The sky has begun to brighten, and in the blood-stained Chu Daocheng, wisps of black smoke with a burnt smell suddenly come out from time to time, flying into the blue sky and then disappearing into nothingness.

The blood finally began to cool down. Wu Zui, who was killing everyone, came to Deng Lin. After raising his hoof and hissing, he knelt down on his front legs and respectfully waited for his master to control him.

Holding Long Jingqiao's slender waist tightly and refusing to let go, Deng Lin jumped onto Wu Zui. Deng Lin's body was still shining with a heart-stopping blood-red light, and he shouted coldly, "Kill!".

As if they had heard the imperial edict, the disciples of the Long family rushed towards the disoriented Suo family army with shouts. When the sun rose to the middle, Chudao City, which used to be bustling with people, looked like a dead city.

It was generally silent. Wu Zui looked coldly at Chu Daocheng, which had become a purgatory on earth. The sound of hoofbeats passed by, and everyone fell to their knees involuntarily.

Wu Zhui stepped on the wind and came outside the city where the Chu Dao King's army was stationed. Although the entire Chu Dao King's army was heavily guarded, there was no sign of mobilizing troops. Deng Lin frowned: Maybe I am overthinking, Chu Tianshu gathered

The Chu Dao King's army may have just wanted to protect themselves and prevent rebellion in the city.

After jumping off Wu Zui and gently stroking Long Jingqiao's hair, Deng Lin handed Long Jingqiao to Long Batian, turned around and returned to the alchemy room, "I'll take care of the aftermath, Master Long!",

Deng Lin said as he walked.

Long Batian nodded. He didn't know why Deng Lin turned into a hellish Rakshasa that everyone feared. However, Long Batian, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, knew that what Deng Lin needed most at this time was to be alone.

He stayed quietly, because no one could remain calm and unmoved after carrying out a bloody killing. At this time, Deng Lin was enduring what he was feeling, and no one could help him.

In the secluded secret room of the alchemy room, Deng Lin slowly closed his eyes. The killings last night were vaguely in front of his eyes. His blood was burning, and the murderous intent was so intense that he couldn't help but shudder. The ghosts of injustice seemed to be appearing in front of Deng Lin's eyes.

He neighed and screamed, his hands couldn't help but clasped together tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

Deng Lin didn't know how many people fell in front of him that night, but the fear and desire for life in everyone's eyes before death were deeply imprinted in Deng Lin's mind, lingering and lingering.

In the heart.

The Rakshasa bloodline is indeed so powerful that no one can resist the yearning for supreme power and the desire to kill. No wonder the Xuanyuan Temple and the Yue Goddess Temple joined forces to destroy the Rakshasa clan.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the bracelet, and said in his heart, "Thanks to you, otherwise I might fall into a place of eternal doom." Suddenly, a majestic voice came, "How can the blood of the Soul Clan be endured by mortals?

Consider yourself!".

Deng Lin was suddenly shocked and said, "Who!", the majestic voice continued, "I am me, you are you, what's the difference between you and me!" After Deng Lin was silent for a while, he couldn't help but smile knowingly, his voice

Naturally, it comes from the bracelet transformed from the dragon egg that I regard as a close friend.

Suddenly, the bracelet broke away from Deng Lin's wrist and turned into bright ice crystals again, with colorful rays of light like a dream.

"Thank you for your help." Deng Lin said in his heart. As for the dragon egg, Deng Lin didn't know what to call it for a while, so he could only vaguely omit it.

After Long Dan snorted coldly, he didn't bother to explain anything. Deng Lin knew in his heart that Long Dan was no different from what he thought. In Long Dan's heart, he also regarded Deng Lin as a close friend. He had been alone for more than a thousand years.

In Longtan, when they suddenly meet someone who is willing to endure loneliness like themselves, but who is still aloof and unruly, they naturally feel sympathy for each other in their hearts. But for Deng Lin and Long Dan, the emotion is really something they can only do.

The understanding cannot be expressed in words, or it can be said that silence is better than sound.

Deng Lin frowned and thought to himself, "Is the soul clan bloodline the Rakshasa bloodline that I swallowed? Where did this bloodline come from?".

After a while, Long Dan's arrogant voice came, "I've never heard of what Rakshasa blood is, but what you took is undoubtedly the blood of the soul clan." After a pause, Long Dan continued, "The blood of the divine soul.

It is the innate magical power of the soul clan. The pure blood of the soul clan contains supreme divine power. Once the blood of the soul is burned, it will burst out with divine power, so the blood of the soul is the best choice for building divine weapons."

Deng Lin couldn't help but be confused in his heart, "Why did I lose my mind after swallowing the soul clan bloodline, and all I could see was killing."

Dragon Egg snorted, "If everyone could control the blood of the divine soul, the soul clan would have been extinct long ago. Only the pure soul clan bloodline can control the blood of the divine soul. Those with impure bloodline will only become nothing if they activate the blood of the divine soul."

An emotionless killer. Therefore, for a long time, for the sake of pure divine soul blood, the Soul Clan has strictly prohibited intermarriage with outsiders. However, this has also caused the Soul Clan to become worse from generation to generation, and its talents have gradually withered."

After thinking for a while, Long Dan said, "What you call Rakshasa blood is naturally not pure divine soul bloodline. As for why the divine soul bloodline will be passed down to the next life, I don't know."

Deng Lin nodded thoughtfully, thinking to himself, "The blood of the soul is so overbearing that I can't control it. If it burns up in the future, wouldn't I become a murderous demon?"

As if knowing Deng Lin's thoughts, Long Dan said coldly, "The divine soul blood cannot boil and burn at will. A pure inheritor of the soul clan can only use the divine soul blood three times in his life."

After a pause, Long Dan continued, "The divine soul bloodline you took is not a pure soul bloodline, and after such a long period of boiling and killing this time, most of the supreme divine power contained in the bloodline has been consumed. Next time,

Even if the soul blood boils again, with your ability, you should be able to control it."

Deng Lin couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief after hearing this. The situation of transforming into a Rakshasa was really terrifying. After experiencing it once, he would never have the courage to experience it a second time.

Shaking away the demon in his heart, Deng Lin suddenly asked, "Why have you suddenly become silent since that time when you exported the ice peak chill?".

Dragon Egg was silent for a while and then hummed, "Good intentions are not rewarded!".

Deng Lin couldn't help but laugh. Dragon Dan's original intention was to help Deng Lin, but he didn't expect that the flattery would hit the horse's hooves. With Dragon Dan's arrogance, he naturally felt unhappy, so he simply pretended to be dead, pretending that he couldn't see anything.

They couldn't hear it, and another reason was that Huizhu was now firmly occupying the center. Huizhu could be said to be the natural nemesis of the dragon egg, so it was not surprising that the natural dragon egg pretended to be indifferent.

However, Deng Lin refused to open any pot and asked, "Do you know the origin of Huizhu?".
Chapter completed!