The mountain behind the Qin family is in a deep pool.

The surface of the pool, which was originally calm and waveless, was turbulent at this time, as if under the pool, a huge water beast was hidden, stirring the waves. The little fish in the pool, disturbed by this huge movement, fled far away.

After about five minutes, the pool suddenly shook, and ripples spread around. Immediately afterwards, a thick column of water rose into the sky, shooting straight out two or three meters high!

In the column of water, Qin Feng shot out and landed heavily on the open space by the waterhole. With a bang, there were even cobweb-like cracks on the solid earth and rocky ground.

Qin Feng wiped the water droplets from his face, his fists clenched, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound!

"In the deep water, cultivating the Savage Tyrant Body Technique is indeed much more difficult than on the ground! I can only hold on for five minutes now, and if I achieve the forty-eighth mantis slash, I will not be able to continue. However, my physical body also felt a hint of entry, which is a good thing. ”

Qin Feng's eyes were scorching, and he secretly thought to himself: "If I can cultivate the Savage Tyrant Body Technique in the water and persist in completing a hundred forms, my physical body will definitely be greatly enhanced!"

Cultivating the Savage Hegemon Body Technique in the deep pool not only has a strong water pressure, but also has a lot of resistance from flowing water, and the consumption of physical strength is extremely amazing. Because of this, this cultivation method can make Qin Feng go one step further!

After swallowing an ordinary pill to restore his strength, Qin Feng took a deep breath, jumped into the water, and went straight into the water!

The deep pool, which had just calmed down, once again set off turbulent waves.

Qin Feng's cultivation can almost be described as self-masochism. In his previous life, his foundation was not solid, which led to a slow progress in his cultivation. At that time, Qin Feng had exhausted all means to carry out masochistic penance, and only then did he break through step by step and cultivate to the realm of the Martial Emperor, reaching a height that most martial artists looked up to. When it comes to developing one's own potential, no one is better at it than Qin Feng.

For more than ten days, Qin Feng spent most of his time in the water every day.

Breaking through the limit again and again, Qin Feng persisted in the water for longer and longer, and played more and more Savage Tyrant Body Tricks. His physical body is also getting stronger rapidly.

Finally, in a cultivation process fourteen days later, Qin Feng successfully played a hundred styles in the deep water. His physical strength has increased to two thousand three hundred catties, which is a monster-level data for a martial arts apprentice. At this time, cultivating in the deep water, Qin Feng had no obvious progress.

However, Qin Feng was not satisfied. He tried to get Qin Ling to stir up his blood, swing the stick with all his strength, hit his body, and bruise himself all over his body, and then crawled into the pre-prepared medicinal bath bucket to repair his injuries.

The hot water of the medicinal bath came into contact with the bruises and swelling of the wound, and the pain was not much worse than the "bone devouring fluid", but Qin Feng gritted his teeth and survived.

In the continuous injury and repair, Qin Feng's physical body, which had almost reached the limit, finally ushered in a trace of strengthening, and his physical strength increased to two thousand five hundred catties.

However, this has indeed reached its limit. When Qin Ling hit Qin Feng with an iron rod again, without Qin Feng's defense, his muscles would automatically tighten, and most of his strength would be unloaded, and the remaining strength would not bring any injuries to Qin Feng.

The physical strength of two thousand five hundred catties is comparable to that of a fusion realm martial artist!

"Phew, I've done my best and prepared the best. Next, it's time to refine the atavistic bloodline. On the evening of this day, Qin Fengjing was shirtless and sat cross-legged on the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed out the fluctuating thoughts, and then pulled out the atavistic Nedan.

Qin Feng enveloped the Atavistic Inner Dan with both hands, and under the urging of the vitality, a trace of blood essence flowed out from the inside of the Inner Dan, along the meridians of Qin Feng's hands, divided into two strands, and poured into Qin Feng's body.

As soon as a trace of bloodline essence was introduced, Qin Feng felt the terrifyingness of the Atavistic Inner Dan.

In the general desolate level inner pill, the nature of the bloodline essence is relatively stable, so the burden on the meridians of the human body is not large. But this atavistic inner dan, its bloodline essence is extremely restless, like an untamable beast, full of violent aura!

Qin Feng's meridians, bursts of pinprick-like pain came, making Qin Feng's brows tighten, and he couldn't help but snort! You must know that Qin Feng's physical body has been strong to the point of metamorphosis, and the meridians are several times more flexible than those of martial arts apprentices of the same level! Such meridians feel pain when they receive the essence of the bloodline, so it is conceivable that if it is an ordinary martial arts apprentice who wants to refine the atavistic bloodline, what will happen to the meridians is broken, and it is the only result.

A ** blood essence, running along the meridians, soon came to the destination, Qin Feng's dantian qi sea!

Qin Feng's dantian qi sea is much more stable than ordinary people, and the qi sea space is also wider. That group of atavistic bloodline essence was constantly churning in Qin Feng's sea of qi, changing its form, and a violent aura came out.

By the time all the bloodline essence had been absorbed, the Inner Dan in Qin Feng's hand was only a thin empty shell. He threw away the shell and jumped directly off the bed, the Savage Tyrant Body was pulled apart, and the vitality began to work!

This is the necessary way to refine the bloodline, and the vitality passes through the sea of qi in the circulation of Zhou Tian again and again, refining the essence of the bloodline over and over again, until it turns into blood! This is also the origin of the name of the warrior realm. In this passing Qin, the vitality will slowly be transformed into blood qi, and the martial apprentice will also become a true martial artist!

The first stream of vitality passed through the sea of qi and coiled around in that mass of bloodline essence. That mass of bloodline essence immediately showed its tyrannical nature, and it became agitated greatly, constantly hitting Qin Feng's sea of qi! Qin Feng was so impetuous by the impact that he could only concentrate and ignore the abnormal movements of that bloodline essence.

Immediately after that, the second and third strands of vitality flowed through the sea of qi, constantly refining the essence of the bloodline. The blood essence was also ramming restlessly, never stopping at all.

The sea of qi that was replaced by an ordinary martial artist apprentice had long been knocked out.

Qin Feng persisted for a while, and as the refining of the Yuan Qi progressed, the blood essence in the sea of qi finally gradually became honest, and slowly began to converge and compress.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. As long as this bloodline essence is refined and compressed into a blood seed, then Qin Feng will be tantamount to success.

"Refining the Ancestral Bloodline, it seems to be easier than I imagined?, or is the most difficult level yet to come?" Qin Feng thought so, and then continued to urge the Yuan Qi to refine the blood seed.

As time passed, Qin Feng's sea of qi became more and more stable, and that mass of blood essence had been compressed to the extreme, about the size of a sesame seed like a seed. Qin Feng's vitality also gradually turned into the blood of a martial artist.

Suddenly, in the essence of the bloodline, an ancient aura spread! Immediately after, a blurred light and shadow rushed out from the bottom to the top, all the way into Qin Feng's eyebrows, the ancestral aperture!

Qin Feng's vision changed, and in a trance, he saw a fierce firebird with burning wings, flapping the fire wings, and the scene of red flames surging.

"This is a desolate level fierce bird, the Firewing Bird!" As the Firewing Bird's attack came to his face, Qin Feng's soul will also had a scorching pain, but for Qin Feng, this pain was nothing.

This is the final step in refining the blood seed, and the beast soul phantom contained in the bloodline of the fierce beast will send out an illusory attack, testing the spiritual will of the refiner. If the spiritual will is not strong enough, the beast soul phantom will disperse, then this refining will be equivalent to failure. Without the support of the Beast Soul Phantom in the Ancestral Aperture, the blood species in the sea of qi would soon dissipate.

The firewing bird raised its head to the sky and chirped, and suddenly the red flame on its body suddenly changed, flashing with cyan light. At the same time, the form of the Firewing Bird changed drastically, and it became twice as large as a fierce blue-feathered eagle!

"Barbarian fierce bird, Qinglan Fire Eagle!" Qin Feng recognized this fierce bird.

The Qinglan Fire Eagle flapped its wings, and the cyan fire feathers shot out all over the sky, and the sound of Duo Duo continued to sound in Qin Feng's ears, and it also sent out an illusory offensive, testing Qin Feng's spiritual will.

Qinglan Fire Eagle's attack power was more than twice as strong as that of the Firewing Bird? Qin Feng felt the slightest sharp pain coming, and it was estimated that ordinary people would be difficult to bear.

However, Qin Feng's spiritual will was very strong, and he withstood this round of attacks unequivocally.

The flames on the Qinglan Fire Eagle soon began to change color again, and its form also changed greatly! Just in the blink of an eye, the purple light burst out, and a phoenix with a beautiful body was born from the raging purple fire, looking up to the sky and chirping!

"Heavenly Purple Flame Fire Phoenix, the most orthodox line of the Fire Phoenix Clan" Qin Feng's heart shook violently, gritted his teeth, and shook his spirit. Sure enough, the next moment, a surging purple flame shot down, and Qin Feng seemed to be in a sea of fire, his soul was scorched!

The Purple Flame Fire Phoenix is undoubtedly a holy beast, and among the holy beasts, its strength belongs to the top-notch existence. Its test, of course, is also extraordinary.

After a long time, the purple fire dissipated. Qin Feng let out a long sigh of relief, if it weren't for the spiritual will that had been tempered in his previous life, he might have passed out a long time ago.

There was another chirp, which resounded in Qin Feng's ears.

"Isn't it?" The corners of Qin Feng's mouth were bitter for a while, and he watched as the purple flame of the Purple Flame Phoenix's body transformed into a pure golden flame, and in that raging golden flame, a small finch the size of a palm appeared with its wings flapping!

In terms of size, there seems to be no difference between this small finch and an ordinary house finch. The only difference is that the eyes of this little finch are golden, and it exudes a huge majestic aura that is not commensurate with its petite body, as if the master has descended, and it is powerful for nine days!

"Could this be the Supreme of Fire, the Divine Beast Vermilion Bird?" Qin Feng was already numb and muttered.

The monstrous golden fire swept in, and Qin Feng instantly felt as if he was in a flaming hell, with a pain that was burned from the depths of his soul! Vermilion Bird was known as the supreme in the fire, but it was an ancient fierce beast, and it was extremely terrifying.

Qin Feng bit his lip and stubbornly guarded the first line of clarity on the spiritual platform, preventing himself from fainting. If you pass out in a coma, you can be liberated, but it also means that all your work has been lost!

"Master is out of the way, I want to see if you, an illusory beast soul, can kill me!" Qin Feng's lips were bitten through the skin, and traces of blood poured out.