As Qianyu Yinlang's body continued to tremble, a faint golden glow slowly rose from Yinlang's body, and finally converged into a drop of golden blood with a deeper color and more brilliance above Yinlang's body!

Just after the last bit of pale golden starlight flew out of Yin Lang's body, Yin Lang's body not only stopped trembling, but also seemed to be gray a lot, if I had to describe it, that is, the dead air became more and more intense!

And, after it was completely separated from Yinlang's body, it was already flying towards Wang Ling's body at a very fast speed, Wang Ling seemed to feel an emotion from this blood, but Wang Ling didn't have the time to care about these anymore, but he was now trying his best to control the blood riot in his body, yes, it was the blood riot, because since Wang Ling inherited that drop of blood, his own blood has been constantly transformed, Wang Ling doesn't know whether this change is good or bad, but he does get benefits from this blood transformation, such as the increase in physical strength, the strength of the physique, and so on, This is something that Wang Ling can clearly feel, but, now... "I'll go, when will you riot, but you have to pick this time, isn't this going to kill the master, I'll wipe it..." For this Wang Ling, he can only constantly mobilize the soul power in his body to suppress it, because now Wang Ling can only mobilize this soul power, but now, Wang Ling is also constantly enduring the severe pain from the soul to forcibly suppress the blood riot in his body, but Wang Ling always feels that it has little effect, and there is a feeling that he has demolished the west wall to make up the east wall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But just when Wang Ling was struggling here, the drop of golden blood had already flown to Wang Ling's side, but before he could get Wang Ling's permission, it had already quickly penetrated Wang Ling's body, "Alas, I'll rub it, don't play like this, be gentle!"

Wang Ling just wanted to enter the arbitrary act of looking inside to block it, but at this moment, Wang Ling looked up with a feeling, only to see that the drop of blackened blood left by Astora a long time ago was almost purple, and it actually ran over from a distance to join in the fun, and it also plunged into Wang Ling's body without Wang Ling's consent, "Rub, what is this, it can't be their curse!"

Wang Ling with infinite bitterness, silently entered the inner vision, now Wang Ling no longer expects that he can survive this catastrophe smoothly, only hopes that the two little ancestors will not be too noisy, too tossed on the line, but the fact is always the opposite... Originally, Wang Ling also wanted to control these two drops of blood by encircling and intercepting them, and breaking them one by one, but after those two drops of blood entered Wang Ling's body, they dissolved gorgeously in Wang Ling's shocked eyes, and completely integrated into Wang Ling's blood, and for a while, Wang Ling's blood was like boiling hot water, It's not that Wang Ling's residual soul power can be controlled, so Wang Ling plans to do his best to protect his heart and soul and let it develop, but disasters are always not one-way, at least for Wang Ling now, because, before Wang Ling completely guarded his heart, there was a strange sound in his mud pill palace, when he heard that voice, Wang Ling's first thought was that maybe the two people who were killed by themselves were not completely dead, and they were waiting for the opportunity to take away themselves, and their previous actions provided the best way for the other party, so, Wang Ling can't care about guarding his own heart now, and hurriedly returned to defend his own mud pill palace, no matter what, he must not lose his own mud pill palace, even if his heart pulse does not hold on to it in the end, but he can still rely on the ancient soul cultivation method to take away and be reborn.

Almost instantly, Wang Ling had already prepared for the worst, and at this time, Wang Ling also officially came to his mud pill palace, but seeing everything here, he was a little hard to believe his eyes, only to see that with his own soul as the dividing line, on the right side of his soul was a golden cloud, in the cloud there seemed to be an angel-like creature existing, it seemed to be saying some strange words, but it was very similar to the ancient words on the continent that had been lost, so Wang Ling was still able to understand some of them, but when he heard these things, Wang Ling couldn't help frowning, "Grace, Judgment, Alms" Something like that, hearing these things really makes Wang Ling disagree, giving people the feeling that he is instinctively superior, but people are very unhappy when they hear it, and there is an urge to flatten him, as for the other side, it doesn't seem to be very normal... On the left side of Wang Ling's soul is a black mist, and there seems to be a blood-red shadow in the black fog that is constantly rolling, what is particularly eye-catching is the pair of eyes that are flashing with blood-red light, that is, when Wang Ling sees those eyes now, he has a little scalp numbness and a feeling of cold sweat on his back, but the things he is talking about in his mouth seem to have a good fit with his image, "Kill, Kill, Cleanse, Ravage,,,"

"I'm rubbing, what kind of trouble is this!

But before Wang Ling came back to his senses, Wang Ling's voice had stopped abruptly, or was suppressed by the two different voices, his own soul was like an ant in front of these two behemoths of mist, not to mention that his voice could overpower them. But the change in the voice seems to be a change in an instant, he didn't make any preparations before, for a while, it was like two huge bells knocking wildly in his ears, and his soul was like a small boat in the angry sea in this roar, and it was an instantaneous existence, but this was not the end, almost when the two bells rang, there were bursts of sharp pain in his body, not only his own * The sore spot that was torn apart, it was like the sore spot that broke and stood up when I started the road of refining my body at the earliest, but the premise here is that when I started refining my body very early, it was not what I was willing to do, it could be said to be forced, and at that time, it was easy to say that there was the paralyzing effect of thunder and lightning, but now...

"Well, no, why is my consciousness a little blurry, I'll go, no, I'm going to pass out again,,, wipe, but that's fine. ”

But Wang Ling didn't see it, almost on the back foot of his fainting, his body actually floated in the void, and the beating of his heart could be clearly seen, and it felt as if Wang Ling's heart was about to jump out by itself, and whenever Wang Ling's heart beat, the surface of his body was like ripples in the water, slowly swinging over the corners of Wang Ling's body...

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