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The dots are as bright as stars, derived from flesh and blood, which are brighter than blood, and even have some substantial tendencies.

"Flesh and blood!"

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's eyes flashed with light, and there was a cluster of light in his body, and every wisp of blood and qi was integrated into every inch of flesh and blood, which was the transformation that occurred with the help of the Killing Bone Pattern.

However, when he mobilized his blood qi and wanted to connect the dots of flesh and blood into a piece and turn it into a misty blood glow, he couldn't achieve this last step even if the pure blood qi washed away again.

Stuck!

At this moment, the strength of his whole body is close to 10,000 catties of huge strength, which is absolutely unimaginable, you must know that when the peak of the martial arts casting body opens up the first divine treasure in the body, the strength of the whole body will have a skyrocket, and ordinary martial artists are only 10,000 catties of strength at the peak of the casting body!

"Why is that?"

couldn't help but groan, he obviously noticed that the flesh and blood in his body were produced by a little bit of Xixia, but he could never be connected, which also made the strength derived from his body always a little bit different from the power of ten thousand catties and a dragon horse.

"I don't believe it!"

The next moment, Qing Yanghuan gritted his teeth and once again attracted two pure blood qi and integrated them into his body, even if it was a condensed flesh at this moment, there was constantly blood qi directly erupting out.

However, even so, it was difficult to move forward and connect the blood glow, but under this huge oppression, he clearly felt that this blood qi was agitating faster, and it ran through the blood veins in his body.

It actually began to pour into the bloodline, this phenomenon was extremely familiar to him, this was the image of the third step of the body refining blood, this second step had not yet reached perfection, the third step had already begun!

"It's a vain!"

However, at this moment, a vague thought passed into his mind.

It's a stone spear!

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan looked towards the stone spear, he had been stuck by the waterhole before, but just when he was eager to know the words behind the stone spear, the stone spear was no longer speech!

"This ......"

Originally, there was some excitement on his face, what does the stone spear mean?

Soon, he figured it out, speaking of which he broke the appointment, from the time he rebuilt in the ancient forest before, he promised that the stone spear was not for nothing, and he would repay the pure blood qi tenfold, and later because of the matter of the Mu clan, almost all of them relied on the stone spear to get the thousand-year-old tree heart, so that the strength of the Qingyang clan had the possibility of improving.

Under this series of events, he seems to have forgotten the reward for the stone spear!

Apparently the stone spear was reminding him!

Looking at the pure blood qi that had not yet been absorbed, Qingyang Huan pursed his mouth, it seemed that even if the clan was fully supplying him with cultivation, the improvement of his cultivation could not be solved by just sufficient resources.

The flesh and blood Yun was stuck in the last step, and he could only appease the stone spear first, not to mention that as long as the stone spear was willing to speak out, the problem of his body would definitely be solved easily, and in a moment, Qingyang Huan would make a decision!

Stepping out of the waterhole and pulling out the stone spear, he first found his eldest brother Qingyangluan and told him that he was going out of the tribe again, after all, Daddy had already allowed him to go out, so naturally he didn't need to sneak around.

"Although I got stuck in the second step of casting, I am close to 10,000 catties of huge strength, which is enough to compete with some martial artists at the peak of casting, and this time I can go deeper in the ancient forest!"

Under the gaze of some clansmen, Qingyang Huan rode on a scaly horse and rushed out of the Qingyang Mountain Range.

I want to appease the stone spear!

He needs to hunt the fierce beast and make up for the stone spear uncle according to one to ten!

......

Three days later, on the top of a low mountain a hundred miles away from the Qingyang clan, Qingyang Huan sat under the boulder on the top of the mountain, which was just enough for him to look into the distance, and there was only one way to better defend.

In three days, he hunted and killed a total of twenty-three ordinary forging beasts, and handed them all over to the stone spear to absorb blood qi.

At this moment, there was a blood light blooming under his beast robe, but at this moment, the blood light passed through the beast robe, rendering a faint red light on the stone wall behind him, just like the morning glow falling, with a charming brilliance.

When the faint blood glow dissipated, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you, Senior Stone Spear!"

After just three days of fighting in the ancient forest, the bright points of light in the flesh and blood that had been tempered before had a tendency to be one after another.

This time he went out to hunt fierce beasts, he really went on the right track, and he has already come to his senses!

"It's the kid's impure mind, and every little careful thought is understood by the seniors. ”

Previously, he went out to the tribe to hunt the murderer to appease the stone spear, and then obtained the reason for the blood in the body from the mouth of the stone spear, but now it seems that the stone spear did not say that he expected to do so.

"That's... Stone spear senior, the kid's strength has improved, so he can hunt higher-level fierce beasts for you, right?"

"Hmph!" a cold snort sounded in his head, followed by the sound of a stone spear again.

"Martial arts cultivation has a limit, what kind of power you want to control, you need to refine yourself to what extent, the blood is not obvious, but your flesh and blood have reached the limit, that waterfall can no longer satisfy your tempering of flesh and blood, so that flesh and blood contain light!"

"What is the purpose of martial arts cultivation, it is to fight, even if your blood is like a glow of light, the accumulated blood power cannot be used to fight with all its strength, such as the command of the arm to control the power, what is the use!"

"Senior, the previous junior has a bloodthirsty impulse, and it seems that the killing bone pattern in my body is luring me to make a move!"

Shi Mao finally spoke out, and he naturally would not let go of the opportunity, such a personal preaching was the opportunity.

However, after the sound of the stone spear fell, he stopped paying attention to him, but in the blink of an eye, he reacted, and the killing bone pattern lured him

The feeling of bloodthirstiness and the fact that the blood does not converge in one place and turn into the sun, isn't it the same, or the reason why I can't control it!

Previously, he absorbed several times the blood qi of ordinary martial artists, and it seemed to be tempered to the depths of flesh and blood, but in fact, it was still virtual, and it could not burst out with real power!

And if you want to condense the void, you have to keep fighting, these three days of hunting the murderer is not in vain, the little light in the body has begun to connect into the sun, the martial arts casting body is not blindly condensed, but also needs to fight and run-in, so that the derived power can be refined into flesh and blood.

It won't take long to complete the second step of casting, and more importantly, he has also started the third step of casting!

"Within ten days, a hundred Forging Beasts!"

At this moment, the sound of the stone spear manifested in his mind again.

"Good!"

This time Qingyang Huan did not refuse, three days of fighting and the point of the stone spear just now, he had a clear understanding of his strength.

His skin is wrinkled, and his flesh and blood are true, but he has not fully exerted this kind of combat power, to put it simply, his martial arts level has reached, but his actual combat power is not matched, and he can't burst out of the power he should have!

"Is it in vain!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, he looked at the vast land filled with the smell of barrenness and blood, pulled out the stone spear pierced in the ground, and rushed towards the bottom of the ancient mountain.