Chapter 29 News about the Bloodline Dragon!
At this moment, Yu Zitong's soul flew out of Mo Lao's body and flew towards Yin Mo.

As soon as he approached, a wind blade approached rapidly.

Yu Zitong's soul was torn to pieces in an instant. Yin Mo patted his body and glanced at Han Li who was lying motionless on the ground.

And on its shoulder, there was a palm print left by the Demonic Hand.

Yin Mo sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for Han Li to wake up.

Han Li, who has the strength of the fifth level of Qi training, has a powerful soul and it is impossible for a mere Mo Lao to possess his body.

The next morning.

Han Li stood up in a daze, and saw a familiar figure in front of him. He showed joy and said quickly:

"Mo brother, are you okay?"

Listening to Han Li's concerned question, Yin Mo felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "It's just a cultivator taking over someone else's body. He's not as strong as me, so he poses no threat at all!"

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked at Mo Lao who was lying on the ground.

His eyes were full of complexities, and he murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect that Mr. Mo would plot against us like this!"

“This is just the secular world!”

Yin Mo turned to look at Han Li and said something meaningful: "The world of immortal cultivation is full of intrigues and deceptions. Don't trust others!"

"Uh-huh!"

Han Li nodded and looked at Yin Mo sincerely: "Only we can truly trust each other!"

Hearing this, Yin Mo smiled faintly and then pushed the door open and walked out.

Now that Master Mo is gone, I can now focus on cultivating spiritual medicines.

The next morning.

A black Mo Ge boat floated on the river.

Zi Ling stood alone on the deck, looking at the misty river surface. She didn't know how long she had been there.

At this moment, the storage bag on his waist emitted wisps of dark light.

"Lord True Dragon!"

Zi Ling showed joy on her face and quickly flew her flying vehicle towards the river.

After flying for a whole cup of tea, an isolated island shrouded in thick fog appeared in front of Zi Ling.

His spiritual sense swept across the isolated island, and he saw a plump woman in palace dress standing on the shore, waiting quietly.

The moment she saw the woman, a trace of nervousness flashed across Zi Ling's eyes, and she couldn't help but blurt out:

"who are you?"

Madam Zhu's eyebrows moved slightly, her face was firm, and she stared at Zi Ling and said, "Follow me!"

As he spoke, he tapped his storage bag and a small flag appeared in his hand.

As spiritual power poured into it, the small flag instantly emitted a light blue light.

The light surged, and the thick fog in front of him dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A winding path appeared in front of the two of them.

Madam Zhu walked slowly forward, leaving only her back to Zi Ling.

After hesitating for a moment, feeling the black light emanating from the storage bag from time to time, he gritted his teeth and followed with big strides.

Following Madam Zhu, after climbing up the small slope, a valley appeared before our eyes.

"Boom!"

Loud roars continued to come from a distance.

Zi Ling looked up and saw a huge white elephant three meters tall. Its body was snow-white, like crystal clear white jade.

Every time the giant foot landed, there was a roar like the ground cracking.

Opposite the white elephant is a black "real dragon".

There are purple patterns growing on its back, and tiny streaks of purple lightning are constantly wrapping around its body.

The purple thunder horn on the forehead gathered into a purple dragon thunder.

It hit the stone elephant's back.

The powerful impact turned the stone elephant's snow-white skin into dark black.

"Roar!"

As the white elephant let out a low roar, a white light instantly appeared on its body surface, and the dark scars on its body instantly disappeared.

"Sure enough, I still can't break the defense of this white elephant!"

The black dragon's eyes flickered as it looked at the stone elephant that was eating tender grass without even turning its head.

Mo Jiao felt like he had some strength but was not able to use it.

It's really too hard.

The black dragon's body flashed and turned into a black shadow, appearing in front of Zi Ling.

"Lord True Dragon!" Looking at the black dragon in front of her, Zi Ling hurriedly saluted, took out the storage bag, and streams of light flew out of it.

There were nine brocade boxes floating in front of the black dragon.

A hint of joy flashed in Yin Mo's eyes, and a black wind blew across the nine brocade boxes.

He directly put it into the jade ring in his hand.

Mo Jiao looked at Zi Ling and said, "Have you found the whereabouts of the Bloodline Jiao?"

"Someone once encountered it on an island near the river a hundred miles away!"

Zi Ling took out a piece of animal skin. The red mark on it was where the blood-line dragon was.

Mo Jiao was delighted, as he had been searching for the Bloodline Jiao in the Panlong River for such a long time but had not found it.

Now Zi Ling has brought him good news.

"You did well!"

Mrs. Zhu took the animal skin, glanced at it briefly, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

"Lord True Dragon!"

Looking at Madam Zhu in such a state, Zi Ling quickly looked at Mo Jiao, with a puzzled look on her face:

"Who is this person?"

Mo Jiao glanced at Zi Ling and said with his spiritual consciousness: "She is a puppet I made!"

During the past two years, Mo Jiao used Zi Ling to purchase a lot of materials for magic weapons and turned Madam Zhu's corpse into a magic weapon.

After all, I have the body of an animal, and many things are not convenient for me to do.

With Madam Zhu around, we can save a lot of trouble.

When she heard the word "puppet", Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on her face.

After Zi Ling left.

The entire island was once again covered in thick fog.

Mo Jiao looked up into the void, and an attribute bar visible only to himself appeared in front of him.

[Name: Mo Jiao]

[Bloodline: Thunder Dragon]

[Realm: Level 5]

[Kung Fu: Great Evolution Technique (Second Level)]

[Innate magical powers: Soul splitting, bloodline evolution, black dragon armor, dragon thunder, earth armor dragon power]

[Skills: Spiritual Communication, Body Protection Ink Frost, Soul Impact, Cold Poison Breath, Dragon Shedding, Puppetry, Lightning Escape]

[Evolution points: 48/100 (after the evolution points are full, you can start evolution)]

Looking at his own attribute column, Mo Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

There are very few level five monsters, even though Mo Jiao is busy hunting monsters every day.

I only managed to accumulate 48 evolution points.

I wonder how many evolutionary points this thousand-year-old spiritual herb can increase?

The black dragon opened its mouth and swallowed a thousand-year-old spiritual herb along with the brocade box.

As the spiritual herbs entered the mouth, a clear system prompt sounded.

"Get 5 evolution point!"

Hearing the system prompt sound coming from his ear, Mo Jiao's eyes lit up.

A thousand-year-old spiritual herb obtained 5 evolution points.

Then his eyes turned to the remaining eight brocade boxes.

A suction force surged out, and instantly the eight brocade boxes were completely swallowed into the mouth.

The abundant spiritual mist instantly filled the black dragon's entire body.

Feeling the surging spiritual energy.

Strands of purple thunder constantly surged between his pupils.

"Get 40 evolution point!"

These nine thousand-year-old spiritual herbs allowed Mo Jiao to accumulate 93 evolution points.

There are only seven points left until the final evolution.

Mo Jiao took a deep breath and glanced at the stone elephant not far away.

Wait until I break through the sixth level monster and then deal with this monster.

"Let's go check out the Bloodline Dragon first!"

The black dragon murmured, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the island.

(End of this chapter)