C31 Domineering Qi Draconic Transformation

For the past three days, Han Bing continued to hunt demon beasts on the third floor. However, she didn't kill another demon beast that had the same powerful bloodline as the King's Cry, nor did she reach the eighth level of the Refinement Realm.

Right now, Han Bing needed to go through a sprint to refine the sprint brought by a high-grade Bloodline Beast or powerful Demonic Beast. Only by doing this would she be able to reach the eighth level of the Refinement Realm.

Han Bing had just killed a body refining eighth grade Demon Beast, Desert Flying Fox, but still hadn't taken out the beast core when he felt that the scenery in front of him blurred. If he guessed correctly, it was time again. Han Bing sometimes wondered if the old man outside was staring at him, pulling him out every time he killed a demon beast without refining it or taking out a beast core.

"Time is up." The old man said calmly.

"Here, can you let me in again?" Han Bing spoke without any emotion, and was even calmer than the old man. As he spoke, he passed over the beast cores he had obtained from the Demon Hunt Squad.

"You want to go in that much?" Hearing Han Bing's words, the old man couldn't help but look up and say. He thought that Han Bing came here to exchange the demonic cores for contribution points, but now Han Bing was giving the demonic cores to the old man to exchange for an opportunity to enter again. Could it be that he wants to catch some big fish and get more beast cores? " The old man muttered to himself.

"Can I, if not, I'll go back to the clan right now and exchange it for contribution points before coming back." Han Bing said.

"There's no need. Go in. These will be enough for you to stay on the third floor for a month." As the old man said this, he waved his sleeve and Han Bing returned. But this time, the place they entered was indeed green and fertile, with a few camels drinking water by a lake. It was very peaceful.

"Where is it this time?" Third floor? How can it not be the desert? " Han Bing couldn't help but feel puzzled, until she saw the camels drinking water by the lake, only then did she realize, "This was originally the desert's green state."

No matter who arrived here, they would feel peaceful and beautiful, as if they had found a pure land in the mortal world. To quell that zeal for fame and profit; to make the things of the past linger. This could be the old man deliberately putting Han Bing here to calm Han Bing's manic heart.

The camels here were also demonic beasts, but when they saw that Han Bing didn't attack them, they didn't run away. They were gentle and wouldn't take the initiative to attack others. Some of them even walked up to Han Bing and licked her face with their hot and wet tongue.

In the eyes of others, this moment seemed so warm and peaceful. But Han Bing didn't feel the same way. When he saw himself falling, he was naturally excited. It wasn't a calm excitement, but that he knew that such a huge race would definitely have a leader. The leader's strength was definitely a 9th layer Refinement Stage demon beast, so as long as he could kill it and refine it, he would be able to break through to the 8th layer of the Body Refinement Realm.

Very soon, Han Bing saw an especially tall one among the group of camel demon beasts. With one glance, he could tell it was the leader of this group of demon beasts. At this moment, it was playing with a few smaller demon beasts in the lake. If it was before, Han Bing would definitely not destroy this beautiful thing and would even protect it. Han Bing's eyes were scarlet as his killing intent was exposed. Silver white dragon scales gradually appeared on his arm. The originally domineering and pure dragon scales actually emitted waves of demonic aura as they surrounded them.

"Shua!" Han Bing moved, and the nine palaces' series of steps was rapidly activated. A shadow quickly flew towards the leader of the camel demon beasts in the lake, and when the two cold lights appeared, without any warning, the leader fell into the lake, dyeing the surrounding water blood-red.

After putting away the two treasured swords, Han Bing began to drink the blood of the dead Demonic Beast. No one taught Han Bing any refining methods, so he could only use this method to absorb the essence in the blood. The circulation speed of the Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art gradually increased and instantly reached a critical point. It was the critical point between the seventh level of the Refinement Realm and the eighth level of the Refinement Realm. At this moment, Han Bing had already waited for a long time.

The silhouette of a majestic divine dragon gradually appeared above his body. The roar of the dragon shook the demonic beasts in the surroundings. The divine dragon simulacrum circled above Han Bing's head for a few weeks before suddenly diving down, disappearing into Han Bing's body.

After fusing with the Divine Dragon, Han Bing's aura suddenly became several times stronger. At this moment, Han Bing felt that his body and bloodline were going through a transformation. After a baptism, the blood in his body seemed to boil, his bones crackled, and his whole body was brimming with an unprecedented power.

Immediately after, Han Bing's body changed. His arm gradually became silver white, neatly divided into countless small areas the size of a fingernail. Each small area had pieces of scales growing out of it, and these were actually silver white scales.

Not only on his arm, but also on his body. Its entire body was covered in silvery white scales, and its chest was covered with scales and barbs that looked like golden armor. Golden bone spikes grew out from its fingers, toes, and elbows; its sharp appearance was definitely comparable to the Cyan Rainbow Sword.

Not only that, but the rows of sharp golden bone spikes on Han Bing's back actually penetrated through the Silver Plume Armor and appeared on Han Bing's back. On her arms, sharp bone spikes grew and her hair completely disappeared, replacing them were silver and gold scales. Both of his hands were wrapped with protruding bones, looking just like a dragon claw, domineering and powerful.

This outfit was obviously made for battle, an absolute battle machine. They were glittering with golden light, powerful and domineering. They were vast and holy, and they were also extremely handsome and elegant. But now, Han Bing's entire body was emitting a malevolent demonic aura, concealing everything.

"Haha, finally, I've reached the eighth level of the Refinement Realm. Kill!" As he spoke, he attacked a group of camels that were trembling in fear from the dragon cry just now. However, this time, he did not use the Cyan Rainbow Sword or the Shadow Bearing Sword. He did not use any martial skills, but instead used his recently transformed claws and bone spikes to tear them apart and pierce through them. He didn't immediately refine it, but turned and attacked the next one instead.

The originally gentle demon beasts had never seen such a bloody scene before. They were all dumbstruck, forgetting to run, waiting for death to come, Han Bing shuttled back and forth between the camels. The originally peaceful desert oasis suddenly became an Asura Purgatory, and the entire ground was dyed red with blood.

Han Bing had long since lost his mind. Everything here became Shaohua in his eyes, and he hated Shaohua for stealing Luo Ling. He hated Shaohua for making his only friend in the West East City leave him, and only by killing him would he be able to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Kill. If I owe everything in the world to me, I will destroy the world." Han Bing shouted loudly, and the demonic qi on his body became thicker and thicker.

At this moment, a melodious voice rang out, "Little Han Bing, stop right there!" Her voice was filled with panic and desolation. It was clear that this belonged to the Spirit Princess. She woke up in Han Bing's Spiritual World and discovered that Han Bing had changed his appearance and was frantically slaughtering others.

"Who is it? Who was speaking? Come out and fight with me. " Han Bing shouted angrily.

"Little Han Bing, you've already become a demon. Quickly stop, the sacred dragon's bloodline does not allow you to taint it." Princess Ling said.

"Holy Dragon?" When Han Bing heard the two words "Holy Dragon", it was as if the raging fire in his heart met with rain; it began to gradually extinguish.

Little Han Bing, don't be like this. I am Ling'er, your friend. Even if everyone abandons you, I will not leave you. Princess Ling said.

"Ling'er? Friend? Princess Ling? Sacred Dragon? " Han Bing mumbled to himself as the demonic aura around his body started to gradually dissipate. The dragon's scale was emitting a holy radiance, and Han Bing couldn't help but close his eyes, waiting for the baptism of holiness.

Within the Spiritual World, the Spirit Princess couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when she saw the change in Han Bing.

Suddenly, Han Bing opened his eyes. It was as if two pillars of light broke through the dark clouds, frightening people to the core. Looking at the surroundings, the blood on the ground, the dead bodies of the demon beast camels and the surviving camels that were trembling in fear, the originally beautiful oasis was now covered in blood. The tranquil and clear amber was also dyed blood-red.

"What's going on?" Han Bing asked with a tremble, "Don't tell me I did it?"

Princess Ling nodded slightly in the Spiritual World and said, "Yes, you did it after you had been bedeviled. Fortunately, I woke up in time. If I had been any later, you would have been infected by the devil aura and become a demon."

"Thank you, Ling'er." Han Bing said.

"No need to be so polite, we are friends. A few days ago, I was a little fierce towards you, so if you don't blame me, then I'll be fine." Ling'er said hesitantly.

Ling'er's words caused the solemn atmosphere to liven up.

He didn't expect that after not seeing her for a few days, Ling'er's attitude had changed too quickly. Could it be that she had run into a period of rest a few days ago? She shouldn't have. "It seems like this girl has suddenly taken a fancy to me, which makes it even more impossible." "Princess Ling, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to do, just say it. Your change is so big that I can't recover from it." Han Bing felt that this was probably the calm before the storm. Don't forget that she once took advantage of her when she was asleep.

"You don't need to call me Princess Ling, you can just call me Ling'er. We're friends, not servants." Ling'er spoke in a gentle tone, as if she was a completely different person from the domineering and unruly Princess Ling Yun a few days ago.

"That's right, Little Han Bing, what's going on with you? How did you become a dragon spirit?" Ling'er asked.

"Ah?" What? Let me see. " Han Bing didn't notice what he had become, and walked to the lake side. Looking at himself, who looked like he was about to explode, he was instantly overwhelmed, "Is this me? How did it turn out like this? And what is a dragon spirit? "

"No, this isn't a dragon spirit. This is a dragon transformation caused by the eruption of your bloodline." Princess Ling exclaimed.

"Mimic Dragon Transformation." Han Bing said word by word, full of surprise.