The first thousand and twenty-seven chapters of the free blood
As time passed, the eyes of Ling Zifan and his son in the secret room gradually became excited.
"Zifan, this..." Ling's father watched blankly as Chen Ling gradually stabilized.
Ling Zifan perked up and said excitedly: "Could Junior Brother Chen really be able to refine locust voodoo?"
Father Ling swallowed, but still couldn't believe it.
Since he was helpless in the late stage of Zero Realm, he could only suppress it for the time being.
Chen Ling is only at the early stage of Zero Realm.
Even if he is extraordinary and has a powerful bloodline, this is still too amazing.
In the secret room, the two of them looked at Chen Ling anxiously.
Two hours passed, and Chen Ling slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
No surprises.
"Junior Brother Chen, how are you?"
Ling Zifan asked cautiously.
Chen Ling turned his eyes and looked at the eyes of the two father and son Qi Yi. Chen Ling grinned: "Fortunately, although it was a bit thrilling, it was refined in the end."
hiss.
Ling Zifan took a breath.
Father Ling was so shocked that his mind went blank.
Refined?
Looking at the two of them, Chen Ling thought secretly.
His move just now was indeed a bit risky, but fortunately the result was good.
My own blood-devouring bloodline is surprisingly powerful.
The voodoo that was helpless in the late stage of Zero Realm was actually refined by him. Although it was also due to the primitive power assisting in suppressing it, it can be seen.
The most important thing is that that small strand, after refining, increased his strength a lot.
Chen Ling looked at Ling's father, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
He couldn't extract blood from it, and the other party couldn't completely separate the blood from voodoo.
If you want to get rid of this voodoo, you must mix blood and voodoo.
To him, this was a free gift of bloodline power.
Even though the power of Ling's father's bloodline is average, at the late stage of Zero Realm, the power contained in a ray is far beyond what he can compare with at the early stage of Zero Realm.
Ling Zifan reacted quickly, looked at Chen Ling and gritted his teeth: "Junior brother Chen, please help my father."
Father Ling pursed his lips and murmured: "I'll just ask you to call you my nephew."
Chen Ling smiled and said: "Uncle Ling, I told Brother Ling when I came here that if I can do it, I will take action."
Ling's father's face suddenly showed unconcealable joy and excitement.
"But..." Chen Ling's voice paused.
Father Ling said hurriedly: "My dear nephew, please tell me."
Chen Ling said sternly: "Uncle Ling, brother Ling, my strength is just at the early stage of zero realm. And uncle Ling cannot completely separate voodoo from blood power. In this case, if I want to swallow voodoo from it, it will be very difficult for me to do so."
It is necessary to swallow part of Uncle Ling's bloodline power together..."
Ling Zifan and Ling's father understood instantly.
They swallowed them together and finally refined the voodoo, but Ling's father had to lose a lot of blood power.
"Father..." Ling Zifan hesitated.
Father Ling was just stunned for a moment, but then he laughed and said: "Zifan, there is no need to worry. It is true what my nephew said, but if you can get rid of voodoo, even if you lose some bloodline power, what does it matter?"
He stared at Chen Ling and said: "My dear nephew, you can do whatever you want, there is no need to worry."
Chen Ling glanced at Ling Zifan, nodded and said: "Okay, please trouble Uncle Ling to separate the voodoo, and I will devour them one by one."
"The speed may be slower. If the voodoo is strong, with my current level, I'm afraid it will take ten days and a half."
Ling's father kept laughing: "Ten days and a half are nothing."
With that said, he looked at Ling Zifan and said, "Zifan, go and prepare some healing medicine."
Ling Zifan nodded, looked at Chen Ling and said, "Junior Brother Chen, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
After saying that, he quickly walked out of the secret room.
In the secret room, a force emerged from Ling's father's palm again, and his blood was intertwined with voodoo.
Chen Ling's face turned solemn, and he carefully swallowed it into his body, then pulled the original power, mixed it with the power of blood, and slowly refined it.
It took nearly two hours to refine it, but it didn't take long to recover.
For Chen Ling, it is a great thing.
The improved bloodline power is much faster than his own cultivation.
Even a trace of bloodline power in the late Zero Realm has a very profound foundation.
For the next time, he stayed at the Ling family to refine voodoo.
In the blink of an eye, fourteen days passed.
On this day, the voodoo-mixed blood in Ling's father's body was finally completely removed.
Father Ling's face turned pale.
After the voodoo is gone, his bloodline power has also lost a lot, but as long as there are many precious medicines, it won't take long to recover.
This loss is nothing compared to the torture of voodoo.
Feeling that there was no longer any restraint or torture in his body, Father Ling's whole body trembled with excitement and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
As if he thought of something, Ling's father stopped quickly and looked at Chen Ling, who was pale and sitting cross-legged to recover.
Immediately, he quietly walked out of the secret room.
A few hours later, Chen Ling opened his eyes, and as he opened and closed them, the purple energy flashed away.
Feeling the blood in his body, Chen Ling's face showed a hint of joy.
The initial level of cultivation in the Zero Realm has been greatly improved and has been greatly improved.
"This trip is worth it."
Chen Ling smiled and stood up slowly.
Thinking back on these days in the Ling family, he was thoughtful.
Ling Zifan is someone you can make friends with.
Pushing open the door to the secret room, a figure outside quickly turned around.
Chen Ling was stunned: "Brother Ling, have you always been here?"
Ling Zifan smiled and said: "It only took a moment. How is Junior Brother Chen's recovery?"
When Chen Ling saw this, he said no more and said with a smile, "No problem."
Immediately, he sighed: "To be honest, I also got a lot of benefits from it."
Ling Zifan waved his hand: "Junior Brother Chen, don't think too much. My father can get rid of the torture of voodoo, and it won't be a big deal if he loses some bloodline power."
"With the medicine at home, you can recover quickly. The key is to get rid of voodoo. That is the most important thing."
"Let's go, follow me."
Ling Zifan smiled mysteriously and pulled Chen Ling away.
Chen Ling was suspicious, but didn't ask.
Soon, the two came to the Ling family hall.
Ling's father is also there.
Seeing Chen Ling, Ling's father quickly stood up to greet him.
Chen Ling said in fear: "Uncle Ling can't do it."
Father Ling laughed and said, "My good nephew, you deserve this."
Ling's father welcomed Chen Ling into the hall and sat down in a very tough manner. Chen Ling had no choice but to give up.
After several people sat down, Chen Ling looked at Ling Zifan suspiciously.
The latter remained silent.
Father Ling waved his sleeves, and a wooden box, a jade bottle, and three scrolls appeared in front of Chen Ling.
Chen Ling was shocked and said: "Uncle Ling, this is..."
Father Ling smiled and said: "Inside the wooden box are five hundred raw stones, and in the jade bottle are ten spirit elixirs for recovery. As for these three scrolls, they are three zero-level combat methods."
Chen Ling's pupils shrank and he quickly said: "Uncle Ling, isn't this too expensive?"
He comes from the heart.
Although I took a dangerous risk on this trip, the improvement in my cultivation level alone was very gratifying.
Now he is no longer a novice who has just entered the primitive world.
For ordinary family forces, rough stones are very precious.
Five hundred rough stones is a considerable sum for the Ling family.
The Ling family is not qualified to control the raw stone veins, so naturally they are not as wealthy as Jueyan Palace.
Ten treasure pills are nothing.
Three methods of warfare are precious.
Warfare is the means of attack in the primitive world, used to control the power of blood.
Father Ling waved his hand and said: "It's not important at all, nephew, you must accept these things, otherwise, my uncle will feel uneasy."
Chen Ling's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Ling for the gift."