Chapter 3852 Die Wantian

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Chapter 3852 Die Wantian

In the secret room, each dragon crystal glowed with blood that would make Qin Yichen's blood boil, and it was placed in front of all ethnic groups, enough to make their eyes full of greed and awe.

Qin Yichen held the dragon crystal in his hand, and the brilliance within it turned into streams, flowing into his blood vessels.

And as the blood washes away, Qin Yichen feels that the sense of transformation from refining his muscles and bones becomes more and more intense.

"Bone soaked in dragon blood is the only way I can transform my fairy bones into keel bones."

"With the awakening of the blood, you can transform into a real dragon. Just like Ziyun, although the blood is not as good as mine, but the keel is real, so you can change freely in human form and dragon form."

"But I am different from Ziyun. I was born in a human race, but it is difficult to transform into a dragon form. This is why after forcibly performing Tianlong Xiao, my whole body will be weak and painful, because my fairy bone was unbearable before."

Therefore, after the bloodline awakens again, it must focus on tempering the fairy bone, blending with the bloodline, being soaked by the keel all the time, and finally, turning into a keel!

As time passed, Qin Yichen looked inside and found that the blood in his body was almost golden and red.

Moreover, his own bones are washed away by dragon blood all the time. If Qin Yichen's bones are removed, he will find that his muscles and bones are now stained with a layer of golden halo...

Just as Qin Yichen was refining the dragon crystals in seclusion, a ghost suddenly appeared in that frozen star space, shattering the frost and descending on the universe!

"This damned Haoshuang, the ghost is still there..."

Seeing everything buried in the ice and snow, and seeing the starry sky full of death, the ghost's voice was cold and harsh, making all directions tremble.

However, soon, the phantom left. These days, there have been great powers from various races coming to explore one after another.

But without exception, after seeing the scene of this frozen world, they all cursed angrily, but returned in vain.

The truth left to the ten thousand races, as Haoshuang planned, all the races who came to covet the nine-color flower were all buried by its remaining divine power.

Even the nine-color flower disappeared into the world together. Although the strong demons in this star field and universe were furious, they did not have the slightest doubt.

Because in their view, as enemies, if they want to get involved with Nine Color Flowers, the latter will inevitably have consequences such as backlash and self-destruction...

The races involved in this matter all had the same idea, but they were quite annoyed by it. After all, both Hurong and Changjie were traveling outside, and they were quite capable elites.

Losing a few elites at once, the various races involved naturally gritted their teeth.

However, just as this matter was spreading, the territory of the Mingguang Butterfly Clan.

This is a forest with lush vegetation and fragrant birds and flowers. There are flying butterflies everywhere, which are full of vitality and make you feel happy. The sky is as blue as washing, and all birds, birds, and swans can fly freely.

However, in a large hall with towering trees as the beams and pillars of the dome, the atmosphere is sad and indignant. The strong men of the Mingguangdie clan have gloomy expressions, some have tears in their eyes, and their voices are hoarse.

"Shall we stop looking for it? Maybe Sister Qianshang and Elder Chongshan are still alive!"

The person who spoke was a young man, and his facial features were the standard handsomeness of the Mingguang Die family. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Die Qianshang, and he looked delicate, but both his voice and his eyes were quite masculine.

It's just that the young man at this moment has red eyes and fists clenched tightly. An elder beside him said in a deep voice, "Qian Lian, don't make trouble anymore. Don't you know the news of all races?"

"Liankuya..."

Even though he was in the clan, the elder was still apprehensive for a while, and then continued: "The strong men of all clans who went to look for Nine Color Flowers are all dead, and there is not one left! Qianshang and the others, I'm afraid it's bad luck..."

It is quite euphemistic to say that there is more evil than good, but in fact, the powerhouses of Mingguang Die Clan are very clear that even if the powerhouses of all clans are alive, Die Qianshang and the others may not be able to live, and the powerhouses of all clans will fall among them. Then they Mingguangdie clan, I am afraid they will only die at the forefront!

Apparently, Die Qianlian also heard the news, but he was still not reconciled.

"Old Ancestor, you don't know about this yet..."

The elder who spoke earlier said anxiously, however, the figure sitting on the crown chair made of twisted wooden branches, engraved with butterflies flying and phoenix dancing, accompanied by elves, is the current patriarch of the Mingguang Butterfly Clan.

He is also the father of Die Qianshang and Die Wantian.

Die Wantian's face was quite resolute, but at the moment it was full of grief, but in front of all the clansmen, he raised his head and looked at the dense forest where the shadows of butterflies were fluttering and shining from time to time.

That was the forbidden place where the ancestors of his clan retreated.

"Old Ancestor... how could he not know?"

Although they didn't report it, the ancestors who are as strong as the gods might have known about it a long time ago. Besides, if Qianshang was still alive, the first thing he came back would be to say hello to the ancestors.

Regarding the situation in the clan, Die Wantian and the other high-level officials were full of grief and indignation, but they were more helpless.

At this moment, Die Qianlian suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly, "This time, I'm going to the tomb of the gods."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Die Wantian and other high-level officials all changed suddenly.

"Qianlian, don't mess around!"

"Do you know how dangerous the Tomb of the Gods is!"

However, facing the elders, Die Qianlian's eyes were firm, and his voice was the same: "I know why my sister and Elder Chongshan didn't come back!"

"In the tomb of the gods, there are more miracles, and we will definitely find gods that are helpful to our ancestors..."

After finishing speaking, Die Qianlian ran out of the ancient tree hall, leaving only Die Wantian's raised hand hanging in the air.

"The patriarch, Qianshang and Qianlian are all doing well."

"Patriarch, this time, let the old man watch over Qian Lian."

Die Wantian looked at the figures in the hall, his eyes trembling, and after a long time, he seemed to be waving his hands helplessly.

"It's all my fault for being too mediocre, and I still can't feel what the divine way is..."

Time passed, and finally, a dragon crystal in the palm of the young man turned into powder and dissipated, but in his opened star pupils, there was a dragon shadow rising up, like a torch of gold.

Sitting there cross-legged, the young man is like a scorching sun sitting on the sky and the earth. The radiant golden light all over his body seems to emanate from his bones.

And the dragon's blood on his body is also mixed with gold and red, and the bones are stained with dragon blood, making the fairy bones all over his body seem to have dragon patterns entrenched and flickering.

When he got up, the tyrannical immortal power permeated, like a crouching dragon standing upright, shocking all directions!

After tempering dragon crystals one after another, Qin Yichen's blood was finally awakened to 50%, half human, half dragon, magnificent, star eyes like lightning, and awe-inspiring aura!

And in the main hall at this moment, Die Qianshang, Ziyun, and Lu Xiaolu have all come out one after another, and everyone's aura has improved a lot compared to before.