Ximen Feng frowned. She pulled out the cork, and a fragrant fragrance spurted out, even turning into a colorful cloud of Ganoderma lucidum near the mouth of the medicine bottle. WWw!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!comXimen Feng glanced at Lin Qi in shock, and hurriedly poured the drop of Qing Jing Yu Chan's blood into his mouth.
A loud "chichi" sound was heard, and Ximen Feng's skin squirmed slightly. Her body was ravaged by heat and cold air, and the almost collapsed meridians were quickly repaired, becoming more resilient and stronger than before. Straight thin airflows spurted out from her pores. These gray airflows carried a faint fishy smell, which was obviously the impurities in her body being forcibly expelled.
Then the surrounding magical elements rolled around, and the huge energy flow condensed into a vortex with a diameter of more than a hundred meters above Ximen Feng's head. Drops of cyan liquid condensed purely from wind elements continued to drip, drop by drop. It merged into Ximen Feng's body.
"She practices wind attribute fighting spirit? No wonder she draws the sword so fast!" Lin Qi nodded, carrying Xiahou Pei and walked to an altar nearby: "When she finishes practicing, she will be the second . You can ask her about the effects of taking my secret potion, and maybe her answer will help you make the wisest choice."
The ancient tribesmen around looked at Lin Qi with complicated expressions. They were all experts in cultivation. Just by taking a look at Ximen Feng's condition, they knew that the drop of medicine Lin Qi asked her to take was an amazing treasure of heaven and earth. of spiritual things. Ximen Feng obviously benefited greatly from it, and perhaps her strength can be further improved.
When you reach the level of high-level demigods and peak demigods, it is difficult to increase your strength even a little bit. If there is any foreign object that can help demigods break through their limits and gain greater power, this foreign object will inevitably cause countless people to fight for it.
Ruoyouruowu's roar came from Ximen Feng's body, and the low animal roar made everyone's eardrums hurt, and they subconsciously took a few steps back. Suddenly, a pair of gorgeous white wings spread out behind Ximen Feng. The wings, which were about ten meters long, swayed slightly, and there was a loud sound of wind all around.
"Really, interesting! What a pity!" Tiantianshan muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that what she activated was not the bloodline of the angels. It was the power of the Wind Clan. Hmm. What she cultivated was the wind-attribute fighting spirit. It seems that the fighting spirit welcomes the wind. Towards her control over the bloodline. She has already stood on the threshold of completing her first transformation... I am very curious, how many potions has that toad swallowed over the years?"
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree snorted and waved its roots wildly. It was obvious that he had no definite answer to this question.
Qing Jing Yu Chan said that he had been sleeping and only woke up a year ago. After feeling the breath of the immortal moon, he eagerly ran to Ying Zheng's place to eat and mix. With that toad's lazy character, he must have ruined a lot of Ying Zheng's elixirs. But with his rogue nature, he might have been awake for a thousand or even ten thousand years? It's nothing more than hiding in some nook and corner to benefit yourself.
Osmanthus Tree feels very resentful. He is a very pure and kind person, but the parts around him seem to be worse than the last.
Lin Qi took a deep look at Ximen Feng. Did just a drop of Qing Jing Yu Chan's blood stimulate Ximen Feng to step on the threshold of completing the first step of transformation? very good, very powerful. No wonder Ximen Feng could become the leader of this ancient alliance. Her strength really impressed Lin Qi. In this case, the blood of Qingjing Jade Toad cannot be used carelessly.
A black square altar stood in front of Lin Qi. At the four corners of the altar stood four strangely shaped demon statues.
One of them is the statue of the sky-swallowing snake. Hundreds of snake heads stretched out into the sky. There was a ferocious and evil aura out of thin air. The other three statues are no better, just like the Sky-Eating Serpent. They were all generals of the Demon Legion back then. After losing the war with the gods, they fled the battlefield and huddled in the abyss to survive.
He casually threw Xiahou Chu in the center of the altar. Lin Qi stared at him and warned him carefully: "Remember, don't have any sense of resistance, otherwise your soul will be shattered into pieces. I hope you can become ' I don't want to see you become my own dead person!"
Xia Houzhu gave a helpless smile. He turned his head and looked at Ximen Feng, whose wings were slowly spreading behind him, and carefully lowered his voice: "If I become one of your own, can I get a drop of that elixir?"
Lin Qi nodded seriously: "Everything is available, don't worry, as long as you are one of our own, you will not be short of these benefits."
In a tavern in Black Pearl Harbor, the three-legged toad, who was desperately pouring wine into his belly under the waiters of several succubus girls, suddenly trembled. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked carefully at the person standing Donkeys around. He had a bad premonition. He seemed to have a premonition that he was going to bleed again
Artha and other old demons from the Demonic Abyss followed the formation of an evil and ancient magic circle and surrounded the altar. They raised the top-quality magic wands that Lin Qi had forged for them with a lot of money, and murmured spells.
Buckets after buckets of dragon blood were poured on the altar like free spring water, and then were quickly swallowed by this strange black altar. Xia Houchu was lying in the middle of the altar, watching Lin Qi's people pouring the dragon's blood that exuded a strong demigod aura as waste water on the altar, and couldn't help but twitch all over.
This is the blood of a giant dragon. Even the young people of the Twelve Ancient Clan, only a handful of top geniuses and the lucky ones who are loved by their ancestors can get the benefits of bathing in dragon blood. But here, Lin Qi used dragon blood as a sacrificial offering, and it was so wasteful! Demigod-level dragon blood. Does he know how beneficial it is to those warriors at the peak of Saint Masters or even below the intermediate level of Demigod
Some other members of the ancient tribe were also attracted by the movement here. They walked slowly over in horror, staring blankly at the groups of little evil demons covered in black and screaming, carrying more monsters than them. Big buckets rushed back and forth, pouring buckets of dragon blood on the altar.
Occasionally, a few greedy little evil demons would deliberately fall on the ground, letting some of the dragon's blood spill out and splash on their bodies and mouths. The high-temperature dragon's blood made these little evil demons scream, and they rolled and crawled forward. At the same time, the dragon's blood swallowed in their stomachs exuded huge power in their bodies, stimulating the excitement of these little evil demons. The muscles swelled up piece by piece, and dragon scales appeared faintly under the skin.
The eyes of the young elites of the ancient tribe were all wide-eyed. Looking at the behavior of those little evil demons after they had embezzled the blood in the barrel, this was indeed dragon blood. This was indeed demigod-level dragon blood. And looking at the high temperature emitted by the dragon's blood, this is definitely the blood of a giant dragon with pure ancient blood.
However, such a large amount of dragon blood was used for sacrifice
Lin Madang couldn't help but glance at Lin Qi blankly, and then muttered in a low voice: "What a waste! Rather than using so much dragon blood to sacrifice, I think it would be more economical to use those little lemure slaves. "
All the ancient tribes nodded repeatedly, and they all thought that since Lin Qi had so many little lemure slaves, why didn't he use these little lemures as sacrifices? Using dragon blood is such a waste! Using the little lemures to sacrifice was not because these ancient tribes were cruel, but because the little lemures were really a creature with little status and a despicable bloodline.
Lin Qi turned to look at Lin Madang and others, and smiled indifferently: "Want dragon blood? When you become your own people, everyone can enjoy a dragon blood bath according to your strength every month. No matter what Warrior or mage, in short, you know how much benefit it will be to you after bathing in dragon blood."
The ancient tribesmen were all dumbfounded. Of course they knew the benefits of bathing in dragon blood—near absolute magic immunity, super physical defense, and the terrifying attribute of being immune to almost all poisons. If they could bathe in the blood of a giant dragon with the same strength as themselves once a month, then the benefits they would get would be even greater, and their combat effectiveness and survivability would increase several times.
Isn't this too generous
Lin Kuangmai and others looked at each other. Maybe, becoming Lin Qi's own is really a good thing
At this moment, a group of little evil demons ran up to Xiahou Chu carrying huge wooden barrels and poured all the dragon blood in the barrels on Xiahou Chu. Xiahou Chu's skin was immediately burned with a lot of blisters, and he screamed in pain, but soon he let out an extremely comfortable moan. The strong body of the Xiahou family made him quickly adapt to being treated with dragon blood. The pain of soaking.
"Hey, please give me more. Don't be stingy. This dragon's blood is really effective." Xiahou Chu smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and his eyes narrowed into a straight line. He could clearly feel that the mysterious power contained in the dragon's blood was integrating with his body. Without increasing his strength, his body became stronger and more powerful, and some mysterious changes occurred. It is also happening rapidly in the body.
The little lemures kept rushing to Xiahou Chu's side, and buckets of dragon blood were sprinkled on him.
Xiahou Chu suddenly jumped up, grabbed the barrels from the hands of the little evil demons, and swallowed the dragon's blood that was as hot as lava in big mouthfuls. Fire and green smoke came out of his mouth, and his eyes turned blood-red from the pain. The huge veins under his skin swelled. Xiahouchu screamed, and suddenly his body A piece of hot lava-like flames spurted out.
"Open your soul, Xiahou Chu, greater benefits are waiting for you!" Lin Qi muttered lowly. (To be continued.)