As Li Qingming's words fell to the ground, the nine blood-colored rivers across the sky began to flow crazily. The surging waves of blood surged in the void, and the sound was so powerful that cracks appeared in the void.
The rich blood finally began to change color. The long river of blood gradually turned into black and white from the center, and these two colors continued to spread to the distance. Every drop of blood was like a Tai Chi diagram.
The black one is the power of creation, the crystal white one is the hidden blood power of Jiulongzi, and the black and white colors show the form of the yin and yang fish.
As the saying goes, Tai Chi is divided into two rituals, the two rituals are divided into four images, and the four images are divided into Bagua. This is Li Qingming's explanation of Tao and the perfect use of the power of Tai Chi's yin and yang.
However, under the influence of Li Qingming’s yin and yang Tai Chi, the ancestral lineage and the spirit of creation of the Jiulongzi mother clan have become distinct and complementary. It is completely natural. This act of using the principles of yin and yang to purify the bloodline cannot be said to have future consequences.
This person, at least, is unprecedented. Even when Pangu was still alive, no one dared to say that he could surpass Li Qingming in the way of yin and yang.
Previously, because the bloodline of Zulong was too powerful, the maternal bloodline in Jiulongzi's bloodline was forcibly suppressed and hidden. Now, the power of Zulong's bloodline is gone. Is it hidden deep in the blood, Jiulongzi's mother?
In this form, the power of the clan's bloodline was catalyzed by Li Qingming's feminine power of creation, just like constantly carving mountains and rivers on a grain of rice. This kind of uncanny natural charm is simply
Take over the creation of heaven and earth.
"Zi! Zhi! Zhi..."
Drops of blood were extracted by the yin and yang fish, and fell on the nine cauldrons that covered Jiulongzi's body. After a while, they turned into fist-sized balls of blood. This blood was a Tai Chi sphere, red and silver.
, the red one is the blood created by nature, and the silver one is the blood of Jiulongzi mother clan.
"The ancestral veins are purified and the power of creation enters. There is no separation between heaven and earth!"
Seeing the nine blood-colored rivers gradually disappearing, Li Qingming let out a light scold. The clumps of blood turned into blood again, gradually merged into a silver-red stream, and shot into the pores of Jiulongzi's body.
"Boom!"
Jiulongzi, who was lying weakly in the void, had green flames rising all over his body, and the power of creation was burning in the air.
This flame shows infinite power everywhere, struggling to hit the depths of the sky above the sky, and a thin sky curtain that looks like a crack in space seems to be opened. Countless and powerful chaotic energy, from the depths of chaos,
Shooting down. This chaotic energy is left over from the giant egg that wrapped the great god Pangu. Even Li Qingming's eyes lit up when he saw the rich, almost invisible energy.
But it is a pity that just when Li Qingming wanted to collect some chaotic energy, the cracked sky suddenly shook and quickly closed up. Even the last trace of chaotic energy dissipated into nothingness.
"Damn it, damn the space barrier!" Li Qingming, who was on the verge of tears, cursed the space barrier in the ancient world, and could only watch helplessly as so much chaotic energy wasted in vain.
More and more blood entered Jiulongzi's body, making the nine-headed beast, which was already full of ferocious aura, vaguely possess the power of the ancient patriarch. Moreover, the appearance of Jiulongzi also changed.
They are completely different from the original ones. Instead, they each transformed into the image of their mother clan:
The eldest brother, Ba Xia, turned into a huge black turtle, which is a lineage of ancient black tortoises; the second child, Chiki, turned into a red swimming fish, and was a lineage of ancient sky sparrow fish; the third child, Pulao, turned into a pair of ribs.
The winged flying dragon is of the lineage of ancient flying dragons; the old Si Bihuan, which transforms into a giant black tiger, is of the lineage of ancient mysterious tigers; the old Wu Taotie, which transforms into a goat with colorful brilliance all over its body, is the lineage of ancient seven-color tigers.
The Thunder Sheep lineage; Lao Liu Bishui, who turned into a giant snow-white lion, is the lineage of the ancient snow lion; Lao Qi Yazu, who turned into a silver-white giant wolf, is the lineage of the ancient moon-roaring silver wolf; Lao Ba Suan
The lion, transformed into a red-gold giant lion, is from the lineage of ancient sharp golden lions; the youngest Jiaotu, transformed into a giant conch, is from the lineage of ancient silver moon snails.
After an unknown amount of time, when the shouts of killing outside the formation subsided, Jiulongzi, whose image had changed drastically, finally completed the transformation of his bloodline. They opened their eyes one after another and compared each other's bodies in a novel way. In the nine pairs of bright eyes, twinkling
With crystal tears.
"Damn it, this is really not a human job!" Li Qingming yelled without any image, lying on his back in the void. That lazy look instantly established himself as a tall image in Jiulongzi's heart.
, smashed to pieces.
Jiulongzi, who had been dazed for a long time, transformed into a human form again. He still had a cold face and the same black clothes. The difference was that the original black clothes were embroidered with their current appearance one by one.
Jiulongzi lined up in a row, knelt down on one knee respectfully in front of Li Qingming, and saluted: "We would like to thank the master for the grace of creation!"
Li Qingming stood up, glanced at all the dragons, and said: "Now that you have exhausted the power of the ancestral dragon bloodline, have you ever regretted it?"
Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "I have no regrets!"
"Hahaha!" Li Qingming looked up to the sky and smiled, saying: "Okay! You are no longer the sons of the ancestral dragon. From now on, you will discard your previous names and use Ding as your surname and numbers as your names! Starting from Baxia,
Ding Yi, and so on! Okay, come with me to go out and have a look!"
"Yes, Master!" Brother Jiuding stood up with enthusiasm on his face, as if it was an amazing thing to be able to follow Li Qingming.
Li Qingming released Qingyun and glanced at Taoist Xiaoyao. Taoist Xiaoyao wisely put away the Qiankun Cauldron and the Nine Nameless Cauldrons, jumped onto Qingyun, and disappeared without a trace.
Coming out of the formation, Li Qingming's Yuanshen swept the battlefield, and sure enough he saw that the Shui tribe led by the dragon tribe was retreating steadily under the pursuit of a group of demon tribes and ferocious beasts.
Although Taoist Xiaoyao has put away the big cauldron, these ferocious beasts are formed by the combination of the energy of creation in the cauldron and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If you want to eliminate these ferocious beasts, unless the owner of the cauldron takes the initiative to destroy them.
These ferocious beasts are withdrawn into the cauldron, or the attacker has the strength of a saint. Otherwise, these ferocious beasts will appear one after another like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, and can be resurrected from the dead.
The water tribesmen have had enough, and countless water tribes have died in the mouths of vicious beasts.
Ao Guang was still depressed about the disappearance of the innate treasure, and completely lost his prestige and wisdom as the leader of the clan. Seeing his clan members being killed and running away, the Dragon Kings of the other three seas looked at Ao Guang anxiously.
Ao Shun sent out a flying sword and knocked away a demon clan member, saying: "Brother, big brother, wake up! I'm afraid my dragon clan can't defend it now!"
"What?" Ao Guang suddenly woke up and looked around with confused eyes, "What's going on? Where are the clansmen?"
Ao Qin and Ao Run shook their heads in disappointment, looked at Ao Guang and said: "Brother, you only cared about the innate treasure before. How did you ever think about the safety of our dragon clan and all the water clans? Now that the demon clan is powerful, if you don't want to come up with countermeasures,
, we are the sinners of the Dragon Clan!"
Ao Guang was stunned for a moment, thinking about the gains and losses to himself. After a while, Ao Guang suddenly shouted: "Stop it all! I want to see His Majesty the Northern Emperor!"
Jiuying and other protectors looked at Ao Guang like an idiot, thinking: "What does this idiot want to do? Is His Majesty something you can see if you want? Ignore him!"
After only a moment of pause, a group of demon clans continued their crazy pursuit. Seeing victory in sight, who would care whether you are the Dragon King of the East China Sea or not. As long as Li Qingming doesn't say anything, you are the King of Heaven and I can kill you!
Ao Guang was almost going crazy. You, a little Daluo Jinxian, dare not to take the lonely Dragon King into your eyes! You are really going against the grain.
This idiot doesn't even think about it. Even your subordinates are almost dead. Even if you are the Dragon King, you are just a polished commander!
At that moment, Ao Guang's figure suddenly rose, and the white and transparent dragon ball was pushed down by Ao Guang to the size of a hill, and he smashed it down on Jiu Ying's head.
Jiu Ying, who had devoted all his attention to the battle, did not expect that the dignified quasi-sage would sneak attack one of his own, the Great Luo Jinxian!
Just when the small mountain of dragon beads pressed towards Jiu Ying, Jiu Ying felt the sky turn dark and looked up. An extremely huge bead, with a force that shook the sky, pressed down hard on the top of his head.
"when!"
Unable to dodge, Jiu Ying suddenly saw a flash of blue light, followed by a deafening sound, as if all the voices in the world had gathered here.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Li Qingming strolled in from a short distance away, clapped his hands with a smile, and said, "Not bad! His Majesty Ao Guang actually learned how to sneak attack! Sure enough, being too old to die is a thief, you