Doomsday: Infinite Legion System Start

This drop of blood is the blood of the Yan Angel drawn from Chen Ji's body!

"Master! This is the king-level blood of the Flame Angel Clan!"

Lucifer said in surprise.

"Ok!"

Guan Li nodded.

This small drop of blood contained terrifying energy.

"Lucifer! Here it is!"

Guan Li turned his head and looked at Lucifer.

"Master! This drop of blood is really a waste for me!"

Lucifer shook his head quickly.

"Well! How to say?"

Guan Li asked with some doubts.

"The king's blood of the Flame Angel Clan is very precious!"

"If you let the dragon absorb it, maybe you can master the power of the flame angel!"

Lucifer made an opinion.

He himself is a fallen angel.

Even if you absorb this drop of blood, you can only increase your strength a little.

"You also use it to make blood slaves! Recreate a flame angel king!"

"But such a flame angel king has a fatal weakness! That is the fear of the holy light!"

Lucifer made another opinion.

"Well! I see!"

Guan Li nodded.

"Longqi! This thing belongs to you!"

He gave the blood of the angel of fire to the dragon and swallowed it.

It is certainly good to create blood slaves.

But Lucifer also said that this would have a fatal flaw.

So he still chose Long Qi.

"Thank you master!"

The dragon released the devouring claws, allowing the blood to drip in.

Boom!

A surging force swept out from its body.

Long Qi's body was instantly ignited by flames.

A pair of fiery red wings spread out from behind it.

The armor covered with red flames condensed on the body surface.

Guan Li had seen this armor before, it was on Chen Ji's body.

As Lucifer said, the dragon has mastered the power of the flame angel.

Long Qi's strength soared directly to the silver level.

When it is about to break through the golden level, the energy of the blood disappears.

After all, it is taken from Chen Ji's body, and the energy it contains is limited.

It is not easy to break through the silver level.

The main purpose of fresh blood is to endow bloodlines with the ability.

[Name: Corpse King Longqi

Potential: Unknown

Strength: Silver Advanced

Abilities: Enlightenment, Super Healing Power, Perfect Fit, Devour, Wings of Demon Breaker, Claw of Tyrant, Transforming Bone Armor, Frost Ray, Silver Dragon Claw, Earth Spike, Infinite Regeneration, Blade Claw, Bone Blade Chain Tail, Earth thorn, water bomb

Bloodline: Flame Angel King!

Evaluation: A puppet transformed from a corpse king, with a perfect body and the possibility of infinite growth]

Guan Li swept across the dragon, and the system quickly gave a message.

He is very satisfied, Chen Ji Mie, who has been taken advantage of, has contributed a lot of strength.

"Bone! Fortunately, you kept vigil!"

Guan Li replaced all the guards around the castle with skeleton soldiers.

"Yes! Master rest at ease!"

Bone said.

Although it keeps vigil every day, it has no complaints.

Guan Li went back to the room and rinsed briefly.

He fell on the bed and fell asleep happily.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad!

Tonight's Chen family is completely fried.

So the servant is busy, only for one person.

Chen Ji!

In the luxurious dormitory, there are more than a dozen therapists standing.

"Everyone! How is it?"

Chen Lian walked into the bedroom anxiously.

Behind him, followed by a long-clothed man.

The man is very young, but the breath on his body is very terrifying!

Silver primary!

This kind of strength is considered one of the best in Yangcheng!

"Mr. Liuling! This way please!"

Chen Lian was very respectful.

He has brought back all the top therapists in Yangcheng.

But no one can heal Chen Ji's injury.

"Mr. Liu Ling!"

The therapists around the bed gave way one after another.

"Let's take a look! It's probably hopeless!"

All the therapists said in unison.

Chen Lian's face turned dark instantly.

"Cough cough!"

The therapists also reacted.

They coughed a few times to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Hurry up! Kill me quickly!"

"It hurts! I'm in so much pain!"

Chen Ji lay on the bed, screaming in pain.

He has a ferocious expression, a pale face, a stooped figure, and shrunken limbs, like a ghost in prison.

Secret numb wounds spread all over his body.

Especially the position of the heart, which is directly pierced by countless fine holes.

Chen Ji hasn't died yet, it's all because of the remaining Yan Angel blood in his body!

This small portion of Yan Angel Wang's blood held his last breath.

But this also made Chen Ji experience inhuman torture.

After all, those shocking wounds are real.

Although Chen Ji is not dead, he will feel pain.

"Hiss! Young Master Ling is hurt!"

Liu Ling frowned.

Logically speaking, with such an injury, Chen Ji should have died.

But he miraculously survived.

Fortunately, this is the end of the world, otherwise Chen Ji would definitely be sliced ​​and studied!

"Sir! Please save Ji'er!"

Chen Lian knelt on the ground.

At this time, he no longer has the slightest demeanor of a patriarch.

In the entire Yangcheng, only Liuling has the possibility of saving Chenji.

"Old Chen! Get up first!"

"I'll see the situation and do my best!"

Liu Ling helped Chen Lian up.

"Everyone, step back for now!"

he opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes!"

Many therapists nodded quickly.

"Holy Light heals!"

Liu Ling raised his hands, releasing a soft light.

A compassionate angel appeared in the dormitory.

The holy light brushed over Chen Ji's body.

The remaining traces of blood drinking were gradually evolved by the Holy Light.

Chen Ji's body riddled with holes also began to heal.

"Ji'er! You must hold on!"

Chen Lian clenched his fists tightly, his hatred for Guan Li had already penetrated into his bones.

"The glory of the temple!"

Dazzling light bloomed in Liu Ling's body.

The phantom of the resplendent palace appeared in the dormitory.

The vague figure of an angel kept singing.

With the emergence of the hall, the scars on Chen Ji's heart also began to slowly heal.

At this moment, Liu Ling's lips were pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

His body began to crumble a little.

This level of healing magic consumes a lot for him.

With Liu Ling's unremitting efforts, Chen Ji's wound has recovered to its original state.

But the blood that was shut away and taken away must not be restored.

puff!

Blood spewed out from Liu Ling's mouth.

The glorious palace behind him disappeared in an instant.

He crooked and fell to his knees directly on the ground.

"Mr. Liu Ling!"

Chen Lian hurried forward and helped him up.

"Master Chenji's injury, I have stabilized it!"

Liu Ling spoke.

"Thank you, sir! Your great kindness! The Chen family is willing to give everything in return!"

Chen Lian opened his mouth and said.

"No need! I am Bishop Guangming! He is an Angel of Flame!"

"There is a certain relationship between the two of us!"

Liu Ling waved his hand.

"But most of the blood in his body has been drained!"

"Even if you save your life, it will be difficult to return to the peak!"

"No need to send it away! Take care of Young Master Chen Ji!"

Liu Ling staggered and walked towards the door.

"Father! What now?"

"Ji'er's injury is so serious!"

"That damned guy, I'm going to tear him into pieces!"

Chen Xiao said viciously.

"He's a middle-level silver! Even with the entire Chen family, he may not be able to kill him!"

"Yangcheng! Can't wait!"

A flash of determination flashed in Chen Lian's eyes.