His situation is still not optimistic!

But Ye Weikun's heart was slowly relieved, and the situation was getting better and better. As long as this kid can maintain this situation, he can be successfully promoted to the first-level sequel.

At this time, a faint chill was lingering around Bai Zhimo's body. This was the skill he practiced - the Cold Ice Art.

Although this technique cannot be said to be a bad product in Lingbo City, it is also a low-ranking thing, and everyone has a "secret book".

But it was through this low-level ice art that he suppressed his mind and had the basis to compete with the remaining will.

In the past, he often lie in the grass for several hours in order to kill slugs. His highest record was seven hours. If he didn't move for such a long time, he could really drive people crazy.

A person can move continuously for two hours, but if he doesn't move for two hours, it will be difficult and it should be said that it is basically impossible.

He accidentally discovered that practicing the Ice Art can help calm down your impetuous mood, and practicing the Ice Art is also a good way to pass the time.

Bai Zhimo had inquired about things that need to be paid attention to when taking original blood. Keep your mind calm and may feel a little discomfort, but it will pass soon, and he had never heard of any failure to convince original blood.

Therefore, after drinking the original blood of the "Blood Sword", he did not take it too seriously. He was a little worried about gains and losses. After all, he was on an unknown sequence.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a powerful force hitting his head, and his head buzzed for a moment, and then he felt a violent and powerful aura overwhelmingly swallowing towards him.

In the face of such a powerful will, he had no power to fight back. He was already fighting back, but he was still defeated.

He fell into madness little by little, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Suddenly, a cold breath cleared his mind. This feeling made him think of the Ice Art immediately, so he unconsciously started to use the Ice Art, which was the only skill he knew.

There was the operation of the Ice Art in his body, and the cold air provided by the little clever spirit outside. The combination of the two actually made him barely guard the last bit of Qingming, and then slowly stood firm.

Then Bai Zhimo began to steadily expand his results and slowly counterattacked, suppressing the violence in his heart little by little!

After two hours, Bai Zhimo finally slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and at the same time slowly opened his eyes, with only one thought in his heart-

Huh~, it's finally over!

Yes, there is no joy of promotion, there is only the blessing and fear of escaping from death.

"It's so great. I didn't expect that your kid was really successful. I have long seen that your kid is unique! Hahaha."

A sudden sound sounded, pulling Bai Zhimo's thoughts back to reality.

Bai Zhimo was stunned at first, but then jumped up from the ground. He took action like lightning and grabbed Yuzhu in front of him.

But before his hand touched Yuzhu, a powerful force hit his chest and flew backwards three feet away.

Bai Zhimo's body fell heavily to the ground. It seemed that he had been hit hard on his chest, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, but he struggled to stand up, staring at Yuzhu with his eyes tightly, and shouted angrily,

"What the hell are you trying to do! Was that really original blood just now?"

Although he was very angry, Bai Zhimo did not rush up this time because he knew it would be in vain to rush up. He could not be a match for King Hanhai, and there was a fat fish staring at him next to him.

"I have received a reputation guarantee. I just gave you the real 'blood sword' original blood, and you can feel whether you have successfully promoted to the first-level sequencer!"

Faced with Bai Zhimo's questioning, Ye Weikun promised with confidence.

"Ha, your reputation? You don't know whether you die or live now. What else are you talking about? You are not afraid of the wind and your tongue flashing!"

Bai Zhimo did not buy Ye Weikun's explanation at all, but instead said sarcastically.

Suddenly, the yuzhu was shining brightly, and a powerful aura filled the entire stone chamber. Bai Zhimo felt a heavy weight on his body, and the air around him immediately became sticky. A hint of horror flashed through his eyes-

Is this the power of the king?

At the same time, he felt a little regretful.

Although the sentence just now was very refreshing, it really offends people. I should really take care of this mouth. I really don’t know how much will be ruined in the future!

The light condensed on the jade bamboo, and a blue illusionary figure about two feet tall condensed. This man was wearing scales and a purple gold crown on his head, and a heroic spirit came.

Bai Zhimo couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw this image-

This should be Ye Weikun! It’s really unimaginable!

Listening to his tone and his age, he should be the image of an octogenarian, right? But this image is like a handsome young man, not over thirty years old, right?

Or is this stinky guy deliberately designed such an image for himself?

Ye Weikun, who showed his image, waved his hand, and then Bai Zhimo felt an irresistible powerful force, pulling him in front of Ye Weikun.

Ye Weikun, who had a slightly illusory figure, looked at Bai Zhimo and shouted sternly,

"You kid want to figure out one thing. I can turn you into ashes if I breathe a breath. I don't need to play any thoughts with you at all. I just tell you clearly-

Follow my wishes, be good to me, and be good to yourself, too!”

Bai Zhimo felt the pressure and great pressure, and at the same time he felt Ye Weikun’s attitude towards him—

Now he is the tool in his hands. He doesn't mind giving himself some benefits, but the premise is that he has to do what he has assigned.

The reality is cruel, but Bai Zhimo has to accept this fact.

Seeing the expression in Bai Zhimo's eyes, Ye Weikun also knew that he was a smart person, so he untied his restraints on him and said to him,

"Okay, you can feel your changes now!"

Bai Zhimo took a deep breath and his mood slowly calmed down. He had already seen the reality clearly and would no longer make unnecessary resistance.

He felt that his body was full of strength now, and he could feel that the blood and energy in his body were at least ten times stronger.

Moreover, he could now clearly feel the rhythm of the blood in his body, and he could also feel the huge blood power of the fat fish beside him like a furnace.

With such a significant improvement, Bai Zhimo can already be sure that he has successfully promoted to the first-level sequencer.

However, all sequencers can obtain corresponding attribute bonuses, such as the Xuanwu Sequeler can obtain water attribute affinity, but now he cannot feel that he has obtained any attribute power bonus and has no feeling.

Although I want to verify my specific strength, there are more important things to do now.

"Okay, what happened just now? Should you give a reasonable explanation? Will future promotions be so dangerous?"

Ye Weikun's figure faded and dissipated, and his voice came out from Yuzhu again.

"I have never seen the sequencer of this path, so I don't know what happens in the future. You still need to explore and try the next things yourself!"

Bai Zhimo had a mouthful of old blood and didn't spew out. He originally thought that he could talk seriously, but the old guy gave such a scoundrel answer, which clearly didn't want to talk carefully.

Before Bai Zhi's ink erupted, Ye Weikun said,

"Boy, you have made your own way. I can't help you, and no one can help you. Everything depends on yourself, and there is still."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and his voice became a little low.

"When you find my descendants, I'm sorry to them for me. I'm the one who harmed them."

This tone was a little discouraged, completely different from the powerful and ostentatious King of the Sea just now. Maybe this is his true feelings!

I thought Ye Weikun would say something, but I didn't expect that he suddenly changed the subject. Although his tone was different, Bai Zhimo would rather believe that he did it on purpose.

But what can Bai Zhimo do? Faced with such a scoundrel behavior, he has no temper at all.

After a moment of silence, Ye Weikun said again, his tone had returned to normal at this time.

"I still don't know what your boy is called!"

"My younger brother Bai Zhimo, pay homage to the king!" Bai Zhimo bowed respectfully.

"Subject to Bai," Ye Weikun murmured, which made Bai Zhimo's heart irritate. Wouldn't he even take his anger for the same surname as Bai Canghai?

"Can't you still be called a teacher?" Ye Weikun pondered for a moment, and suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence.

Bai Zhimo couldn't help but be stunned. What does this mean? Does he want to take the tender route again? But is it useful?

But it's up to him!

"Disciple Bai Zhimo pays homage to the teacher!" Bai Zhimo greeted him again.

Ye Weikun's voice floated out again,

"Okay, boy, do your best to help you. Your teacher won't treat you badly. Remember to come back within 150 years!"

"The disciples will do their best to complete the things that the teacher has taught me!" Bai Zhimo said sincerely and promised with confidence.

Both of them cursed in their hearts.

"Old fox!"

"Little Fox!"

As the saying goes, you cheat me, but the master and apprentice are just like a mirror, but on the surface they can still be harmonious, which is really commendable.

"Okay, I have to say so much. All the things I should give you are in Xiao Zhiling's place. My good disciple, you can leave now!"

Then before Bai Zhimo could react, he felt that his eyes were dark and there was only one thought left in his mind.
Chapter completed!