In a vast but lifeless fragmented space, large and small stones float in the air, and occasionally some destroyed buildings can be found on some of the larger stones, and if you put them all together, you can find that this is a large ruin.

On a boulder with a diameter of several kilometers, there are many ruined houses, and in the most central place, there is a huge hall that is nearly ten meters high by the door alone, but unfortunately except for the door is still intact, the rest of the place is in shambles, the pure white tall stone pillars carved with mighty white tigers are scattered on the ground, and the delicate chairs inlaid with many beautiful gems have collapsed into pieces, and it is desolate.

The sound of the cloth being torn apart by the sharp blade suddenly sounded in the empty clearing in front of the temple gate, and then a pair of hands suddenly appeared from the air, tearing open the space that was not stable like tearing paper, and when the crack was the size of a person, Bing Silent Dust stopped his hand and walked out of the void.

As soon as he approached this space, Bing Silent Dust immediately sat down cross-legged, gently absorbing the spiritual power that was much richer here than the outside world, and replenishing the spiritual power that was almost exhausted in the medicine garden. But not long after absorbing it, he spit out dark red blood, his purple-gold pupils burst out with a strong light, his whole body trembled slightly as if he was in great pain, his green tendons burst out like a dragon, his heart beat suddenly, and he could hear the sound of banging from afar.

"Cough, cough, cough, the backlash has begun......"

The bloodline armament is a set of armor inspired by its own bloodline and soul power as the attraction and attachment, which can greatly improve the comprehensive combat effectiveness, but because of this, once it suffers damage, the backlash is also so powerful that it is beyond measure, it is a pain that directly acts on the soul and bloodline, and the test is no longer strength but will. Once you lose your mind in the backlash, you will become a monster that acts with the wild instinct in your blood.

"It's just a little bloodline, and I've forgotten how many times I've experienced it before......"

As the intensity of the backlash gradually deepened, Bing Silent Dust slowly relaxed his body, and his spiritual power returned to the depths of his body, without any defense, allowing the pain to flood his limbs, and finally spread throughout his body and into his soul.

"Hiss......"

The soul seemed to be cut into countless small pieces by a human saw blade, Bing Silent Dust gritted his teeth and endured the pain of being able to drive an ordinary person crazy without even a second, although his brows were furrowed, he didn't make any shouts, at most he just gasped a few breaths to ease his thoughts.

The backlash became more and more intense, but the ice silence became more and more relaxed, and his mind was immersed in memories to relieve the pain.

"Lingyun was saved by me when the bloodline was backlashed, Shiling also had a backlash, she hugged his father and cried for an afternoon in pain, the punishment sheet is also a god-level bloodline, presumably it has also been back-eaten, we god-level bloodline people are really bitter, young but have to bear the backlash caused by the bloodline being too strong, but fortunately they all endured it, otherwise they wouldn't have seen it, and they wouldn't have known these guys......"

Ice, Ling, Summer, The four major families of punishment are known as the four relics of the dragon god in the spirit and demon world, because in ancient times, the spirit world was led by the powerful dragon god, and the entire dragon clan except for the green dragon clan, one of the four elephants, the most powerful is the scarce number of the four major guardian dragon clans: Silver Moon Sky Dragon, Earth Splitting Flame Dragon, Howling Sky Wind Dragon, Wuri Black Dragon, but for some reason, the dragon god and almost the entire four major dragon clans almost all disappeared mysteriously, leaving only four dragon blood pools in the hope that someone or spirit beast could inherit this bloodline, and it happened to be obtained by these four families, so they were called the four dragon god relics。

"And Xue Qiong, she's still in the heart of the elves, if I die here, she will be trapped inside, and she will die in a short time, so she must survive it...... Xueqiong, have you met before, and why are you so familiar?"

"There is still more than a day to fight back, so let her sleep in the heart of the elves, and by the way, completely digest the power of devouring. ”

In the blink of an eye, the day had passed, and the space was still in ruins, except for the ice silence and dust, which exuded some vitality.

The dripping sweat soaked the ground around him, there was almost no intact skin on his body, dark red blood flowed out to form a layer of blood on his body, and his long blue-purple hair was a little scorched, losing his original luster.

Quietly, Ice Silence opened his eyes, his purple-gold pupils dim and tired, but still releasing a palpitating faint light, and as his eyes opened, the thick blood eggplant on his body fell off, revealing his blood-stained dark red skin.

Without taking care of the incomplete body, Bing Silent Dust closed his eyes again, his hands sealed, and absorbed spiritual power.

Another half a day passed, and Bing Silence's pale face just turned from pale to pale, but the injuries on his body were healed by the powerful vitality brought by the dragon bloodline and the elf bloodline, and as the last bit of spiritual power was incorporated into the body, the body was filled, and Bing Silent Dust opened his eyes that had recovered a few points of aura, opened his bloodless and very dry lips, and took a few breaths of air.

"It's miserable, don't even think about improving your strength within a month, but Xue Qiong has gained a lot, so many divine blood essences should be able to defeat ordinary spirit beasts once they absorb her **, but her sword is very powerful, and it can easily suppress the will of the divine beast contained in the divine blood, and it is also a powerful divine beast like the white tiger, which is very unusual!"

"No matter, let's go home first. ”

Standing up, Bing Silent Dust tore off the tattered and open clothes on his body, threw them into the spatial crack that had just emerged around him and turned into invisible particles, and immediately changed into a set of white shirts and black trousers, which he went out to buy when Xue Qiong broke through the fourth-order intermediate level in retreat, after all, if you want to integrate into this society, you can't always wear ancient clothes like the spirit and demon world.

Spreading his spiritual wings, the icy dust quickly flew away from here, flying through the snowstorm that was still blowing in the early spring of Siberia towards the Fang River.

It was already afternoon when he got home, and Bing Silent Dust flew directly into Xue Qiong's room.

Carrying Xue Qiong out of the space of the elven heart, Bing Silent Dust gently took off her shoes, put her on a large bed a few meters wide, and sat on the chair next to the bed, sensing whether her qi and blood had just been suppressed after absorbing the divine blood, and couldn't help but chuckle, "You slept soundly, I was beaten badly." ”

As he spoke, he was already tired and fell asleep on the side of the bed, and fell asleep with the fragrance of Xueqiong.

At the same time, the little white tiger that had absorbed a lot of spiritual power while Bing Silent Dust was not there, and after sensing that Ice Silent Dust was coming back, he shifted his position, passed through the barrier where only the restraint ~ spiritual power was left, and escaped from this mountain range.

――The next day,noon――

Xue Qiong, who had slept for nearly three days, was woken up by the cheerful birdsong outside the window, opened her eyes in a daze, got up from the bed, stretched comfortably, yawned, and then began to scan the place she was.

"Ah~~~~ This is, at home? I passed out when Bing Silent Dust fought that guy, what happened after that?"

After thinking for a while, Xue Qiong decided to find Bing Silent Dust first. Jumping on the ground and putting on her shoes, Xue Qiong ran to the edge of the closet to change into a long golden dress, and looked in the mirror to admire her radiant self. Suddenly, in the corner of the image in the mirror, she spotted a figure.

"Frosty Dust?"

Holding her long skirt, Xue Qiong ran to Bing Silent Dust, who slipped from the side of the bed to the ground at some point, caressed his pale and slightly cold face, and was relieved to make sure that he was fine except for some weakness, picked him up and put him on the bed, and then sat on a chair and looked at the sleeping Ice Silent Dust.

"My hair is dry, what the hell is going on?"

After thinking for a long time with her chin pinched, Xue Qiong slapped her forehead and thought of an idea.

"Didn't he and I conclude that soul resonance, and I should be able to probe his memories through the soul. ”

But after thinking about it, she hesitated a little, "Wouldn't it be good to look at his memory casually?"

"Wait, his application of spiritual power is much more dexterous than mine, maybe he has already read my memory, so I don't see anything about him, besides, he is sleeping anyway, and he doesn't know. ”

"It's decided!"

Having made up her mind, Xue Qiong stretched out her hand and pressed it on Bing Lichen's forehead, and her spiritual power penetrated into his spiritual world, and suddenly, Bing Lichen's memories poured into her mind like a tide.

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