Chapter 125: Ten Thousand Desolation Gods
Even though there is a lot of pride in my heart, but the pain is extreme, and there is also the possibility of death.
Just when Luo Youying thought that she couldn't hold on to it after a tenth of the distance, suddenly, there seemed to be a soft energy in the blood lake, constantly drilling into her body to repair her broken body.
"Hey, what is this energy?"
As if hearing her question, Dading "buzzed" and turned.
"Babble, that's the old master's wood energy. The old master's wood energy has been cultivated to the extreme, and it has incredible repair power. ”
Repair energy?
I see.
With this energy, she is more confident to reach Dading.
After his body regained some strength, Luo Youying stepped forward again.
The terrifying energy destroyed her body and soul again, and the wood energy continued to appear to repair.
Her body has been in a constant cycle of destruction, repair, destruction, repair, and destruction.
Obviously, it was only a distance of less than five hundred meters, and Luo Youying walked for three days before coming to Dading.
"Babble, little master is awesome."
With the voice, the figure of a beautiful little boy of three or four years old slowly floated out of the big ding, and introduced himself with a smile.
"Little master, I am the Ding Spirit of Ten Thousand Desolations, you can call me Desolate Spirit or Little Desolate. First meeting, good little master. ”
Ding Ling?
Only then did Luo Youying notice that this beautiful little boy was in a spirit state.
"Oh, hello, I'm Luo Youying, if there is no accident, I will be your master after that."
Phew, God's accident.
What is the concept of a tripod that gave birth to a tripod spirit? That's a priceless treasure.
Emperor Qingya left such a treasure to her, and it was hers.
Emperor Qingya is so generous.
Luo Youying thanked this cheap master in her heart.
Xiao Huang, that is, Ding Ling flew around Da Ding, and said in a milky voice: "Little master, if you want to take me away, you are almost hot." ”
As soon as the white and tender little hand was raised, a drop of gold flew out of the big ding. Suddenly, all the blood under her began to retreat, leaving a huge gap, leaving only her, Xiao Huang and Wan Huang Ding.
Sensing the huge energy contained in the gold, Luo Youying couldn't help but swallow her saliva and asked, "This, what is this?" ”
"Babble, this is a drop of the old master's essence blood, also known as divine blood. If the little master can refine this drop of divine blood, then he can inherit the mantle of the old master, and if the little master is refined by the divine blood in turn, then the dust will return to dust. ”
So dangerous?
Luo Youying only felt that her lips were extremely dry, and she opened her mouth a few times before making a sound.
"Xiaohuang, what if I leave now?"
Xiao Huang just looked at her with clear eyes.
Well, it doesn't work.
"Then, Xiao Huang, do you think I have a good chance of refining divine blood, or does it have a good chance of refining me?"
Xiao Huang grinned: "The little master will know if he tries it." ”
As the words fell, the divine blood burrowed into Luo Youying's body, and suddenly, her whole body turned red like a boiled shrimp, and the next moment, the repaired body began to collapse like a raging storm.
Pitters.
Luo Youying endured the pain ten thousand times more painful than in the blood lake, and looked at Xiao Huang with resentment.
A milk doll, how can it be so dark, not afraid that my little master will fold here?
Oh, obviously not afraid, the machine spirit is arrogant, if she can't show the strength to conquer, she will never want the machine spirit to recognize.
Hey, isn't she just here to get what the master left her, why do you have to die one after another tests?