Jin Crow's body was huge, and just a drop of blood completely covered Wen Qingye's body.

The moment the blood covered his body, Wen Qingye suddenly felt a hot feeling, as if a layer of fire was burning on the surface of his body.

Then the feeling continued to spread, and the flames seemed to drill directly into Wen Qingye's body, constantly burning his meridians.

Suffering!

Even though Wen Qingye had cultivated the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong and had the Qilin Fire in his body, he could still feel the suffocating pain.

Ooh!

Everyone saw that the blood that was originally covered suddenly changed, as if it had turned into a scorching flame, and the flame surrounded Wen Qingye's whole person.

All of a sudden, Wen Qingye seemed to be bathed in flames.

"The blood of the Golden Crow turned into flames?"

"Is Wu Qiren absorbing the blood of the Golden Crow?"

"My God, the blood of the domineering Golden Crow"

........

The geniuses present clearly saw that the blood of the golden crow covered Wen Qingye's body and turned into flames, and they were all surprised.

Beitang looked at it and exclaimed, "What's going on?

Tang Ao took a deep breath and said slowly: "It should be absorbing the blood of the Golden Crow, it shouldn't be a problem to suck the blood of the Golden Crow with the body of the Holy Son, I wonder why this Golden Crow wants to give the blood of the Golden Crow to the Holy Son."

Tang Ao had always thought that Wen Qingye was the incarnation of the genius of the Dragon Clan, so he was naturally not worried at all when he saw Wen Qingye absorbing the blood of the Golden Crow, but he wondered why the Golden Crow would give his own blood to Wen Qingye.

When Yan Fengyu saw the blood of the Golden Crow covering Wen Qingye, he immediately sneered: "This kid is simply looking for death, the blood of the Golden Crow is overbearing, even the Da Luo Golden Immortal does not dare to absorb the blood of the Golden Crow easily."

Wen Qian next to him frowned, and said, "Don't you think it's strange, why would this golden crow drip his own blood on this kid?"

Yan Fengyu snorted coldly: "Hmph, even if he makes any agreement with the Golden Crow, it is useless, he will die today, we will wait for him to die, and then deal with the Golden Crow."

Wen Qian nodded and said, "Okay, otherwise I won't be at ease."

The golden crow waved its wings, and the fire of the golden crow in its mouth kept spitting, and it was difficult for the two droughts to get close to the golden crow for a while, after all, the fire of the golden crow was extraordinary.

Jin Crow secretly hated in his heart: "If it weren't for the fact that my true qi couldn't operate at will, what would you two mid-level drought demons be the emperor?"

Cursing in his heart, Jin Wu looked at Wen Qingye, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, whether this kid could withstand its flames, if he couldn't bear it, it would be bad.

Chu Fan looked at the black flames surging in Wen Qingye, and immediately frowned: "Wu Qiren is surrounded by the Golden Crow Fire now, let's not get close to it yet."

"The most important thing for us to come here is to kill this golden crow, kill this golden crow, now is a good time"

Zhang Haotian glanced at everyone and said, "If we go up together now, we will definitely be able to kill the Golden Crow."

Hearing Zhang Haotian's agitation, the geniuses present showed a hint of excitement.

Wan Qiyun saw that his two drought wolves had not opened the situation for a long time, and he also shouted at the moment: "That's right, kill this golden crow, countless treasures, and those who can live in it."

"Zhongtianmen disciple, follow me, kill this golden crow first"

Liu Tangfeng drew his long sword and shouted at several Zhongtianmen disciples behind him, and then slashed towards the golden crow in front of him with a sword.

"Ling Yuanzong Zhong Tianliang is here!"

"Kill the Golden Crow, and the treasure will be divided equally!"

.........

With the willow winding wind taking the lead, the geniuses in the field rushed to the golden crow one by one.

"Wu Qiren, I didn't want to kill you, but you know the secret of my clan"

Chu Fan looked at Wen Qingye, who was bathed in black flames, and then rushed towards the Golden Crow with an expressionless face.

Many geniuses have shot at the Golden Crow, coupled with two extremely powerful drought, the Golden Crow is invincible with two fists and four hands, and he has been bitter for a while.

At this moment, Wen Qingye's whole body was surrounded by black flames, and the black flames were extremely hot, as if they were going to burn Wen Qingye.

"It's like the bones are going to fuse..."

Wen Qingye's brows were furrowed, and his clenched teeth were soaked with red blood, and then he forcibly endured the pain and used the dragon scroll and hundred flowers in his body.

Under the impact of the huge True Qi, the speed of the exercises in his body also increased tenfold or dozens of times in an instant.

Finally, his scorching dantian slowly glowed with a touch of coolness.

This touch of coolness appeared, and he was sure in his heart.

Under the crazy stimulation of the blood of the golden crow in his body, the dragon roll hundred flowers Xuangong was also on the right track.

The vitality and heat of the Golden Crow's blood were slowly introduced into his body, and his flesh made a crackling sound.

The fire qi shuttles through the meridians, burning, bursting, and the pain is inexplicable, but this kind of pain is something that Wen Qingye can bear, and this is the pain that the refining body must experience.

The operation of the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong has reached the extreme.

You must know that Wen Qingye's current refining speed is thousands of times faster than his usual cultivation of this method, and the pain in it is also unbearable.

According to the speed at which he originally cultivated the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong, it might take a thousand years to break through to the seventh layer of the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong.

But now, the speed at which he was refining his body was thousands of times faster, and the blood of the Golden Crow was still washing through his body.

Such madness. I'm afraid that there is no second person in the world who can do this, and it is only because of the blessing of misfortune that Wen Qingye staged such a miracle at this time.

Tempering the physical body at a speed of thousands of times, cultivating for a day, I don't know how many years of kung fu.

The high-speed cultivation is certainly gratifying, but Wen Qingye has not really reached the realm of transcendence after all, and it is less than an hour. There was great pain in the bones.

Painful burning of the meridians.

Wen Qingye knew that he had to hold on, if he collapsed, he would lose all his previous efforts, and the only way waiting for Wen Qingye was to die.

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth and insisted, and the sweat droplets on his skin flowed like rain.

What sweat brings out is an infinite amount of impurities in the body, and the speed of true qi washing is too fast, and even the excretion of impurities from the pores is unbearable.

"It's such a domineering Golden Crow Blood, I didn't expect that I would be so painful after cultivating the Dragon Roll Hundred Flowers Xuangong"

Wen Qingye felt that his consciousness was blurred, and if his consciousness collapsed, he would immediately fall into a coma, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hey, Wu Qiren is not far from death"

"I didn't expect the blood of the Golden Crow to be so domineering, Wu Qiren's body was so terrifying, and he was still burned to death by the blood of the Golden Crow."

"Even if you don't die, it's also useless"

.........

When the surrounding geniuses saw this, they all shook their heads and sighed, they didn't expect that a generation of Tianjiao would be ruined by the blood of the Golden Crow.

(End of chapter)