Yu Ling clearly felt the sound of many capillaries popping all over his body, if he couldn't think of a way, it would soon be the turn of veins and arteries, until the whole person exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

There must be a glimmer of life to be found, and there must be something he has overlooked......

Yu Ling struggled to put aside the pain of her body, looked inwardly at the entanglement of the four forces in her body, and forgot all the other irrelevant external objects.

Just staring at the ...... Watching the disharmony between Xuanli and his own bloodline, watching the rampant of foreign blood, and watching the details of everything.

He suddenly noticed a problem.

If his bloodline was only suitable for the Dao Origin Technique, then there was no reason for him to be able to smoothly cultivate the Ancient Desolation Technique to this point, otherwise the contradiction between the two would have erupted long ago, making him go mad.

This illustrates...... There is another power hidden in his bloodline, which is consistent with the attributes of the ancient desolation technique.

Now, it's time to find out this power, only if the Ancient Desolation Technique becomes strong enough to digest all the foreign blood qi.

As for the future...... Whether there will be a more intense conflict between the power of the two completely different bloodlines is a matter for the future, if they can't survive now, what's the use of thinking so much.

However, Yu Ling felt that things might not be so bad, he now had a new guess, before he had cultivated Xuan Li, he had experienced the white light bath of the jade bottle, was it because the power of the jade bottle reconciled his bloodline, so that the contradictory and opposing forces of rigidity and softness could live together in harmony?

And he later focused more on the Dao Origin Technique, coupled with the help of Nian Yubai with the same bloodline during the Ice Domain, the power of "Soft" in his body was too strong, so that the balance was broken, so that such a contradiction was exposed at this moment?

This is all just speculation, at least Yu Ling can't figure it out, if this Rou bloodline power is inherited from his somewhat mysterious mother, then who is the other Gang bloodline power inherited from?

But the people of the Yu family don't have any special bloodline power.

These thoughts only passed through Yu Ling's mind, because he didn't have so much leisure to continue thinking deeply.

He was now a little grateful for the special force field of the barren mountain, his soul power and spiritual power were all suppressed by the seal, which meant that the Dao Origin Technique was completely in a state of invalidity and silence, and only the Ancient Wilderness Technique was left flowing and running.

This was the perfect time for him to bring out another force in his bloodline.

Yu Ling's Xuan Power was still surging, and Gu Huang Jue was also continuing to exert his strength, and his blood was as hot as magma, in stark contrast to his calm mind like ice and snow. He no longer urged the power of his own bloodline, but slowly suppressed it.

Without that powerful recovery ability, Yu Ling's body quickly became full of holes, and was shattered by the impact of foreign blood qi.

His vitality weakened little by little, but Yu Ling always suppressed the power of the "soft" bloodline, allowing the foreign blood qi to occupy his whole body.

However, strange things happened, his mystical power gradually merged with those blood and qi, it was impossible to say who was digesting whom, it was like two glasses of water poured together, you have me and I have you, you are me and I am you.

"Click-"

I don't know what shattered.

The wind and clouds surged in the depths of the bloodline, as if there was a male lion who had been sleeping for many years, slowly opened his eyes.

It was killing and blood, destruction and madness, a powerful and domineering way that exterminated all living beings.

If it weren't for being forced to this point today, Yu Ling wouldn't have known that such a terrifying and extreme power was still lurking in his body.

The ancient desolation seemed to have been reborn, completely breaking free from the shackles of the physical body, like a dragon going out to sea, like a tiger going out of the mountain, and launching a decisive impact towards the invisible shackles of the blood condensation realm.

"Boom!"

If it doesn't work once, then twice.

"Buzz!"

Yu Ling's whole body shook, and the seven orifices spilled blood, and the sharp pain that washed over his whole body made him almost lose consciousness, but perhaps infected by the madness and determination of the ancient desolation technique, Yu Ling gritted his teeth and continued to attack the impregnable level.

If it doesn't work twice, then countless times.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He couldn't tell if it was the sound of his heart beating, or the sound of his blood vibrating, or if his bones were shattering.

Without the power of recovery, death is no longer a distant event.

Every moment of Yuling, he wanders on the boundary between life and death.

If you don't succeed, you can't become benevolent, there is only a dead end.

With the extremes and madness of the ancient wilderness, he squeezed all the remaining vitality and strength and launched the last impact.

It's a desperate madness, an indomitable determination.

Life or death, in this moment.

"Boom-"

After a loud bang, the boundless color of blood occupied Yu Ling's entire consciousness until he sank into the endless dark space.

......

I don't know how long it has been, and time is always a very vague concept in the absence of any awareness.

When Yu Ling woke up, he was lying in a coffin made of ebony, but fortunately there was no cap on it.

He subconsciously moved his hands and feet, and although he was so tired that he didn't have the slightest strength, he still managed to sit up and see that everything was intact.

At the last moment, he thought in a trance that he was shattered and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, but he didn't expect him to really persevere.

He's alive, and it's good to be alive.

"I didn't expect you to be the last to come, but you were the first to succeed. A voice came from the side, and Yu Ling didn't even have the strength to climb out of the coffin, but reluctantly turned his head and looked at the person who spoke.

Xue Yuankong still had that very deceptive peaceful smile: "I originally thought it would be difficult for you to survive, after all, when I fished you out of the pool of blood, you couldn't see the shape of a human being, so I prepared a coffin for you, but now it seems that you don't need it." ”

Yu Ling didn't even have the strength to scold, although it was unlucky to lie in the coffin, but he was really tired and wanted to die, and after confirming that he was still alive, he lay down in a daze and slept peacefully.

After all, Xue Yuankong put so much effort into it, he definitely wouldn't kill him easily, it was better to rest and rest, and slowly recover from the feeling that life was worse than death.

The second time he woke up, Yu Ling's state was much better, his broken blood vessels, bones, and internal organs had all recovered as before, and the mysterious power of the Blood Condensation Realm was slowly flowing, giving him an indescribably powerful feeling.

It's just that he broke through too hastily this time, and it seems that he has to stay in the Blood Condensation Realm for a while longer, otherwise his foundation is not strong, and sooner or later it will affect his future cultivation.

Although this trip to the barren mountains was unlucky, his mystical power was indeed reborn, and it was a great comfort to go up a few buildings.

Most importantly, he discovered another hidden power in his bloodline.

Because of the power of this rigid bloodline, Yu Ling's Ancient Desolation Technique has become a little unknown to him, just like a sword out of the sheath, the light is sharp and dazzling, and there is no longer half a point of convergence, and the degree of sharpness seems to be a few points stronger than that of "Heaven Splitting Technique".

Yu Ling didn't know anything else, but he was at least sure that his attack power had reached an almost outrageous level, and it was obviously the early stage of blood coagulation when the realm was unstable, but the lethality of Xuan Li seemed to be even more exaggerated than in the middle stage of blood coagulation.

He suddenly remembered something, scratched his finger slightly, and watched the wound on his fingertip heal quickly in a second, as if it was no different from before.

But is this the restorative power unique to the Blood Condensation Realm, or is it the restoring power of his own bloodline?

Yu Ling pondered as he turned over and climbed out of the coffin, Xue Yuankong looked him up and down not far away, and after a long time, he showed a satisfied smile and asked, "How does the Blood Condensation Realm feel?"