God Level Demon

A few hours later.

Xia Ping moved away from the scene of the incident and went to a deserted planet in the distance, hiding for a while, and he took out the grass from him.

Suddenly, this weed emits intense flame-based energy, as if the energy of a superstar were contained in it, creating incredible heat everywhere.

Had it not been for his hellish golden corpse, if it had been for others, he would have been burned to ashes by the heat emitted from the blessed grass.

This is like a mortal approaching the sun. It is nothing but self-destruction and smoke.

And the energy inside the molten grass is too much compared to a real star.

“Good stuff. ”

Every Hell of a golden oocyte in Xiaping was trembling, and between insinuations, it seemed that a divine bird was squirming.

His powerful and transcendent divine power naturally perceives the power of this blessed grass with its rich flame origins, and even a hint of divine law inside this sacred medicine is unpredictable.

If you continue to take this blessed grass, perhaps you can take the opportunity to realize a little divine power and greatly improve your cultivation. No wonder even ancient saints moved their hearts.

Eat!

Without saying anything, Xia Ping immediately swallowed up this blessing grass. He is not the kind of financial keeper. For this treasure, he must eat it first if he has to.

And this kind of sacred medicine is unique, only the blessed blood of the fire god can be cultivated, so this kind of sacred medicine is long gone.

Perhaps there is only one strain in the entire universe, and even in the eyes of the blue cows, it is impossible to cultivate blessed grass or even reproduce it.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

In an instant, the molten grass enters Xiaping's body Dantian Qi Hai, immediately burned by the solar furnace in the stomach of the body, quickly refining the impurities, simply leaving the purest energy.

Suddenly, the grass immediately melted in him, seemingly into a drop of concrete molten syrup, as if it were the blood of the fire god.

Between the obscurities, these red melts seem divine and unpredictable, while the enormous source flame energy erupts at this moment.

These red molten syrups flow all over his body, along his limb wreckage, countless blood vessels, into his blood, and all over his body.

“This!”

After Xiaping's eyes revealed an appalling glimmer of finesse and devoured the grass, he felt the bloodline of Hell in his body as if it was exploding.

One hundred million, two hundred million, one billion, ten billion, hundreds of billions of hell golden whale cells are all awake...

He perceived the depths of his body, as if a fire god was resurrected, and at birth, an unimaginable divine force was eroding every corner of his body and every drop of blood.

At this moment, his body was suddenly wrapped in flames, emitting an astonishing flame of 18,000 pores, as if thousands of light years in a circle had formed a flaming sea.

Luckily, Xiaping stayed in the mountain and sea scripture world, otherwise such a vision alone would be enough to attract the attention of countless living beings, so that he quickly came to find trouble.

“Is this blood erosion?! ”

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. He found that this blessed grass indeed contains the blessed blood of the Fire God. Although it is very small, it is indeed the blood of the Gods. It is extremely great, powerful, stubborn and weird.

Such blood is unimaginably aggressive and, if taken by ordinary people, is immediately transformed into a descendant with a blessed blood line, inheriting the power of the blessed fire and becoming a natural blessing.

This is naturally a great opportunity for ordinary people.

But such power is a great threat to Chapin, who has Hell's blood, because Hell's Golden Wood itself is my only, supreme demon of Hell.

This is the Lord of all demons.

How can it allow this fire god to bless his own land and even try to erode his own blood, which is simply an affront to the dignity of the demon god, intolerable and endless?

Ho!

At this moment, Helljinwu in Xiaping seemed to recover at this moment, sending a shocking roar, and a Helljinwu was slowly coming into being, giving off a fierce smell.

With a bang, this Hell's Golden Wolf was so powerful, that as soon as it appeared, it instantly swallowed up the blessed blood of the Fire God and swallowed the entire body.

Feeling this power, the Fire God blessed seemed to send a terrible scream, as if it were very unwilling, but it could not resist the fierce Hellgoose.

After all, Hell Jinwu, during the plethora period, was also a specialty of swallowing demons. District gods are nothing, swallowed a lot during the plethora period, let alone just a little blood.

The Fire God blesses the melt, but it is also irresistible.

Even if the blood of the Fire God is no longer willing, it can only disappear in darkness, and it knows that this is not the life of their time, far beyond imagination.

At the same time, the flames of Hell's Golden Wood on its body will all of a sudden devour the blood veins clean and burn all divinity and impurities clean, simply leaving behind the power of the most original flames.

…………

Another day passed.

Xiaping finally swallowed up the flame-borne energy of this blessed grass and blended it into his own body, adding 200 billion more Hellfish cells to his body.

So far, he has awakened 500 billion hell golden whale cells.

This also caused him to have more than two hundred bones all over his body, half of which had already been quenched into divine bones, with dense and numb dark golden inscriptions on them, emitting a hint of constant ancient chaos.

And part of the energy of these grasses is still not eaten up, hidden in the deepest part of his cell, waiting for him to digest and absorb.

If we wait for the energy of the molten grass to completely devour, then he will awaken Hell's golden whale cells, and I'm sure he will continue to surge.

And, of course, not only has the Hell's Golden Ox bloodline been elevated, but also thanks to the enormous amount of energy that blessed the grass, it has also given him a tremendous transition of power.

With just one day of kung fu, his powers were promoted to the peak of the early Middle Ages, just one step away, and he could be promoted to the middle of the Middle Ages.

If other second-hand saints see this scene, they have to be scared to death.

After all, after promotion to the ancient realm, the time to accumulate magic power is tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of millions of years of training, from the beginning of the ancient realm to the medium term, it is natural.

However, due to the relationship with the grass, it saved him a lot of effort and time to concentrate his powers and improved efficiency.