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Chapter 42 The Soul of the Bloodline

"It's too strong. My cultivation level is at the high level of Blood Pill Perfection, and my combat power is comparable to that of Blood Pill Perfection, but I'm just the first to enter Blood Pill Perfection. And this guy is already at the peak of Blood Pill Perfection. My strength increases and speed

There is no advantage at all.”

Chen Ling gasped and stared at Qi Zhan with a solemn expression.

"Chen Ling looks like he's dying. It's only been a while now, but he looks seriously injured."

"Hey, look at Qi Zhan, his clothes are not messed up, he's so crushed."

"The outcome of this battle has been determined. Chen Ling will definitely be defeated. In a life-or-death battle, defeat means death. Qi Zhan will not let him off lightly."

Qi Zhan squinted his eyes and said with a bit of brilliance: "I didn't expect that your strength would be comparable to that of a high-level Blood Pill."

"hiss."

Many people in the crowd took a breath.

Is the high-level blood elixir comparable to the perfect blood elixir?

For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Ling differently.

"Chen Ling is definitely a genius, but it's such a pity."

"If this guy doesn't die, he will definitely be able to step into the Earth Pill or even the Heaven Pill in the future. This is a leap in strength."

"The Chen family is well hidden. If I give you a few years, I'm afraid it won't be a problem to surpass me. Unfortunately, you don't have time anymore."

Qi Zhan opened his lips with a sinister smile.

"I said I won't leave you with a whole body, I'll just let you experience my bloodline martial arts."

"Jie Jie."

The gloomy voice carried an invisible chill throughout the martial arts arena. Everyone felt that their energy and blood were stagnant, their whole bodies were filled with chills, and some even started to shiver.

Chen Ling's pupils shrank slightly.

Bloodline martial arts.

Won't you let me keep the whole body...

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ling's eyes welled up with a deep will to survive.

He knew very well that he was definitely no match for Qi Zhan.

In order to defeat Qi Zhan, strength and speed are not enough.

You must rely on your own advantages, which Qi Zhan does not have.

Chen Ling gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to burst.

"The advantage of bloodline, the only advantage I have is the advantage of bloodline, but how can bloodline help me win?"

"My bloodline is comparable to the fifth grade, and I was born out of the terrifying Void Devouring Sky Beast, which devours bloodline."

"But if it is swallowed, Qi Zhan's power will be enough to destroy me in an instant. How can it be swallowed? Even if it is swallowed, it will be exploded by his power."

"Damn it, I can't lose."

Chen Ling clenched his fists, despair once again haunting his heart.

Buzz~~

Qi Zhan suddenly closed his eyes.

Wave after wave of cold air squirmed in the air, and the chill increased like crazy. Visible to the naked eye, the air seemed to gradually solidify.

Jiang Lan's eyes narrowed and he looked shocked.

"This child, this child actually has a cold body, a cold body, an innate cold body."

"No, it doesn't look like an innate cold body, but it is indeed a cold body. Could it be a cold body that was molded the day after tomorrow?"

"Hiss, who is he? He can actually create a cold body the day after tomorrow?"

A look of severe shock appeared on Jiang Lan's face.

Cold body, a kind of special constitution.

If you have an innate cold body, your body will inherently contain terrifying coldness. Once you start practicing, your speed will increase by thousands of miles, and you will automatically cultivate the ice energy, and you will have extremely terrifying talent for coldness.

Once such a genius appears, even Leicheng will be shaken.

However, if the cold body is cast the day after tomorrow, it is much worse than the innate cold body. However, it still has great advantages compared to warriors with ordinary physiques.

However, the natural materials, earthly treasures and various methods required to forge a cold body the day after tomorrow are simply not something that ordinary people can accomplish.

Such a character can only be possessed by at least the level characters in Leicheng.

For a moment, Jiang Lan felt a storm in his heart.

Qi Zhan even made him feel fearful, not because of his strength, but because of his back.

The chill in the air became more and more terrifying, and the marginal warriors could no longer bear it and retreated to a distance.

Gradually, Lei Shuo felt a biting chill and was extremely frightened.

"What a terrifying chill. Does this guy have some kind of special physique?"

Feeling the stagnant blood in his body, Chen Ling's face became increasingly ugly.

Qi Zhan is too strong.

"There must be a way, there must be..." Seeing Qi Zhan brewing, Chen Ling frantically explored his body.

"Bloodline, the advantage of my bloodline, the biggest advantage of swallowing the sky bloodline is swallowing, damn it, but swallowing won't work now."

"Speed...recovery ability...are not good."

"Ahhhhhh."

Chen Ling felt like he was going crazy.

Click!

A harsh crackling sound suddenly sounded in the air, as sharp as the sound of cracking ice.

"Oh my God."

There were exclamations from the crowd.

On the martial arts battlefield, half of the area where Qi Zhan was standing was completely covered by a thin layer of cold crystals, freezing the air.

boom!

Qi Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as deep as the deep **, and the chill was surging and breathtaking.

Facing Qi Zhan's eyes, Chen Ling felt as if his heart was about to freeze, and the chill went straight into his soul.

"Jie Jie, the genius of the Chen family, is just a waste in my eyes. I'm afraid you still don't know the true meaning of bloodline, right?"

"Today, I will teach you what true bloodline martial arts are."

"Awaken, Ice Soul."

The low voice, like the sound of hell, suddenly echoed.

"He actually reached this point."

Jiang Lan exclaimed.

The soul of blood can also be said to be the true meaning of blood.

This is a special power that can only be possessed by entering the Earth Dan Realm.

Bloodline?

Do you think it's just pure blood?

No, it's far from that simple.

Boom!

The cold crystal in the air suddenly shattered and turned into countless fragments floating in the air. Qi Zhan's hair was flying and his expression was ferocious.

The monstrous cold air suddenly erupted from his body, forming a terrifying cold air storm.

The storm felt like it was alive.

That's not a storm, that's a soul with the shape of a storm.

Chen Ling trembled all over and his head suddenly froze.

"The true meaning of bloodline? The soul of bloodline? Awakening..."

He felt like he had touched something.

"The soul of blood, my blood..."

Chen Ling's heart suddenly sank into his body, into his limbs and bones, and into every part of his body.

What about blood?

It was only at this moment that he realized that blood seemed to be an invisible substance, and would explode whenever his mind moved.

But this doesn't seem to be a real bloodline.

Otherwise, how can we explain Qi Zhan’s actions?

The storm rises and falls, but no wind or cold comes.

Countless warriors looked at Qi Zhan in fear.

"Chen Ling, enjoy it, I will make you an ice sculpture and give you a gift from the Chen family, haha."

Qi Zhan laughed wildly, waved his hands suddenly, and the storm danced wildly, leaving a frozen silver road in the air.

Chen Ling seemed to have forgotten everything, his eyes were open blankly, but he was frantically searching for his bloodline.

Where is my bloodline?

Swallow the sky bloodline, come out for me?

Crazy roars echoed within Chen Ling's body.

Jiang Lan hesitated because Qi Zhan's back made him hesitate.

In this short moment, a storm suddenly enveloped Chen Ling.

Click!

With a loud noise, Chen Ling's entire body turned into an ice sculpture, motionless. (To be continued)


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