Chapter 2386
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a day later.
Under the desperate rush of the blood ancestor, he finally escaped from the purple mist, and his face became as white as paper.
In addition, his aura has also become extremely disordered, as if his body would explode at any time.
It seemed that when he passed through the blue-purple fog, he was severely eroded by the poisonous fog.
If it weren't for his strong cultivation base, he might not be able to hold on and escape from the blue-purple mist.
Escaping from the blue-purple mist, he no longer felt the pressure of death, and immediately felt a severe itching on his feet.
Sensing the itch on his feet, the Blood Ancestor gritted his teeth, trying to suppress it.
"No, this intense itching cannot be suppressed by willpower."
After the blood ancestor persisted for a while, he gave up patience, and he couldn't hold back this kind of itching.
After discovering this, the Blood Ancestor's face became ugly, and his expression became ferocious, he roared angrily: "Zi Chengrong, when the old man regains his vitality, I will definitely chop you into pieces."
In Xue Zu's view, if Zi Chengrong and others hadn't taken away the wooden barrel, how could he have ended up like this.
When the blood ancestor was angry, he became even more irritable.
The severe itching on his feet prevented him from concentrating on his cultivation, causing his injuries to be unable to recover.
In this way, his injury will become more and more serious, and it will even affect his future cultivation.
"what!"
Thinking of the bad consequences caused by itchy feet, the blood ancestor gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.
With a wave of the Blood Ancestor's right palm, a blood-colored saber glow of holy power blasted out from his palm.
Pooh!
Under the bombardment of the palm of the holy power, the blood ancestor's feet were cut off immediately, and turned into a pool of blood in an instant.
As both feet were severed, the intense itching also weakened.
However, although the itching has subsided, there is a sharp pain in the leg.
"what!"
Enduring the severe pain in his lower leg, the blood ancestor sat down cross-legged and practiced to recover from his injury.
As the blood ancestor recovered from his injuries, he also reunited his feet and restored his physical integrity.
A few days later, under the wholehearted training of the blood ancestor, his feet re-condensed.
To his desperation, as his feet re-condensed, the itching actually reappeared.
"How...how could this be? Even cutting off both feet can't get rid of the poison?"
Seeing such a situation, the blood ancestor was really frightened, and his face turned pale in an instant.
He couldn't get rid of the poison even by cutting off his feet. Doesn't this mean that the poison will always be with him.
As for cutting off his feet again, he didn't dare to do it again.
The previous re-condensation of his feet has consumed 10% of his cultivation, and he cannot bear this kind of consumption.
Fortunately for the Blood Ancestor, although the itching on his feet was still there, it was not as serious as before.
"First, the Hui tribe slaughtered Zi Chengrong and others, and then slowly figured out a way to resolve the foot poison."
Suppressing the itching on his feet, the Blood Ancestor showed a gloomy expression, and set off to rush back to the head of the Dark Demon Clan.
If Zi Chengrong and the others were not killed, it would be hard for him to vent his hatred.
...
Good Fortune Immortal Palace.
After several days, with the help of Mo Qingyun, the girls finally refined the spirit puppet.
After helping the girls refine the spirit puppets, Mo Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and told the girls, "You guys continue to stay and practice, and you are familiar with controlling the spirit puppets to fight. I'm going to Qinglei Illusion to practice."
Now his Longyuan Dominant Body has reached the peak of Dacheng, and he can rush to the level of perfection in one go.
Before that, Mo Qingyun thought about using the power of the Qinglei Lingzhu to help him cultivate the "Crazy Thunder Dragon Origin Overlord Body".
Mo Qingyun didn't go to the Qinglei Illusionary Realm because of delays, now is a good time.
After a while, Mo Qingyun came to the Qinglei illusion and found Qinglei in the illusion.
"Big brother, you are here."
Discovering that Mo Qingyun had entered Qinglei's illusion, Qinglei smiled happily and greeted Mo Qingyun cheerfully.
Regarding Qing Lei's greeting, Mo Qingyun nodded with a faint smile, and said: "Qing Lei, I came to see you today, and I want to ask you for help."
"Big brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, and I will do my best to help you."
For Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei agreed without hesitation, with an innocent smile on his face.
Seeing Qinglei's attitude, Mo Qingyun stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "The "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body" I practiced has now reached a bottleneck stage and requires a lot of Thunder power to cultivate. I want you to release Thunder Help me to complete the cultivation of "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Hegemony Body"."
"OK!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei readily agreed, and then showed a wicked smile, saying: "Big brother, this is what you asked for yourself. I will release the thunder to bombard you later, so don't blame me for being too ruthless."
"Oh, no!"
Regarding Qing Lei's words, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile, and walked to an open place.
After Mo Qingyun sat down, he nodded to Qinglei and asked Qinglei to release thunder to bombard him.
Boom!
Under Qing Lei's control, a powerful thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body.
Then, the bucket-thick thunder engulfed Mo Qingyun like a hungry tiger.
Released a thunderbolt to bombard Mo Qingyun, Qinglei showed a nervous expression, and asked: "Big brother, how is the power of this thunderbolt? Is it too strong?"
"The power is not enough, increase the strength of Thunder."
Hearing Qing Lei's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head, and immediately explained to Qing Lei.
"Not strong enough?"
Qing Lei's expression froze for a moment, which surprised Mo Qingyun's words.
However, he didn't think too much about it, and immediately followed Mo Qingyun's instructions, releasing thunder to bombard Mo Qingyun again.
Immediately afterwards, an even more astonishing thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body.
"Not enough, strengthen it!"
"It's still not enough, let's strengthen it!
...
Under Mo Qingyun's repeated requests, the thunderbolts released by Qinglei became stronger one by one.
As the thunder released became stronger and stronger, the shock on Qing Lei's face became more and more intense, and he said secretly: "Big brother's body is too terrifying, the power of the thunder I release now is enough to blast The cracked nebula-level divine weapon is still unable to harm him."
When Qinglei was shocked, he blasted out another thunderbolt, which struck Mo Qingyun domineeringly.
As the thunder fell, the aura exuded by Mo Qingyun suddenly increased by a few points.
"Big Brother's physical body has broken through!"
Sensing the change in Mo Qingyun's momentum, Qing Lei's expression was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said: "In this way, the physical strength of big brother is stronger than before, so how strong should it be? Where?"
Seeing that Mo Qingyun's physical strength had improved, Qinglei didn't release Thunderbolt any more, and stood guard beside him curiously.
He really wanted to know how strong Mo Qingyun would be after his physical breakthrough.
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a day later.
Under the desperate rush of the blood ancestor, he finally escaped from the purple mist, and his face became as white as paper.
In addition, his aura has also become extremely disordered, as if his body would explode at any time.
It seemed that when he passed through the blue-purple fog, he was severely eroded by the poisonous fog.
If it weren't for his strong cultivation base, he might not be able to hold on and escape from the blue-purple mist.
Escaping from the blue-purple mist, he no longer felt the pressure of death, and immediately felt a severe itching on his feet.
Sensing the itch on his feet, the Blood Ancestor gritted his teeth, trying to suppress it.
"No, this intense itching cannot be suppressed by willpower."
After the blood ancestor persisted for a while, he gave up patience, and he couldn't hold back this kind of itching.
After discovering this, the Blood Ancestor's face became ugly, and his expression became ferocious, he roared angrily: "Zi Chengrong, when the old man regains his vitality, I will definitely chop you into pieces."
In Xue Zu's view, if Zi Chengrong and others hadn't taken away the wooden barrel, how could he have ended up like this.
When the blood ancestor was angry, he became even more irritable.
The severe itching on his feet prevented him from concentrating on his cultivation, causing his injuries to be unable to recover.
In this way, his injury will become more and more serious, and it will even affect his future cultivation.
"what!"
Thinking of the bad consequences caused by itchy feet, the blood ancestor gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.
With a wave of the Blood Ancestor's right palm, a blood-colored saber glow of holy power blasted out from his palm.
Pooh!
Under the bombardment of the palm of the holy power, the blood ancestor's feet were cut off immediately, and turned into a pool of blood in an instant.
As both feet were severed, the intense itching also weakened.
However, although the itching has subsided, there is a sharp pain in the leg.
"what!"
Enduring the severe pain in his lower leg, the blood ancestor sat down cross-legged and practiced to recover from his injury.
As the blood ancestor recovered from his injuries, he also reunited his feet and restored his physical integrity.
A few days later, under the wholehearted training of the blood ancestor, his feet re-condensed.
To his desperation, as his feet re-condensed, the itching actually reappeared.
"How...how could this be? Even cutting off both feet can't get rid of the poison?"
Seeing such a situation, the blood ancestor was really frightened, and his face turned pale in an instant.
He couldn't get rid of the poison even by cutting off his feet. Doesn't this mean that the poison will always be with him.
As for cutting off his feet again, he didn't dare to do it again.
The previous re-condensation of his feet has consumed 10% of his cultivation, and he cannot bear this kind of consumption.
Fortunately for the Blood Ancestor, although the itching on his feet was still there, it was not as serious as before.
"First, the Hui tribe slaughtered Zi Chengrong and others, and then slowly figured out a way to resolve the foot poison."
Suppressing the itching on his feet, the Blood Ancestor showed a gloomy expression, and set off to rush back to the head of the Dark Demon Clan.
If Zi Chengrong and the others were not killed, it would be hard for him to vent his hatred.
...
Good Fortune Immortal Palace.
After several days, with the help of Mo Qingyun, the girls finally refined the spirit puppet.
After helping the girls refine the spirit puppets, Mo Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and told the girls, "You guys continue to stay and practice, and you are familiar with controlling the spirit puppets to fight. I'm going to Qinglei Illusion to practice."
Now his Longyuan Dominant Body has reached the peak of Dacheng, and he can rush to the level of perfection in one go.
Before that, Mo Qingyun thought about using the power of the Qinglei Lingzhu to help him cultivate the "Crazy Thunder Dragon Origin Overlord Body".
Mo Qingyun didn't go to the Qinglei Illusionary Realm because of delays, now is a good time.
After a while, Mo Qingyun came to the Qinglei illusion and found Qinglei in the illusion.
"Big brother, you are here."
Discovering that Mo Qingyun had entered Qinglei's illusion, Qinglei smiled happily and greeted Mo Qingyun cheerfully.
Regarding Qing Lei's greeting, Mo Qingyun nodded with a faint smile, and said: "Qing Lei, I came to see you today, and I want to ask you for help."
"Big brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, and I will do my best to help you."
For Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei agreed without hesitation, with an innocent smile on his face.
Seeing Qinglei's attitude, Mo Qingyun stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "The "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body" I practiced has now reached a bottleneck stage and requires a lot of Thunder power to cultivate. I want you to release Thunder Help me to complete the cultivation of "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Hegemony Body"."
"OK!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei readily agreed, and then showed a wicked smile, saying: "Big brother, this is what you asked for yourself. I will release the thunder to bombard you later, so don't blame me for being too ruthless."
"Oh, no!"
Regarding Qing Lei's words, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile, and walked to an open place.
After Mo Qingyun sat down, he nodded to Qinglei and asked Qinglei to release thunder to bombard him.
Boom!
Under Qing Lei's control, a powerful thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body.
Then, the bucket-thick thunder engulfed Mo Qingyun like a hungry tiger.
Released a thunderbolt to bombard Mo Qingyun, Qinglei showed a nervous expression, and asked: "Big brother, how is the power of this thunderbolt? Is it too strong?"
"The power is not enough, increase the strength of Thunder."
Hearing Qing Lei's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head, and immediately explained to Qing Lei.
"Not strong enough?"
Qing Lei's expression froze for a moment, which surprised Mo Qingyun's words.
However, he didn't think too much about it, and immediately followed Mo Qingyun's instructions, releasing thunder to bombard Mo Qingyun again.
Immediately afterwards, an even more astonishing thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body.
"Not enough, strengthen it!"
"It's still not enough, let's strengthen it!
...
Under Mo Qingyun's repeated requests, the thunderbolts released by Qinglei became stronger one by one.
As the thunder released became stronger and stronger, the shock on Qing Lei's face became more and more intense, and he said secretly: "Big brother's body is too terrifying, the power of the thunder I release now is enough to blast The cracked nebula-level divine weapon is still unable to harm him."
When Qinglei was shocked, he blasted out another thunderbolt, which struck Mo Qingyun domineeringly.
As the thunder fell, the aura exuded by Mo Qingyun suddenly increased by a few points.
"Big Brother's physical body has broken through!"
Sensing the change in Mo Qingyun's momentum, Qing Lei's expression was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said: "In this way, the physical strength of big brother is stronger than before, so how strong should it be? Where?"
Seeing that Mo Qingyun's physical strength had improved, Qinglei didn't release Thunderbolt any more, and stood guard beside him curiously.
He really wanted to know how strong Mo Qingyun would be after his physical breakthrough.
a day later.Under the desperate rush of the blood ancestor, he finally escaped from the purple mist, and his face became as white as paper.In addition, his aura has also become extremely disordered, as if his body would explode at any time.It seemed that when he passed through the blue-purple fog, he was severely eroded by the poisonous fog.If it weren't for his strong cultivation base, he might not be able to hold on and escape from the blue-purple mist.Escaping from the blue-purple mist, he no longer felt the pressure of death, and immediately felt a severe itching on his feet.Sensing the itch on his feet, the Blood Ancestor gritted his teeth, trying to suppress it."No, this intense itching cannot be suppressed by willpower."After the blood ancestor persisted for a while, he gave up patience, and he couldn't hold back this kind of itching.After discovering this, the Blood Ancestor's face became ugly, and his expression became ferocious, he roared angrily: "Zi Chengrong, when the old man regains his vitality, I will definitely chop you into pieces."In Xue Zu's view, if Zi Chengrong and others hadn't taken away the wooden barrel, how could he have ended up like this.When the blood ancestor was angry, he became even more irritable.The severe itching on his feet prevented him from concentrating on his cultivation, causing his injuries to be unable to recover.In this way, his injury will become more and more serious, and it will even affect his future cultivation."what!"Thinking of the bad consequences caused by itchy feet, the blood ancestor gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.With a wave of the Blood Ancestor's right palm, a blood-colored saber glow of holy power blasted out from his palm.Pooh!Under the bombardment of the palm of the holy power, the blood ancestor's feet were cut off immediately, and turned into a pool of blood in an instant.As both feet were severed, the intense itching also weakened.However, although the itching has subsided, there is a sharp pain in the leg."what!"Enduring the severe pain in his lower leg, the blood ancestor sat down cross-legged and practiced to recover from his injury.As the blood ancestor recovered from his injuries, he also reunited his feet and restored his physical integrity.A few days later, under the wholehearted training of the blood ancestor, his feet re-condensed.To his desperation, as his feet re-condensed, the itching actually reappeared."How...how could this be? Even cutting off both feet can't get rid of the poison?"Seeing such a situation, the blood ancestor was really frightened, and his face turned pale in an instant.He couldn't get rid of the poison even by cutting off his feet. Doesn't this mean that the poison will always be with him.As for cutting off his feet again, he didn't dare to do it again.The previous re-condensation of his feet has consumed 10% of his cultivation, and he cannot bear this kind of consumption.Fortunately for the Blood Ancestor, although the itching on his feet was still there, it was not as serious as before."First, the Hui tribe slaughtered Zi Chengrong and others, and then slowly figured out a way to resolve the foot poison."Suppressing the itching on his feet, the Blood Ancestor showed a gloomy expression, and set off to rush back to the head of the Dark Demon Clan.If Zi Chengrong and the others were not killed, it would be hard for him to vent his hatred....Good Fortune Immortal Palace.After several days, with the help of Mo Qingyun, the girls finally refined the spirit puppet.After helping the girls refine the spirit puppets, Mo Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and told the girls, "You guys continue to stay and practice, and you are familiar with controlling the spirit puppets to fight. I'm going to Qinglei Illusion to practice."Now his Longyuan Dominant Body has reached the peak of Dacheng, and he can rush to the level of perfection in one go.Before that, Mo Qingyun thought about using the power of the Qinglei Lingzhu to help him cultivate the "Crazy Thunder Dragon Origin Overlord Body".Mo Qingyun didn't go to the Qinglei Illusionary Realm because of delays, now is a good time.After a while, Mo Qingyun came to the Qinglei illusion and found Qinglei in the illusion."Big brother, you are here."Discovering that Mo Qingyun had entered Qinglei's illusion, Qinglei smiled happily and greeted Mo Qingyun cheerfully.Regarding Qing Lei's greeting, Mo Qingyun nodded with a faint smile, and said: "Qing Lei, I came to see you today, and I want to ask you for help.""Big brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, and I will do my best to help you."For Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei agreed without hesitation, with an innocent smile on his face.Seeing Qinglei's attitude, Mo Qingyun stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "The "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body" I practiced has now reached a bottleneck stage and requires a lot of Thunder power to cultivate. I want you to release Thunder Help me to complete the cultivation of "Crazy Thunder Dragon Source Hegemony Body".""OK!"Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei readily agreed, and then showed a wicked smile, saying: "Big brother, this is what you asked for yourself. I will release the thunder to bombard you later, so don't blame me for being too ruthless.""Oh, no!"Regarding Qing Lei's words, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile, and walked to an open place.After Mo Qingyun sat down, he nodded to Qinglei and asked Qinglei to release thunder to bombard him.Boom!Under Qing Lei's control, a powerful thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body.Then, the bucket-thick thunder engulfed Mo Qingyun like a hungry tiger.Released a thunderbolt to bombard Mo Qingyun, Qinglei showed a nervous expression, and asked: "Big brother, how is the power of this thunderbolt? Is it too strong?""The power is not enough, increase the strength of Thunder."Hearing Qing Lei's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head, and immediately explained to Qing Lei."Not strong enough?"Qing Lei's expression froze for a moment, which surprised Mo Qingyun's words.However, he didn't think too much about it, and immediately followed Mo Qingyun's instructions, releasing thunder to bombard Mo Qingyun again.Immediately afterwards, an even more astonishing thunderbolt hit Mo Qingyun's body."Not enough, strengthen it!""It's still not enough, let's strengthen it!...Under Mo Qingyun's repeated requests, the thunderbolts released by Qinglei became stronger one by one.As the thunder released became stronger and stronger, the shock on Qing Lei's face became more and more intense, and he said secretly: "Big brother's body is too terrifying, the power of the thunder I release now is enough to blast The cracked nebula-level divine weapon is still unable to harm him."When Qinglei was shocked, he blasted out another thunderbolt, which struck Mo Qingyun domineeringly.As the thunder fell, the aura exuded by Mo Qingyun suddenly increased by a few points."Big Brother's physical body has broken through!"Sensing the change in Mo Qingyun's momentum, Qing Lei's expression was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said: "In this way, the physical strength of big brother is stronger than before, so how strong should it be? Where?"Seeing that Mo Qingyun's physical strength had improved, Qinglei didn't release Thunderbolt any more, and stood guard beside him curiously.He really wanted to know how strong Mo Qingyun would be after his physical breakthrough.
