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Chapter 16 The Fusion of Blood and Soul

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    The dance of demons performed by Qin Mo was not a bluff.

    He sent these demons out to devour the demonic energy to strengthen their souls, and then took them back one by one to absorb their power.

    And his other secret recipe is also working quickly.

    Blood and soul merge into soul!

    He put all the power he had absorbed into the fingertips of his left finger.

    He is refining soul blood.

    Soon, Three Thousand Soul Evil became a little unbearable.

    Although they are risking their lives to devour the demonic energy, it still takes a while to digest it if they want to make the evil soul strong.

    Qin Mo didn't care about their life or death at all. It wasn't because he was cruel. The skill of Blood Red Melting Soul consumes a lot of mana. If he couldn't condense the soul blood as soon as possible, everything would be in vain.

    But his behavior looks very different to outsiders.

    In the eyes of others, Qin Mo's evil spirit is extremely ferocious, almost to the point of madness.

    Some of them were even driven by Qin Mo and started to kill each other.

    If such evil souls were released, one would be as good as ten, like wolves and tigers.

    He is truly worthy of being the chosen one.

    He is so cruel to his own evil soul, which shows that he has deep demonic nature.

    There are still people saying that there is a problem with the identity of the Holy Son?  Whoever said this must have no brains.

    How many people can do this, raising evil spirits like poison, letting them adopt the rules of survival of the fittest and devour each other?

    But Qin Mo really did just that.

    The reason is speechless. It has many swords. Even if they devour each other and break them in half, he will still have at least 1,500 swords left.

    ¡°Each one of these is a magic sword that those demon cultivators who sacrifice their minds dream of. Many people spend their entire lives to deserve to have this magic sword.  But what Qin Mo lacks most is these.

    A quarter of an hour later, Qin Mo withdrew the Thousand Soul Demon-Slaying Sword.

    The hole above is still clearly visible.

    The soul blood has been refined and is just waiting for the final test.

    Qin Mo smiled slightly, walked a few steps in the air, and walked to the center of the magma pool.

    He gently raised his left hand, stretched out his index finger, and used his magic power to force out a drop of soul blood the size of a soybean grain.

    The movements are natural and natural, looking extremely relaxed.

    This drop of blood fell freely and was quickly submerged into the rolling magma without causing any waves.

    Then, Qin Mo put his hands behind his back and watched quietly.

    Everyone cheered and gathered around, including the sect leader and the seven supreme elders.

    To be honest, they have never seen it before. It was all a thousand years ago, and only the previous generations of sect leaders were lucky enough to see it.

    No one knows what the consequences will be if this drop of Qin Mo's blood falls.

    Even the Saint is a little nervous, and now she is beginning to doubt her own judgment.

    Could it be that you really made a mistake?

    Impossible!  His bones are obviously so bad, how could he be the true Holy Son?

    However, a miracle happened.

    Not long after Qin Mo¡¯s drop of blood fell into the magma pool, the magma in the magma pool immediately surged and automatically rotated, forming a huge whirlpool.

    This vortex is rotating faster and faster, and the middle part is gradually concave.

    But that's not all.

    The color of this magma pool is also changing.

    Magma is originally bright red, and some darker places will appear orange or deep red.

    But now it has turned purple.

    A kind of charming purple.

    With some charm, danger, even weirdness and horror.

    The temperature of the entire space is also gradually decreasing.

    But the magma is clearly still flowing and has not cooled down. Why does it feel like the temperature is gradually decreasing?

    Suddenly, the entire volcano suddenly trembled.

    Immediately afterwards, countless purple-black smoke poured out from the bottom of the magma pool, and there were occasional bright lights in the smoke.

    "Magic crystal! It's a magic crystal! The devil has blessed me!"

    Someone shouted, and everyone immediately rushed out like those aunts who were about to snap up during a supermarket sale.

    They don¡¯t even care about whether they are the Holy Son or not.

    The magic crystal you get is the real benefit.

    You must know that magic crystals are extremely rare. Even if it is said that the Evil Dragon Cult has a very large magic crystal mine, their annual output will not exceed 100,000 pieces.

    But now, just this spurt of demonic energy contains tens of thousands of magic crystals.

      "Grab it quickly! Collect them all and distribute them uniformly. No one is allowed to hide them privately!"

    Luo Motian is no longer calm. If he gets these tens of thousands of magic crystals, it will be enough for the entire sect to eat and drink for several years.

    He was extremely excited, but due to his status, he was too embarrassed to do it himself.

    He didn¡¯t make a move, and the Dharma protectors around him didn¡¯t dare to move either.  They are equivalent to the sect master's personal bodyguards, and they dare not leave easily without orders.

    The same is true for other Supreme Elders and the Four Great Dharma Kings.  Their status is very high, and even if they want to go again, they have to take their own face into consideration.

    An Ling Feifei didn't care about this, she flew over directly.

    But she didn¡¯t care about the magic crystal. She picked up a few pieces in the air and flew towards Qin Mo.

    Now that there is such a strong demonic energy blocking it, no one knows what is going on inside.

    What is Qin Mo's situation? Has he obtained the Holy Demon Order?

    When she was about to approach the center, she was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

    She waved her sleeves to push away the magic mist, looked inside again, and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

    She quickly covered her mouth and backed away slowly, not daring to make any sound.

    At this time, Qin Mo was no longer in the air.  He was grabbed by a huge claw and was being slowly pulled toward the bottom of the magma pool.

    An Lingfeifei looked pale and was about to go back to report.  Suddenly, a big hand supported her lower back. She was startled and quickly turned around, only to see the sect leader already standing beside her.

    "Sect Master?"

    "Shhh don't make a sound! Xiaorou always thought she was beautiful, and you acting too scared will make her unhappy."

    "XiaoRou?" An Lingfeifei couldn't help coughing twice.

    Luo Motian explained: "It is said that she was indeed a great beauty three thousand years ago, until the first generation of the Holy Son died in battle. In order to take revenge, she was desperate for power, so she dug out her heart and sacrificed it to the devil. From then on, she became a troll. The ancestor remembered her for her loyalty.  , and ordered her to be responsible for guarding the Holy Mountain. Therefore, whether Qin Mo can obtain the Holy Demon Order depends entirely on her mood, and we can't help."

    An Ling Feifei was speechless. It turned out that they had known what was inside.

    Looking at the elders, it was obvious that they were also informed.

    On the contrary, it is really ironic that the saint, who is more than ten thousand people below me, has no idea.

    She looked down again. The black mist was shrouded below, making it impossible to see what was happening below.

    She couldn¡¯t help but worry a little, maybe that guy had been eaten.

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    Qin Mo was caught at the bottom of the magma lake and thought he was going to die.

    Either they were eaten or melted away by the hot magma.

    But what I never expected was that when I came down, I didn¡¯t even see a human figure. I only saw an eye several feet in size in the thick black fog. This eye had two huge pupils, one red and one red.  Blue, looks extremely weird.

    This eye kept staring at Qin Mo without saying a word, and just kept looking at it.

    Qin Mo didn't dare to speak out, wanting to wait for the other party to speak first.

    After a long time, a gloomy voice came out of the black mist. It was hoarse, sinister, and some of the tones were sharper.

    Hearing this kind of sound, one can only imagine those terrifying entities with pale faces, disheveled hair, wearing white clothes, and no shadows at their feet.

    "Guess, am I beautiful?"

    Qin Mo's heart was shaken and he broke into a cold sweat.

    "The monster has to kill me. This is a calamity."

    Qin Mo was panicking in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be calm and said:

    "There are no unbeautiful women in the world, only women who don't know how to dress up. But your beauty does not belong to me, it should belong to a god-like man."

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????: A weird laugh came out from the black mist, which made Qin Mo¡¯s eardrums almost burst.

    After a long time, she asked another question, "The blood soul power you gave me is very high, but the blood soul power in you is quite low. Give me a suitable reason, otherwise, you will become my food."

    Qin Mo bowed respectfully and said with a smile: "I sacrifice my blood to the devil, of course I have to use the best blood. What's wrong with processing it to make it taste better?"

    "Well, you can speak. So, the last question, will you betray the devil?"

    This question seems to be easy to answer. Most people will choose not to betray. In the Demon Sect, the Demon God is the sky. How dare you betray the Demon God?  That is definitely seeking death.

    But Qin Mo then thought about it, are the Demon God and the Demon Sect really the same thing?  They sacrificed to the demon god, just to get benefits from the demon god and exchange benefits with each other, but it was not a real superior-subordinate relationship.

    Judging from the fact that the demon god came to the world, he was about to be sent away to temporarily avoid the edge.  There is absolutely no way for me to deal with the Demon God. If I say that I am loyal to the Demon God, then what do I think of the Demon Sect?

    Thinking about it this way, the answer is not difficult to guess.

    Qin Mo said loudly: "Qin Mo will only be loyal to the Demon Sect in this life."

    There was another burst of weird laughter in the black mist.

    "Congratulations, youpassed." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?It's just an exchange of mutual benefits, not a real superior-subordinate relationship.

    Judging from the fact that the demon god came to the world, he was about to be sent away to temporarily avoid the edge.  There is absolutely no way for me to deal with the Demon God. If I say that I am loyal to the Demon God, then what do I think of the Demon Sect?

    Thinking about it this way, the answer is not difficult to guess.

    Qin Mo said loudly: "Qin Mo will only be loyal to the Demon Sect in this life."

    There was another burst of weird laughter in the black mist.

    "Congratulations, youpassed." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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