Chapter 445 Fifty Questions!
boom!
The giant dragon swooped down, and the surging black death energy washed in all directions like waves. Amid the deafening roar, Moro and the other two were staring at the center, only to see that the death energy there was rapidly fading, and then the death energy rushing to the surroundings was forcibly pulled back by the bright moonlight and absorbed by Lin Changqiang.

Before he had time to admire the strength of his body, the 48th and 49th deathly auras also arrived with tremendous power, and were finally all absorbed one after another. In the spirit pool filled with deathly aura, Lin Changqiang's body was gray and the surface of his skin was adsorbed with sticky deathly aura, but after being continuously repaired by the holy light and the fierce flames, it finally returned to its original state.

"Good boy!"

Moro couldn't help but show surprise and admiration in his eyes. Seeing that the forty-ninth death energy didn't cause much trouble, he gave up the idea of ​​dissuading him and just watched intently.

"As expected of my junior fellow apprentice of Zhou Tong!"

Someone shouted excitedly, but was ignored by Moro. Aokiji looked at the pool with a smile. When the forty-ninth wave of death energy was flushed out, the Dead Flame Spirit Pool inexplicably returned to silence. The three of them knew that it was just accumulating strength.

After a while, the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently, and this time it was no longer the spirit pool that was shaking, but the entire waterfall above the spirit pool!

The black waterfall suddenly became turbulent, but the rushing torrent did not fall directly, but hung high in the air. At the same time, the deathly energy in the entire Dead Flame Spirit Pool also rushed up into the sky. The pool was empty, and the full pool of deathly energy merged with the rapids above, as if a black sea was covering the top of the head, or as if the god of death had descended!
"So perverted?"

Lin Changqiang, who originally felt that the Dead Flame Spirit Pool was nothing special, widened his eyes. Only then did he realize why Moro did not immediately believe him when he said he could withstand fifty ray of death energy.

If the first to the forty-ninth breath of death are from a newborn baby to the president of a listed company, then the fiftieth breath of death is simply Bill Gates, Jeff Bezos!

But after a brief moment of surprise, there came an intense ecstasy. There was no doubt that compared with the terrifying scale of the fiftieth breath of death, the effect that followed would inevitably be even more exaggerated!
"Come directly!"

He could not help laughing, his eyes looking upwards fanatically. The black ocean never set, continuously absorbing the deathly air from the waterfall to increase its size, until the vast ocean filled the top of the hall, and then poured down with terrifying momentum towards the Dead Flame Spirit Pool.

boom!
The sound was deafening and went straight into the sky. Even though this level of sound waves could not cause any injuries to the three people, the huge noise still made Moro frown. Feeling the subtle fluctuations coming from beside him, he turned his head and saw that Zhou Tong had quietly used the Space Ancestral Talisman to isolate the sound for himself and Aokiji, but did not take him with him.

...Moro took a deep breath and looked back at the spirit pool. At this time, the black ocean had submerged Lin Changqiang's body, but from the constantly pouring deathly air, a loud shout full of energy suddenly came out.

"Cool!"

The shouting stopped abruptly, obviously blocked by the overwhelming deathly aura, but the three people by the pool all smiled with relief.

"He can even withstand this level of death energy. His future achievements will be no less than you and me."

Moro's eyes were filled with admiration. Only then did he no longer regret not bringing the Thunder Ancestral Talisman to Aokiji. Aokiji on the side smiled and shook his head.

"Just as good as?" he murmured, but he couldn't help but feel the anticipation rising in his heart.

To win the war between heaven and earth, what is needed is not one reincarnation realm or ancestral talisman controller after another, but another ancestor of talismans!
The three of them stared at the spirit pond, each with different thoughts in their mind.

At this time, the speed at which the death energy was absorbed was no slower than before, but because the scale was too exaggerated, it could only be reduced in circles, looking like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves. As time passed, when Lin Changqiang's figure finally appeared, the waterfall and the spirit pool had already returned to their original appearance.

A burp sounded in the pool. When the last round of death energy was devoured, Lin Changqiang finally flew to the edge of the pool. Now he felt bloated all over, which could be said to be both satisfied and a little uncomfortable. After the last trace of death energy dissipated, looking at Lin Changqiang's fair skin and beautiful and strong body, Zhou Tong nodded.

"Junior brother, you have a nice figure."

Hearing this, Lin Changqiang looked down and saw that his clothes were indeed gone again. Fortunately, there were only men in the hall, so he didn't care too much.

After casually putting on a set of clothes and feeling the surging power and surging death energy coming from his body, he finally smiled with satisfaction.

The mysterious realm of death, perfection!

Because after the Thunder Ancestral Talisman was promoted from the minor success to the major success in the Death Profound Realm, it unexpectedly reached perfection again not long after. In addition, the Death Flame Spirit Pool originally had the effect of consolidating the cultivation in the Death Profound Realm. Therefore, his current strength is also extremely solid and not at all frivolous.

With this kind of strength, one could become the Grand Elder in any of the powerful sects that are only slightly weaker than the Flame God Temple.

"Congratulations. So far, no one has ever been able to reach the fiftieth level in this Dead Flame Spirit Pool."

Moro clapped his hands, then his expression turned serious again, "When do you plan to go to the demon realm?"

"The sooner the better!"

Lin Changqiang was determined that this time, he would bring Xiao Diao along no matter what.

"Okay." Moro was also a man of swift action, and he nodded immediately. "Then in two days, I will first entrust some matters to Xinlian, and then select a few disciples from the demon realm to serve as guides."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Moro talked about entrusting all matters to Tang Xinlian, he looked serious and earnest, but Lin Changqiang always felt that he seemed very happy.

Two days later, on the top of the most majestic mountain in Huoyan City, Lin Changqiang, Lin Dong, Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan were waiting quietly. Not far away, there was a strong spatial fluctuation. It was Zhou Tong who was constructing a space transmission to the Demon Realm.

After not seeing each other for a while, when the four of them got together again, only Xiao Yan excitedly gave his eldest and second brothers a hug, while Lin Changqiang, Lin Dong and Xiao Diao only looked at each other for a few seconds and smiled slightly, but their hearts were all filled with warmth.

No matter how big the crisis or how dangerous the situation, as long as the four of us are together, we will never be afraid.

Not far away, Tang Xinlian came over with a person. After nodding politely to Xiao Diao and the others, he looked at Lin Changqiang and said, "This is our disciple from the Flame God Temple, Xinqing, from the Demon Realm."

She looked behind her and saw a petite girl hurriedly step forward. The girl had pretty features, but seemed a little shy. Her watery eyes immediately looked away when she saw Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan.

"Sir, my name is Xinqing. I am from the nine-tailed fox clan and I come from the demon realm." The girl put her hands close to her body and lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)