Chapter 501: Burning Incense in Huaxia

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As soon as Lin Qian said this, Nan Wudi's expression obviously stagnated, and the elegant expression he had been deliberately maintaining was gradually distorted.

"This guy named Nan Xin's soul has been refined into a pure soul source, which has become a tonic for Queen Zhen to improve her soul. I have to say that the soul source refined by such a strong person is indeed a great tonic."

"As for his body, I'm really sorry, I didn't let it go, and refined it into flesh and blood." Lin Qian spread his hands innocently, and said to Nan Wudi in front of him.

boom!

In an instant, the energy in Nan Wudi's body was like a volcano erupting, and his chest heaved violently due to the rage. He could no longer restrain the anger gushing out of his body, and maintained the deliberate indifference before.

Nan Wudi made a move, and his strong soul power seemed to cover the sky and cover the sun, turning into a torrent of void and rolling towards Lin Qian. There were a large number of figures indistinctly among them, as if they were lone ghosts roaring.

Just as the torrent of howling ghosts emerged, a blazing white sword light came from the sky, instantly tore up the torrent, turning it into a sky-full of resentment and dissipating in mid-air.

call out!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a middle-aged human man in a white robe suddenly rushed over from a distance, blocking Lin Qian's face: "Anyway, the realm is also at the ninth level of the awakened state, and has the combat power of the overlord level, so why bother?" Junior."

"If you are wronged, you have a debtor. I absorbed the essence of your son's flesh and blood. Why don't you come to me to recover from your injuries?" The person standing in front of Lin Qian smiled and looked at Nan Wudi who was furious opposite him.

Nan Wudi did not continue to get angry, but stared intently at the middle-aged human man on the other side, frowning: "Who are you, and where did you come from?"

"Zhang Juncheng, it's just an old man who was saved by this young emperor." The middle-aged man said this, turned to look at Lin Qian, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

When he was in the national war mode, Lin Qian found Zhang Juncheng in a corner of the ancient forest world, where he was practicing in seclusion and recovering from his injuries. <>

It was a surprise to meet Zhang Juncheng here, and it would be much more stable to have such an old man in charge.

"It seems that your original strength is indeed very powerful, but unfortunately you are now full of blood, and you have not recovered to your full strength. Even now, you are only a hero-level combat power." Nan Wudi stared at Zhang Juncheng in front of him,

said coldly.

Zhang Juncheng still had a smile on his face, and shook his head slowly: "Of course, there is no chance of winning the eighth level of awakening against the ninth level. But the eighth level is against the eighth level, so it's hard to say."

"Eighth versus eighth?" Before Nan Wudi recovered, he saw Lin Qian raising his eyebrows at him, as if signaling for him to look at him.

Nan Wudi didn't know why, but he still looked at his body. When he saw the situation on his body, his expression changed drastically.

At some point, his bare arms were already covered with blood-colored veins, like cobwebs, very frightening.

After discovering the abnormality on his body, Nan Wudi hurriedly tore off the clothes on his body, looked at his body carefully, and suddenly found that he had the same abnormality, with bloody lines crawling all over his body.

Especially on the chest, the unknown blood marks actually formed the appearance of three incense sticks, which is very strange.

However, he didn't feel any discomfort when such abnormalities occurred on his body, which made him very strange, why there was nothing wrong with the bloody lines on his body so strangely.

But what Nan Wudi didn't know was that behind him, there were several blood-colored lines, which were extending and climbing along the existing route, gradually converging together and gradually connecting.

"It's very strange that there is such an abnormality on your body, but nothing happened?" Seeing Nan Wudi's face, Lin Qian naturally knew what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile, "Erosion to your body, what's the matter?" It's going to take time, it's not done yet, and of course nothing will happen.<>"

"Time?" Nan Wudi suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Qian, as if he had understood.

"That's right, it just takes time, and anger can shorten the time." Lin Qian nodded, yawned and said to Nan Wudi in front of him, "If not, why do you think I'm bored, why are you talking so much?"

As Lin Qian's voice fell, the bloody lines on his back were finally connected together.

And the blood line formed by the bloody lines on Nan Wudi's chest suddenly burned at this moment, as if three incense sticks were burning on his chest.

"This thing is called Huaxia Burning Incense." Lin Qian said calmly when he saw Nan Wudi growling in pain.

At the same time, Zhang Juncheng also jumped into the attack. As the saying goes, if you are sick and kill you, when will you wait if you don't take action now?

The sword light was shining brightly, turning into thousands of brilliance and swaying away, forcing Nan Wudi to retreat.

At this moment, Nan Wudi can only concentrate his soul power outside his body and use his physical body to shake him hard.

The body of the Black-blooded race is powerful, and the body of the looted Black-horned King has also been tempered by him. The original powerful talent of the Black-horned race has disappeared.

After all, even though Nan Wudi captured the body of King Black Horn, he is not from the Black Horn tribe, and he does not have a matching soul at all. It is not because of his talent that he will not be able to use it.

Therefore, he can't use the talent of the black-horned race for soul power, only his strong body of the black-blooded race and the profound meaning of the black-blooded race.

When the three sticks of incense formed by blood-colored patterns on his chest were lit, the aura on his body also disappeared. The original overlord-level combat power plummeted to a hero-level combat power, and his aura was even weaker than that of Zhang Juncheng many.

"Continue to attack, don't worry about this guy. <>" Seeing that Zhang Juncheng held back Nan Wudi, Lin Qian continued to order the imperial army and the war beast army to continue to attack, and completely killed the other crazy five tribes.

Looking at Nan Wudi who was falling below, unwilling to roar, Lin Qian smiled.

He had already discovered the clues before, and Zhuge Ming also discovered that the beheaded Crazy Demon Five Clansmen would leave with blood.

Therefore, Gale and Yeying specifically mixed the array virus into their blood energy.

Apparently, all of these blood energy mixed with the formation virus was absorbed into Nan Wudi's body, and he used it as a source of strength for changing blood and soul.

It's just that Nan Wudi didn't expect that his behavior of murdering other living beings to benefit himself was ultimately a cocoon.

Not long after, Nan Wudi was captured alive by Zhang Juncheng, and his aura was gradually fading, and now he only had master-level fighting power.

"Violence can't solve everything." Lin Qian looked at Nan Wudi who was captured in front of him, and sneered, "Even I can solve you without doing anything."

Lin Qian stretched out his hand and patted Nan Wudi's face in front of him, shaking his head regretfully, "It's really a pity for the eight-thousand-year plan. Huh? If you don't pay attention, you're already weak to the sixth level of awakening?"

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