Chapter 317 Battle Body Dharma Appearance and Battle Ink Bone
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Realm: Nine Transformations of Golden Elixir (15/100)
Body refining: early stage of fifth level (5/100)
"War Dragon Immortal Thunder Body Refining Technique" (Dacheng: 15/100) (+)
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War body magical power: Thunder Dragon Zhentian (lower grade 18/100+)
Combat Body Appearance: Thunder Dragon (lower grade 18/100+)
"It took nearly 4,000 incense points to increase the Dragon Immortal Thunder Body Refining Technique by 10 points."
"It also inspired the magical power of the fighting body and the physical appearance of the fighting body!"
Chen Ling murmured, "But I have successfully entered the fifth level of body refining, and my overall strength has taken a big step forward!"
With a satisfied look on his face and joy in his heart, he closed the panel.
"What kind of power will it be when you enter the fifth level?"
Chen Ling took a deep breath and waved his palm towards the war shield placed not far away.
Whoosh!
The blood energy surged, and a strong wind blasted out, blooming an arc of electricity, hitting the battle shield as quickly as a cannonball.
There was an explosion and the entire battle shield shattered.
When Chen Ling saw this situation, a smile appeared on his face.
The battle shield in front of me is a fourth-level low-grade treasure.
Just a casual blow easily shattered it.
The power is unexpectedly strong.
"As for the magical power of this battle body?"
After thinking for a while, Chen Ling thought, and a thunderwood sword flashing with lightning appeared in his hand.
This is the sword used by Jian Er.
It is a fourth-level mid-grade sword with thunder attributes. It is not only extremely sharp, but also has powerful explosive power.
While stimulating the War Dragon Thunder Body, he injected spiritual power into the Thunderwood Sword and slashed it towards his left arm.
The next second, a burst of thunder flashed.
Along with the blue-gold dragon scales appearing on the arms.
He only felt a slight shock and his arm was unharmed.
"But it only consumed two drops of blood essence."
Feeling the changes inside his body, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.
With the body of a thunder dragon, he can now condense at least hundreds of drops of blood essence.
If you don't use the magical power of the battle body, it will be enough to consume.
For physical cultivation, essence and blood are like spiritual power, precious and must be.
An important direction in practicing the body-refining method is to generate and improve the quality of blood essence.
Just like barbaric cultivators, the higher their bloodline level, the more powerful their skills are.
This is their inherent advantage.
Physical cultivation can only improve blood through tempering.
By practicing high-level body-refining techniques, this process also requires the assistance of heaven and earth spiritual objects such as monster flesh and blood, blood elixirs, or elixirs.
"With the powerful attributes of the Thunder Dragon battle body, it can condense more than ten drops of blood essence every day, so it is not afraid of consumption."
Putting away the Void Fire Cauldron and the Cold Spirit Crystal Flame, Chen Ling flashed the "War Dragon Immortal Thunder Body Refining Technique" in his sea of consciousness.
The main reason why he broke through to the fifth level this time and did not cause the body refining thunder disaster is that his body is still dominated by the constitution and meridians of Dharma cultivation.
When divine consciousness and mana have not reached certain legal limits, they are not enough to cause thunder disaster.
Chen Ling was also secretly grateful for this.
Like the Thunder Dragon Battle Body, he couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if it caused a thunder disaster.
However, when the time comes to pass through the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, one must be fully prepared.
If it doesn't lead to a double thunder disaster, it will be a big trouble.
Once you make a mistake, you will end up in despair.
Divine consciousness swept through the battle body cyclone in the body again, and the body of the green dragon inside doubled in size, and the scales all over its body released mysterious green gold light.
After entering the fifth level, this bloody green dragon seemed to be growing rapidly.
According to the additional points of understanding, releasing the magical power of the battle body or the physical appearance of the battle body requires the assistance of this bloody green dragon.
Generally, reaching the fifth level of physical cultivation requires a large amount of energy and blood to be used to perform magical powers or magic.
But having a combat body not only reduces consumption, but also greatly increases power.
This is the power of the battle body.
With his current level of cultivation, once he displays his combat body, he will be no less powerful than the Cyan Dragon at the early stage of the fifth level.
"As for the specific consumption, that can only be known after it is used!"
Chen Ling murmured.
Although he was eager to give it a try, considering the competition with Mo Gu in a few days, he gave up decisively.
Looking up at the window, it was still dark.
"Go get some sleep first!"
He immediately stood up and left the training room.
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Late at night, the wind and snow howled in the air.
In a huge stone palace in the south of the ancient city.
A tall, resolute-looking old man had his hands behind his back, staring at the howling wind and snow outside the hall with slightly focused eyes.
On the seat to his right, a rough-looking young man sat quietly on a wooden chair with an indifferent expression.
The old man and the young man are the two barbaric cultivators of the Mo family, Mo Teng and Mo Gu.
Opposite the ink bone, stood a middle-aged man about eight feet tall, wearing a black animal robe, thick eyebrows slanting, and piercing eyes.
He is Mo Yan, another fifth-level barbarian cultivator of the Mo family.
"A Gu, Gong Mulan has come back, got married and had children."
"In order to fight for the drop of blood in the heart of the holy beast, I have launched a bloodline challenge to you."
Mo Teng glanced at Mo Gu and said lightly.
"Ancestor, Gong Mulan is a bastard found from there, and he is worthy of competing with my son for the essence and blood of the holy beast."
Mo Gu snorted coldly and ignored it.
"The Gong family has been cautious in these years and will not propose a blood test for no reason."
Mo Teng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the glint in his eyes flashed away.
"Ancestor, isn't this an opportunity for our Mo family?"
"With A Gu's combat prowess, he is now firmly ranked among the top five in the tribe. How can that girl Gong Mulan be a match for A Gu after she has been missing for so many years?"
"As long as she loses this time, the Gong family will obediently give up the position of patriarch to me."
"Otherwise, we will drive them down!"
Mo Yan chuckled, his tone extremely confident.
"This matter is not as simple as it seems. Everyone in the Gong family knows A Gu's situation very well. Why would they inexplicably propose such a self-destructive competition?"
With his sharp eyes flashing, Mo Teng said coldly, "It is said that the person challenging this time is not Gong Mulan, but the husband of both legal and physical practitioners who came with him."
"No matter how pure the power of the body cultivator's bloodline is, it cannot be compared to that of our barbaric cultivators."
"The second son Gong is not stupid, how could he do such an abnormal thing."
After Mo Teng finished speaking, the other two people stared at each other and fell into silence.
In this way, it is indeed doubtful.
"Ancestor, do you suspect that the Gong family is deliberately plotting against Ah Gu?"
Mo Yan's eyes narrowed and he said in a rather doubtful tone.
"So what if it's a game?"
Mo Gu vowed, "The bloodline competition is about the power of bloodline. Even a cultivator dares to interfere with it. I must make him look good."
"A Gu is right. How can a mere golden elixir cultivator be A Gu's opponent?"
Mo Yan agreed.
"There is currently no detailed information about this child, so we still have to be careful!"
"This competition is not only related to the essence and blood of the holy beast, but also related to A Gu's prestige in the tribe. Defeating this son is tantamount to defeating the Gong family, so we must not lose this time."
Mo Teng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, Ancestor, A Gu will not let you down."
Mo Gu cupped his hands, and then showed a look of disdain, "Don't talk about a cultivator, even Gong Nanming, I can still knock him down."
Mo Yan laughed and said, "What A Gu said is absolutely true. Let the palace family make all kinds of calculations. In the face of absolute strength, it is just a joke."
Nowadays, in the Gong family, except for Gong Patriarch, who is at the fifth level, the others include Gong Nanming, who is the fourth level, and there are two early fourth-level members from the collateral family.
Why are you fighting with the Mo family?
Moreover, with the Mo Bone bloodline and the resources of the tribe, it is absolutely possible to enter the fifth level within a hundred years.
In addition, his son Mo Hu's bloodline is even better than that of Mo Gu. Within a few decades, he will become a high-level barbaric cultivator of the Mo family.
Looking back at the Gong family, Gong Mulan is now married.
Once Gong Zhengyang falls, the Gong family will be doomed.
Mo Teng nodded and said seriously, "Just in case, A Gu will be practicing in the family blood pool in the next few days."
"Yes, ancestor."
Mo Gu replied happily.
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Ancient tribe, sacrificial square.
The sacrificial square is the most sacred place for the tribe. The square is backed by Firebird Mountain. There are no buildings on the other three sides. The surrounding area seems extremely empty. There is only a straight stone road leading to the altar.
There are huge stone pillars standing around the altar, and on each pillar there is a statue of a ferocious sacred beast.
The surrounding air is particularly refreshing, and the flowers, branches and leaves that come into view are all in bright colors.
Today is the day of the tribal blood test.
Bloodline competition is a very common way of fighting among tribes.
But this time, it was a competition between the two largest families in the tribe and the two most powerful saints, the Son and the Saint.
So it's particularly eye-catching.
In front of the altar, there is an extremely wide competition platform.
Zishi.
Hundreds of tribesmen gathered in front of the altar square. This was probably the most powerful lineup of the ancient tribe.
Four fifth-level barbarian cultivators and a dozen fourth-level barbarian cultivators gathered together. This was a rare occasion.
However, when Chen Ling arrived for the first time, he didn't know anyone except Gong Zhengyang and Gong Nanming.
But as Gong Mulan's Taoist companion and the protagonist of this competition, he was the one who received the most attention in the audience.
Everyone else also looked at the two men on the competition stage and talked in low voices.
"This person dares to challenge the Holy Son. He is really looking for death!"
"Hey, the saint actually married a foreign monk!"
"Look at this aura, he is completely a cultivator. How can he participate in the bloodline competition?"
"Even the Holy Girl may not be the opponent of the Holy Son now, let alone a foreign cultivator."
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From the discussions among the clan members, it was obvious that they all supported Mo Gu.
After all, Mo Gu's combat power has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Apart from the fluctuations in mana, Chen Ling didn't show much powerful blood aura.
Of course, most of the high-level barbaric cultivators at the top had solemn expressions on their faces, and they all knew that this was no ordinary bloodline competition.
It was a secret contest between the Gong and Mo families.
No matter who wins or loses, there will be an open and covert fight next.
However, in their eyes, they are naturally optimistic about Mo Gu.
In recent years, the Gong family has been weak, and the high-level monks of these tribes all have a clear mind.
At this moment, it is obviously impossible for the Gong family to rely on a foreign monk to reverse their disadvantage.
"Bloodline competition, the rules of the competition have been around for a long time. The victory or defeat is determined by the power of bloodline. Other bone weapons, treasures, etc. are not allowed to be used."
"You can only fight with your own blood!"
"According to tribal regulations, this competition is about the blood essence of the holy beast. If you win, you will get this drop of blood essence."
Gong Zhengyang spoke calmly, and although his voice was not high-pitched, it conveyed an unquestionable majesty.
"let's start!"
Then Gong Zhengyang glanced at the two people on the competition stage and said.
"You are the son-in-law of the Gong family, and you dare to challenge me. You really don't know what the heavens and the earth are!"
"I want to see how strong the person Gong Mulan likes will be."
Mo Gu looked at Chen Ling and said proudly.
"It's useless to talk more. Let's see the real deal!"
Chen Ling looked calm and said politely.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Gu punched his fist, and flames suddenly burst out from his fist, condensing a huge flaming magma.
The violent aura of flames bloomed and bombarded Chen Ling overwhelmingly.
Facing the terrifying flames sprayed from the violent magma, Chen Ling looked calm and the power of blood surged in his body.
The War Dragon Immortal Thunder Body Refining Technique then started to work, and thunder rumbled and thundered.
He raised his hand, tearing up a violent lightning arc and bombarding it towards the flame magma.
Then, the flame magma and the arc of thunder struck together.
Just listen to the shocking explosions one after another in the air.
The entire competition stage turned into a purple-red sky.
Suddenly, the huge flaming magma in the air poured down like a majestic rainstorm, drowning Chen Ling.
This is a double attack of flames and violent rocks condensed by the magical power of the ink bone bloodline.
The fierce flames and magma roared and roared, blooming with terrifying high temperatures, instantly covering all directions, as if a volcano was erupting.
Chen Ling's expression was calm, and the thunder around him surged, condensing into a roaring giant palm of thunder, sweeping across, gathering the endless flame magma into it.
Then there was a rumble, and all the flames and magma were destroyed.
"What, this kid actually has the thunder attribute bloodline magical power, and is he so powerful?"
The magical power of flame and magma was broken instantly, and a look of disbelief appeared on Mo Gu's face.
Thunder and fire attributes are both strong attack attributes, so it's a head-to-head confrontation.
It's a real blood clash.
The skills and skills play a limited role at this moment, and it is more about the level of the blood in the body.
Whichever side has stronger blood will have the advantage.
That's why he was shocked.
He has a sixth-level bloodline, and he has been trained with the essence and blood of high-level monsters all year round. His cultivation is now at the late fourth-level.
As for his opponent's blood energy cultivation level, he has not seen through it, but judging from his age, it is impossible to exceed the fourth level!
Even if their blood energy cultivation levels were the same, his bloodline magical power would not be defeated so quickly.
There was a vague premonition in his heart.
The grade of blood in this person is definitely not low, at least no less than him.
After the giant thunder hand destroyed the flame magma, thunder surged, and then the sound of dragon roars echoed through the sky, turning into a thunder dragon, suspended in mid-air.
Thunder light rolled around the dragon's body, and when the dragon's claws were swung, the thunder light shot straight into the sky.
The deafening sound of thunder shook the entire competition platform.
The whole place was in an uproar.
None of the ancient tribesmen expected that Mo Gu's earth-shattering attack would be broken so easily.
In addition to being shocked, the look in Chen Ling's eyes was a little different.
In the stands, Mo Teng and Mo Yan looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.
Even Gong Zhengyang and Gong Nanming had a rough idea of Chen Ling's strength.
But Mo Gu's powerful blow just now made them sweat in cold sweat.