"It's your own fault. It's really your own fault."
Yin Xuuge sat on a small jade table with a slumped face.
Youquan squinted his eyes and stood aside with a smile, holding in his mouth a piece of maple sugar made from maple tree essence using its own sugar liquid. Seeing Yin Xuuge's bruised nose and swollen face, Youquan felt very amused, even with a little mischievous gloating.
From her past life to this life, in Youquan's memory, she had never seen Yin Xuuge in such a mess.
The puppet he made was punched so hard that all the bones in his head cracked, and his brain was severely concussed. He couldn't walk normally at all, so he simply crawled out of his seclusion room on all fours.
It's really rare to see Yin Xuege in such a miserable state, it's really too rare.
Qing Ling sighed and squatted in front of Yin Xue Ge, carrying a jar of medicinal wine brewed by Taoist Feng Wu himself. It had been buried under the roots of her tree for millions of years, absorbing endless earth vein aura, and the medicinal wine was astonishingly powerful. smeared over Yin Xuuge's bruised and deformed face.
The lethality of those puppets completely exceeded the expectations of the creator, Yin Xuuge.
He integrated all his understanding of all the lethal laws of heaven in the Yuanlu world into these puppets. He turned all his understanding of the Law of Destruction into complex and mysterious runes and engraved them into these puppets.
These puppets represent the highest achievement of Yin Xuege's current practice. At least in the next few decades, Yin Xuege cannot see any hope of surpassing the achievements of these puppets. This has reached the limit, and is extremely close to the extreme that the laws of heaven in the Yuanlu world can interpret.
Therefore, Yin Xuuge was unable to resist the attacks of these puppets.
With one blow, his protective aura was shattered, and his tempered body was severely damaged.
What Qing Ling calls self-inflicted is that Yin Xuuge is afraid that the lethality of these puppets is not enough. In addition to the explosive instant killing runes, he also engraved a large number of delayed release runes on the bodies of these puppets.
In other words, the attack power of these puppets does not disappear after a single burst. Instead, there is a large amount of soft, tough, and extremely persistent negative energy that is as difficult to dispel and dissolve as maggots on the tarsal bones. It continues to act on the puppets. inside the enemy's body, constantly draining the enemy's vitality.
This power comes from Yin Xuege's own hands, and it is the strongest power he can control at this stage.
Therefore, he cannot dispel this power himself, and can only use his own Yuan Power to slowly wear away and offset it. According to Yin Xuuge's own estimation, he received such a punch. Although he was not killed on the spot, he had to stay in this bruised and swollen appearance for more than a year before he could eliminate all the negative energy sent into his body by these puppets. .
"Master, you were quite smart when you were a child. Why are you so stupid now?"
Qing Ling looked at Yin Xuege and impatiently applied the last bit of medicinal wine on his forehead. She lectured her in a tone of anger, puzzlement and resentment. The young master.
"But look now, how could you be so stupid? Have you ever seen a blacksmith who made a peerless sword and stabbed himself in the neck like this just to test whether the knife is fast?"
The example Qinghe gave was very hurtful, and Yin Xuuge flicked her forehead angrily.
"What did you say? Is your young master so stupid?"
Qinghe and Youquan looked at each other, and then nodded desperately at the same time. Youquan remained silent, but her eyes and lips were curved into crescent shapes, and there was a smile that couldn't be concealed on her face. If Youquan hadn't injected a touch of cold air into her face, freezing most of her facial muscles, she would have laughed out loud.
What Yin Xuuge did was not far different from what Qing Ling said about the blacksmith who cut his own neck with a sword he forged.
Look at the thirty-six puppets lined up in a row, standing neatly behind Yin Xuuge. Look at the fact that Yin Xuuge was lazy and didn't create standard human facial features for them, just an oval smooth iron plate. Their lifeless faces, and then feeling the ancient, powerful and solemn killing aura on their bodies, Youquan and Qing Ling felt that Yin Xuuge might be even stupider than the blacksmith.
Feeling the medicinal wine on his face continuously seeping into his body, and the pain caused by the fierce conflict and mutual dissolution of the negative energy that the puppet blasted into his body, Yin Xuuge touched his face that had been swollen three times and sighed helplessly. .
Yin Xuege groaned helplessly as he slapped Qing Ling hard on the forehead.
"Go away and do what I asked you to do quickly. Otherwise, Qing Ling, I will consider not giving you a dowry and just give you away casually."
"Think about it, what about Yin Feifei?"
Qing Ling's face suddenly turned pale. She blinked and looked down at her still shriveled and thin body. Then she thought back to Yin Feifei's tall and fat body, with one arm thicker than her waist. Qing Ling She shivered violently.
"Go right now, I... go right now."
"I would rather never get married than marry that fat pig."
In a panic, she dropped the jade jar containing the medicinal wine in her hand, and ran out dancing in her arms. She quickly rushed into the specially opened room next door. With the help of Taoist Fengwu, she led out from tens of millions of miles underground. The main hall with one hundred and eight earth fire spiritual veins.
It was cast entirely with gold sand melted by heavenly fire. The whole body showed a magnificent lavender red color. Every inch of the ground was emitting scorching heat. In the hall, a three-legged cauldron without a lid was suspended in one hundred and eight fists. The sky is full of large and small eyes of fire.
One hundred and eight purple earth fires spurted out, almost solidifying and spraying on the cauldron.
Near the cauldron, the high temperature caused strange distortions in the void and time. Each of these one hundred and eight fire eyes corresponds to a super earth fire spiritual vein deep underground, and the full power of each earth fire spiritual vein explodes, and it has the ability to instantly destroy the entire territory of tens of thousands of first-level dynasties. of terrifying power.
With all the power of one hundred and eight earth fire spirit veins gathered together, one can imagine how much terrible energy is gathered in a small space, and how violent the annihilation and dissolution of laws are taking place in this small space. .
Qing Ling took off her clothes, subconsciously held her breath, and approached the cauldron in small steps.
The temperature near this big cauldron is so high that it makes people desperate. Even Taoist Feng Wu, who can control the Phoenix Divine Flame, is not willing to go near this big cauldron. The high temperature here has even given Taoist Feng Wu a fear that his body will be burned.
In the entire Senluo Territory, and even in the entire underground foreign lands of Western and Northern Borders, only Qing Hao could approach this cauldron without changing his expression.
But the temperature nearby is so high that normal people can't imagine it. So although Qing Ling herself can withstand the high temperature, her clothes can't either. She must take off her clothes every time, otherwise when she gets close to the cauldron, all her clothes will be burned.
Twenty feet away from the cauldron, Qing Ling's body began to turn red.
Sixteen feet closer to the cauldron, Qing Lian's body began to spit out fire.
When Qing Lian got closer to the cauldron and the flames erupted from the fire eyes almost hit her, Qing Ling's body had turned red and translucent. Her body was no longer human, but turned into a flowing, slightly human-shaped flame.
Her long hair no longer looked like one strand, but turned into a ball of flowing fire, with a flame more than ten feet long burning blazingly behind her. Through her translucent chest, one could see a pure flame the size of a human head running wildly in Qing Ling's heart.
In that ball of fire, there was a ferocious beast that looked like a lion or a unicorn, with phoenix wings on its back, dragon horns on its forehead, and red scales all over its body. Its face was as ferocious as an evil spirit, its claws curled up, and it roared. Dozing off.
During the years that Yin Xuuge had been practicing in seclusion, Qinghe's strength had also undergone earth-shaking changes.
Day and night, she absorbed the essence of earth fire ejected from the eyes of fire, and every bit of firepower successfully activated part of her bloodline. These pure and domineering essences of earthfire were changing her bloodline every moment. Become more pure and powerful.
As of today, 70% of Qing Ling's bloodline has been transformed into Zhizhen bloodline, which means that she is completely an ancient divine beast in human form.
And Zhizhen is a complex bloodline based on Taotie's bloodline, mixed with the bloodline of various other mythical beasts. In this way, Qinglian's body already has the innate magical power to instinctively swallow the essence of earth fire and continuously increase its strength.
As for ancient mythical beasts, none of them require hard training. They slept, ate, and played for three to five million years, and their strength naturally increased to its peak state.
The same is true for Qing Ling now. As long as she stays near the cauldron, the flame essence ejected from the fire eyes will not be wasted. All of it will be converted into her power and make her bloodline purer and more powerful. The tyranny.
Sitting cross-legged less than a foot away from the cauldron, Qing Ling has now completely turned into a ball of fire, a ball of light, and a ball of violent energy that does not even have a basic human form. She breathed heavily, and all other attributes of heaven and earth energy were repelled by the violent and terrifying power of earth fire. What she swallowed into her body could only be the purest fire power.
In the big cauldron, the body of Langya King Black Wolf Demon from the Holy Spirit World Wanlingtian was suspended there.
The violent power of earth fire burned the body of the black wolf demon, and his body has been placed here for all these years.
The endless power of the earth fire is like a big wave washing over the sand, slowly melting the useless flesh, blood, bones and other hard things in King Langya's body, slowly removing the useful blood essence, the origin of his power, and even the heavenly law condensed in his body. Traces are produced by calcining.
(End of chapter)