The first weight of the dark night exercise, the moonlit night, the transportation capacity is like the moon in the body, and the power of the blood veins penetrates the acupoints and meridians. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The second level of the dark night exercise, the starry night, is like a starry star, scattered and collected, and the power of the blood vein is released, hooking the stars in the night sky, forming a cycle of external force and the power of the body's blood veins.

In the center of the Qianli Royal Tombs, with the ancient tombs at their feet as the root, the power of the undead converged into a river, accumulating around the body of the rising night, and gradually merged into the whirlpool driven by the power of the bloodline.

This ancient tomb was originally located in a low-lying mountain col, and due to the convergence of the power of the Nightrise bloodline, a cold and mysterious aura gradually swallowed this ancient tomb.

Although Ling Mo and Jiang Zhaoting knew that Yesheng Xiu had the power of the bloodline of the undead, but in just such a moment's effort, they tossed such a big movement, especially the kind of cold and bone-chilling cold, so that the two of them could no longer care about anything else, and they both stared at the direction where Yesheng was.

Ao Bosen was even more surprised, and a huge wave turned in his heart, as Ao Bosen, who had a powerful divine bat bloodline, because he could easily devour the bloodline power of other attributes, he had never looked down on those opponents who were equal to his own strength. The undead qi that Ye Sheng had gathered at this time put a lot of pressure on Ao Bosen.

Nightrise in the center of the whirlpool, the exercises became more cautious.

The majestic power of the undead made Yesheng feel pressured, and he could even vaguely detect a trace of strange power in this overflowing power.

The Night Ascension body can contain bloodline power of different attributes, but all the power must be filtered by the power of the night's bloodline before it can be converted into its own use, and the mixed power in these undead breaths must undoubtedly be filtered out.

When the power of the undead became more and more intense, the dark kun in the sea of night-rising souls came out, "Night-rising, don't waste these undead breaths, don't filter them, absorb them directly, your body can withstand the power of different attribute bloodlines." ”

Yesheng nodded, although the time of the whole night seemed like a lot, but with such an abundance of undead breath, if it was filtered a little, it would not be able to absorb it at all. After receiving the approval of the Immortal Kun, the vortex of undead aura that had originally gathered around Nightrise's body instantly accelerated, and the power of the surrounding undead quickly moved closer to the location of Nightrise's body.

"Oh my God, it's actually the power of faith~"

"What a pure power of the undead~"

The Immortal Kun, who lives firmly in the Night Ascension Soul Sea, keeps shouting in the consciousness of the Night Ascension.

Yesheng asked, "Elder Stygian, I can feel that the aura of the undead here is strong enough, but there seem to be a lot of impurities in it, and what kind of faith power are you talking about?" ”

"You don't understand this now, hurry up and absorb the power of these undead, and when the power here is absorbed, I'll explain it to you~"

In the sea of nightrising souls, Stygian continued to absorb the breath of the undead absorbed through the nightrise, repairing his severely injured souls. The original cultivation of the Immortal Kun is the bloodline of the undead, and this power is undoubtedly the most replenishing thing, and the more the better.

This cemetery, which has existed for an unknown number of years, and how many unknown undead breaths it has bred, has now been absorbed into the body by the Night Rising and has become a good medicine to nourish the soul of the Underworld.

After all, the so-called royal family buried here, very few masters of that kind of strength would be buried here, so what the Night Ascension gathered was more of the undead aura of ordinary people and low-level bloodline cultivators.

Even so, it was enough for Hadesun's soul to be repaired to a more powerful stage. In particular, there is a trace of faith hidden in it, which makes the soul of the underworld more condensed.

Yesheng's body, after being washed and washed by a large amount of undead power, the meridians in the body became more tenacious, and the strength also unconsciously stepped into the fifth realm of blood fusion.

The undead aura around Nightrise's body became weaker and weaker, and the mist condensed by the undead aura gradually faded, and at the same time, the figure sitting on Nightrise became clearer and clearer.

Suddenly, Yesheng's eyes opened suddenly, and two terrifying gazes fell on a location in the depths of the mountain beam.

The direction of Nightrise's gaze shifts again, casting a shadow hidden behind an ancient tomb.

The phantom trembled slightly, quickly disappeared into the depths of the mausoleum, and muttered with some uncertainty, "Could it be that the kid has been discovered so far away?" ”

"Impossible, impossible, it's just a cultivator of the Blood Melting Realm, how could he find out about my existence."

A dark figure in the depths of the mountain beam also shook his head vigorously, unable to believe that Yesheng's gaze was looking at him just now.

In a farther position, two dark shadows watched the nightrise in the center of the cemetery, "It seems that this kid seems to have sensed, do we need to follow any longer?" ”

The other sneered, "What are you worried about?" With a kid who has just entered the middle level of blood melting, can he still fly? ”

"No, I always have a bad premonition, I can't do it today, we'll do it tomorrow night, and it will change later!"

"Okay, let's pack it up early and go back to the errand."

Nightrise sat in front of the stone tablet of the ancient tomb, and had already noticed that someone was peeping in the distance, but Nightrise didn't care too much, after this absorption of the breath of the undead, it made Nightrise have a new understanding of the power of the undead.

Deep in the Thousand Miles Cemetery, the remnants of the undead aura spread almost every inch of the corner, relying on its own existing undead bloodline, and the communication with the surrounding undead breath, Nightrise can at least sense any abnormal movement within a radius of ten miles.

Nightrise sat cross-legged like this, waiting until Styx combed through the undead aura he had absorbed, and then asked, "Elder Stygian, how do you feel now?" ”

Stygian Kun chuckled, "Yes, yes, after a few more times, my soul should be able to condense into a substance, and at that time, I can come out and move." ”

Ye Sheng's heart moved, "I'm looking forward to seeing the true face of the elder, but this kind of opportunity seems to be very difficult to meet." ”

Styx snapped his lips a few times, "Yes, but we can create this opportunity in the future." ”

"Then it depends on whether the opportunity is right or not." ”

Styx Kun smiled, "You always have to practice, and I know a place that will not let you have any psychological burden, but also condense your killing intent and strength." ”

"Where?"

Shenkun's voice sank, "With your current strength, it's still a little unqualified to go there, and I'll tell you when the time comes." ”

Yesheng knew that his strength was not enough, so he didn't mention it anymore, and asked instead, "Elder Immortal, what exactly is the power of faith you just said, could it be that I sensed it in those undead breaths just now?" ”

"Yes, if you can sense the existence of the power of faith, it is enough to show that you are gifted, but in fact, the most basic power of faith is an emotion, an energy that breeds from faith. ”

When you reach a certain level of strength, the power of faith will be the best shortcut to increase your strength.

It wasn't yet the stage where Nightrise came into contact with the power of faith, so Stygian didn't explain much to Nightrise. It's just that Stygian Kun was very impressed by Nightrise's perception of absorbing the power of the undead, and asked with some curiosity in his heart, "Have you already discovered those guys who are secretly peeping at you through the fluctuation of the undead breath?" ”

A cold light flashed in Nightrise's eyes, "Yes, two of them seem to be impatient, I hope to meet them tomorrow night." ”

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