Chapter 638: The Realm of the Martial King!

The wind is surging, and the clouds are thundering.

The cold light of purple lightning flashed, and the thunder that shocked the four fields was endless.

An oppressive and terrifying aura enveloped this sea area, and the moment the dragon appeared, the Ghost Wolf King was already so frightened that his body kept trembling.

Even when facing the giant charm, the Ghost Wolf King was not as frightened as he was at this moment.

The strength of the dragon and the majesty of the supreme beast are vividly reflected in the body of the ghost wolf king.

A dragon roar sounded, and in the horrified eyes of Xia Hanqing and Lin Qing'er, the huge dragon carried countless purple lightning and thunder lights and plunged into the sea.

Suddenly, the entire sea area was startled by an unknown number of giant Langs, and one after another sea beasts emerged from the sea with a wail, floating on their corpses.

The power of lightning was terrifying, causing all the sea beasts that smelled blood to rush to Yanyin's place to bury them one after another.

The terrifying and terrifying scene made Lin Qing'er's face pale.

She really wanted to know what Yan Yin's situation was at the moment, and whether it would be okay.

Compared with Lin Qing'er, Xia Hanqing still understands some situations.

He had been in contact with Yan Yin's Phantom Sword, so he also knew about the dragon hidden in it. Although the appearance of the Jiaolong just now made him stunned, after coming back to his senses, he knew that this was the Jiaolong in Yan Yin's sword helping Yan Yin deal with the deep-sea Jiao shark.

As for why Jiaolong poured into the sea with endless lightning, Xia Hanqing didn't know very well.

He reached out and wanted to check on the situation, but he only felt a pain in his head, and the spirit consciousness was immediately forced to take it back.

Clearly, there was a force standing in his way.

Under the sea.

Yan Yin is facing a very critical moment at this moment, he is about to break through to the Martial King.

Yes.

After more than ten years of accumulation, he finally made a breakthrough.

At this time, the Martial King essence blood in his body had reached a terrifying eighty-one drops.

The Saint Pill refined by Dan Sheng not only intensified Yan Yin's speed of condensing the essence blood of the Martial King, but also increased the amount of his Martial King essence blood.

Yan Yin was sure that the Saint Pill was really inferior to the giant fruit in the giant forest inhabited by the giant clan in the 100,000 mountains.

But the reason why this Saint Pill was able to make Yan Yin change from forty-three drops of Martial King essence blood to eighty-one drops at once was mainly because this Saint Pill greatly accelerated his speed of condensing Martial King essence blood, and at the same time, it also stimulated the holy heart and yang in his body.

The holy heart kept flowing from the heart with wisps of incomparably cool breath, and these seemingly inconspicuous breaths played a very huge role.

The Holy Heart is condensed over hundreds of years by the Cyclops, and it has the effect of purifying all negative and bad things.

And condensing the essence blood of the Martial King is to extract the essence from the blood of the body and remove the groove in it.

In this way, the holy heart directly purified the groove in the blood in Yan Yin's body, and discharged it from the body through the pores of the whole body, which made Yan Yin's speed of condensing the essence blood of the Martial King increase a lot.

With Yang Que's active help, the soft and hazy white light further shortened the time for condensing the essence and blood of the Martial King.

Under the integration of the three, Yan Yin's martial king essence blood is constantly condensed drop after drop.

With the help of this Holy Pill, Yang Que, and Holy Heart, Yan Yin was integrating those condensed martial king's essence blood into the blood shadow in his body. In this way, his realm approached the peak of the Martial Sect, and he began to attack towards the realm of the Martial King.

However, what Yan Yin didn't expect was that when Yang Que helped Yan Yin, Jiaolong, who was not suppressed by Yang Que, rushed out of the phantom long sword at once. Although Jiaolong didn't mess with the blood shadow that wanted to enter Yan Yin or control Yan Yin's body, it still made Yan Yin wonder in his heart.

In his heart, although he knew that Jiaolong was very powerful, even the wind god was inferior to it. If it helps, he will be invincible. However, Yan Yin has always felt that Jiaolong has some kind of intention against him.

Although Yan Yin didn't know what Jiaolong's intentions were, he was sure that it would be a very bad thing for him.

What frightened him the most was the dragon scales that grew on his arms when he was in the Fengyun Mountain Range.

He was sure that without the help of the Cyclops, he would be covered in dragon scales, and eventually become an orc that is even more disgusting than the hybrid between man and beast like Fat Dun.

Therefore, knowing that Jiaolong was so powerful, Yan Yin still didn't dare to treat it as a true friend.

Treating Jiaolong, Yan Yin regarded it more as a foreign beast, rather than treating them as his companions and friends like the Wind God and the Ghost Wolf King.

Although he didn't know why Jiaolong came out of the phantom sword, but at this moment was the critical moment for him to break through to become a martial king, Yan Yin didn't dare to think too much, but focused on making his own breakthrough.

After condensing the essence and blood of the Martial King, there was not much qi and blood left in Yan Yin's body.

The next thing he has to do is to completely eliminate the remaining qi and blood from the body, and then use the Martial King essence blood to wash the meridians and blood vessels, and then scatter all the Martial King essence blood in the body, so that it has completed a breakthrough in quantity.

It was very easy for Yan Yin to wash the meridians and blood vessels, he first controlled the true qi to come to a thorough cleansing, and scattered the essence blood of the Martial King condensed into a blood shadow in his body and agitated it to gallop in the body.

If washing the body with true qi is a trickle, then washing the body with the blood of the martial king is equivalent to impacting with a waterfall.

A drop of Martial King essence blood can fill all of Yan Yin's blood vessels, but he has eighty-one drops!

Think about it, a tank that could only hold one tank of water will now have to fit 81 tanks of water, how difficult it will be.

The most important thing is not only to put it in, but also to let eighty-one drops of Martial King essence blood rush and wash in all the meridians of the limbs and hundreds of bones in the body.

The idea is simple.

The process is uncomfortable.

Yan Yin's essence blood itself is a little richer than ordinary people, and now eighty-one drops are all stuffed in his meridians, if it weren't for Yan Yin's body undergoing a second transformation, he would probably have burst into a cloud of blood mist from the inside out.

Despite this, Yan Yin's whole body was still painful and swollen.

What made Yan Yin angry the most was that he didn't know that countless lightning bolts poured in from there, swimming around in his body.

The feeling of being sore, swollen, numb and itchy made Yan Yin feel very impulsive to knock herself out with a punch.

It's a pity that he can only think about it this way.

Gritting her teeth, clenching her fists, and closing her eyes, Yan Yin endured the huge pain in her body and soul, and took steps towards the realm of the Martial King that she had pursued for more than ten years.

Although the process was uncomfortable, it was also a time when he was a little happy.

Every time he washed his body with the essence blood of the Martial King, the Holy Heart and Yang Que in his body would emit streams of clear water to help him relieve the swelling and sour feeling on his meridians.

Time gradually passed, Yan Yin washed his meridians over and over again, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, more and more majestic.

However, what Yan Yin didn't notice was that outside the giant cocoon that shrouded his ru, a pair of huge eyes were staring at him tightly.

Jiaolong, this elusive existence, has put away its huge dragon body, but turned into dozens of zhang long, surrounding the giant cocoon.

The white light that could turn the sea beast into a cloud of blood mist shone on its body, but it didn't have the same effect.

And the blood that filled the sea seemed to be manipulated by a strange force, surging towards its body.

No one knows what the dragon is doing.

Even Yan Yin, who was closest to Jiaolong, didn't know what Jiaolong was doing at the moment.

It's just that Xia Hanqing, the Ghost Wolf King and Lin Qing'er, who were standing on the surface of the sea, all looked nervously at the sea below, the dim sky blurred their eyes, and their spiritual sense could not enter the sea to investigate, they could only try to open their eyes and look for the abnormalities and differences below in the dim light.

"The bloody qi seems to have decreased a little, is it because of the sea water and wind, so that the bloody qi has faded and dispersed?"

Lin Qing'er also noticed this change, and muttered for a while, "It should be." ”

Only the Ghost Wolf King, who had quieted down after being frightened by the dragon's might, looked at the sea below with a pair of dark eyes, occasionally flashing a little light.

Finally, night came.

The night at sea was colder than in the Fengyun Empire, but Lin Qing'er, who was concerned about Yan Yin, did not notice some changes in the surrounding environment.

Zhu Huang's Absolute Dust Clothes, while giving her the power to make her fly, the clothes made of ecstasy bird feathers all over her body also brought her beauty and warmth.

Time slipped down on his fingertips, like the fine sand that could not be grasped, dissipated with the wind.

When the darkness that dispelled the darkness of the night lit up the warm east of the world's light, the whole sea was enveloped in a reddish glow.

The sunlight shines through the clouds on the vast sea, dispelling the wind of yesterday and the haze of the night, and bringing new light and hope to the earth.

On this hopeful morning, a loud bang broke the silence of the sea.

I saw a figure rushing out of the icy water, startling a huge Lang flower.

Seeing this figure, Lin Qing'er was suddenly surprised and shouted, "Little Yinzi!"

Yan Yin smiled slightly, then summoned the phantom sword in his body, looked at the sea water below and said, "According to our agreement, you can't leave here without my permission." ”

After speaking, Yan Yin threw the long sword into the sea.

A dragon groan sounded from the sea, and then the long sword shot back into Yan Yin's hand again.

It's just that the long sword has turned dark black, and there is also an additional dragon temperature mark.

The Phantom Long Sword turned into the Dragon Shadow Sword again, and Yan Yin recalled the Dragon Shadow Sword back into his body, and still used Yang Que to suppress it in his dantian.

Looking at Lin Qing'er and Xia Hanqing, Yan Yin grinned and said, "I have finally become a martial king." ”

The two were stunned for a moment, and then took a closer look.

Looking at Yan Yin in surprise, Lin Qing'er covered her mouth and exclaimed, "It's incredible, you have successfully broken through from the Martial Sect to the Martial King overnight." ”

Haha smiled, Yan Yin's mood at the moment was very happy, and said, "It's still the Dan Sheng's Saint Pill, which is powerful, let me complete all the Martial King essence blood at once." If it weren't for her Saint Pill, I guess I would have to wait a few years before I could break through to the Martial King. ”

"Then how much Martial King essence blood do you have in your body now?" Xia Hanqing opened his mouth and asked, "With your huge blood qi, if you condense the Martial King essence blood, at least it will not be less than ten drops." ”

Nodding, Lin Qing'er said, "Even if it's me, I've condensed eight drops of Martial King essence blood, and Xiao Yinzi should have more than me." ”

Yan Yin also heard for the first time from Lin Qing'er's mouth that she had condensed eight drops of Martial King essence blood, although eight drops were not much, but looking at the whole world, there were very few people who could condense eight drops of Martial King essence blood. Even if it was bloody, it was only two drops more than Lin Qing'er. For most Martial Kings, the essence blood of the Martial King in their bodies is only one or two drops. The more powerful ones are three or four drops, such as Hou Chi and Datou, who have four drops of Martial King essence blood in their bodies.

Smiling, Yan Yin didn't say it, but smiled and said, "Let's hurry up and go back to the Fengyun Empire, it's been more than four months, and I don't know what changes have happened to the Fengyun Empire." ”