It is undeniable that the Wind Killer is a typical martial arts idiot, don't look at him on weekdays, he always looks indifferent to everything, but he has an obsession and even persistence for martial arts that is not inferior to others, if it weren't for this, he would not have become a terrifying and terrifying killer emperor at a young age.

After the divine consciousness established a connection with the blood jade statue, such a crazy text broke through in his mind, and the exposition of the words, the theory of the operation of the meridians, and the source of the essence and blood immediately made the Wind Killer doubly interested.

Sixty-three styles of blood, the record is the swordsmanship and martial arts of a blood god emperor named Luo Poison, the grade has reached the three grades of black flame, although the level is not very high, but the essence is obvious, the moves are clear, the sixty-three style sword moves contain thousands of changes in the broad and profound, it is indeed an extremely profound martial arts, although Feng Jueyu has never seen anyone practice, but at this moment in his sea of knowledge, there is a blood-colored figure wearing a short dress to dance a slender blade impermeable.

He just stood like this, as if Mount Tai was still and watched the figure surrounding him and unleashing the sixty-three forms of blood in a continuous manner, and Rao is wind killer was amazed.

"Wonderful!" Seeing the wonderful place, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but praise.

However, after watching it for a while, the figure suddenly disappeared halfway through the dance, and the Wind Killer was enjoying it, and at this moment there was an indescribable sense of depression, and his consciousness moved slightly, only to find that the blood halo layer on the surface of the blood jade figure did not know when it had healed.

"Could it be that if you want to learn the martial arts on this statue, you need to use your divine sense to forcibly break through the defense of the blood halo?"

Feng Jue Yu moved, and immediately triggered the return of the two qi of life and death, and the black and white sword blade transformed by the divine sense once again broke the blood halo layer into a hole that was even bigger than before, and as expected, the figure of the previous bloody sixty-three style swordsmanship appeared again, this time of course, it was from the beginning, but because the blood halo layer was broken very much, the image rehearsed a few more moves.

At this moment, Feng Jueyu had forgotten the purpose of coming to the Blood Clan, and his consciousness was deeply attracted by the swordsmanship of the Bloody Sixty-Three Styles, constantly urging the two qi of life and death, constantly breaking through the blood halo layer, each time longer than the last, and seeing more and more moves.

Finally, Feng Jueyu finished reading the Bloody Sixty-Three Styles, but unexpectedly found that another new martial art appeared later.

"Dripping Blood Divine Sword, Black Evil Second Grade, Blood God Emperor, Luo Poison Creation!"

Then another figure appeared, as before, the swordsmanship of the Blood Dripping Divine Sword was more exquisite than the Bloody Sixty-Three Styles.

Feng Jueyu has always been based on his own martial arts, he always felt that the martial arts of life and death impermanence were enough for him to break into the grand world, so he doubled his efforts under the evil sword, and for many years, his swordsmanship has indeed improved significantly, whether it is moves, methods, and even the comprehension of martial arts at every level has made extraordinary progress.

But these advances, still not satisfied Feng Jueyu, always felt that his subconscious, or from the fundamental aspect of the grand martial arts lacked something, these things are not experience, nor anything else, today he finally understood, in addition to experience, he still lacks an understanding of the grand martial arts.

To put it simply, it is the understanding of the "Tao".

It is impossible to study the origin of the "Dao" of the grand plan, but in this regard, it is completely possible to learn from the strengths of all families, make up for the shortcomings, and comprehend little by little from those complicated and ever-changing moves, practice methods, and rules of the Dao, so that we can move towards the realm of reaching the peak......

For example, this Bloody Sixty-Three Style, if you look at it simply, he is a kind of Black Flame Three-Rank martial art, but if you ponder it repeatedly and comprehend it carefully, Feng Jueyu has discovered the method of blood cultivation from it, and the Bloody Sixty-Three Styles actually contain a way to turn the power of essence and blood into true yuan, isn't this the cultivation method of the official blood clan?

According to the route of the blood clan's cultivation line, with Tiandu and Earth Yin as the mainstay, as long as the above two aspects are understood, anyone can make the blood clan's exercises and practice the blood clan's martial arts.

Everything is the same!

In an instant, Feng Jueyu suddenly became clear, what hundreds of tribes stand in a forest, each has its own differences, this is all the rhetoric of each race to elevate itself, the world is still this world, a hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, ten thousand years ago, no matter what it is, this world is also the world now, only a long time ago, because of the different views of the portal, the difference in cultivation, and the difference in qi, it was divided into the hundred tribes of the world, and then multiplied so far, there are twelve of the most powerful royal families, what madness, barbarianism, soul, and demon ...... All kinds of forests are not all bred from ancient times, as long as you understand the method of exercising gong, you will naturally find the trick to study.

This is the so-called "inseparable".

No matter people, things, things, or even the world, everything changes, and it does not deviate from its origin......

One reason, one hundred reason!

Unconsciously, Feng Jueyu slowly moved with the thoughts in his heart, to refer to the sword, and jerkily practiced the set of swordsmanship of the sixty-three styles of blood, it was in this wonderful realm that there was no distraction, Feng Jueyu naturally left the blood space, in the cave, with the gradual activation of the skills and sword moves, a faint red light flashed at the fingertips, Feng Jueyu did not know that he had now opened a door, which not only brought him into the new martial arts field, but also more likely to make up for the shortcomings of his own martial arts, at the same time, the so-called method that only the blood clan can practice also subconsciously opened up a bright road for him to the peak of martial arts。

That was for later, and it was too early to tell.

However, it is obvious that under the impermanence of life and death and the skill of the four veins, Feng Jueyu can also use his own essence and blood to perfectly interpret this unique sword technique from the Blood God Emperor Luo Poison.

The fingers moved and fell, and the inextricable wisps of qi began to slowly condense at the fingertips, and after a while, a three-foot-long finger sword light faintly appeared, and Feng Jueyu was still deep in the unconscious wonderland, and the sword skills and sword moves were connected one by one, and the vast swing was endless, and in a moment, the cave in the exotic land of the Blood Dome Temple was full of vertical and horizontal sword qi......

Perfectly interpreted a set of bloody sixty-three styles, Feng Jueyu was already sweating, this is not because his true yuan is not enough to perform this set of unpredictable top swordsmanship, but the reason why his comprehension of the Tao is not profound, the sixty-three styles of bloody blood may be counted as a top-level swordsmanship in the periphery of the grand world, but in the eyes of the Blood God Emperor, it is just the most ordinary sword technique, which has been continuously improved and corrected by the Blood God Emperor, which contains extremely profound martial arts philosophy, so it makes Feng Jueyu sweat profusely.

However, after practicing this set of swordsmanship, Feng Jueyu became refreshed after learning it, and he did not feel the fatigue after the battle against the nine-eyed blood tarantula just now, although the true yuan had not fully recovered, but now it was fine.

Collect and stand firm, a long breath came out of his mouth, the blood halo on his body slowly faded, and a drop in the heart marrow wandered all over the meridians, stimulating the essence and blood to surge in all directions, and the true yuan was also peaceful, and then he looked at the Honghe blood pendant in his hand, and the corners of his mouth unnaturally hooked up a satisfied smile.

"This thing is really a treasure, even if it can't destroy the blood clan, leaving this blood pendant, Mei Shangyou will have a pain in his flesh. ”

Thinking contentedly, Feng Jueyu hurriedly put away the Honghe Blood Pendant and threw it in the Hongyuan space, with this Blood Pendant, in the future, you can get all the martial arts in the blood jade statues, and now in the Southern Zhou Realm, some of the seventy-two fierce demons in the hand of the Evil Emperor are also blood clan masters, if these martial arts are taught, it won't be long before some of the seventy-two fierce people will become masters of one side alone, serving for the destruction of Wanyue Heavenly Palace.

After putting away the Honghe Blood Pendant, Feng Jueyu came to Huang Tianjue's side and checked his pulse, and Feng Jueyu's brows furrowed again.

Huang Tianjue's situation is very bad, although there is still vitality, but the qi is so weak that the lamp is dry, he called a few times, but there is no response, which shows that the divine consciousness has been damaged, but to what extent, Feng Jueyu is not sure, or Huang Tianjue is like everyone here, and the divine consciousness has been devoured by the nine-eyed blood tarantula.

Opening the Hongyuan space, it took a lot of effort to send Huang Tianjue into the Hongyuan space, Feng Jueyu looked at the living dead people hanging on the top of the cave again, pondered for a while, and decided to take these people away, and when he went back, in case Huang Tianjue couldn't wake up, he could borrow those people as shiyan products to think of a way.

After taking a turn in the cave, Feng Jueyu took in thirty "living dead" before heading out of the Outer Land......

......

According to Feng Jueyu's idea, this is the case, after going out, just find a few places to pass by and cause a mess or two, but it backfired, he just walked out of the door of the blood halo, and he heard a burst of rustling and fragmentary footsteps outside, and half of his body just leaned out, and suddenly, several fierce winds whistled to his ears.

A dazzling silver light flashed in front of him, extremely dazzling, obviously the cold light refracted by the weapon, the cultivation of the person who shot was not low, with his cultivation, he felt that the hairs on his body were forced to stand upside down by the cold, but Feng Jueyu did not show any panic, he stomped under his feet suddenly, and his body leaned forward to pass those cold rays, and then his body spun up, and he rushed out of the Blood Dome Temple.

Came to the wet and muddy land outside the forbidden land, dozens of blood clan masters appeared in front of him in all directions, cold blades alternately, dozens of pairs of vicious eyes fell on him at the same time, at this time, a contemptuous voice behind him slowly sounded with a thick hostility and murderous intent: "Your Excellency actually went deep into the forbidden land and came out unharmed, Lu really admired." ”