Chapter 5 Senior Brother Lu died in the womb!
As the black dragon continued to bite, only half of the black water turtle was left.

His breath became weaker and weaker, and he was dying.

"It's time to deliver the final blow!"

The sharp fangs bit through its neck directly, and the hot flesh and blood were continuously swallowed into its mouth.

"Get 1 evolution point!"

"Get 1 evolution point!"

After the entire black water turtle was swallowed, the black dragon only gained 5 evolution points.

Evolution points: 97/100.

Just three points left.

Mo Jiao cast his gaze towards the spiritual herbs not far away.

He carefully selected three two-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs and swallowed them.

After replenishing the last three evolution points, the black dragon coiled its body.

Start evolving.

The pitch-black cold fog wrapped around the black dragon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Along with the sound of heavy heartbeats, the black dragon's body was also growing rapidly.

In just a few breaths, it increased from ten feet to fifteen feet.

The biggest change is the pitch-black scales on the black dragon's body.

Although the scales were thick originally, they were only half an inch thick, but now the scales are an inch thick.

The black dragon opened its dark green eyes and looked into the void.

【Mo Jiao】

[Bloodline: Dragon]

[Realm: Level 4]

[Innate magical powers: Soul splitting, bloodline evolution, Black Dragon Armor]

[Skills: Body Protection Ink Frost, Soul Impact, Cold Poison Breath, Dragon Shedding]

[Evolution points: 0/100 (after the evolution points are full, you can start evolution)]

The skills did not increase, but the innate magical power did gain an additional Black Dragon Armor.

The dragon's body swayed gently, and its scales buckled together like armor.

From a distance, it looks like a black steel dragon.

The dragon's emerald green eyes swept across the dozen or so spiritual herbs on the ground.

Most of them are hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, and there are only three two-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs left.

As for spiritual herbs that are more than three hundred years old, there are none.

This means that these spiritual herbs can hardly provide evolution points for themselves.

Mo Jiao waved his hand and pulled up the spiritual herbs by the roots, his mouth slightly opened.

A frost composed entirely of cold fog froze the spiritual herbs.

Then he turned into a black shadow and came to the front of the pavilion.

His eyes were fixed on the golden treasure chest floating in the air.

"I don't know what's inside this treasure chest?"

Mo Jiao's heart moved slightly, and he raised his sharp claws and grabbed the treasure chest directly in his hand.

There was a "click".

The treasure chest emitting wisps of golden light opened.

There was only a palm-sized red and gold token in the treasure chest.

There are three ancient characters carved on it.

The black dragon raised its sharp claws and tapped the token lightly.

There was a crisp clicking sound.

Wisps of demonic power surged into the token, and it instantly emitted a dazzling luster.

In an instant, an arc of light flew out from the token and landed around the black dragon.

In an instant, Mo Jiao felt a darkness before his eyes and the space continued to distort.

When Mo Jiao opened his eyes again, he had already appeared on a vast and boundless loess slope.

Looking around, everything was yellow.

Apart from piles of rocks and rubble, there was not even a blade of grass.

"This is the border between Yuanwu State and Yue State!"

Mo Jiao showed a look of joy. He didn't expect that the token in his hand could actually help him leave the bloody forbidden land.

Feeling the scorching heat radiating from the sky, Mo Jiao scratched his chin and fell into deep thought.

The southern part of the sky is not like the Chaos Star Sea, the human race here is powerful. Although I am now a fourth-level monster, my cultivation level is just that of a late-stage foundation-building cultivator of the human race.

Not to mention the seven major sects, even a few big families can easily control me.

Still have to develop obscenely.

At least you have to break through the fifth level of monster before you can protect yourself.

The dragon enters the sea, and the most suitable place for the black dragon to devour and grow is still the river and sea area.

Coincidentally, there is a Panlong River in Yuanwu country, and the fifth-level monster Bloodline Dragon, the raw material of the Bloodline Dragon's inner alchemy, lives in it.

I think the monster and spiritual resources inside are more than enough for Mo Jiao to break through to level five.

However, before heading to Panlong River, Mo Jiao still needs to find his human clone.

Innate supernatural powers, split soul.

This is much more reliable than any external clone. Since it is the same soul, there is no risk of betrayal at all.

The best way to create a human clone is to inject the soul into a pregnant woman.

The clone refined in this way belongs completely to you.

It won't be like when the old monster takes over another's body, the two are not compatible, and it is basically difficult to restore the previous incarnation's cultivation level.

In the plot, Mo Jiao only knows one person with natural spiritual roots at this time.

That is Yan Ruyan.

But soon, Mo Jiao gave up the idea of ​​refining it into an avatar.

Not to mention that she is a female, the black dragon is a male dragon and does not have that habit.

Even if Mo Jiao had this idea, his mother was in the Yan family, where there were Jindan stage cultivators stationed, so Mo Jiao could not get in at all.

Among the different spiritual roots, there are Senior Brother Lu with wind spiritual root, Xuan Le of Yanyue Sect with ice spiritual root, brothers Murong of Huangfeng Valley with thunder spiritual root, and Young Sect Master Wang Chan of Ghost Spirit Sect with dark spiritual root.

Although refining Wang Chan as a clone would bring the greatest benefit, when I think of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Mo Jiao couldn't help but shook his head.

Senior Brother Lu, Xuan Le and Brother Murong can be listed as candidates.

Apart from this, there are fewer people with special physiques in Yue State.

There are only Li Huayuan's Sanyang body and Xin Ruyin's Longyin body.

None of them are suitable for Mo Jiao.

Therefore, the options available are Senior Brother Lu, Xuan Le and Brother Murong.

Wind spiritual roots, thunder spiritual roots, ice spiritual roots.

Among the three, Mo Jiao actually prefers Senior Brother Lu.

This is not because the wind spiritual root is stronger.

The three kinds of spiritual roots each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

The wind spiritual root excels in speed, the thunder spiritual root excels in power, and the ice spiritual root excels in variety.

It was simply that among the three, Senior Brother Lu was the most cunning, and he had no psychological burden in destroying her in the womb.

In addition, Senior Brother Lu’s family has more clues, making it easier to find.

In the original drama, he and Chen Qiaoqian were about to become a pair of Taoist companions, so his family was naturally closely connected with the Chen family.

As long as we follow this clue, it should not be difficult to find him.

The black dragon's body flashed and turned into a black shadow, fleeing towards the Kingdom of Yue.

a few days later.

Jianzhou Taiyue Mountains.

A pitch-black dragon was perched on a huge green rock.

Three monks were kneeling in front of him.

This was the wandering cultivator that Mo Jiao unexpectedly met on his journey.

His cultivation level was only the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, but after Mo Jiao used some tricks, he became his subordinate.

However, without any means of confinement, Mo Jiao could only rely on the worthless spiritual herbs in his hand to lure the three people into doing things for him.

"True Dragon! I have found out that there are ten Qi training cultivators in the Lu family, and the one with the highest cultivation level is the Patriarch of the Lu family! He has reached the peak of Qi training!"

An old man, about seventy years old, knelt on the ground with fanatical eyes.

Compared with the other two, the old man in front of him was the most enthusiastic about Mo Jiao's orders.

With poor aptitude and an approaching end of life, he can only place all his hopes on Mo Jiao.

The black dragon opened its dark green eyes and glanced at the old man.

"You did well!"

The black dragon waved its hand gently, and a emerald green spiritual herb flew in front of the old man.

"Thank you, True Dragon, for the medicine!"

(End of this chapter)