God Level Demon

Hours later, the supership finally arrived at Yanhuang University.

Xiaping also returned safely to his villa. He immediately went into the quiet room of the villa and began the closed practice. He intends to blend into Hell's Golden Wood bloodline.

There was no such condition in the Cloud Mist Mountains before, but it was safe to go back to Yanhuang University and not be disturbed by anyone.

“System, now blend right into the bloodline of Hell.” Sitting on his knees, Xiaping immediately said, he was eager to see how powerful he was going to become when he blended into Hell's Golden Wood.

“Host, blended into Hell's Golden Ox bloodline, has a 70% chance of dying.” System lane.

What?!

The corner of Xiaping's mouth smoked: “70% chance of death? System, are you out of your mind? That's not what you said before. ”

“That was not asked in detail by the host, so I didn't say much. ”

"After all, this is the blood of the beast. In order to be completely integrated into the host's body, great pain and mental suffering must be experienced. The vast majority of humans cannot bear it. ”

“With just a few breaths, even your soul will collapse. ”

Xia Ping's face was silent: “Am I going to take a 70% chance of dying to accept this bloodline fusion? ”

“No, no, no, no. ”

“That means there's a 70% chance of death under normal circumstances, but if the host spends five million in hate, the risk can be minimized," the system said. ”

“With the help of system energy, all host body adverse reactions can be ruled out. ”

Xia Ping understood, the system clearly means to die for money, but he has only just earned millions of hatred value for a short time. Now he spends it all at once, and instantly becomes poor again. This feeling is too boring.

But if you want him to give up, that's impossible. After all, this Hell's Golden Wood bloodline can't be bought with five million hatred values in the district. It's not even estimated how many million dollars it would take to buy it.

And it blends the Golden Ox bloodline of Hell, and it increases his qualifications, and his potential, and he doesn't know how many times more advanced than treasures like water of life.

With a very high starting point, then he became a king and strong, and it was also a matter of water to the tunnel. I don't know how many less turns he would take, which is an infinite benefit.

“Well, spend five million on hatred.” Xiaping sank his voice.

“Good host, just a moment, the bloodline of Hell is about to merge with the host," the system said. ”

Boom ~ ~

In an instant, a watermelon-sized, golden blood immediately appeared in the void, and it was like a round of sunshine.

Xia Ping can sense this blood, emitting noble, ancient, chaotic, famous and so on, the supremacy, is the existence of above all creatures.

Even his spiritual infiltration revealed that there were not many cells in the bloodstream, estimated to have reached billions of levels, which could not be calculated at all.

Each cell in it, as if it were a huge universe, with countless stars running inside, a circle of sun at its core, emitting the light of ancient times, illuminating all the ancient times.

Between the vagues, he seemed to see a hell of a golden eagle lying in the middle of the universe, with its wings open, covering a star, with its eyes like the black hole that existed in ancient times.

Its feathers are black, a darkness that cannot be described in words, not even the most wicked dirt in the world, not even the most terrible curse, not even the darkness from the infinite abyss.

That's the ultimate dark force.

A piece of feather is made up of energy, falling into the void, burning black flames, falling, a planet instantly turning to ash, even corrosing black holes.

A scream will blow up thousands of planets.

Just deep down in space, it can become an ancient being, with black light holes that penetrate every corner of the universe and penetrate the nine ghosts of hell.

Under the power of such a great shore, Xiaping felt his tiny, the highest life in the universe, even the legendary demon.

“It's amazing.” Xiaping's body was trembling, compared to such a great existence, before that any king strong, any swallowing demon prince was just an ant.

No wonder it illuminates Hell's Nine Ghosts, becomes Hell's Sun, is like the Lord of God, has such great power, who can resist it.

Hooray ~ ~ ~

At this moment, the blood immediately blended into Xiaping's body, and the hundreds of millions of Hell's Golden Wood cells in the blood blended into every cell in Xiaping.

No, it's not fusion, it's phagocytosis, and the cells of these hell golden woods are so noble, how could they be fused to human cells, and they seem to want to replace every cell on Xiaping's body in madness.

Even this group of blood appeared a god of Hell Jinwu, which went deep into Xiaping's brain and made a cry to swallow up Xiaping's soul, wanting to rebuild the fire again.

Compared to the highest life in the universe, the human vein is too fragile.

“Shit.” Xia Ping's eyes revealed a hint of cold, he felt his situation was precarious, but for no reason, he was not at all scared, but rather very relieved.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

At this moment, deep in Xiaping's soul, a mysterious force emerged and a mysterious chain broke out of the void, like a chain of order.

Seeing these chains emerge, Hell's Golden Wood immediately startled, and deep in his pupils, he tried to escape, but it was too late to escape.

“Ah!”

Immediately, the gods of Hell King Woo immediately screamed, the void shook, its body was pierced by a chain hole, and countless ancient mysterious inscriptions emerged, forming a terrible sealing power.

Even every Hell's Golden Wood cell in the body is pierced by a mysterious chain hole, like a seal, trapped deep into the core of every cell in Xiaping.

Hell Jinwu madly howled, tried to struggle, but it didn't work, as if the grand monkey was suppressed by the Buddha. Faced with this power, it couldn't resist, honestly suppressed.

“Hmm?”

With this power, Sharpington senses that this power to destroy his soul has disappeared, and even these bloodlines of Hell are rapidly integrated into the core of his cell.

At the same time, the power of the pure sun is immortal, a warm ocean, instantly spreading the wreckage of limbs, every corner can be perceived clearly, immensely fine.

Even his soul seemed to resonate with the gods of Hell's Golden Wood, and strange fluctuations emerged in the void, a tiny bit of golden energy dissipated, and his soul was enlarged.

Suddenly, Xiaping lay on the floor and began to fall asleep, surrounding his body with black energy, like silk, fluctuating as he breathed.