Qin Tian still had a drop of divine blood in his hand. He wanted to get another drop and give it to An Miaoling and Bai Xiaoru each.

After all, there are methods of cultivating the divine body in it.

There is no way to teach inherited skills such as one's own eternal body and the freedom of transformation to others.

It can only be understood through inheritance.

After completing the breakthrough, Qin Tian stood up and stretched.

This breakthrough took a few more days, and it was time for Wei Young to get greedy.

Thinking of this, he walked out the door, and at this moment he felt the fluctuation of energy.

Qin Tian's expression condensed. Could it be that Wei Young was fighting with someone?

Then he hurried over and saw Wei Young kneeling on the ground in the wasteland not far from the wooden house.

In front of Weiyang was a piece of land that had been destroyed by people. In this land, Qin Tian saw some broken limbs.

Qin Tian walked over and saw Wei Young sobbing, falling into extreme sadness.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Tian patted Wei Yang on the shoulder.

Weiyang turned her head and looked at Qin Tian, ​​she wanted to say something.

But at this moment she couldn't say a word.

It was as if he was completely mute.

Then Weiyang touched Qin Tian's forehead, and suddenly some memories flooded into Qin Tian's mind.

In the memory, a group of people protected Wei Young, who was seriously injured. They had experienced attacks from the Soul Clan and attacks from the Titan Soldiers.

But they are still protecting Weiyang without fear of death.

As time went by, these people who protected her died for her one by one until they died.

Seeing these tragic scenes, Qin Tian was also quite moved.

In the end, only Wei Yang was left alone here, and she buried all the dead tribesmen here.

But just now, a dark shadow appeared and directly destroyed the cemetery.

When Wei Young arrived, the black shadow had disappeared and the scene stopped again.

Wei Young's extreme sadness also infected Qin Tian.

He gently held Weiyang in his arms.

Wei Yang also hugged Qin Tian tightly, very hard.

The force was so strong that Qin Tian felt pain.

Qin Tian secretly sighed, luckily it was him, if it had been anyone else, he would have died.

He patted Wei Young's back to express comfort.

At the same time, he was also thinking about who destroyed this cemetery and what was his purpose?

Thinking of the black shadow in the previous picture, could it be a phantom?

It seems like this is what happens when the Soul Clan escapes.

Thinking of this, his eyes gradually became cold.

He leaned into Wei Yang's ear and said, "Revenge, we will take revenge."

After Wei Yang heard Qin Tian's words, she immediately let go of Qin Tian and nodded seriously.

Qin Tian felt that she should have the same suspicion as him.

So the two held hands and searched for traces of the phantom together.

After a day of searching, they finally found the Phantom.

After seeing the phantom, Wei Young cast the blood-burning technique without hesitation.

Huan Mo frowned and then said, "I didn't go looking for you, but you came to my door."

"It just saves me having to look for it again."

He has recovered some of his strength these days, so he is sure to deal with Weiyang.

Weiyang used the burning blood technique and chopped it off with one sword.

boom!

The phantom took dozens of steps back.

At the same time, a huge ravine a hundred meters long and thirty meters wide appeared behind him.

One can imagine how terrifying Wei Young's move just now was.

Seeing this, the Phantom's face became serious.

He took out a knife.

This knife is the magic weapon he once left behind.

After taking out the knife, the Phantom Demon's strength increased greatly.

For a time, the two of them were evenly matched.

Suddenly Weiyang suddenly retreated and stopped, and used the second level of blood-burning technique.

Suddenly, the red energy around him became more vivid.

Wei Young's strength increased sharply again, and with this surge in strength, she seemed to become more beautiful.

Seeing Wei Young's change, Huan Mo's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Huan Mo's clone."

Immediately, the body of the phantom demon became illusory, and then split into two.

This is the secret talent of the Phantom Soul Clan.

This time it was two against one, and Wei Young's advantage was gone again.

Qin Tian had learned the blood-burning technique, and he knew that using the blood-burning technique would cause great harm to the body.

And the consumption is doubled for each additional layer.

You may need to practice the Second Level Blood Burning Technique for a period of time and then take some medicine.

But using the third level is directly equivalent to losing half a life.

So Qin Tian felt that he had to do something, otherwise Weiyang would have to use the third level later.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Add the divine blood to your own blood and burn them together using the Burning Blood Technique.

In this way, not only does his strength greatly increase, but he can also use the divine weapon of the Blood Sword with the help of the divine blood.

I just don’t know if my physical body can bear it.

But now he can only give it a try, hoping that the secret technique of burning blood will be more reliable.

He then drank the divine blood and immediately started using the blood-burning technique.

His blood and the divine blood gradually turned into a large ball of red energy and appeared.

At this moment, Qin Tian felt that he was extremely powerful. He could move mountains and cut off rivers, and he could open the sky with one sword.

He began to use the power of burning blood to control the violent sword.

After the violent blood sword was activated, Qin Tian's entire body turned blood red.

The next moment, he teleported directly behind the phantom.

Cut it off with one sword.

The phantom demon clone that was attacked by Qin Tian immediately turned around to resist.

But I was still hurt.

Then Qin Tian and Wei Yang each dealt with an illusory demon.

As a result, the Phantom Demon lost all its advantages.

Gradually fell behind.

Weiyang's style of play is very desperate.

There is almost no need to resist or dodge.

Some are just crazy attacks one after another.

At this time, Huan Mo was a little panicked. If he was fighting alone, he would not be afraid at all, but with one against two, he would lose sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qin Tian, ​​"What are you crazy about?"

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled, because he didn't think Huan Mo's expression was pretending.

So he probed, "Why did you destroy those tombs?"

"grave?"

A puzzled expression appeared on the Phantom's face.

"What grave?"

"Didn't you destroy the tombs of the Weiyang people? Are they your people?" Qin Tian continued to ask.

"I don't know what the tomb is, and my people are all in seclusion to recover from their injuries."

Having said this, Phantom started thinking.

After a moment, the Phantom said, "Stop fighting, I know who destroyed the tomb."

Qin Tian looked at Huan Mo's serious expression and felt that it didn't look fake.

So he stopped attacking, came to Weiyang, and held her: "Listen to him first."

Weiyang looked at Qin Tian and finally stopped.

Qin Tian looked at Huan Mo: "Tell me?"

Thinking of that person, Huan Mo showed fear on his face, and then said:

"If I want to deal with you, why bother destroying that tomb? I can just fuck you and it will be over."

Hearing this, Wei Young became excited again.

The aura around him began to riot, and he was preparing to superimpose it again and use the third level of blood-burning technique.

This action frightened the Phantom to tremble all over.

Qin Tian quickly grabbed Wei Young, then looked at Huan Mo and said angrily: "Speak to me properly, or I won't be able to hold you back next time!"

Huan Mo was a little angry, but he was still discouraged after seeing Wei Young's desperate expression.

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