Chapter: 1942

"Congratulations, Master!"

Montoru was ecstatic.

Everyone in the vicinity reacted, and quickly congratulated in unison. In a short time, the sound of congratulations could be heard in the entire palace.

"Senior Jin, how do you feel?"

Ning Qi laughed.

The old man Jin looked at Ning Qi with three eyes, and after a while, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he cupped his hands at Ning Qi: "I have never felt so good, as if I have returned to my youth, not only that, look! "

A spirit behind the old man Jin began to condense. At this moment, although his spirit was the same as before, a bit like a Transformer, but in the center of his eyebrows, there was an eye that was exactly the same as his forehead, and the breath of the whole spirit was different.

"Seventh Grade Divine Soul."

Ning Qi nodded in satisfaction.

Sure enough, the change of the gods and souls in the future can also be realized by transforming the blood.

"Have you reached the seventh rank? Haha, good, good!"

Old man Jin laughed wildly.

"Seventh Grade Divine Soul?"

"Senior Jin not only greatly improved his cultivation, but also stimulated the blood of the ancient demon race in his body, and even the rank of the soul has changed! It seems! The blood is also very important to the soul of the soul! Those in the family who inspired the blood of the ancient demon race His disciples must be gathered together and cultivated well..."

Several fighting emperors thought of this key point and looked at each other.

"Senior Jin, it turns out that you are carrying the blood of the ancient demon clan, and it is a great opportunity to be inspired in the Emperor Fighting Realm."

Emperor Dou of Zhuge's family said with some jealousy.

"Hahaha! Where is it, well, the matter is over, let's go."

The old man Jin waved his hands with a smile, and closed his eyes on his forehead.

"Senior Jin, I don't know your bloodline..."

A Doudi still wanted to inquire about the news, but was glared at by the old man Jin, who quickly turned around and left.

"Stinky boy, why can't I see through you?"

The old man Jin glanced at Ning Qi meaningfully.

Since he had just given birth to his third eye, those Dou Emperors seemed to him as if they had no clothes on, and the route of fighting energy in their bodies was clear to him, but Ning Qi was the only one who couldn't see through.

Seeing the old man Jin opened his third eye and glanced up and down at him, Ning Qi felt a chill running down his back, "Senior Jin, the boy is going to retreat to practice, please leave first!"

After saying that, Ning Qi had already run away.

"This kid, you can't help but be scared."

The old man curled his lips speechlessly.

………

"Brother Ning!"