Chapter 1067: Cultivating God Dafa
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At that moment, he felt as if there was an electric current, which instantly passed through his arms and spread throughout his body, making his body tremble uncontrollably. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
For many years, Qinglin has not touched the cicada.
How many years have passed, Qinglin has even forgotten this feeling of blood connection.
When he was a teenager, Qingcicada always held Qinglin's hand, running in the streets and alleys, buying sugar gourds for him and stinky tofu for him.
When he was a teenager, as soon as Qinglin had grievances, all he thought of was the embrace of the cicada, as long as he could hold his sister, all his grievances would disappear.
......
Qinglin and green cicadas are connected by blood.
A scarlet damp and hot sensation made Qinglin look at his hands.
His hands had already been stained red by the blood of the cicada.
With the previous blow, half of the green cicada's body was beaten into a bloody blur.
This blood suddenly gave Qinglin the urge to slap himself to death.
Over the years, the biggest motivation for him to move forward step by step is the green cicada. But who would have thought that just one face, my sister would be beaten like this.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"
Qinglin was full of apologies, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, searched all over his body, and crushed all kinds of healing elixirs to the wounds sprinkled on Qing Cicada's body.
"I had fifteen laws, each of which was unique and everyone had to be jealous. But why is there no law of rebirth? ”
Qinglin roared, for the first time he felt that the laws he possessed were too few and too insufficient. His expectations were not high, and he only needed a law of rebirth.
But he didn't, but he could only watch the cicada's breath of life dissipating, even if there were various healing elixirs, they couldn't cure the rapidly deteriorating injuries on her body.
"Bright Moon Holy Phoenix...... I was killed by a Nine Star Sky Supreme like this? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
"Bright Moon Holy Phoenix, the strongest in the Ninth State. She's not going to die, she's definitely not going to die!"
"Qinglin, it's all Qinglin! It was he who killed the Mingyue Holy Phoenix, we want to kill this son and bury the Mingyue Holy Phoenix. ”
"That's right, kill Qinglin!"
The cries were everywhere, and what had just happened, the people watching the battle could see it clearly, and the Bright Moon Holy Phoenix was dead for nine lives.
The Bright Moon Holy Phoenix is the pride and pride of the Cold Divine Kingdom.
Qing Lin killed her, which was equivalent to inserting a sharp knife in the hearts of all the powerhouses of the Cold Divine Kingdom, how could people not be angry.
At this moment, there were forty or fifty Starry Sky Supremes rushing towards the direction where the Bright Moon Holy Phoenix fell, and they all hated the same enemy and wanted to kill Qinglin.
Qinglin hugged the cicada in his arms, floated to the ground, and then gently lowered it to the ground.
Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Qinglin cried several times.
The long eyelashes and the towering nose are all things that Qinglin wants to see day and night.
But who would have thought that his sight would be an eternal secret.
Last time, Qing met with his sister, and my sister chopped me to death with one palm. This time, Qing and his sister met, but my sister was killed by me......"
"I hate, I hate this Heavenly Dao, I hate this creation, I hate this fate, I hate everything in the underworld!"
Qinglin was like a madman, he blamed himself, resented and angry, he smiled bitterly and cried and roared...... But he couldn't recall the cicada in front of him.
In the corners of his eyes, the tears turned blood-colored, turned into bloody tears, dripping on his white robe, and also fell on Yun Xi's pale face.
"Blood?"
Seeing this drop of blood and tears, Qinglin suddenly frowned.
"It's blood! I am connected with my sister by blood, the same ancestry, I am the emperor god clan, my natal golden blood, I can renew my sister's life!"
Qinglin was overjoyed, and his inadvertent discovery made him see hope.
He laughed, and then without hesitation, he turned into a drop of natal golden blood, pointed at the center of Qing Cicada's eyebrows, and then refined it into her body.
At this time, the Supreme of the Cold Divine Kingdom, who was avenging the Bright Moon Holy Phoenix, was already less than a hundred miles away from here.
They were puzzled when they saw Qinglin crying for a while, and laughing for a while.
The Sky Supreme and Starry Sky Supremes surrounded Qinglin, and they were ready to wait for all the people behind them to arrive, and then launch a killing blow against Qinglin.
Qing Lin waved his hands again and again, and from time to time he injected wisps of strange light into Qing Cicada's body, helping her refine that drop of natal golden blood.
A person's natal golden blood, which is only five drops, is regarded as a precious thing. But Qinglin didn't feel sorry at all, as long as he could save the green cicada, he was willing to do anything.
Fortunately, the natal golden blood of the Emperor God Clan contains an extremely majestic breath of life.
A drop of Qing Lin's natal golden blood was refined into Qing Cicada's body, and the life breath that had dissipated sharply on her body suddenly became stronger.
At the same time, those healing elixirs attacked, and the wounds on the shoulders of the cicadas suddenly had fresh flesh buds drawn out, approaching each other at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Great, sister, you're alive. ”
Qinglin was overjoyed and shouted excitedly, without a trace of the predecessor of the Nine Star Sky Supreme, like a child who had received candy.
He stroked his palms and smiled, finally relieved.
Those Sky Supremes and Starry Sky Supremes who were surrounded by hundreds of miles away also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Qinglin's voice, but their gaze at Qinglin was still cold and full of killing intent.
"The Bright Moon Holy Phoenix is still alive, but Qinglin, the son, has to pay the price for everything he has done!"
"This person has always hated my Cold Divine Kingdom, and today he almost killed the Bright Moon Holy Phoenix. Whatever you say, we can't let him leave alive. ”
"No matter what the purpose of his trip is, Qinglin will die today!"
Forty or fifty people roared at the same time, ready to join forces to deal with Qinglin.
The cicada is not dead, but is in a coma. This gave Qinglin the opportunity to investigate her situation.
Qinglin brushed away the long hair of the green cicada, and sure enough, he saw that behind the ear of the green cicada, there was a black mark the size of a finger's belly, hidden between the hair, and it was difficult to find it if he didn't observe it carefully.
"This mark ......"
Qinglin frowned, stretched out his finger, and touched the mark.
But before his fingertips touched the mark, a black light suddenly burst out from the black mark, hitting Qinglin's fingers, making his entire arm a burst of soreness.
"It's ...... It's a short-lived magic in the fourth-level territory!"
Qinglin was moved, he had understood the kind of god**, and its characteristics were the same as everything that happened in front of him.
It can be concluded from Qinglin that the green cicada must have been controlled by a god.
"Who is it that dares to control my sister with the evil technique of cultivating gods!"
Qinglin's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he was about to drip water.