Chapter 679: Yuanlinghua

The bright red blood light continued to flow in Luoyang's Dantian, only to see that the original has a five-color ray of Yuan Ling, which has disappeared completely at this moment, replaced by a strong blood!
And when the blood is shining, there is a fascinating power that escapes from the spirits. Although it is only a little bit, it makes people feel suffocated, if not because Luoyang has already spirited the body. Forced to suppress, I am afraid that only the divine power of the spirits will be enough to ignite his entire body!
"I didn't think that just refining this blood, it took me so long, and the next process seems to be no longer a delay..."
Feeling the condensation of his spirit in Dantian, Luo Yang’s heart was relieved, and his brow was slightly wrinkled.
I saw his body outside, and the dead air that he had neglected before was already rich to a terrible point, and it was accompanied by the entanglement of dead air, which made his body gradually weaken, as if he had aging. sign.
Luo Yang’s heart is clear that his life is not much left. This time, the refining of the gods has consumed such a long time. If the next process does not speed up, I am afraid that he will not wait for him to step in. Ling Tianjing will die because of the exhaustion of Shouyuan.
The so-called ruthlessness of heaven is not just a mere talk. No matter how fascinating you are, once the Shouyuan is exhausted, then there is only a fateful end!
Although Luo Yang’s Shouyuan can still support three or five years, he does not want to make a joke about his own life.
At this moment, after taking a deep breath, Luo Yang pressed down all the other thoughts in his heart and concentrated on the spirit of Dantian.
"At the moment, although this blood is refining into the Yuanling, this is only the first step. The next thing to do is to condense this spirit into a spiritual incarnation. Only in this way can it be fully inspired. Protoss bloodline!"
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and after silently deducing the whole process, he suddenly sighed in his mouth.
"Out!"
In the weird space, Luo Yang’s low drink suddenly fell, and the voice continued to reverberate. The spirit that sat in his dantian was a little trembled and turned into a light from Danyang’s Dantian. Suddenly flew out!
When the blood was just flying out, it was a dazzling ray of light in the strange space. The blood of the road was like a stream of water, rising from the spirit, reflecting the whole world.
Looking at the color of this slap in the face, Luo Yang’s face showed an unprecedented dignified color. After his eyes flashed, his hands were suddenly awkward, just like a thunderous thunder in the blood color The eyebrows of the spirit are all pointing!
"start!"
A low-sounding voice suddenly sounded from Luo Yang’s mouth. Almost as Luoyang’s voice fell, a horrible divine power exploded from the spirit. In the blink of an eye, it swept across all directions, even this. The strange space is under this power, and there is a twist!
Luo Yang’s eyes were fixed on the spirit, and his face was very nervous. Although he has refining the blood of the into the spirit of the blood, he has only refining it, and has not completely integrated it.
This is like using a bottle to fill some sea water. Although the sea water is filled into the bottle, it does not blend with the bottle. What Luo Yang is doing now is to spur the seawater in the bottle and blend it with the bottle!
boom! ! !
The infinite power of the vastness surged out like a wave of waves from the spirits, sweeping the entire strange space, even if it was repaired by Luo Yang, it was barely supported under this power, and nothing could be done at all.
Hey!
A crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded in this strange space. I saw a thin crack in the body of the spirit. Although this crack is tiny, it is like opening a head and blinking. Between, the continuous cracks are densely covered with the entire blood color.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Such as the cobweb-like cracks criss-cross, making this blood-colored spirit only lasted for a moment, it is bursting, turned into a fog, into the blood.
Almost at the same time that the spirit was broken, Luo Yang’s mouth was squirting a blood. His face was pale, but his face was not flustered. Under the gums, he was facing the fog. A little far away.
"Coag!"
The thick blood fog suddenly tumbling, as if it was a blend of blood and light. After a while, it re-condensed into a spirit, just different from the previous blood color, this blood color spirit is enormously multiplied. Someone has a head size.
More importantly, in this spirit, there is a faint rune flash, although it is only a few imprints, but it still has a divine power.
"Fortunately, the spirit that I had condensed before was the five-color spirit. Otherwise, the process of such a terrible fusion would only damage the Yuanling..." Looking at the spirit that respects the new cohesion, Luo Yang’s heart is secret A tone.
The power of the Protoss is violent, and Yuanling is the most important place in the monk. If the Yuan Ling is damaged, it may affect his life! However, Luo Yang dared to use the spirit to integrate the blood of God, precisely because the spirit of his body is the five-color spirit!
Even in ancient times, monks who were able to condense the spirit of the five-color spirit were rare, and the strength of the five-color spirit was far beyond the dozens of ordinary spirits, even nearly a hundred times!
Therefore, for Luo Yang, the fusion of the blood of the gods with the blood of the spirit is a unique creation of his own. In exchange for other monks, even if you think of this method, it will be because the spirit can not withstand such terrible power, and the spirit is destroyed!
"But... even if it is the strength of the five-color spirit, it is barely able to integrate the blood of the gods. If you want to integrate it into the spirit, I am afraid it is not so easy."
After the twin eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s look was dignified, his eyes fixed on the spirit.
I saw that under the turbulent divine power, the body of the blood-colored Yuan Ling once again showed a crack. After a few moments, it was once again broken into a fog.
When the Yuan Ling is broken, Luo Yang will shoot again and form it together. Under such a cycle, the damage caused to Luo Yang’s body is getting more and more serious, and his face is getting paler and paler. The look has become more and more exciting.
Until an hour later, when the divine power in the strange space is completely dissipated, the condensed in front of Luo Yang is no longer a shrinking Yuan Ling, but a tall young man!
"Yuan Linghua...has become!"