The sky was blue and white clouds were lingering, as if God had never sent a catastrophe just now.

When the thunder disappeared, the mountain-like golden claws instantly retracted and turned into a normal human hand. However, the skin of the palm was torn and bloody, and even the index finger was exposed with white bones.

The right arm connected to the palm was also bloody and miserable.

Qin Ziling lay on the ground, motionless, as if he was dead.

It's not that Qin Ziling didn't want to move, but this last blow not only exhausted almost all his physical strength and made him feel exhausted, but also the six golden elixirs that were forming in an orderly manner in his dantian, and the orderly flow in his meridians.

The magic power was forcibly interrupted and disrupted by the last thunderbolt. Now the magic power is everywhere, and Qin Ziling is suppressing it with a powerful soul.

This time is different from the previous one.

The previous time, the broken Fa Yuan Altar was the only way to become a golden elixir. It was just that Qin Ziling was broken too early. If it had been another person, it would have been a dead end. However, Qin Ziling had the bloodline magical power to fuse with the dragon claws and blocked the last thunderbolt.

survived.

But this time is different, he wants to condense the golden elixir.

Once the golden elixir he was forming was completely dispersed, the terrifying power of the half-golden elixir exploded in his body. Even if he went crazy, he might even be in danger of exploding to death.

"Haha!" Zhuang Yuanmo laughed loudly when he saw this, and raised his hand to grab Qin Ziling from the distance.
Chapter completed!