Yin Xuege sat on a small jade table with a slumped face.
Youquan squinted his eyes and stood aside with a smile, holding a piece of maple sugar in his mouth that was made from maple tree essence using its own sugar liquid. Looking at Yin Xuuge's bruised nose and swollen face, Youquan felt very interesting, and even felt a little excited.
With a bit of mischievous schadenfreude.
From her previous life to this life, in Youquan's memory, she had never seen Yin Xuuge in such a mess.
The puppet he made was punched so hard that all the bones in his head cracked, his brain was severely concussed, and he couldn't walk normally at all. He simply crawled out of his retreat room on all fours.
It's really rare to see Yin Xuege in such a miserable state, it's really too rare.
Qing Ling sighed and squatted in front of Yin Xuege, carrying a jar of medicinal wine that Taoist Fengwu had brewed by himself. It had been buried under the roots of her tree for millions of years, absorbing endless earth vein aura, and the medicinal wine was astonishingly powerful.
Yin Xuuge's bruised and deformed face was smeared with paint.
The lethality of those puppets completely exceeded the expectations of the creator, Yin Xuege.
He integrated all his understanding of all the destructive laws of heaven in the Yuanlu world into these puppets. He turned all his understanding of the laws of destruction into complex and mysterious runes, and engraved them into these puppets.
These puppets represent the highest achievement of Yin Xuege's current practice. At least in the next few decades, Yin Xuege cannot see any hope of surpassing the achievements of these puppets. This has reached the limit, and it has become extremely close to the Yuan Dynasty.
The ultimate interpretation of the laws of heaven in the land world.
Therefore, Yin Xuuge was unable to withstand the attacks of these puppets.
With one blow, his protective aura was shattered, and his tempered body was severely damaged.
What Qing Ling calls self-inflicted is that Yin Xuege is afraid that the killing power of these puppets is not enough, so he inscribes a large number of delayed release runes on the bodies of these puppets in addition to explosive instant killing runes.
In other words, the attack power of these puppets does not disappear after a single burst. Instead, it has a large amount of softness and toughness that is extremely sustainable. Like maggots on the tarsal bones, negative energy that is difficult to dispel and dissolve continues to act on the puppets.
into the enemy's body, constantly draining the enemy's vitality.
This power comes from Yin Xuege's own hands, and it is the strongest power he can control at this stage.
Therefore, he could not dispel this kind of power himself. He could only use his own Yuan Power to slowly wear it down and offset it. According to Yin Xuege's own estimation, even though he was not killed on the spot after receiving such a punch, he had to
He had to maintain this bruised and swollen appearance for more than a year before he could eliminate all the negative energy sent into his body by these puppets.
"Master, you were quite smart when you were a child. Why are you so stupid now?"
Qing Ling looked at Yin Xuege, and impatiently applied the last bit of medicinal wine on his forehead, and lectured her in a tone of anger, confusion and resentment.
's young master.
"But look now, how could you be so stupid? Have you ever seen a blacksmith who made a peerless sword and would stab himself in the neck like this just to test whether the knife is fast or not?"
The example Qinghe gave was very hurtful. Yin Xuuge flicked her forehead angrily.
"What did you say? Is your young master so stupid?"
Qinghe and Youquan looked at each other, and then nodded desperately at the same time. Youquan didn't say a word, but her eyes and lips were curved into a crescent shape. There was a smile on her face that couldn't be concealed. If it weren't for Youquan, she would
The cold air poured into her face and froze most of her facial muscles. She really couldn't help but laugh out loud.
What Yin Xuuge did was not far different from what Qing Ling said about the blacksmith who cut his own neck with a sword he forged.
Look at the thirty-six puppets lined up in a row, standing neatly behind Yin Xuuge. Yin Xuuge didn’t create standard human facial features for them because of laziness. It was just an oval smooth iron plate.
Their lifeless faces, and then feeling the ancient, powerful and solemn killing aura on their bodies, Youquan and Qing Ling felt that Yin Xuuge might be even stupider than the blacksmith.
Feeling the medicinal wine on his face continuously seeping into his body, and the negative energy that the puppet blasted into his body violently collided with each other, and the pain caused by mutual dissolution, Yin Xuuge touched his face that was swollen three times, and sighed helplessly.
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Yin Xuege groaned helplessly as he slapped Qing Ling's forehead hard.
"Go away and do what I asked you to do quickly. Otherwise, Qing Ling, I will consider not giving you a dowry and just give you away casually."
"Think about it, what about Yin Feifei?"
Qing Ling's face suddenly turned pale. She blinked and looked down at her still shriveled and thin body. Then she thought back to Yin Feifei's tall and fat body, with one arm thicker than her waist. Qing Ling
She shivered violently.
"Go right now, I...go right now."
"I would rather never get married than marry that fat pig."
In a panic, she dropped the jade jar containing the medicinal wine in her hand. Qing Hao ran out dancing and ran into a specially opened room next door. With the help of Taoist Fengwu, Qing Hao led the fire from tens of millions of miles underground.
The main hall with one hundred and eight earth fire spiritual veins.
It was cast entirely with gold sand melted by heavenly fire, and the whole body showed a magnificent lavender red color. Every inch of the ground was emitting scorching heat. In the hall, a three-legged cauldron without a lid was suspended in one hundred and eight fists.
Big and small eyes of fire in the sky.
One hundred and eight purple earth fires spurted out, almost solidifying and spraying on the cauldron.
Near the cauldron, the high temperature caused strange distortions in the void and time. Each of these one hundred and eight fire eyes corresponds to a super earth fire spiritual vein deep underground, and each earth fire spiritual vein
The full burst of power has the terrifying power to instantly destroy the entire territory of tens of thousands of first-grade kingdoms.
With all the power of one hundred and eight earth fire spirit veins gathered together, one can imagine how much terrible energy is gathered in a small space, and how violent the annihilation and dissolution of laws are taking place in this small space.
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Qing Ling took off her clothes, subconsciously held her breath, and approached the cauldron in small steps.
The temperature near this cauldron is so high that people are desperate. Even Taoist Fengwu, who can control the Phoenix Divine Flame, is not willing to go near this cauldron. The high temperature nearby has even made Taoist Fengwu
There is a fear that the body will be burned.
In the entire Senluo Territory, and even in the entire underground foreign lands of Western and Northern Territories, only Qing Ling could approach this great cauldron without changing his expression.
But the temperature here is so high that normal people can't imagine it. So although Qing Ling can withstand the high temperature herself, the clothes she wears can't stand it either. She has to take off her clothes every time, otherwise she won't wait until she gets close.
After the cauldron, all the clothes on his body were burned.
Twenty feet away from the cauldron, Qing Ling's body began to turn red.
Sixteen feet closer to the cauldron, Qing Lian's body began to spit out fire.
When Qing Lian came closer to less than three feet away from the cauldron, and the flames erupted from the fire eyes almost hit her, Qing Ling's body had turned red and translucent. Her body was no longer
Instead of a human form, it turned into a flowing, slightly human-shaped flame.
Her long hair no longer looked like one strand, but turned into a ball of flowing fire, with a flame more than ten feet long burning blazingly behind her. Through her translucent chest, you can see
At Qing Ling's heart, a pure flame the size of a human head was rushing crazily.
In that ball of fire, there was a ferocious beast shaped like a lion or a unicorn, with phoenix wings on its back, dragon horns on its forehead, red scales all over its body, and a ferocious face like an evil spirit, with its claws curled up and roaring.
Dozing off.
During the years that Yin Xuuge practiced in seclusion, Qing Ling's strength also underwent earth-shaking changes.
Day and night, she absorbed the essence of earth fire ejected from the eyes of fire, and every bit of firepower successfully activated part of her bloodline. These pure and domineering earthfire essences transformed her bloodline every moment.
Become more pure and powerful.
As of today, 70% of Qing Ling's bloodline has been transformed into Zhizhen bloodline, which means that she is completely an ancient divine beast in human form.
And Zhizhen is a complex bloodline composed mainly of Taotie's bloodline and mixed with the bloodline of various other mythical beasts. In this way, Qinglian's body already has the innate magical power to instinctively swallow the essence of earth fire and continuously increase its strength.
As for the ancient beasts, none of them require hard training. They sleep, eat, and play for three to five million years, and their strength will naturally increase to its peak state.
The same is true for Qing Ling now. As long as she stays near the cauldron, the flame essence ejected from the fire eyes will not be wasted. All of it will be converted into her power, and her blood will become purer and more pure.
of tyranny.
Sitting cross-legged less than a foot away from the cauldron, Qing Ling has now completely turned into a ball of fire, a ball of light, and a ball of violent energy that does not even have a basic human form. She breathed heavily,
All other attributes of heaven and earth energy were repelled by the violent and terrifying power of earth fire. What she swallowed into her body could only be the purest flame power.
In the big cauldron, the body of Langya King Black Wolf Demon from the Holy Spirit World Wanlingtian was suspended there.
The violent power of earth fire burned the body of the black wolf demon, and his body has been placed here for all these years.
The endless power of the earth fire is like a big wave washing over the sand, slowly melting the useless flesh, blood, bones and other hard things in King Langya's body, slowly removing the useful blood essence in his body, the origin of his power, and even the heavenly law condensed in his body.
Traces are produced by calcining. (To be continued)