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Chapter 142: The Magical Use of Qi and Blood

The newcomers walked toward the magic mist one by one.

The churning magic mist is like the mouth of hell, ferocious and terrifying.

A gloomy atmosphere filled the air, making people shudder.

The moment the first person stepped into the magic mist, a large piece of magic mist rolled and enveloped him.

The warrior's expression changed, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his body twitching violently, his whole body covered with gray mist, and a layer of pain appeared on his face almost within a few breaths.

Everyone could see clearly that the traces of magic mist were like worms burrowing into his body through the pores of his body.

"If you ink more, the time will double."

Qiao Mu suddenly shouted coldly.

Everyone shuddered, gritted their teeth, and mustered up the courage to rush into the magic mist.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of warriors were sitting at the edge of the Demonic Spirit Valley.

Each and every one of them seemed to be poisoned, their faces turned black, their whole bodies were twitching, and they were in agony.

Shortly after everyone stepped in, Chen Lingcai and the recovered Lei Wankuo entered the magic mist.

The magic mist that looks like a small snake penetrates into the body through the pores.

Chen Ling trembled all over, and a trace of pain could not help but appear on his face.

The flesh and blood seemed to be corroded.

He immediately stimulated the energy and blood throughout his body.

The boiling Qi and blood are rushing through the body, bringing a surging power.

For a moment, the pain caused by the magic mist's corrosion immediately weakened.

"The effect of Qi and blood is so obvious." Chen Ling was pleasantly surprised.

As the energy and blood surged, it penetrated deep into the limbs and bones, and the demonic mist pouring into the body suddenly became blocked.

The corrosive power of those magical mists is really not weak.

Chen Ling's strengthened body's muscles couldn't stop twitching, and wisps of needle-like pain followed one after another.

Under his control, streams of boiling energy and blood were like flames, and wherever they passed, the magic mist was attacked fiercely.

For a moment, the magic mist that entered his body was forced into a corner.

Moreover, the entry speed of the magic fog from the outside world has also become slower.

Chen Ling immediately calmed down and carefully studied the resistance relationship between the magic mist and Qi and blood.

Time passes slowly.

"Although Leiwei Mountain has declined, this year's newcomers are not too rubbish." The vice-captain walked to Qiao Mu and glanced at the people sitting cross-legged on the edge of the magic mist, and said with a faint smile.

"Leiwei Mountain is Leiwei Mountain after all. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how it declines, it still has a profound heritage." Qiao Mu chuckled, noncommittal.

"Actually, if there are a few guys here who join our Forbidden Army and train them, their future achievements will be limitless." The vice-captain glanced at a few of them, feeling faintly enthusiastic.

Qiao Mu laughed in surprise: "I think you are crazy. You want to recruit people from Leiwei Mountain? Just live."

The vice-captain couldn't help but smile.

"By the way, your mission this time is to train Chen Ling hard. The only sixth-grade bloodline comes from a small place. This guy is interesting." Qiao Mu stared at Chen Ling, with a sinister look in his eyes.

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"Is he the sixth-grade bloodline?"

The vice-captain obviously didn't know yet and exclaimed.

"That's right, Lin Hai asked me to take special care of Chen Ling. I guess it was the intention of the mountain masters of Leiwei Mountain. He is a sixth-grade bloodline, and Leiwei Mountain wants to train this guy with all his strength."

"Haha, if it were me, I would probably do my best to train this boy. He is a talented monster, and he doesn't belong to the three major powers of the Han family, the Lei family, and the Prince's Palace."

"This is a good seedling."

A strange and unnoticeable look flashed in the vice-captain's eyes, and he grinned and said: "Captain, don't worry, if you get into my hands, you will have to shed some skin even if you don't die."

"These two months have been hell."

"Um."

Qiao Mu nodded, then turned and walked back to the tent.

The remaining nine people were watching everyone carefully.

Most of the newcomers are gradually getting on the right track. Although the magic mist is scary, it is still on the edge. Although you cannot use your true energy, you can practice to the half-step earth elixir level or even the earth elixir level. How can your energy and blood be weak?

Therefore, although the erosion of these magical mists makes everyone quite fearful, it has not yet reached the point of threatening life.

Everyone soon realized that the power of qi and blood could effectively resist the magic mist, but some of the weaker ones were still in dire straits.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Ling used the power of Qi and blood to seal off the pores in his body, preventing even a trace of magic mist from entering.

The demonic mist that originally existed in his body was forced out of his body by the surging energy and blood.

As time passed by, the external pressure gradually increased. Even with the qi and blood blockade, Chen Ling felt huge pressure coming from one after another, almost wanting to break the qi and blood blockade.

It seems that if you want to move in the Demonic Spirit Valley, the best way is to use your energy and blood to resist.

I don't use my true energy to avoid consumption.

If such corrosion relies on true energy, it may not take long for the true energy to be exhausted.

These forbidden troops are indeed not simple, and every move contains a certain reason.

Chen Ling was thoughtful.

Then, he gradually released the blockage of energy and blood, allowing the magic mist to enter his body.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and allowed his body to gradually adapt to this level of corrosion.

At the beginning, the pain was really like a knife being twisted.

However, his strong recovery power allowed his body to recover quickly.

Gradually, the pain slowly subsided.

His body gradually became resistant to the magic mist.

Half an hour passed quickly.

When the Forbidden Army announced that the time was over, figures in the magic mist rushed out like lightning.

And loud and rapid breathing was heard as everyone sat directly on the ground.

Most of the warriors looked pale, looking at the demonic mist with lingering fear.

However, those who have reached the half-step of Earth Elixir and the elementary level of Earth Elixir are much more relaxed and can slowly walk out of the magic mist.

"I think they should let us use Qi and blood to resist the magic mist, otherwise relying on Qi will consume too much."

"I think so too, but the energy and blood are still a bit reluctant."

"Look at Han Zifeng and Qiu Jie, they are worthy of being at the beginning of the Earth Pill, yet nothing happened to them."

"Lei Wankuo and Chen Ling are the only ones left. I'm afraid nothing will happen to them in an hour."

"Oh, that guy Chen Ling is so perverted. He has a sixth-grade bloodline and his combat power is unparalleled."

"There's no comparison. Comparing one person to another is irritating."

Everyone was talking a lot, but they could finally take a break.

In the magic mist, Chen Ling and Lei Wankuo remained motionless, as if the magic mist had no effect on them.

"Hey, look at Chen Ling and Lei Wankuo."

Suddenly someone exclaimed, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh my god, what's going on? The magic mist is actually blocked outside the body."

Everyone was shocked.

When the rolling magic mist surged toward the two of them, it was actually pushed away by an invisible force, unable to reach their bodies no matter what.

When the time ended, Chen Ling and Lei Wankuo opened their eyes at the same time, and it was as if there was nothing in the magic fog area.

The two looked at each other, with an imperceptible look of surprise in their eyes.

Lei Wankuo is of thunder bloodline, the most violent, and his energy and blood are probably also very violent.

Chen Ling was thoughtful, then slowly stood up and walked out of the magic mist. (To be continued)


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