While fusing black blood, the divine soul absorbed the essence of Yuanyang karmic fire through the sea of karmic fire, so that Jiang Han suffered the pain of tearing his soul, and the improvement of his divine soul and will was beyond his imagination. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But at the same time, the furious consciousness released from that black blood became more and more terrifying, and its intensity became stronger and stronger, and its increase even exceeded Jiang Han's ascension speed.

2000 drops, 2500 drops, 3000 drops... Time passed, and Jiang Han's divine soul fusion had exceeded four thousand drops of black blood.

Jiang Han's will is amazing, every time he encounters the violent consciousness in the black liquid, it is a direct collision and crushing, but as time passes, it is only a single collision... Jiang Han could no longer extinguish that violent consciousness.

"Just one collision... It is no longer possible to extinguish these ferocious consciousnesses. Jiang Han's heart was slightly cold, he needed to mobilize a larger amount of divine soul power, and only through collisions again and again could he win and continue to fuse black blood.

As a result, he was already constantly enduring the pain of the torn soul, and the consciousness of the soul would become more and more exhausted, and finally he would not be able to defeat the consciousness released by the black blood... Once this happens, Jiang Han's consciousness will be wiped out in an instant.

Death!

"How many drops are there in this black blood fusion? I don't know!"

"It's not enough, I have to devour the karmic fire at a faster speed, I have to sharpen my will faster, only in this way can I resist it!" Jiang Han's heart roared.

4000 drops, 4200 drops, 4500 drops, 4800 drops...

The violent consciousness released by the black blood became stronger and stronger, and even the consciousness of the ordinary god realm powerhouse collided with it, I was afraid that it would be instantly defeated, and Jiang Han still killed it again and again, but the time it took was getting longer and longer.

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In the bright world.

"Six thousand drops. The white-robed figure overlooked Jiang Han standing in the distance, Jiang Han's face was distorted, and the whole person released a violent aura, as if he was crazy, this is because Jiang Han no longer has the strength to control himself perfectly.

"The fusion of the true blood soul is only the first step of the overall fusion, can't you even go through this?"

This black blood, if you want to fuse it perfectly, is divided into two steps, the first step is to fuse the divine soul, and the second step is to fuse the physical body.

"The previous hundreds of inheritances all fell in the first step, and only two were able to fuse more than six thousand drops of divine souls, one Tian Yuan Realm inheritor failed after fusing seven thousand two hundred drops, and one was the peak of the World Realm who failed after fusing six thousand six hundred drops. ”

The strength of the berserk consciousness released by the black blood is related to the strength of the inheritor itself, so it is not necessarily the stronger the better.

"You have fused a full six thousand drops, in terms of will alone, it is indeed extremely powerful, even comparable to the world realm, but in my observation, this is close to your limit, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fuse seven thousand drops in the end... It's almost impossible to get through the entire lineage... Still can't you?" the white-robed figure shook his head and sighed.

The collision of consciousness is different from enduring pain, it is the collision of pure spiritual power, if you can win, you can win, if you can't win, you can't win, there is no luck!

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On the endless black earth, drops of black blood converged around Jiang Han's consciousness and continued to merge.

And in Jiang Han's divine soul, countless fierce and violent consciousnesses roared and roared, like demons, rampage and collided with Jiang Han's consciousness, wanting to kill his consciousness.

"Give me death!"

"Kill!"

"Suppression!"

Jiang Han's consciousness was divided into two parts, absorbing the essence of karmic fire while colliding with the violent consciousness, destroying these consciousnesses that were raging in his soul, and each victory would make him more tired, and more powerful opponents would come again.

It's like a never-ending cycle of reincarnation, and people can't see any hope of success.

But at this time, Jiang Han, he had fallen into madness, he had long forgotten the passage of time, and even forgot that he was fusing black blood, and there were only two thoughts left in his heart, absorbing the essence of karmic fire!

After abandoning all distractions and focusing on this, Jiang Han's consciousness enhancement speed miraculously increased a lot, allowing him to hold on longer.

6800 drops, 7000 drops, 7200 drops, 7400 drops...

Time passed, and the further he went, the faster his consciousness intensified, and it was impossible to increase faster than that violent consciousness, because his divine soul realm could not be improved all the time, and the karmic fire essence that the divine soul could absorb would eventually reach its current limit.

At this time, his divine soul had turned into a dazzling golden color, perfect and flawless, enough to surpass the divine soul realm of many powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm, and he was only one step away from the Yuan Shen Extreme.

But the violent consciousness released in the blood will only get stronger and stronger, and it was born for only one purpose... Kill Jiang Han's consciousness and exterminate all enemies!

"Boom!" a bloodthirsty and furious consciousness ran through. "Kill!" "Die!"

It was terrifying to the extreme, like a terrifying coercion that destroyed the world and swept in, full of destruction and killing meaning, if released in the outside world, this thought alone would be enough to turn the heavens and the earth upside down.

"Holy Realm!" "Violent consciousness at the level of the Holy Realm!"

The thousands of violent consciousnesses that were killed by Jiang Han before, although they were all fierce and terrifying, they all belonged to the innate level, and at most they were only the ultimate in the Transformation God Realm, so the confrontation process was long and difficult, but in fact, it was difficult to pose a substantial threat to Jiang Han

But at this moment, the furious consciousness released by this was raised to the level of the Holy Realm.

It seemed to be a slight difference, but in fact, it was a cloud and mud separation, and in an instant, Jiang Han felt that his consciousness had a tendency to collapse and destroy.

It's like!

The weight that I had borne before was a pound by pound, and a sudden increase of 100 pounds would only be a catastrophic consequence.

"Damn it's you!" Jiang Han's consciousness was like a knife, letting out an earth-shattering roar, leaping forward, colliding with the terrifying consciousness that swept in.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The two sides launched a crazy collision, both trying to kill each other.

Such a terrible collision made Jiang Han's soul tremble continuously, and a large number of cracks appeared on the body of consciousness, and they quickly cracked in all directions, and there was a possibility of collapse

Such a terrible collision of consciousness... The movement generated by the escape was naturally seen clearly by the white-robed figure not far away.

"Eight thousand drops! You're the first. The white-robed figure muttered to himself, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's still just a futile struggle, just the weakest Saint Realm consciousness will almost collapse you, and there are hundreds of thousands of Dao behind!"

"Collision after collision... Crushing, this alone makes me see any hope of success!"

The white-robed figure closed his eyes, his mind entered the dark earth, and at a glance, he saw the body of Jiang Han's consciousness full of cracks on the distant earth, the unruly sharpness that soared to the sky, and the fluctuation of faith that would never give up.