Chapter 617 Steady and spicy, all steady and spicy

Valley of Fallen Battles.

Hmm.

To be precise, it would be more appropriate to call this place the Battle Basin.

There is no such thing as a "valley" anymore.

Although Lu Wenwu tried his best to restrain his strength in the final blow after he had had a great time, he was unable to perfectly control the move after all, and the leakage of strength was quite serious.

The outward manifestation is that a large area of ​​this place was directly wiped off the map.

Except for a part that Lu Wenwu had deliberately spent some energy to preserve, the rest of the place could be described as a blank space.

Battle Basin, edge.

Maomao, who rarely showed his fighting form, slowly gathered his strength and dispersed the defensive magic. At the same time, he also changed from his majestic appearance to his usual puppy-like size.

But after only a second or two, Maomao seemed to realize that this state was not conducive to carrying out the task that Lu Wenwu had assigned to it.

After thinking for a moment, its body grew a little bigger again, returning to the size of a normal adult golden retriever.

Qinglin, who witnessed the whole process beside it, twitched his throat, drooled, and his eyes widened.

This is too awesome.

It seems so!

"What's wrong, Wang? Why are you looking at Maomao like that, Wang?" Maomao looked at it puzzled.

"I'm just a little shocked that my brother can change his size so easily. My huge size has already reached its limit and I can't shrink any further."

Qinglin shook his head, quickly threw out the messy things in his mind, and regained his rational state.

There was an indescribable envy in his voice.

"It's okay, woof. If you want to learn, Maomao can teach you. You'll follow your master and be your own wolves from now on, woof!" Maomao tilted his head, sticking out his tongue and laughing. "Becoming bigger or smaller is easy, woof. Your cultivation method is a bit crude, and you can't fully master your own cultivation. Once you have complete control, you can even become a human, woof! Do you want to try it?"

So. So gentle!

Nice sunshine!

It’s so warm!

Qinglin let out a hysterical roar in his heart.

How could such a human being who could be described as "cold-blooded", "brutal" and "crazy" have a follower with such a contrasting personality!

No one can resist a cute golden retriever, especially one that is very strong.

Neither can wolves.

"I still prefer the way I look now. Humans are bald, and I don't like it." Qinglin shook his head.

Since Lu Wenwu was not around at the moment, it became a little bolder.

If it were in front of Lu Wenwu, even if this was what was in its heart, it would not dare to say it directly for the sake of its own life.

Even if this is already an art that uses some language.

What Qinglin actually wanted to say was that humans, like hairless monkeys, are really ugly.

What it didn't expect was that Maomao nodded in agreement after hearing what it said.

"Maomao also thinks so, that's why Maomao has never transformed into a human form."

"ah?"

Qinglin was a little surprised.

Even you say this, is there really no problem?

Maomao continued, "But Master, apart from that, Wang. Master's strong physique and energy are still very attractive. And Master doesn't only have this human form. You should have felt that just now, right?"

Qing Lin was stunned, recalling the slight breath that had just erupted from the Valley of the Fallen, and looked astonished: "You mean..."

"Yes, my master is a human, but also a true dragon! He is the origin race of the bloodline in your body." Maomao smiled with some pride. "To borrow a phrase my master often says - the human body is amazing, isn't it!"

"ah!?"

Qinglin was really dumbfounded now, and even his speech became incoherent.

"You... you're saying that Fifth Brother isn't... isn't a half-blood like me? He's actually a dragon transformed into a human?"

"Not really. This is a little hard to explain," Maomao stuck out his tongue in a slightly distressed manner. "Master is a pure human, but also a pure true dragon. You can understand it as Master using some inexplicable means to transform his bloodline into the blood of a true dragon, and also transform his body into the body of a true dragon. So, he is both human and true dragon!"

“.”

Qinglin felt that his CPU was about to burn out.

Why can't it understand a single word Maomao says when they're put together?

After a little thought, it chose to give up trying to figure it out.

"Forget it, I just know that Fifth Brother is very powerful, the details are not important."

Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up.

Qinglin, who had a clear understanding of his own strength, quickly mastered Lu Wenwu's way of thinking without any guidance.

No matter the specific reason, it doesn't matter.

"Master often says so, wang. You have a bright future." Maomao nodded in approval again. "So, have you decided which bloodline you want to use to enhance your physical potential?"

"I"

Qinglin was a little hesitant.

Maomao actually asked it about this before the battle started.

Lu Wenwu's usual style is to eat the meat himself, and his subordinates must eat at the same table with him, and he will never treat them unfairly.

Otherwise, people will spend a lot of time with you and not get anything out of it. Not to mention whether they will curse you behind your back, even if you take them out to do things, you will seem to have no status.

Therefore, Qinglin’s strength must be improved.

Theoretically speaking, Qinglin's potential and talent are not bad.

There is no weak creature that can activate pure true dragon blood.

It has been stuck in a bottleneck for so many years, mainly because the ancient continent is too desolate and ancient, and the training methods of the ferocious beasts are too crude. If it wants to improve, it can only rely on talent or time without a fortuitous encounter.

Even if Lu Wenwu had not dropped from the sky, Qinglin would have been able to reach the Beast King realm by practicing for a few hundred years.

But that's too slow.

The potential gained from practicing this thing is worthless until it is converted into talent.

Qinglin wanted to improve his strength, so he took the traditional path of demon cultivation and gradually rebuilt his foundation to break through on his own. Although it was faster than relying solely on time, it was still too slow for Lu Wenwu.

He was in a hurry to send Qinglin out to do something, so he didn't have that much free time.

So if you want to improve quickly in a short period of time, there is only one way left - start with your bloodline.

Directly improve the bloodline level, and the cultivation level will immediately increase.

Lu Wenwu had already mastered the art of using blood to refine spiritual food that could enhance blood circulation when he was still a "mortal". It was not difficult at all.

It depends on Qinglin’s own choice.

Originally, it was more inclined towards Maomao.

It has been living among wolves for so many years, and it is also the wolf king who rules the wolf clan. Why does it mean that it is leaning towards the dragon?

But now, after witnessing Lu Wenwu easily kill seven beast kings in seconds and evaporate the War Valley and the races inside with one punch, its mind suddenly wavered.

At once.

There is a kind of beauty in numbers and a kind of charm in intensity.

It knew very well the strength of the True Dragon bloodline, which could even allow it to temporarily reach the Beast King realm.

If I continue to improve, I can’t imagine what level I can reach.

But Maomao is not weak either.

The pressure of its bloodline is also overwhelming for him, invaluable, and sensory wise it is no less than that of his fifth brother.

It's really hard to choose.

As if noticing its dilemma, Maomao warned, "Actually, Maomao doesn't recommend you choose the Master's bloodline. Although the improvement it brings is dramatic, the Master's bloodline contains a powerful demonic nature. With your willpower, Maomao doesn't think you can control it."

"Demon nature?" Qing Lin was stunned. "What is demon nature?"

"The devil is... Yeah, you can see for yourself! This is just the most insignificant part of it."

Maomao was halfway through his words when he suddenly flew into the air with it and pointed his claws at Lu Wenwu in the center of the Battle Basin.

At the same time, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he used his own power to open up a special vision for Qinglin.

The moment Qinglin followed Maomao's direction and looked over, it felt a murderous aura like a sea of ​​blood and corpses rushing towards it, and countless illusions seemed to appear before its eyes.

In a scarlet ocean composed entirely of blood, billions of resentful souls rise and fall, wailing all over the sky.

The devil-like man standing in the center had a grim smile on his face. With just a light breath, the overwhelming souls, bones and blood turned into a vortex and poured into his abdomen, and his breath surged.

as well as

Qinglin's eyes gradually turned red, his mind began to become confused, and magic patterns on his body began to slowly climb and light up unconsciously.

"Woof!"

Maomao's face was serious and his voice was thunderous, like a huge bell knocking on its heart, which immediately woke up Qinglin who was about to fall into the devil.

"Then what on earth is that!"

The little she-wolf, who had been so majestic just now, tried to curl up beside Maomao, holding her head and trembling.

Whenever Qinglin thought of Lu Wenwu's appearance just now, he couldn't control his fear and terror, as if it had penetrated deep into his bones.

The feeling of having both the body and the will being controlled by an inexplicable force that wants to destroy and devour everything is simply too terrible!

It's as if he has become a puppet dominated by killing!

The mere release of that overwhelming murderous intent is enough to overwhelm the mind of any normal creature.

How much killing must have been done to accumulate to this point!

"That's the demonic nature within the master! When he uses the Great Immortal Art of Devouring Gods to devour his slain opponent, a tiny bit of it leaks out, which can be captured by the spirit vision. It's only about one ten-thousandth of it."

Maomao explained seriously.

"The master's only bloodline inheritor, and also the master's eldest disciple, spent about ten years of effort to barely control Wang, even with the help of accelerated time, specialized will training, and the support of the world's will!"

"But you don't have to worry. The master usually keeps these things within his body. Without me opening your spiritual vision, you won't be able to see them, nor will you be affected by them, unless you also become the inheritor of the master's bloodline."

"So this is why I don't recommend you choose the master's bloodline! Without the favor of the world's will, it's almost impossible for you to master this powerful demonic nature. Even Brother Xiaobao is very wary of this!"

"Then I'll choose my brother's bloodline! Thanks for the reminder!"

After hearing the key point, Qinglin felt cold sweat on his tongue and could only swallow it down, as if he had been to the gates of hell.

Devour killed opponents

This really is a monster, right?

So the fifth brother is actually just a ferocious beast in human skin, right?

The Valley of the Dead has been turned into a Basin of Deadly Wars, and the creatures inside have turned into blood mist, but they still cannot escape the fate of being swallowed.

If you tell this to others, even the most dreamy beast wouldn’t believe it!

Maomao wagged his tail and said with a grin, "You're welcome, wang. As long as you follow the master, we'll be a family, wang! I'll give you a promotion when the master comes back."

"Before that, you must take good care of the small group of humans we rescued from the monkeys! They seem to be from those walled tribes you mentioned. The master will be very happy to hear this news."

"After the human tribes that Master has conquered are merged, if there are no other people with outstanding abilities, I will probably hand them over to you to manage. Master doesn't like to deal with these things himself."

"Besides that, there may be new races merging in later. You must be prepared and manage the conflicts and cooperation between the races."

"Yes! I will do my best!" Qing Lin immediately stated, "I will order the beast kings to take turns looking after the humans we just rescued. I've already given them plenty of food and fresh water."

Maomao nodded and continued, "Also remember to prepare a place for them to rest and animal skins to keep them warm. Humans are mostly very fragile creatures and don't have the physiques we have."

"I was indeed negligent, but brother is so thoughtful!" Qinglin's expression changed and he immediately praised.

At the same time, it also asked tentatively: "Brother just mentioned your eldest brother, I wonder who this is."

"Brother Xiaobao, it."

Maomao's expression became visibly timid, and his face was full of lingering fear.

After considering the words for a long time, it finally said the second half of the sentence.

"Brother Xiaobao, it's a cat, but a very powerful cat. It can turn into a giant white tiger. If you get serious, I can't even withstand one paw."

"But Big Brother is usually...really good at conserving his energy. He spends most of his time sleeping or eating the dried fish and other delicacies the Master makes. He doesn't usually bother with anything else."

"Even a man as powerful as Brother Maomao can't withstand a single blow!"

Qinglin didn't understand, but was shocked.

The little bit of power that Maomao has shown now is enough to surpass most of the Beast Kings he has seen!

It is probably difficult for any race living on the ancient continent to understand how a cat, a dog, and a human can live together.

Qing Lin looked around, hunched his neck, and asked in a low voice, "So, who is stronger, Big Brother Xiaobao or Big Brother Five? If they both give orders at the same time, who should I listen to?"

"Big Brother won't take care of such things, Wang. Just don't disturb its sleep, Wang!" Maomao shook his head. "If this situation really happens, the master will probably listen to Big Brother. The master trusts Big Brother very much, so you should listen to Big Brother too."

"Uh, so, Big Brother Xiaobao is even more powerful than Big Brother Five?"

Qinglin suddenly realized that he seemed to have found a very powerful supporter.

Not only is it ridiculously thick, there is even a second one that is even thicker.

Maomao hesitated for a moment and then said, "Maomao doesn't know who is more powerful, Big Brother or Master. Anyway, when Master does something wrong or says something wrong, Big Brother will chase and beat him. Master once provoked Big Brother, and then he beat him up for several months in a row."

Qinglin: “!!!”

Steady and spicy!

All are spicy!!!

(End of this chapter)