Worshipping gods is about obtaining various powers from the statues, thereby improving oneself. In this process, due to the different types of statues worshipped, different magical powers will be obtained when worshipping gods. Such as the appearance of the Blood and Flesh Temple, the Seven Absolute Palaces, these are what Ding Yi has encountered along the way. There are 108 temples in the world, that is to say, there are 108 different magical powers. At this moment, Ding Yi frowned and looked at the red fingerprint on Bai Wangyun's arm, and a finger was also attached to it. The next moment, a hot and violent breath instantly rushed from the fingerprint to Ding Yi's fingers. "Xiao Qi, are you crazy!?" Bai Wangyun was puzzled. He just wanted to break free from Ding Yi's arm, but found that he couldn't break free for a while. Instead, Ding Yi stood there, and the blood on his body became more and more vigorous, and finally floated out of his body, gradually forming a monkey shadow behind him. "Blood image?!" Bai Wangyun looked at the scene in front of him and shouted immediately.
Only the blood exchange master, when the blood in his body is strong enough to overflow the body surface, will condense various strange phenomena behind him. This is also one of the most prominent characteristics of the blood exchange master. Bai Wangyun didn't understand. Ding Yi was still a bone forging three months ago. How did he become a blood exchange master in an instant? Genius? Worship God? ? No, this pure blood and blood power is definitely a real blood exchange warrior. Bai Wangyun will never admit it wrong. "I never thought that I, Bai Wangyun, could receive a genius in this chaos..." Bai Wangyun stared blankly at the blood image behind Ding Yi, muttering. On the other side, Ding Yi had already circulated the blood in his body, concentrated his mind and accumulated strength, and felt the trace of burning power invading from his fingertips. As this strange breath invaded, Ding Yi immediately felt that his fingertips were burning as if they were placed on fire, and he actually felt a slight pain. At the same time, the flesh on the fingers began to crack and began to shrink slightly inward. "What kind of evil skill is this?" Ding Yi looked at his slightly red fingers and looked at Bai Wangyun and asked. "It's not a technique, but a unique poison of the Yin-Yang Palace." "You've only been infected with a trace of it, and you can still suppress it with your strength, but you have to hurry up, otherwise once it penetrates into your body, even gods can't save you." Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi's fingers and sighed. "Sure enough, when this worship of gods reaches a certain stage, the evil skills are getting stronger and stronger. No wonder martial artists can't stop it." Ding Yi listened to Bai Wangyun's words, then his eyes condensed, and he directly started to use the Dusha Jue. But the next moment, Ding Yi was a little surprised, but found that this trace of evil poison was not refined as he imagined, but still spread along his fingers into his body. Ding Yi immediately snorted coldly, and the strength in his body rushed to his fingers crazily, immediately wrapping the evil poison in it. This evil poison once again surprised Ding Yi. Although it showed a slight weakening trend under the influence of Gang Jin, the effect was not obvious.
It can be imagined that once the suppression of Gang Jin was stopped, this evil poison would come back and it would be very difficult to deal with. "It's so weird." Ding Yi finally knew how powerful this evil poison was. He thought about it for a while, and then changed his method. He controlled Changqing Zhenqi with Songhe Liufeng Sword Intention and rushed to the trace of evil poison in his fingertips again. This time, the evil poison disappeared completely as soon as it came into contact with Changqing Zhenqi, just like the white snow on a spring day. "Sure enough..." Ding Yi felt a little relieved. This Changqing Qi had rescued him from those strange states several times before. At that time, Ding Yi guessed that it might have a very obvious restraining effect on these worshippers. As he saw it, it was indeed the case. On the other side, Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi standing there motionless, and suddenly became a little anxious. He quickly took out a black token from his arms and put it on the table. "Xiao Qi! Since you know the Chaos God Sect, are you willing to join?!" "I am the Qingfeng Hall Master of the Baihe Branch of the Baihe County of the Chaos God Sect. As long as you are willing, the position of the Hall Master will be yours one day!" After saying that, Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi with expectation. "With your martial arts talent, you can get everything from skills, elixirs, monster flesh, and even women as long as you join the sect!" At this moment, Ding Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard Bai Wangyun's words, and did not reply. Seeing this, Bai Wangyun was a little anxious, and said: "Xiao Qi! Take the token and leave quickly! When you have time to think about it, when the Yin-Yang Palace comes, you and I, the master and disciple, will not be able to leave!" Until this moment, Ding Yi looked at the token on the table. "Master, do you know why you failed this time?" Ding Yi said as he slowly picked up the token. "???" Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi in surprise. "You are old, Master. You are afraid of them, so you lose." Ding Yi looked at Bai Wangyun and slowly exerted strength with one hand. Suddenly, he heard the black wood carved token make a "creaking" sound in his hand. After a while, Ding Yi loosened his palm and saw a bunch of black debris falling from his hand and drifting away with the breeze. "One can only hide in the dark in the organization, and the other only hopes to gamble with the organization with strategies. Master, why do you say I want to join?" Ding Yi looked at the stunned Bai Wangyun and suddenly smiled.
"Xiao Qi...you, what do you mean?" Bai Wangyun suddenly found that he had no idea what Ding Yi was thinking. "I have my own way, Master." Ding Yi said, and grabbed the red mark on Bai Wangyun's hand, and then the surging Gangjin rushed to his palm frantically, turning into a strong suction force, sucking the evil poison in Bai Wangyun's body into his body. "You are crazy!!" Bai Wangyun wanted to break free, but Ding Yi's brute force had already exceeded his expectations, and he was on the verge of exhaustion at this moment, so he could only sit there anxiously staring. Ding Yi stood in front of Bai Wangyun, his expression was neither sad nor happy. As soon as the surging evil poison entered his body, it was instantly consumed by the long-awaited Changqing true qi. In a short while, the evil poison in Bai Wangyun's body was completely cleaned up, and Ding Yi loosened his palm and took out a bottle of pills from his arms. "Master, you gave me a Qi and Blood Pill at the beginning. If I return you a bottle, you should leave quickly." Ding Yi put the porcelain bottle in Bai Wangyun's hand and said slowly. "Let's go together!" Bai Wangyun looked at Ding Yi and said hurriedly. "Master, you and I have different paths. You rely on others, but I rely on myself." "The weak worship gods, I worship myself!!! I will destroy all the gods in the world, not just the chaotic gods!!" Ding Yi laughed, then pressed Bai Wangyun's shoulders, and then threw him towards the roof, and then threw the porcelain bottle over. "I saw Senior Brother Nangong when I came here. He seemed to be in some trouble. Master, you should go and see him quickly!"