One day later.
The Blood Ancestor had finally escaped from the purple mist. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.
His aura had also become extremely chaotic, as if he would explode at any time.
It seemed that when he passed through the purple mist, he had been greatly corroded by the poisonous mist.
If it were not for his powerful cultivation, he would not have been able to hold on and escape from the purple mist.
After escaping from the purple mist, the Blood Ancestor no longer felt the pressure of death. He immediately felt an intense itch on his feet.
Feeling the itch on his feet, the Blood Ancestor gritted his teeth and tried to suppress it.
"No, this intense itch can't be suppressed by willpower."
After a while, the Blood Ancestor gave up. He could not bear the itch at all.
After discovering this, the Blood Ancestor's face turned ugly. His expression became ferocious as he roared, "Zi Chengrong, when I recover my vitality, I will cut you into pieces."
In the Blood Ancestor's opinion, if Zi Chengrong and the others had not taken away the wooden bucket, he would not have ended up like this.
While the Blood Ancestor was angry, he became even more irritable.
The intense itch on his feet made him unable to concentrate on cultivating, causing his injuries to be unable to recover.
As a result, his injuries would get worse and worse, and it would even affect his future cultivation.
"Ah!"
Thinking of the terrible consequences caused by the itch, the Blood Ancestor gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.
The Blood Ancestor waved his right hand, and a blood-colored Saint Power blade light blasted out from his palm.
Slash!
Under the bombardment of the Saint Power blade, the Blood Ancestor's feet were immediately cut off and turned into a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.
As his legs were chopped off, the intense itchiness also lessened.
However, although the itch had weakened, a sharp pain came from his legs.
"Ah!"
Enduring the sharp pain in his legs, the Blood Ancestor sat down cross-legged and cultivated to recover from his injuries.
While the Blood Ancestor was recovering from his injuries, he also regathered his feet and restored his physical body.
A few days later, under the Blood Ancestor's wholehearted cultivation, his feet regathered.
What made him feel desperate was that as his feet regathered, the itch appeared again.
"How … how could this be? Even cutting off his legs can't remove the poison? "
Seeing this, the Blood Ancestor was scared out of his wits, and his face instantly turned pale.
Even cutting off his legs was unable to remove the poison. Didn't this mean that the poison would always be with him?
As for cutting off his legs again, he didn't dare to do it again.
Previously, he had already used up 10% of his cultivation to regenerate his feet. This kind of consumption was not something he could afford.
To the Blood Ancestor's relief, although the itch was still there, it wasn't as bad as before.
"Let's go back and kill Zi Chengrong and the others first. Then, we can slowly think of a way to cure the poison."
Suppressing the itch on his feet, the Blood Ancestor put on a gloomy expression and set off for the main branch of the Dark Demon Race.
If he did not kill Zi Cheng Rong and the others, he would not be able to vent his anger.
…
Inside the Palace of Creation.
After a few days, with Mo Qingyun's help, the girls finally refined the Soul Puppet.
After helping the girls to refine the Soul Puppet, Mo Qingyun did not want to stay any longer. He got up and said to the girls, "You guys continue to cultivate and familiarize yourself with controlling the Soul Puppet. I'm going to the Green Thunder Illusory Land to cultivate."
Now that his Dragon Source Overlord Body had reached the peak of the Profound Realm, he could rush to the Complete Realm in one go.
Previously, Mo Qingyun wanted to use the power of the Green Thunder Spiritual Pearl to help him cultivate the Wild Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body.
Due to the delay, Mo Qingyun did not go to the Green Thunder Illusory Land. Now was a good time.
After a while, Mo Qingyun came to the Green Thunder Illusory Land and found Qing Lei.
"Big brother, you're here."
When Qing Lei discovered that Mo Qingyun had entered Qing Lei's illusion, he revealed a joyful smile and cheerfully went to greet him.
In response to Qing Lei's greeting, Mo Qingyun nodded with a faint smile and said, "Qing Lei, I'm here today to ask for your help."
"Big brother, just tell me what you need. I'll do my best to help you."
In response to Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei agreed without hesitation with an innocent smile on his face.
Seeing Qing Lei's attitude, Mo Qingyun did not beat around the bush and said directly, "The Wild Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body that I'm cultivating has reached a bottleneck. I need a large amount of thunderbolt power to cultivate. I want you to release your thunderbolt power to help me cultivate the Wild Thunder Dragon Source Overlord Body to the Complete Realm."
"Okay!"
In response to Mo Qingyun's request, Qing Lei agreed without hesitation. He then revealed a naughty smile and said, "Big brother, this is what you asked for. When I release my thunderbolt to bombard you, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Haha, I won't!"
In response to Qing Lei's words, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile and walked to an open space.
After Mo Qingyun sat down with his legs crossed, he nodded at Qing Lei and asked Qing Lei to release his thunderbolt to bombard him.
Boom!
Under Qing Lei's control, an imposing thunderbolt struck Mo Qingyun's body.
Then, this bucket-sized thunderbolt swallowed Mo Qingyun like a hungry tiger.
After releasing a thunderbolt to bombard Mo Qingyun, Qing Lei revealed a nervous expression and asked, "Big brother, how's the power of this thunderbolt? Isn't it a little too strong? "
"It's not powerful enough. Increase the power of the thunderbolt."
Hearing Qing Lei's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head and immediately instructed Qing Lei.
"Not powerful enough?"
Qing Lei was stunned by Mo Qingyun's words.
However, he did not think too much about it. He immediately followed Mo Qingyun's instructions and released another thunderbolt to bombard Mo Qingyun.
Then, an even more imposing thunderbolt struck Mo Qingyun's body.
"Not enough. Increase the power!"
"Still not enough. Increase the power!
…
Under Mo Qingyun's repeated requests, each thunderbolt released by Qing Lei was stronger than the previous one.
As the thunderbolts released grew stronger, the shock on Qing Lei's face intensified. "Big brother's body is too terrifying. The power of my thunderbolt is enough to shatter a cosmic cloud state divine weapon, but it still can't do any damage to him."
While Qing Lei was still in shock, Mo Qingyun blasted out another bolt of lightning that smashed onto Mo Qingyun's body.
As this thunderbolt struck, Mo Qingyun's power suddenly surged.
"Big brother's body broke through!"
Qing Lei's expression changed when he sensed the change in Mo Qingyun's aura. His eyes widened as he said, "Doesn't that mean big brother's body has become even stronger than before? Just how strong has it become?"
Seeing that Mo Qingyun's body had improved, Qing Lei did not release any more thunderbolts. Instead, he curiously guarded by the side.
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