Wang An, who was in the coffin of the green dragon, did not know that he had fallen into the endless void full of dangers at this moment.

Entering the blood pool, with the aura of the magic circle emanating from it, he gradually felt a powerful corrosive force, slowly disintegrating his body protection spiritual qi.

The Ancestral Witch Chaos Jue erupted into a brilliant silver glow, and countless runes the size of rice grains swirled around his body. However, those blood, mixed with the power of the magic circle, were pervasive and indestructible, constantly devouring the power around him and invading his body.

"Puff ......"

As the viscous blood stained the skin, a series of popping sounds suddenly erupted, and the silver rays and mysterious runes on the body surface were flickering and wriggling, and it seemed that they would break in the next moment.

However, at this moment, a strange look suddenly appeared in Wang An's eyes.

He actually felt that it was contained in his blood, in fact, there were majestic vitality and vast and pure power.

"Could it be that the power of this hundred spirits blood is still in it?" Wang An said on a whim, his heart full of excitement when he thought of this.

The next moment, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the protective spirit qi on his body suddenly disappeared.

A shocking scene has appeared!

With the power of the law of tumbling surges, the blood rushed directly into his body.

After this blood entered his body, countless runes rose and fell in the blood, and the powerful devouring power absorbed the aura in his body, and there was also a corrosive force that began to disintegrate his magic body.

But Wang An bet was right, that pure to the extreme mighty power, the majestic vitality is indeed really in the blood.

At this moment, every inch of skin and every cell in Wang An's body was suffering greatly, resisting the erosion of the strange power in the blood.

"Hahaha, the power of the ancestral witch chaos will refine it for me!

Wang An was not angry but happy, the breath on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique in his body was running crazily, constantly absorbing the pure power in the blood.

The spiritual rays around the body surged, the runes swirled, and the skin was covered with a layer of brilliant silver, and there were mysterious small runes on it, as if they were made by nature;

In the blink of an eye, Wang An turned into a bloody person, and after absorbing the power in the blood, all the blood was dull and unpretentious, turned into wastewater, and shot out along Wang An's skin;

The power of the Bailing bloodline, the power left by the human race and the elf race, are all contained in this pool of mysterious blood.

This time, Wang An was like an ancient glutton, not refusing to come, constantly absorbing the essence in the blood, Wang An felt that his meridians began to expand at this moment, and the aura was surging.

At the same time, the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique was running wildly, and there was a momentum that was about to break through the bottleneck, and the last third of the Ancestral Witch Essence Blood in the body seemed to be roaring in the body, faintly about to be completely fused into Wang An's blood.

The pain entered the shares, the meridians in Wang An's body were frequently broken, the cells were damaged, and his mind moved, and he directly let the water spirit beads in the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower suddenly enter his body, mixed with the power of the ancestral witch, and kept repairing the injuries in his body.

Damaged, restored, and repeatedly, every cell and every inch of meridians in Wang An's body is gradually strengthening, and gradually begins to be covered with a layer of misty silver, and the internal organs are changing to silver.

The momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and the spirit overwhelmed the world, almost breaking through the blood pool.

But it is very painful, this pain invades the bone marrow, cells, every inch of meridians, if it weren't for Wang An's strong willpower, he would have passed out a coma!

But he can't be unconscious, there is a mysterious Lord of the Green Mound outside, the devouring power on his body, the runes in the blood have to be dissolved and resisted by himself, otherwise I am afraid that when he refines the essence in the blood, he will eventually be disintegrated and integrated into the blood.

Wang An's speed of absorbing and refining blood essence was very fast, and in just half an hour, almost half of the blood pool was completely transformed by Wang An, turning into a dull and dull stained blood.

This pool of blood doesn't know how big it is, Wang An just completely let go of his body and mind and devoured it crazily, he doesn't know when he will be discovered by the Lord of Qingzuka, or other accidents will happen, he can only race against time to strengthen himself.

He knew that if the Lord of the Green Dragon Coffin knew that he had worked hard for tens of thousands of years to make wedding dresses for others, he would definitely vomit blood in anger.

The flowers bloom and the words are divided into two ends!

As Qing Ling jumped into the green dragon coffin, when everyone knocked the green dragon coffin into the space, it actually happened in an instant.

In an instant, the green dragon coffin suddenly disappeared into the space under the impetus of the power of the raging and tumbling space.

The space was silent and empty, and everywhere was the power of space raging across the country.

Qing Ling didn't have time to control the Qinglong coffin, everything was already out of control!

At the same time, the aura on his body fluctuated, countless runes flickered, and even if the life beads above his head were scattered with vast spiritual light and majestic vitality, they still recovered the injuries on his body.

At this moment, the whole body on his body began to crack, and the black aura that had always been absent before began to thicken at this time, and a rotten death qi erupted from Qing Ling's body frantically.

At this moment, it could be clearly seen that the blood flowing out of his cracked body faintly began to glow with death, gray, and completely lost its previous red color.

"It's not good, how could the immortal body collapse?"

Then his mind moved, and he ran the magic trick, urging the life bead to repair his body.

However, a gray aura erupted from his body, and his entire body was still cracking, raging terrifying spiritual power, as if it had leaked out of a loophole, frantically leaking out, stirring around.

Qing Ling's face changed drastically, and he jumped into the pool of blood with a roar.

I don't know if it's because of the confidence in the Qinglong coffin, or if Wang An and other Yuanying monks are actually a group of ants, so at this moment, he didn't use his divine sense to check the situation in the blood pool at all, and jumped into the blood pool.

"Hey, no, why don't you have aura?" The next moment, his face changed drastically, and he said in shock.

At the same time, the speed of collapse on his body accelerated again, and the whole person seemed to have become a dried corpse, the aura vitality passed one after another, and the skin exploded, bleeding gray and black blood, which was terrifying.

"Hmph, there's an ant in the Blood Spirit Pool......! This is absorbing the essence of the blood! Damn, I have worked hard for many years to make a wedding dress for others! Little mole ant, I want to refine your blood pill. ”

Qing Ling roared angrily, his eyes were about to split, the aura around his body rolled, and a monstrous killing intent rushed to the sky, and the space was tumbling and surging, causing ripples.

Almost at the same time, Wang An also felt a mighty divine sense enveloping him.

As soon as the whole body tightened, a chill came through the body, like falling into an ice cave!

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