Vol 6 Chapter 211: World of blood power

... "He Ming's spirit is highly concentrated, and in the lower part of the warehouse.
There is a guardian of white horse lightning, and He Yiming is very relieved. At least on this island. It is impossible to have a stronger person than lightning.
Even the Chu Artemisia, which is called the Five-Yuan Dynasty by the ancient devils, may not necessarily win the thunder.
It is He Yiming who is deeply flustered about his own security.
When his spirit enters the book of Shinto, he immediately feels the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred priest, the sacred heaven, the strongest, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred, the sacred The strongest abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty royal martial arts will be the night of the gods of the gods of the throne, seeking the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the arrogance, the world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the Zhou Dynasty It was a rain, and these blood rains fell from the sky, endless. Slowly, they have gathered together into a huge blood sea.
In the sea, there are endless vortexes. These vortexes are time-sharing, some are boundless, and some are only the thickness of the little finger.
Huo Ran, a huge suction from the largest endless vortex below, and will immediately hit He Yiming.
He Yiming’s, Zhong Da’s shock, he tried to get rid of it, but what made him feel awkward. This suction is big. It is simply incredible, even though it is the strength of his sage, but it is still sucked in without resistance.
When his spirit was inhaled, the whole body suddenly trembled, and then the temperature on the body slowly lowered, and the breathing was gone.
On the side of the thunder and lightning around He Yiming passed the horse's head, and its eyes showed a suspicion.
Its strength is indeed very powerful, but there is not much knowledge about human cultivation, and it does not understand what happened to He Yiming.
just. Smart as it is faintly sensed. The situation of He Yiming at the moment seems to be not good.
It jerked up and made an earth-shattering long scorpion. This long scorpion spread far and wide, and even in the surrounding space, even a burst of naked eyes was seen.
A shiver of the same kind of swaying in the sky echoes with it. Then a figure flew like a fly.
However, I have not waited for this figure to fly, and another person in the air has passed him and landed on the side of the thunder.
Just after the interest rate. Another figure finally came to this place and landed in midair. He looked at the previous figure, sincerely said: "Chu has long seen that the cultivation of a hundred brothers is unfathomable. It has long since entered the five-dimensional dynasty.
The former figure is the Artemisia. He heard the long jump of lightning. I immediately rushed over. And the figure that comes to the future will naturally be the ones that hold the pigs.
One hundred and eighty looked at the state of Artemisia. I looked at He Yiming again, stood in the same place, and never moved again.
A smile of Chu Artemisia. Looking at He Yiming's eyes, he sensed the faint breath on his body, and asked suspiciously: "Hundred brothers, what happened to the brothers?"
I don't know if it's because of a better mood. One hundred and eight are casual: "He is hibernating.
"Hibernation?" Chu Artuo opened his mouth and murmured: "It seems that only animals will hibernate."
One hundred and eight ends do not return: "People also take one of the animals."
Chu Artemisia tried hard to turn his eyes, but in his heart, it was really taboo for the hundred and eight, and he was not willing to turn his face with the powerful Wuqi Chaoyuan master. He had no choice but to smile twice. not talking anymore.
A few of them waited quietly until after an hour, He Yiming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the spirit retreated from the book.
While everyone is waiting for him. His spirit has fallen into the whirlpool. However, to his surprise, the boiling blood in the whirlpool did not seem to have any effect on him, even the most subtle damage.
His heart was immediately settled, and his heart was amazed.
In the feeling of martial arts, the sacred king of the sacred king, the sacred king will kill the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the arrogant world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big, the princes, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the arrogant world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the big Zhou dynasty Will kill the gods of the gods, the king of the throne, seek the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the less the big Zhou royals, the suction in the whirlpool, He Yi Ming has already understood that he may have been an ancient demon.
If you want to use spiritual power to enter this void, you can't say no, but you must do it under certain circumstances.
If there is no preparation to put the spirit into the book of Shinto, then the only end is that the spirit is drawn into the whirlpool and never born.
However, this ancient demon can not think of it, his body is special, although the vortex here can inhale the spirit, but the power inside can not hurt himself.
Because the power in the blood is the coagulation of Changzhou Hao's family, I have already mastered this kind of power, so under the same power system of the same root, I can't bring any harm to him.
Looking up, the scenery in front of me seems to have changed again.
The endless whirlpool seems to be a huge, constantly rotating mirror, with countless patterns on these mirrors, which combine to form countless magical changes.
He Yiming looked at it all in a stunned manner. Slowly, these patterns seemed to have entered into his mind spiritually, and they were automatically arranged in his mind.
In a flash, He Yiming saw many vivid pictures, the only common feelings of these pictures,
Individuals with powerful powers were killed, and their bodies were broken open in the eyebrows of their heads. In the intersection of some flesh and blood in their bodies. There are white beads.
He Yiming’s brows rose, and he immediately knew that those who were cruelly killed were actually powerful sages, and the relics in their bodies were taken out in this way.
All the relics were collected, and the largest relic in the eyebrows was even more plunging.
A sage can provide three to nine relics after death, but among these relics. Only the relic of the eyebrows is the biggest, and the life force that is fierce is also the most powerful.
Slowly, one hundred and eight relics were collected and arranged in a bizarre way.
He Yiming clearly saw that among these relics, there are seventy-two ordinary relics, but there are thirty-six, but it is the kind of big relic that belongs to the eyebrows.
Then, standing alone in these relics, he suddenly opened his mouth. A stream of blood spouted out, and the blood was turned into a drop of blood in the air, and evenly spread to these relics.
A strange scene appeared. These blood beads flooded with magical light and gradually entered the relics.
He Yiming's eyes are faintly radiant. In the center of this vortex, countless knowledge about blood power has entered his mind. Let him understand that there is a powerful and magical power in the blood of mankind.
Although this power does not belong to the power of the Five Elements, it has nothing to do with the energy of the outside world. But the mystery is not under the rest of the power.
At this moment, he even has such a feeling.
In the outside world, it is a huge cosmic world, but every human being itself. It is also a cosmic world. It’s just that the power of the single world of the universe is too much for the power of the outside world, and that is nothing at all.
day to day. Year after year, when countless blood beads infiltrated the one hundred and eight relics.
The power in the relics was finally provoked. They stood up and turned into a foggy person. A red fog man.
At this point, He Yiming understood the origin of the fog man controlled by the ancient demon.
However, what makes He Yiming feel amazed is that the ancient devils use less than one hundred relics, and the relics in this vortex are full of one hundred and eight.
However, he quickly understood the gap.
When the foggy people in the whirlpool stood up, a huge pressure suddenly came.
He Yiming’s mental strength is already extremely tenacious and powerful. But with this pressure, it suddenly shudders. He just wanted to stick to resistance, and this pressure suddenly increased. Just between the moments. The strength of this pressure has already reached the limit that He Yiming can bear.
There seemed to be a loud noise in his ear, as if there were countless bombs exploding in his ear. Let him fall into a situation of deafness.
Subsequently, He Yiming saw it faintly, and the person waved freely.
Suddenly, the world has changed, countless vortexes have completely collapsed, and today it is under his enormous power. All the pictures disappeared, and everything with a whirlpool disappeared.
Whole today between the earth. There is only one blood red, even the air.
He Yiming suddenly slammed. When he opened his dual purpose, his spirit has already withdrawn from this magical book of Shinto.
He is deeply absorbed. Enjoy the knowledge of the blood power you have received.
He finally understood what these patterns represent.
This book is the most advanced method of blood power, using 108 different parts of the relics, and then using some strange secret method to refine ~EbookFREE.me~ then after a long time, naturally will condense Become the kind of red fog.
Once the fog is formed, it will become a powerful opponent that is more difficult than the sage.
Once the blood fog people are in contact with people, they can invade each other's body and take advantage of each other's blood to strengthen themselves.
Because this is made by the exercise of blood power, there is a certain mysterious connection between the fog and the body. The ontology can completely control the action of the fog man and command as desired.
And unless it is a strong presence like thunder and lightning, the fog people can't be killed or injured at all.
I remembered the power of the fogman in the coagulation process, and He Yiming’s vest was a cold sweat. Fortunately, the ancient demon cultivated only a person who was not broken. If he is made into a complete body of blood fog people. Then today's victory is only going to be completely rewritten.
But he changed his mind. Suddenly relieved.
If the blood of the whole body is so well trained, the world will not become the world of blood and fog. (To be continued)