Ye Feng's mind was calm, and according to the cultivation technique of the Blood River, he guided the corpse qi and surged towards his heart.

The heart is the origin of zombies.

Whether it is a corpse pill or a small amount of essence blood, it is all contained in the heart.

The resilience of zombies is very terrifying, and Ye Feng believes that even if his head is cut off now, as long as he is connected immediately, he will not die. But if the heart is destroyed, then he is really dead.

Wisps of corpse qi as black as ink poured into his heart, giving Ye Feng an illusion, as if his heart had started beating again.

The pitch-black hair swayed with the breeze, and Ye Feng's skin like mutton fat jade was gradually covered with a layer of metallic luster, and at the same time, blood-colored lines covered his whole body like tattoos.

The nails of the ten fingers glow with black light, and there are faint flashes of lines rich in the mystery of heaven and earth, which makes people can't help but be fascinated by them.

Wisps of evil qi were attracted and surged towards Ye Feng's heart.

Endless evil qi condensed in Ye Feng's chest, as if it had turned into a black hole.

"Although zombies are not human, they also have blood, but there are very little, very little!"

"Blood River, in the final analysis, is actually cultivating blood, the blood of zombies!"

In the heart, a drop of essence blood slowly overflowed, wrapped in a corpse qi as black as ink, and ran along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

"The first weight of the blood river, split!"

"Whoa!"

Suddenly opened his eyes, and Ye Feng's eyes full of blue light were filled with a touch of coldness.

"Whew!"

The skin on his chest was cracked, and a drop of blue blood was like a dream, between the virtual and the real, suspended in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng's right hand was slowly raised, and his dark nails rippled with a strange aura.

"Whoa!"

Fingernails scratched through turquoise blood.

It was as if the cloth had been cut, and the drop of blue blood split in two.

Ye Feng's eyes were like electricity, and there seemed to be tadpole-like runes circulating in them.

"Buzz!"

The turquoise blue blood that was split in two shook abruptly and fell towards Ye Feng's eyes.

"Now that I've awakened the Nightmare Pupil, then, use my eyes as the source of the Blood River's power!"

The blood river is the first, condensing the source, and creating more blood through the zombie essence blood in the source.

Although essence blood and blood are different, if Ye Feng has so much blood like a human being, his power will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes.

In the depths of the eyes covered by blue light, a little blush slowly emerged, like the eye of a needle.

"Gollum!"

Inexplicably, a sound like spring water flowing sounded in Ye Feng's body.

A trace of corpse qi poured into Ye Feng's eyes, which was purified by a mysterious power, and then turned into even darker corpse qi. At the same time, a drop of blue blood overflowed from the source and flowed down the veins.

"The first weight of the blood river, it's done!"

Feeling a drop of blood created by the source of his eyes, a happy smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.

The first triple cultivation of the Blood River is actually very simple, and only when it reaches the fourth level will there be a bottleneck that is difficult to overcome.

After all, once you cultivate to the fourth level of the Blood River, you can affect the blood in the body of a living being.

Cultivating the Blood River to the first level, Ye Feng didn't rush to continue cultivating, and got up slowly, the blue light in his eyes was restrained, "Although the Blood River can purify corpse qi and produce blood, relatively speaking, the improvement of my combat power is not large, unless I break through to the fourth level." So, I'll first cultivate the Blood Shadow Hand. ”

In my mind, the content of the Blood Immortal Hand cultivation came to mind.

Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, Blood Hands, as the name suggests, this martial art has a lot to do with blood.

"Need creature blood as a medium?"

"Here you go!"

At this moment, the figure of Tiansuan Xing roared from a distance, and he was carrying a beast that resembled a wild boar but exuded evil aura all over his body.

"Bang!"

Looking at the fierce beast that rolled down under his feet, Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly squatted down, his sharp nails directly cutting through his skin.

"Apprentice, what are you doing here?"

"Cultivating martial arts!" Ye Feng replied without raising his head.

"Cultivating martial arts?"

Tiansuan Xing half-squinted, looking at Ye Feng's middle finger stained with the blood of the fierce beast, and immediately got up, his palm was raised, and his five fingers kept flicking, rich in a strange rhythm.

The middle finger was stained with the blood of the fierce beast, and Ye Feng poured wisps of corpse qi into it according to the cultivation method of the Blood Immortal Hand.

Suddenly!

The blood stained on the middle finger emitted a ghostly glow.

"Smack!!"

Ye Feng didn't know how powerful this blood hand was, so he slapped his backhand on the dying beast.

As soon as the palm fell, the entire back of the fierce beast was dented, and it instantly lost its breath.

"Looks like this bloody hand doesn't have much power?"

Looking at the fierce beast with open skin on its back, Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Oh, that's not right!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he squatted next to the fierce beast again, reaching out to tear the fierce beast apart.

"Damn, what kind of martial arts are you?"

Tiansuanxing, who was standing next to him, changed his face drastically, looking at the fierce beast that was torn apart by Ye Feng.

"Freeze blood?"

As the beast was torn apart, grains of frozen blood rolled to the ground.

Tiansuan Xing also squatted next to the fierce beast, picking up a frozen drop of blood, his eyes were full of shock, "I said apprentice, isn't your martial art a bit too exaggerated?" Can you freeze blood? And there's no chill at all! ”

"It's not that simple!"

Ye Feng shook his head, looked at the surprised Tiansuanxing, and said, "Master, this seems to be a means between martial arts and Taoism!" ”

"Tell me!"

"I can't tell you the specifics!" Ye Feng smiled bitterly and raised his right hand, the blood of the fierce beast stained on his middle finger had disappeared.

Tiansuan Xing looked at Ye Feng's raised middle finger of his right hand, and his pupils contracted suddenly, "Could it be a blood spell?" ”

"Cursed?"

"Spells are not curses, it can only be said that curses are one of the spells!" Tiansuanxing's eyes flowed with complicated colors, and he looked at his apprentice and said, "As we all know, all spells are biased towards evil, and most spells require flesh and blood sacrifices. You are a zombie, and you are considered an existence of the evil family, but it is very suitable for the cultivation of spells. ”

"Ugh!"

Ye Feng's expression on his face froze, and he was very dissatisfied that Tiansuan Xing had classified himself as an evil camp, and said, "Master, whether it is a spell or a martial art, there is no such thing as good and evil. Only those who perform martial arts and spells can distinguish between good and evil. ”

"Huh, huh?" Tiansuan Xing shook his head with a smile and said, "What you say sounds very reasonable, but in fact, the spell is indeed very evil. Dao techniques and martial arts are mostly through the energy in the cultivator's body, and then hook the power of heaven and earth. But spelling is different, it is directly through sacrifice, to gain power. ”

Looking up at Ye Feng, who was dissatisfied, Tiansuan Xing smiled and said, "You wait for a while!" ”

After saying that, Tiansuanxing's figure moved, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes.