Chapter 73 Crazy Practice

Only then did Ye Lang fundamentally realize his arrogance. Since he got the Ruyi Dragon Ball, Ye Lang has indeed begun to be presumptuous and a little inclined not to pay attention to the world's heroes. However, since he learned that he was just a frog in the well, Ye Lang finally woke up.

He has new considerations for the future.

After Christina left, Ye Lang began to constantly condemn himself and began to review his shortcomings.

Finally, Ye Lang figured out what to do next and walked towards his residence.

Open the door, it's good. This is Ye Lang's first impression. The decoration inside is quite exquisite. There are decorations reflecting the blood culture everywhere in the room, and there are also a few bottles of red wine. Can the trial courtyard of the Dark Trial Academy have such a luxurious life? It seems that the Dark Association is not ordinary rich, but it is normal to think about it. The wealth accumulated by the Dark Society, which has been passed down for thousands of years, should be enough to make everyone crazy, right?

"Well." After passing through the living room and approaching the bedroom, Ye Lang suddenly became dull. He saw that the layout inside was understandable, but there was no most important thing in the bedroom, the bed!

Where the bed should have been placed, there was a coffin, a golden gorgeous coffin. Unexpectedly, when I came to the dark trial house, did I have to sleep in the coffin instead? Looking at a golden luxury coffin in the bedroom, Ye Lang said with slight resistance in his heart. Although the blood clans are sleeping in the coffin, Ye Lang still has a resistance. After all, Ye Lang's time to become a blood clan is too short. What's more, it's hard to say whether he is a pure blood clan. Ye Lang thought about the dragon in his complete state. In the form of a beast, I don't think I am still a pure blood clan. I must be a blood clan, but it is probably a different species.

"But where do you sleep if you don't sleep in the coffin?" Looking at the empty bedroom, there is no other place to sleep except the coffin. After all, Ye Lang is a professional person who buried bones. Although he is not * coffin, he will not like it very much.

"Forget it, just go to the countryside and follow the custom." In the end, Ye Lang, who couldn't think of any other way, had to say helplessly. Besides, no matter what, he would get used to sleeping in the coffin in the future, just a difference between morning and night.

Open the window and put in the moonlight of a window. Ye Lang did not open the lid of the coffin, but lay on the flat net coffin, and a pair of huge bat wings stretched out, with mysterious silver patterns scattered a little light in the moonlight.

In his heart, he meditated on the formula of the silver dragon's combat power formula. Under the increase of bat wings, the essence of the moon poured in. Under the moisture of the essence of the moon, Ye Lang was so comfortable that he almost called out. The cool power penetrated his skin, slowly melted into his blood, and stored it in his heart core, in pure Under the moisture of the essence of the moon, Ye Lang's skin seems to be getting more and more tender and whiter

Feeling his strength, the accumulation bit by bit, and the joy in Ye Lang's heart. Although the process is very slow and slow, he can clearly feel it. Undoubtedly, such a clear feeling of his growth is the most dynamic.

There are countless heroes in the world. Ye Lang, who put away his arrogance, must be extremely hard to practice, afraid that one day he will die on his pride.

After a long time, the moon disappeared. Pandora's cradle is basically in a state of eternal night, without day and night, but the moon is not there all the time, after the moon disappears.

The essence of the pure moon has slowly disappeared. Ye Lang slowly opened his eyes from his practice and felt that the power in his body had increased a little, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

Then, Ye Lang sat cross-legged on the coffin, and astringent spells sounded. Then, his right hand slowly raised it up. Finally, a light black flame appeared in Ye Lang's palm. Although it was only the size of a candle flame, the black flame was full of a frightening atmosphere. The fire that eats Yin is also called the underworld fire. It is strange and unpredictable. As long as it touches the human body, it will burn the soul. The soul is endless, the flames will not go out, and it is extremely poisonous. Well, that's good. Although the half-yin-eating fire in his hand is only the initial black and red, and even only half-hearted, Ye Lang has no doubt about its power at all. It is worthy of the Douglas family's family magic, and its power is really extraordinary.

Losing the Ruyi Dragon Ball is not completely beneficial. At this moment, the little silver dragon in the sea of spiritual knowledge will spit in the dragon ball and condense the body every day, and this condensed thing is the underworld fire. Ye Lang often takes advantage of the little silver dragon to steal a little underworld fire without paying attention. Although it is a little tragic, after the accumulation of this time, Ye Lang's underworld fire can finally be taken out to fight. Although there is only one blow, it is absolutely a good thing as a killer to save the enemy.

The astringent spell kept ringing in Ye Lang's mouth, and Zhang Xiaofeng, of course, practiced desperately for this unique trick that may be used to save his life in the future. With Ye Lang's continuous hard work, the light-sized flame seems to have a more and more fierce feeling, and the color of the flame seems to be getting deeper and deeper

In the practice, time passed quickly. Just as Ye Lang was still practicing his own underworld fire crazily, suddenly a knock on the door sounded, interrupting Ye Lang's practice.

"Hm?" Hearing the knock on the door, Ye Lang frowned gently, put away the half of the fire in his hand, and walked to the living room. When he opened the door, he saw an administrator standing outside, handed over a bottle and said, "This is your dinner. After eating, go to Duke Charlie. He has something to do with you."

"Ye, thank you." Hearing the administrator's words, Ye Lang nodded slightly, took the bottle he handed over, and said with a smile.

"Hm, it's time for me to inform other testers." Seeing Ye Lang's humble appearance, the administrator seemed to be satisfied and said with a rare smile, and then left.

"Hm?" Unscrewing the lid of the blood bottle, Ye Lang suddenly frowned gently, and then put his nose close to the blood bottle and smelled it. Sure enough, there seemed to be something special in the blood, but it seemed to be delicious.

Take out a gobstick and pour the blood inside into the cup. Looking at the red blood spinning in the glass, Ye Lang slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and gently took a sip. It tasted good.

As soon as the blood entered his stomach, Ye Lang's body suddenly shook, as if he had drunk a flame. Suddenly, his whole stomach was hot, just like eating a lot of pepper at the beginning, which made Ye Lang's stomach feel a hot pain.

"What's going on?" Feeling the abnormality of his stomach, Ye Lang was shocked. Did the people of the Dark Association want to harm themselves? Impossible, soon Ye Lang rejected this conjecture. At the same time, his power gushed out and rushed to the hot ground, where there was a fiery energy.

The burning heat in the stomach quickly calmed down with the moisture of his blood. Moreover, a trace of hot power appeared and slowly melted into his blood, as if he had washed a sauna, making Ye Lang almost call out comfortably. This fiery energy is different from the essence of the moon. The warmth after the heat makes people feel comfortable.

"What kind of blood is this?" Shaking the remaining blood in the goblet, Ye Lang said doubtfully. Then, bursts of blood energy filled his whole body and took a small sip again. Suddenly, there was another burst of burning heat. Then, the heat quickly disappeared under the decomposition of blood energy, leaving only a burst of warmth, which made people lazy and seemed to want to move. .

"This blood seems to be a huge energy." Looking at the remaining blood in the cup, Ye Lang muttered, and then suddenly poured all the blood into it. Suddenly, it was hot, as if his stomach was about to burn, and then the heat faded away.

After drinking all the blood, Ye Lang's body was full of sweat. He was lazy and didn't want to move at all. However, because of the first day, he still had many questions that needed to be answered for him. Ye Lang still resisted comfortable sleepiness. After taking a shower, he changed into a clean body. The clothes walked out of the door.

"I didn't expect you to come out so soon. I thought you would wait more." When he came to the agreed place, Charlie sat there quietly, slowly shaking the blood in the cup and saying to Ye Lang with a smile.

"Hm?" After taking a look around and making sure that Charlie was the only one, Ye Lang couldn't help asking doubtfully, "So? Hasn't Christina come yet?

"Yes, it must be because she tasted the Duke's blood for the first time. I hope she won't fall asleep like this. Otherwise, I will feel distressed because she skipped class on her first day of training." He gently squeezed the blood in the cup, Charlie smiled slightly, and an elegant breath came to his face.

"Duke's blood?" Hearing Charlie's words, Ye Lang obviously thought of the strange blood he had just drunk and couldn't help asking doubtfully, "Why do you help us like this? Is this cheating?

"Of course, it must be cheating, but what about cheating? The bloody test of the Dark Trial Academy is compared with a person's comprehensive quality, and this comprehensive quality can include practical combat effectiveness, external combat effectiveness, interpersonal relationships, conspiracy and tricks, etc. As long as you have the ability to get it, you can be rampant." Seeing Ye Lang's doubtful eyes, Charlie smiled and said, "This is the bloody trial. Do you think you are cheating? I'm afraid that all forces are doing this. This is the process of bloody trial. There are endless variables, and the future achievements of the strong who can survive in this situation are absolutely unlimited, so you understand.

After saying that, Charlie's expression paused slightly and then said, "This is my blood. You know, even my descendants can only use a drop, and your Duke of Murphy is viciously going to 200K. In order to pave the way for your growth, it can be regarded as cheating me. These old people."

How's it going? Does it taste good? After drinking, go and complete our task." What? Is it your blood? Are you also from the Douglas family? Hearing Charlie's words, Ye Lang was shocked and secretly said that the Douglas family's hand was really wide. The second referee was also a member of the Douglas family, and Ye Lang thought about it with his buttocks.

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