Lu Ming closed his eyes and quietly digested some of Kowloon's memories.

This part of the memory is very precious, including the cognition of many genius earth treasures, and most importantly, the cultivation experience of Jiulong.

Jiulong, but the peak powerhouse of the Martial Emperor level, how valuable is his cultivation experience?

Lu Ming slowly digested.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed, and Lu Ming opened his eyes.

There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

In Kowloon's memory, there is also a chaotic artistic conception.

In Jiulong's memory, the chaotic artistic conception is the emperor of thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, and the power is amazing, but it is also extremely difficult to cultivate.

Especially when making breakthroughs, it is very difficult to transform the artistic conception into the prototype of the field.

Lu Ming had long known this, when he used the Condensation Pill, it had almost no great effect.

Ordinary martial artists, even if they don't have the Condensation Pill, slowly dissolve the artistic conception runes and melt into the spirit gods, one year, two years, it's fine.

However, the difficulty of cultivation in the chaotic artistic conception is hundreds of times that of the ordinary artistic conception, that is to say, Lu Ming's step-by-step cultivation, if he wants to cultivate the prototype of the realm and step into the supreme level, it will take at least a hundred years.

Hundreds of years is too long, for Lu Ming, it is too long.

"No, these hundreds of years are the golden age of my cultivation, if it takes hundreds of years to cultivate the chaotic artistic conception, this is equivalent to wiping out my potential, not only other Tianjiao will leave me far behind, my potential will also be exhausted, and my future achievements will be limited!"

Lu Ming thought in his heart.

After half a ring, Lu Ming gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Fight!

Based on Jiulong's cultivation experience, Lu Ming found a way.

This method allows Lu Ming to condense the prototype of the realm in a short period of time, but there is a great risk, if one is not careful, it will be a regressive cultivation, and it will be difficult to progress from now on.

The most important thing is that the body and spirit are destroyed!

However, Lu Ming still decided to give it a go.

Any peak powerhouse has experienced many hardships and tribulations, and I have never heard of anyone who can reach the peak smoothly.

Put together!

Lu Ming made a decision.

And, right here.

Here, no one should be able to break into this place except him, and it is an excellent place to break through the retreat.

Closing his eyes, after half a day, Lu Ming's heart fell into an ethereal state, adjusting the state to the best.

Roar!

Then, the Nine Dragons bloodline emerged, roared, rushed into Lu Ming's eyebrows, and appeared in Lu Ming's sea of knowledge.

Somewhere in Lu Ming's sea of knowledge, an artistic conception rune was suspended, filled with chaotic brilliance.

It was Lu Ming's Chaos Artistic Conception Rune.

Suddenly, near the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune, the Nine Dragons bloodline emerged.

Roar!

Suddenly, the Nine Dragons bloodline roared and rushed towards the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune, a dragon claw, grabbing heavily on the Artistic Conception Rune.

Rumble!

The artistic conception rune made a loud rumbling sound, and Lu Ming felt that the entire world was turned upside down, and a tearing pain came out of his mind.

It took a long time to recover.

"Come again!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily, and Jiulong continued to grasp the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune with one claw.

Yes, that's Lu Ming's method.

In a brutal way, blast open the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune, and then in a brutal way, merge it into the spirit.

This way is absolutely crazy, and if you let people know about it, you will be scared to death.

But without a doubt, the most effective and time-saving.

Boom, boom, boom...

In the sea of knowledge, Jiulong continued to attack the chaotic artistic conception rune.

At first, Kowloon only dispatched one dragon claw, and slowly, the number of dragon claws increased, and two dragon claws and three dragon claws were dispatched.

Ten days later, the nine dragon claws of Nine Dragons dispatched together, constantly bombarding the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune, the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune, and violently vibrating.

Click!

I don't know when, the chaotic artistic conception rune made a clicking sound, and a crack appeared on it.

Burst!

At this moment, Lu Ming's body shook wildly and vomited blood.

But in Lu Ming's eyes, he didn't panic, but showed joy.

"Go on!"

Nine Dragons continued to bombard the Chaos Artistic Conception Rune.

As time passed, the cracks in the chaotic artistic conception runes continued to increase.

Another ten days passed.

Suddenly---

Touch!

The Chaos Artistic Conception Rune exploded throughout, and in Lu Ming's mouth, blood spurted wildly, and Lu Ming's eyebrows even cracked a gap, and blood flowed out.

But Lu Ming couldn't care about it.

"Melt me!"

Lu Ming roared, and a powerful attraction came out from the dantian spirit god, attracting the fragments of the chaotic artistic conception rune to the spirit god.

Whew...

All the fragments of the Chaos Artistic Conception flew into the spirit god.

At this moment, the spirit god swelled for a while, emitting ten thousand rays of light, and almost exploded.

This step is the most dangerous, if you are not careful, the spirit will explode, the body will collapse, and the body and spirit will be destroyed.

"Suppression!"

As soon as his mind moved, the bloodline of the prison stele appeared in the dantian, suspended above the spirit god, and suppressed the spirit god.

At the same time, the third bloodline appeared on the top of Lu Ming's body, and a force shrouded down, enveloping Lu Ming's entire person in it.

That's the whole solution.

Lu Ming eradicated Jiulong's cultivation experience, combined with his own conditions, set up a complete plan, and with the help of his three bloodlines, he completed this step of leapfrogging.

The spirit god that was on the verge of collapse was finally suppressed, and it fused with the fragments of the chaotic artistic conception to condense the prototype of the realm.

Lu Ming closed his eyes and cultivated wholeheartedly.

Time passes day by day.

......

Endless distance away from the Divine Desolate Continent, in a hidden place in the White Feather Continent, there is a messy stone forest, and in the stone forest, there is an old stone platform.

Emperor Yi stood by the stone platform, anxiously waiting.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the stone platform emitted light, and then the light became brighter and brighter, and finally, on the stone platform, a vortex was formed.

Suddenly, a figure appeared from the black whirlpool, one, two, and finally a total of ten figures appeared, and flew out of the whirlpool.

As soon as the ten figures flew out, the whirlpool on the stone platform disappeared.

As soon as he saw these ten people, the emperor's face immediately showed a respectful look.

Ten people, led by one person, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with long and narrow eyes, between opening and closing, there were sharp flashes.

Behind the young man, there were nine people, some old men and some big men, all of them with a strong aura, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

"Emperor Yi of the Emperor's Side, meet Emperor Xian's son!"

Emperor Yi hurriedly bowed down and saluted the young man.

"You're the Emperor?"

The young man's eyes flickered at him, with a hint of disdain.

"The subordinate is Emperor Yi!" Emperor Yi hurriedly said.

"Hmph, Emperor One, you are really a waste, you can't even take a Divine Desolate Continent!"

Emperor Xian scolded coldly.

Emperor Yi's face was ugly, but he didn't dare to refute.