Chapter 938 Washing the Marrow and Refining Blood

Ye Qingcheng nodded, stretched out his hands, held the dragon spirit ball, and slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, a quiet ray of thunder rose in the palm of his hand and began to slowly invade the dragon spirit. He plunged himself into a state of emptiness, listening carefully to the beating sound of his heart, the dragon spirit ball suspended in the palm of his hand, within his control, showed slight signs of beating, and gradually turned pale silver, like the prototype of a heart, or a baby in the process of being conceived.

After some time, he began to hear the beating sound of "tom, tom", which was very strong, like thunder.

"That's it. The old dragon spoke.

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes and couldn't help but be startled by the scene in front of him.

An almost transparent pale silver heart, suspended in front of him, the size of a stone mill. The heart was beating strongly, and wisps of silver-black thunder spirit were swimming inside, like black smoke in a vessel. This is the Thunder Heart, but it doesn't belong to Ye Qingcheng yet.

The old dragon stared at the situation inside the huge thunder heart, and found that there was still a faint trace of blood-colored aura, hidden in the thunder spirit smoke. He stretched out his finger and pressed it against his heart, and suddenly used the power of the thunder spirit, and the giant heart suddenly beat strongly.

After a while, a wisp of gray-red turbid smoke floated from the giant heart.

"What is this?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"The dragon's breath you unleashed unleashed. The old dragon said, "It must be all clear." Well, now that it's clean, you can move on to the most important step, putting both palms against it at the same time. ”

Ye Qingcheng was ready to bear all the pain, and stretched out his palms to the giant heart.

Suddenly, his palms fell directly into the giant heart, and the flesh and skin on his palms were directly incinerated into nothingness, turning into bloody bone claws. The pain in his heart shook like lightning on his body, making his whole body tremble with pain.

"Hold on, this is just the beginning!" exclaimed the old dragon.

Ye Qingcheng could only grit his teeth and try his best to endure the severe pain of this thunder fire. But in the blink of an eye, the sweat drops on his forehead were dripping out.

The excruciating pain continued for a while, and his hands became numb. However, the blood vessels attached to the bones of the hand are stretched. In the huge thunder heart, corresponding silver blood vessels also appeared, linking to the blood vessels in his palm.

As the huge thunderous heart beats, the blood in his body began to be continuously pumped out, flowing into the silver blood vessels of different thicknesses.

"Clearing the dragon qi from your bloodline and allowing your bloodline to retain the purest thunder spirit power is a long test. The old dragon said, "Don't be impatient. ”

It was just a moment of effort, and Ye Qingcheng felt that half of the blood in his body was drained, would it be a long time?

"Senior, what am I going to do next?" he asked, confused.

"The dragon's blood is in your body, and it has been completely fused. The old dragon said: "Let your blood circulate repeatedly in the heart of thunder, and while clearing the dragon qi little by little, your blood will carry the power of thunder little by little, so as to transform your dragon heart and make it become the heart of thunder." ”

However, the blood that came out of him did not flow back. The huge thunder heart just kept pumping his blood, but no blood flowed back, and there were several silver thunder spirit bloodlines among them, which were almost bursting.

"Stupid, let the right hand come out, and the left hand suck the blood back!" said the old dragon.

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly controlled his blood veins, only letting the blood flow out of the blood vessels in his right hand, and the blood vessels in his left hand were extracting as much as he could, and the blood flowing in the silver thunder spirit veins. It was a very difficult task, and after passing through Lei Ling's veins, his blood became extremely thick, as thick as iron juice.

He flew with all his might before he could suck a little bit of viscous blood back into his left arm. As a result, at this moment, he felt a red-hot iron needle inserted into his arm, causing him to feel a bone-burning pain, and his left arm was almost pulled back.

"Don't hold back!" the old dragon shouted: "I can't bear this bit of suffering, and you still have the face to sit here?"

Ye Qingcheng finally understood what the old dragon had said before. However, this is just the beginning.

As the scorching blood flowed back into his body, the veins of his body seemed to be flowing with iron juice, and the heart in his chest felt like it could burn at any moment.

Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was trembling all over, but he was trying his best to endure it, the old dragon stood up and said, "Let your blood circulate in the Heart of Thunder, it will take at least nine hundred and eighty times to succeed." At that time, all the thunder spirits in this thunder heart will be hidden in your body, and your body will be considered to have been successfully refined. ”

Bean-sized drops of sweat kept dripping, and the Hell Demon Ruler behind Ye Qingcheng's back began to emerge with a layer of blue light.

The old dragon stood up and said, "I'll go out for a walk, your life ruler will maintain your vitality, you can just wash the marrow and refine the blood with peace of mind." ”

Ye Qingcheng nodded stiffly, so painful that he didn't even want to speak.

"You can close your eyes and enter your soul space, where a powerful opponent is hidden, and it will be your first challenge. With that, the old dragon walked towards the temple gate.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes, tried to calm his mind, and then entered his soul space.

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Tom!

In a deep and vast starry sky, there was a roar of heartbeat.

Ye Qingcheng hung over, looking at this spectacular and strange world in shock. He clearly remembered that his soul space was a huge gray nebula. As a result, the scene in front of me was indeed a starry sky, but the surrounding area was not a nebula or a star, but a huge heart comparable to the stars.

The blood-red hearts were suspended one after another, some huge and some as big as small meteorites, and they were all over the starry sky, shocking and chilling.

On the ground, a dangerous aura struck, and a thick golden vine was fiercely drawn towards him.

"Bang !!"

Ye Qingcheng dodged in a hurry, and a shattered trace suddenly exploded in the starry sky. Then he saw the building's thick left-scaled vine, like a giant dragon and a dragon, wrapped around a heart the size of a small hill, staring at him ferociously. Its body was covered with blood-colored dragon scales, the tadpole had two dragon horns on its head, and even its single eye had turned into a hideous dragon eye.

"Xiao Ling, you're crazy!" Ye Qingcheng shouted.

The left scale vine has been hidden in his soul space, growing quietly, it is almost a part of his body.

"Crazy people should be the only ones, right?" A proud voice came, and a tall figure appeared on the huge head of the left scale vine.

Another Ye Qingcheng appeared. It had blood-colored hair, a dark red Xuanxue sword behind its back, and stared at Ye Qingcheng with a pair of eyes full of crazy looks, and there was an evil smile on the corner of its mouth.

"Crazy?!" Ye Qingcheng said incredulously.

"Little ghost, long time no see. The blood-haired Ye Qingcheng sneered: "Do you miss me?"

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