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After staying for ten breaths, Mu Bai naturally discovered another seventeen blood paths. What puzzled and surprised him was that there was no longer a figure of seventeen cultivators on the seventeen altars, and he had not seen it on these ten blood paths.

Didn't they suffer the pressure?

Is this coercion mine alone?

As soon as such a thought appeared in Mu Bai's mind, it was out of control.

His thoughts turned, and he said secretly: "If they really passed through the blood path without bearing the coercion, it must be related to the essence blood of the Monkey King inheritance in my body." Oh my God, can this blood path continue to strengthen my physical body? Temper me to obtain and inherit essence blood? If so, how powerful will my physical body become once I pass through the blood path?"

After a slight pause, his brows furrowed, and he said to himself: "What are the thin thread blood droplets that appear in their bodies every time they cultivate? Is it also a kind of inheritance?"

"No, if all this is really a inheritance, then why do you still have to show the handwriting of entering the blood realm and sacrificing the blood coffin. Blood realm, I'm afraid that the end of this blood road is. It seems that only by passing through the blood path and entering the blood realm can the blood coffin be sacrificed. ”

"Blood coffin, if my guess is correct, I'm afraid that this coffin must have a connection with the corpse of the immortals. ”

"Even that god, the heaven and earth have existed for endless years, I really didn't expect that this time I would be accidentally hit by us to open the altar and open the blood path into the blood realm. Hasn't anyone opened the altar for endless years?"

A series of questions appeared, and it was obvious that Mu Bai couldn't figure it out.

In fact, how could he understand that there were a total of 9981 altars in this world maze, of which only eighteen were true, and the rest were illusory altars, once he stepped in, he would die.

When they were able to meet the real altar in their eighteen cultivations, they really had a supreme chance.

In a person's life, no matter how powerful you are, or if you have thousands of family fortunes, there are many opportunities that cannot be calculated and controlled.

Mu Bai took a deep breath, got up from the altar, looked at the blood path, urged the qi and blood in his body, and stepped out again.

Infinite coercion came to him, shrouding down, frantically refining his already strong body.

Bang!

Twenty breaths later, it was bounced back to the blood altar again.

At this moment, Mu Bai's eyes flickered, and his heart was shocked.

Although the twenty breaths were short, his physical body was a little stronger, and more importantly, at that moment, when he actually sensed the qi and blood in his body surging, he actually had a trace of connection with his Yuan Shen.

What kind of concept is this?

Mu Bai sensed the majestic qi and blood in his body, and muttered: "If I can use my divine thoughts to urge the power of my body, then wouldn't I be able to attack with my body power from a distance of a hundred meters?

Take a deep breath, urge the Yuan Shen, and try to mobilize the qi and blood in the body with divine thoughts.

Call!

Qi and blood surged, and the churning stopped for a moment.

In an instant, for Mu Bai, he was already pleasantly surprised.

Haha laughed, sat down cross-legged, and quickly recovered from the Brute Spirit Technique in his hand.

When he recovered, he stepped into the blood again.

This time, he spent fifty breaths on the road of blood.

After fifty breaths, when he retreated to the altar, his qi and blood and body became stronger, and with a movement of his divine thoughts, he could mobilize his qi and blood to attack.

Collect the gods into the blood, and the blood gods merge to become King Kong, which is the highest state of barbarian spiritual skills.

In other words, today's Mu Bai has already comprehended this layer because of Sun Wu's inheritance of essence blood and blood path coercion, as long as he takes more time, not only will his cultivation break through to the peak of the late stage of foundation building, but even his physical body will become a truly powerful body.

You must know that on the way to cultivation, whether you only cultivate spiritual energy or only cultivate the physical body, you must have a body area that can withstand your own cultivation, otherwise how can you attain the immortal path?

For these, Mu Bai, as a modern person, understands better than anyone else.

Take a deep breath, sit cross-legged like a clock, twist the magic technique in your hand, and feel the changes in the qi and blood in your body while practicing.

After a few hours, he stood up and stepped into the blood again.

This time, he walked straight to the middle of the bloody path and stayed for two hours.

For two hours, not only did I feel the coercion carefully, but even the surrounding environment was carefully examined and observed.

When he was bounced back to the altar again, not only did he have a deeper understanding of the blood of the gods, but even the aura in his body was suppressed even more thickly.

On the eighteenth blood road, on the eighteenth altar, Mu Bai enjoyed the opportunity that belonged to him.

Time passed day by day, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

During the ten days, the monks on the other seventeen altars returned to the altar once, and this time they returned, and a drop of blood appeared again in each of them.

When they saw Mu Bai still stupidly on the altar, they all showed disdain.

Huang Lei's eyes flashed blood, and he said coldly: "I can't even go on the bloody road, and I still want to get a chance in vain." Mubai, as long as you enter the blood realm, I will definitely make you unable to survive and die. ”

Li Hongshuang glanced at the figure of Mu Bai on the altar light cover, shook his head, sighed, and said to himself: "It seems that you are still the same waste without spiritual roots. It's a pity that you wasted an opportunity in vain. ”

After speaking, he sighed again, shook his head and stepped into the bloody road.

At the same time, Mu Bai stepped into the blood path, his body was like the wind, he swept quickly, and finally stopped dozens of feet away from the blood realm.

Boom! The overwhelming pressure roared from above, enveloping his body in an endless way, as if it was about to tear him apart.

His body trembled violently, and it was very difficult to even stand.

Multiply!

There was a soft sound, and a crack appeared in the skin, spilling blood.

"Mu Bai fool, this coercion is unstoppable, he will dissipate by himself!" At this moment, Li Hongshuang, who was on the other blood road, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted to Mu Bai through the blood mist.

Naturally, he didn't kindly remind the former, let alone give Mu Bai a part of the opportunity here.

It's that he really can't bear to see the guy he personally introduced into the door, so he dies here.

Mu Bai never dreamed that Li Hongshuang would actually remind himself out loud, looked up at the latter on the other end of the blood mist, smiled slightly, and ignored it.

"Hmph! fool!" Li Hongshuang scolded, ignoring the former, walking through the bloody road and entering the blood realm.

Mu Bai stood on the path of blood, bearing infinite coercion, his body trembled violently, his skin was bleeding, and even the Yuan Shen couldn't help but tremble.

This is the first time that such a change has occurred on this bloody road.

The primordial spirit trembled, could it be that even he had to become stronger because of this coercion?

As soon as Mu Bai thought of this, he was bounced back by a powerful coercion.

Bang!

fell on the altar, did not hesitate, sat down straight, twisted the magic trick in his hand, and urged the brute spirit gong.

A miraculous scene appeared, only to see that the blood stains on the skin not only did not dry up, let alone absorb back, but flowed out of the skin and gathered together.

Gradually, they all converged on their chests, the size of fists.

With such a change, even Mu Bai himself couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to continue to urge the magic trick in his hand.

Shout!

Suddenly, the fist-sized stream of blood detached from his chest and rose into the void, then fell into his skull with a thud and went straight into the sea of knowledge.

Call!

As soon as the blood mass entered the sea of knowledge, the Qibao lotus canopy that had been floating in it spun rapidly, exuding endless devouring power, and swallowed it in an instant.

Suddenly, the essence blood that originally belonged to the seven gourd babies in the seven holes on the Qibao lotus canopy surged wildly, quickly fusing with Mu Bai's blood. A connection to the heart and mind appeared on the lotus canopy.

For a while, chaos surged in the sea of consciousness, and the soul energy gathered, and even the primordial spirit exuded a unique aura that blended into it.

On the altar, Mu Baipan sat like a bell, twisting the magic with both hands, and letting the lotus canopy in the sea of knowledge continue to change.

Time passes minute by minute, and the day passes in a blink of an eye.

1 day, 2 days, 3 days......

For the past month, Mu Bai has always sat cross-legged like a clock.

At this moment, he had no breath, and even the blood veins flowing in his body seemed to stop.

At first glance, it looks like a dead person.

It's just that no one can understand that at this moment, his sea of consciousness is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The Qibao Lotus Peng is still the same, turning slowly, constantly devouring the chaotic power and soul energy in the sea of consciousness.

On the lotus canopy, the seven small holes have long been gone, fused together, one in a row.

On it, there was an illusory little figure formed by the convergence of soul energy, and its appearance was no different from him.

In the body of the illusory villain, the meridians are horizontal, and the blood flows.

Mu Bai stared at the illusory villain on the Qibao Lotus Canopy with the Yuan Shen, and was so shocked that he almost jumped out of the Yuan Shen Sea.

His thoughts turned, and he said secretly: "Mom, what is this? What is this? Is this the Yuan Baby? Could it be that I have become the Yuan Infant Monk?"

Obviously, this is not Yuanying, and he is not a Yuanying monk.

He naturally understands this.

Taking a deep breath, he said secretly: "Could this be my other primordial god? No, how is this possible! I haven't even obtained the method of cultivating the second primordial god, so how can I cultivate the second primordial god." What's more, the second primordial god I am pursuing is the body of an ancient ape. ”

Having said that, my heart was still excited.

Trying to calm down, his mind moved, and he tried to urge the illusory little man on the Qibao lotus canopy.

However, the illusory villain sat cross-legged on the Qibao lotus canopy, and did not even reflect at all.

Mu Bai tried many times, but finally had to sigh, shake his head and give up.

Although he can't figure out what happened now, he believes that one day everything will be clear.

At that time, perhaps this illusory little man will be one of his assistants.

Slowly got up, looked at the blood road, and said to himself: "Just one blood road, I have gained such a huge harvest, I don't know what kind of opportunity I will usher in when I enter the blood realm." Blood Realm, you're making me look forward to it more and more!"

After speaking, without hesitation, his body moved, and he stepped on the bloody road again.