Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Ying nodded desperately, tears streaming down her face.

She lowered her noble head, servilely.

"Hehe, it turns out that you looked like this when you begged for help." Ling Luo shrugged and said, "But unfortunately, I heard that the chance of success in the art of blood refining to win the foundation is especially high for people with similar blood ties. Big. I managed to break through the void with great difficulty, and I must succeed in building a foundation. So sister, you can be generous once and let me refine you."

"What? You don't want to?"

"Ah, that's such a pity."

"You have to be willing if you don't want to, otherwise, sister, I won't be able to enter the foundation building stage."

"So, just be generous and let me refine it."

"Yeah, sister, you are so moved that you are crying. I understand, I understand, you will definitely fulfill me, just like I sacrificed my life to fulfill you back then."

Ling Luo stood up slowly.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes were cold.

Ling Ying's nearly collapsed face can no longer arouse her inner joy, so she needs to play in a different way.

Ling Luo raised her leg and kicked Ling Ying's limp body onto the only stone bed in the cave.

Then, she made a formula with both hands, and quickly formed a seal on her chest, urging the blood to refine the key points of the technique of seizing the foundation.

A dense flame-colored mist rolled out gradually from the weird seal on her chest, covering the body of Ling Ying who was lying flat, gathering more and more thickly.

Ling Luo's expression was extremely serious, and he concentrated on shooting out one flame after another.

The fire of the stars and the true fire of Samadhi are intertwined and flickering in the dense fog.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Two of the seven real fires in the heavenly world were roasting and licking Ling Ying's body.

But it was very strange that these flames did not burn her skin, let alone her texture.Instead, the blood in her veins was continuously forced out of the skin.

"burst!"

Ling Luo's thin lips moved slightly, typed out a few bright symbols, and pushed them into the thick fog of flames.

Ling Ying's eyes widened suddenly, and almost instantly, she felt all the blood vessels in her body burst open, and blood gushed out, overflowing the skin one after another.

Those blood essences, under the guidance of Ling Luo's blood refining technique, passed through the thick fog of flames, gathered in mid-air, and finally condensed into a ball of blood essence the size of a head.

Without the support of blood, Ling Ying's body shriveled quickly, and her face was full of pain and fear.

She is not dead yet.

She can't die!

She has never been in such pain!

She was like a dead corpse, lying on the cold stone bed, fierce flames devoured her, but refused to completely devour her.

Ling Luo's eyes turned cold.

The next step is to condense the ball of bone essence.

She made a tactic with both hands again, the runes in front of her became more dazzling, more blazing, and the flames also rose higher and higher.

"break!"

Accompanied by the crackling sound of broken bones, countless powders of bone essence floated out from Ling Ying's shriveled body.

Under Ling Luo's smooth traction, it condensed into a ball of bone essence the size of a fist.

"just kill me!"

"Ling Luo, give me a good time, kill me!"

Ling Ying's face and head were still intact, she begged hysterically, her crying sound was out of tune.

There was no trace of compassion on Ling Luo's face.

1000 years ago, she also begged Ling Ying on the stake. At that time, her body was burned into a skeleton, and her head was intact.