of thunder was even more continuous and shockingly high.
Only the small, dark white hole under the ground was telling the story of the earth-shattering horrific attack just now.