The old man sighed heavily, and said angrily: "Seventh Young Master has hinted so clearly, but those old fellows in the gang are all pretending to be deaf and dumb, and that old bastard Song Zhongcheng keeps saying that the face of the Song clan is important, hum! I see him I just want to make the young master uncomfortable, lest you get rid of the shackles, get married with a big family, and get a strong support from now on. This building will collapse, so what's the use of face! Confused, really confused!"
Song Zining sighed, and said softly, "Heaven does not kill people, people kill themselves."
At this time, a strong wind suddenly hit, and the windows were blown open, making the room extremely cold, and papers flew across. Song Zining didn't move, and for a moment, his heart was full of depression.
Qianye is still waiting for a long time, the giant beast's painstaking effort seems to be endless, and the dark force of transformation is also endless.
In the corner of the space, the purple blood energy was shrinking there, motionless. It can't get any share of the massive dark force transformed from the Xuanpian, and it's all absorbed by the dark gold blood energy. Today, the dark gold blood energy behaved extremely domineering for some reason. The purple blood energy wanted to share some of the dark force as usual, but was expelled by the dark gold blood energy.
The two blood energy fought a battle, but the purple blood energy was defeated, and was almost torn apart and swallowed by the dark gold blood energy. Its vitality was severely injured, and it didn't dare to compete for food anymore, so it could only shrink far away into a corner, waiting for the dark gold to eat its blood energy, and then see if there was any left.
But this time, both the Black Book and the Primordial Wings were extremely calm, and they didn't start to compete with the dark gold blood energy at all, so all the dark force was absorbed by the dark gold blood energy.
I don't know how long it has passed, and the dark golden blood energy finally reached the critical point, and began to release streaks of blood, attached to the heart, forming a dark golden blood cocoon, and began to advance.
Qianye calculated silently, and was suddenly shocked. The dark force absorbed by the dark gold blood energy was almost equivalent to the entire blood essence of a blood count.
A complete earl of the blood clan, so there is only enough dark gold blood energy to complete one advancement? If Qianye still had a body, he would definitely feel the corners of his eyes twitching. In the past, he only thought that the Wings of the Primordial and the Book of Black were extremely expensive, but now he discovered that the dark gold blood is the real foodie.
The cocoon of dark gold blood energy has been formed, but it has not stopped absorbing the dark force, but the absorption speed is still accelerating. A moment later, a dark golden blood thread protruded from the cocoon and penetrated into Qianye's heart. After a while, another dark golden blood thread was formed and penetrated again.
This is another long process, the dark force grinded out by the Xuanpian continuously enters the blood cocoon, and a sudden enlightenment suddenly enters Qianye's consciousness. After the dark gold blood energy is advanced this time, it will condense the blood core!
In other words, it means that Qianye is one step ahead of Yong Ye, officially promoted to the third-class viscount, and corresponding to the tenth-level general on the side of the empire.
Just counting the terrifying consumption of dark gold blood energy, Qianye couldn't help but smile bitterly. Since it cocooned, the dark force it has absorbed is equivalent to an earl again. All together, at least two and a half earls of dark force were consumed to feed the dark gold blood energy before this forming blood core was formed. If this is the standard, the next promotion is a task with no end in sight.
However, regardless of Yongye or Liming, there is an axiom in either of the two camps, that is, with a given talent, as much investment as there is will be as much reward. The more terrifying the talent, the more difficult it is to advance perfectly, but the stronger the foundation is, the more room for growth in the future.
Although he knew this truth, Qianye was still uneasy. There is nothing else, but this promotion consumes too much, so much that it is unreasonable. This kind of consumption is almost the same for people like Zhao Yuying and Zhao Jundu. But even for them, reasoning shouldn't be so costly.
Numerous dark red threads protruded from the blood cocoon, piercing into the heart, tightly connecting the two together. During the continuous evolution of the dark gold blood energy in the blood cocoon, Qianye's heart was also slowly changing and strengthening. In this process, the blood essence equivalent to two earls was consumed.
Until a certain moment, the dark gold blood energy finally completed the evolution and broke out of the cocoon!
At this moment, Qianye was no longer excited. From front to back, at least the blood essence of five third-class earls was spent on this promotion. In other words, the five Earls of Stuka can be exchanged for Qianye's Congealed Blood Core and be promoted to the third-class Viscount.
Outside this small space, the giant beast's painstaking efforts were almost exhausted, leaving only a thin layer. Qianye could only lament that the vitality of chaotic life forms was several times higher than that of ordinary creatures.
At this moment, the coagulation of the blood core is a matter of course. After the dark gold blood burst out of the cocoon, the countless blood threads that had pierced the heart did not pull away, but continued to draw blood from the heart, and condensed into a small blood mass outside the heart.
Seeing this blood clot, Qianye finally let go of his heart. He was originally worried that the dark gold blood energy would directly assimilate the heart into a blood core, just like all blood races would do.
But in this way, Qianye would have entered the Eternal Night camp with more than half of his body. What's more, human warriors will use the heart as the source of power to activate many combat skills and techniques in the future, and if they want to become a god general in their lifetime, the heart is even more indispensable.
So from the very beginning, Qianye kept giving instructions to the dark gold blood energy to condense a new blood core. It's just that he doesn't know if the dark gold blood energy will obey orders, after all, Qianye has never really been able to control it.
Fortunately, the dark gold blood energy was very obedient this time, as expected, according to Qianye's request, a new blood core was condensed outside the heart.
The blood clot kept wriggling, and continued to absorb the dark force until the giant beast had only a trickle of blood left, and a new blood nucleus appeared next to the heart.
It's just that when he saw this blood core, Qianye couldn't help being a little dazed. Is this really my blood core
He has killed many blood viscounts, and he has seen blood cores, even marquis blood cores, but it was in the array room of the Red Scorpion Legion.
At this moment, the newborn blood core next to the heart is the size of a fist, far larger than an ordinary viscount, and close to a first-class viscount in terms of size. That's all, after all, so much blood was consumed when advancing, it's normal to be stronger than ordinary Viscounts. However, what makes this blood core different is that it is not pure flesh and blood, but also embedded with many dark golden grains.
According to legend, when the blood race crossed over from the duke to the prince, the blood core would undergo a qualitative change and crystallize as a whole, which was called blood amber. However, this is just a written record, and most people will never see the prince's blood core in their entire lives.
The blood prince is extremely powerful, only one step behind the majesty, and his lifespan is close to infinite. It is not surprising that he can live for thousands of years. Those famous blood princes are mostly older than the history of the empire. Such a person, who can kill them and take out the blood core to have a look
So how should Qianye's blood core be classified at this moment? semi-crystallized
Qianye felt a headache deeply, so he simply put this problem aside, successfully condensed the bleeding nucleus, and the immediate benefit was that he could recover his body. The vitality of the blood race is extremely tenacious. As long as the blood core is still there, soak it in the blood pool of the blood race, and it will be revived after spending some time and resources. This is also the reason why the blood core must be destroyed to kill the high-level blood race.
After the blood nucleus condenses, it starts to pulsate regularly like the heart. The dark gold blood energy seemed to be tired, it plunged into the blood core, and refused to move again. Only then did the purple blood energy curled up in the corner move. It swam around the blood core for a long time, but it didn't dare to go in. It had to return to the heart with the power rune and hibernate.
When the first pulsation of the blood core began, Qianye's consciousness suddenly felt down-to-earth, falling into the blood core from the void. Then his thoughts moved, and hundreds of thin blood threads immediately shot out from the blood core, penetrated the surrounding space, pierced into the remaining blood of the giant beast and the outer layer of flesh and blood, and began to restructure the body while absorbing it.
Qianye calmed down and focused on rebuilding his body.
The outside world, in the black forest, was still spreading in all directions, and the flesh and blood that devoured everything it passed suddenly stopped moving forward, and stopped strangely. After a while, it began to shrink, leaving only eroded scorched earth.
But when the flesh and blood receded, the thinned-out ground undulated as if alive, and slowly bulged, filling up the tunnel by itself.
After a while, new green twigs began to emerge from the ground, and they began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a day, forests with a height of tens of meters appeared. Then they stopped growing, the leaves turned yellow and fell like rain, and the branches gradually twisted and turned black, slowly turning into that weird and gloomy appearance.
The flesh and blood already covered a radius of several thousand meters, but it began to shrink at this moment, and it continued to dry up, as if the essence was being continuously extracted. Finally, starting from the outer edge, the flesh and blood withered completely, turning into dark gray stones.
After an unknown amount of time, Qianye tore off a layer of blood covering his body and stood up. The first thing he did after he got up was to touch his chest. Now there was not only a heart beating there, but also a blood nucleus that had never been seen before.
Qianye looked at his hands again. These hands are more slender and longer, without any flaws at all, like works of art. If he had to pick a fault, it would be that his skin was a little too pale, with a slightly sickly beauty.
However, these seemingly slender hands possessed a disproportionately terrifying power. Qianye looked around and saw a half-cut sword not far away, so he stretched out his hand and the sword was in his hand.
This sword was originally the weapon used by Nangong Jiancheng. After his death, his whole body was swallowed by the chaotic beast, and the weapon was corroded and damaged, leaving only half of the blade. But this half of the metal, which even the chaotic behemoth can't digest, is the essence of the long sword.
Qianye held the broken sword, looked at it, and twisted it casually, and the blade was twisted into twists. This kind of strength is far above that of blood races of the same rank, and it is enough to tear apart fine iron.
Qianye threw the remains of the blade on the ground, looked at his hands again, and then carefully looked around. The place where he was standing at the moment was an open space with a radius of one kilometer. It was empty, with nothing in it, except for a thick layer of strange gray stones on the ground. And at Qianye's feet, lay a necklace, which was Anduya's mysterious space.
This necklace was unscathed, and it was worthy of being the core treasure left by the Black Winged Monarch. Qianye picked up the necklace and put it on around his neck again.
At this time, a flash of light not far away suddenly caught his attention. He walked over and saw that it was a strange prismatic crystal, about the size of a palm.