One of the most complete laboratories in the Blood Refining Palace.

The Lord of the Blood Refining Hall fetched a very small crystal bottle. Shenxing Wuji only noticed that today seemed to be a little different, it was actually sent by the hall master himself, could it be said that the bloodline given to him today is very precious?

Hehe, for this group of dehumanizing things, there is still something that is precious? That's too hard, it has to be ruined. This is what Shenxing Wuji thinks in his heart, he is used to seeing the wealth and wealth of the Spirit Ghost Sect, and he has really never seen them cautious.

In the past, before each injection, there would be a show-off explanation, and today is no exception, but the person who showed off became the hall master of the Blood Refining Palace, and his tone was actually more awe and expectation today.

"God walks without taboo, as an experimental subject, you should be proud. Many of the high-level supreme bloodlines of my Spirit Ghost Sect are used on you, even if you die in the future, you will not live in vain. Hehe, it's just that I didn't expect you to have the honor to use my Spirit Ghost Sect's out-of-print Purple Thunder Original Blood, such a rich and powerful Purple Thunder Original Blood, I'm afraid the entire Blood Heaven Continent is unique, I hope you don't waste it!"

"Purple Thunder Original Blood?"

Ray: The thing that woke me up when I was a child? The thing that split the continent in the legend? Didn't you say that it was the blood of the gods? What... Only then did he see that in the crystal bottle, on the purple and bright liquid, there was still a little electric fire fox scurrying in it...

Shenxing Wuji is really shocked, he was born in a golden family, he knows a lot of things, coupled with the legend of As, although Shenxing Wuji has not really gone far, but he knows a lot of things.

It's not that I haven't heard of this thunder attribute bloodline, but because it's so bizarre, the world treats it as a myth. Mind you, it's a myth and not a legend.

Among them, there are two controversial and confusing theories that run rampant on the continent: one says that it is a bloodline cursed by the heavens, and the other says that it is the bloodline of the gods. Although there are different opinions, there is an indisputable fact that about every one or two hundred years, there will be one or two children on the mainland who can activate this bloodline.

It's just that even if they have activated and embarked on the path of cultivation of a blood warrior, no one has ever lived past the age of sixty. Sixty years old is just the lifespan of an ordinary person's life. How can this match this anti-heaven bloodline? This is also the fundamental reason why the cursed bloodline is becoming more and more marketable, and now it is almost unpleasant to smell about the thunder attribute bloodline for hundreds of years.

But that's the thunder attribute, the most powerful force between heaven and earth, and the power that the gods have in ancient mythology, but whoever has this bloodline, why don't they want to go against the sky, achieve the supreme, break through the supernatural powers, and incarnate into a god?

But facts are facts, and thousands of years of facts have told the world that this is a shackle that cannot be broken, this is a curse that cannot be unbroken, and this is a bloodline without a future.

However, in the eyes of a group of mad people who are crazy, daydreaming, and think that they can break the rules of heaven and earth and subvert history, this is another bright avenue, the blood of the gods, oh, what an attractive word.

When they have this kind of bloodline in their hands and suitable test subjects, how can these crazy people not covet the possibilities? As long as there is hope, they dare to go against the sky.

Even if he is ignorant, he has been here for more than a year, and his knowledge about the bloodline has long been different from what it used to be, and it is even deeper than that of nine out of ten people on the continent.

The blood of ordinary people is maroon-red and unremarkable.

Because the blood of low-level blood warriors has undergone breakthroughs and cultivation, they can absorb the energy of heaven and earth for their own use, and the color of their blood has begun to turn bright red.

Because of the attachment of the mid-level blood, a dull attribute color began to appear in the blood. But for the Blood Warriors, they were just more colorful.

When it comes to high-level blood warriors, it is possible to stimulate the color of the attribute without saying a word, but at this time, the color of the blood body gradually returns to its original nature, turning from bright red to dark red, and the attribute color is hidden in the depths of the bloodline, if you look closely, you can find that it is condensed and shiny.

This is the regular color of blood, but the Blood Heaven Continent is rich in species, and cultivation is the most magical creation. Therefore, there are many blood bodies of various colors, and the most eye-catching one is the Supreme of the Heavenly Realm. He and his descendants have faded from bright red blood to a radiant gold.

And today, this purple thunder essence actually has electric light and appearance, in a sense, this purple thunder essence is even more powerful than the golden blood! This is probably also the purpose of the spirit ghost sect to use it.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Shenxing Wuji had a very strange feeling, a little excited, a little scared, some refused, in short, it was a mixture. However, he swung his wrist, but he couldn't move. Shenxing Wuji laughed at himself, people are swords, I am fish and meat, do you have to choose?

Just quietly watched the vial of purple blood being pushed into the body, feeling the little numbness and stimulation flowing in the body.

"Have you started?" asked Yang Lao in the luxurious room.

"I don't know, we only got a copy of the purple thunder essence, and no one has ever used it! The last record was an experiment done by the wizard sect before, but that time it directly triggered the heavenly thunder, which hit the ground from the sky and turned into ashes!" Yin Lao said lightly.

"What, doesn't that mean that this time the water is lost? Yin Wuji, what do you mean?" Yang Lao heard that there was such a thing, and he didn't know it, so he didn't know it, and let the experiment continue, that is, it was ill-intentioned, could it be difficult?

Paying close attention to Shenxing Wuji's reaction, Yin Wuqian replied without replying: "Yang Dingtian, you better give me a quiet moment." I have a reason for doing this, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!" No matter what Yang Dingtian's expression was, he just went back stunned anyway. Seeing the conflict between the two elders of Yin and Yang, the rest of the envoy hall masters did not dare to say a word! This matter cannot be mixed.

His eyes were motionless and focused on the crystal wall, as if he wanted to observe every detail of the gods, but it was difficult to do it with only four pictures.

"Turn on all projection amethyst!" As soon as the words fell, the crystal wall in front of him instantly turned into eight screens. And in Shenxing Wuji's place, suddenly the purple mangs made a big move, so that Shenxing Wuji couldn't open his eyes!

Originally, I only felt that Shu Shu was numb, but I secretly thought that this experiment seemed to be a little watery. But I don't know if it's stimulated by blue light or if it's effective.

After a flicker of purple mang, Shenxing Wuji suddenly shuddered, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood up. A purple flame seemed to appear in his eyes, and then a powerful roar sounded in his ears. The whole body was numb and couldn't feel anything, it seemed that everything in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him, and the roar in his ears slowly spread to his brain, which seemed to burst out of the most primitive earth-shattering thunderbolt from his body, and his brain was blank.

The world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden. Everything in front of them seemed to slow down, and their voices seemed to have become the most ancient notes. At the end of the crystal wall, Yin Lao stared at the crystal wall intently, and when he saw that his eyes became sluggish, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "It's actually starting to enter the state!" Yang Lao next to him didn't hear clearly, and asked a few times in a row, but he didn't respond at all.

At this moment, Shenxing Wuji fell into a very wonderful state. In the depths of his brain, the current Shenxing Wuji is the same body and mind, he can feel the outside world, know that someone is taking his own blood little by little, know that it is taking samples, and can hear them talking, but he feels as if it has nothing to do with him, it is another world.

Here, in my mind, it is a vast and quaint land, with black clouds pressing down on the sky, lightning and thunder, volcanoes erupting, and suddenly an end of the world. Shenxing Wuji heard the wind roaring continuously, and could see the lightning like a silver snake between heaven and earth, slashing towards the earth fiercely, and suddenly a huge tree was split and ignited in the distance. In the distance, there was the sound of the howling of the wild ancient beasts, which was deafening and terrifying. Then there was the heavy rain, dripping on my face, feeling the wet rain, and I wondered? Is this a dream? How can it be so real?

But where the hell is this?

Before Shenxing Wuji could think about it, he saw a bolt of lightning slashing towards him in a daze. Seeing that the split earth was exposed to hideous cracks, as if the ground was cracked by a landslide, the gods were unscrupulous, and they spread their legs and ran away for no reason.

The wind is roaring, the beasts are barking, the rain is pouring, and the gods are running for their lives. Seeing a huge city appear in front of him, the fluttering golden banner made Shenxing Wuji feel warm, and desperately fled towards the city, but even if he was fast, how could he get the strongest energy in heaven and earth.

A bolt of lightning struck Shenxing Wuji's body, and his whole body hurt greatly, and a thought came to him: "Am I going to die?" and then he lost consciousness.

And the people outside saw that Shenxing Wuji was stunned at first, and then began to sweat, then spasms, convulsions, and the whole person seemed to collapse. Just when the Lord of the Blood Refining Hall was not calm and was about to ask for instructions, something terrifying happened.

Shenxing Wuji seemed to have a nightmare, a frightened expression appeared on his face, and then his feet began to move, as if he was going to run, but how could he move when he was fixed, and the collision between flesh and steel was destined to be a blur of flesh and blood that even the spirit and ghost sect members swallowed.

Time continued to pass, and before everyone could make the next move, something even more terrifying happened. The clothes on Shenxing Wuji's body actually began to shatter, and a purple light as thin as a gossamer appeared on the surface of his body.

And in the luxurious meeting hall, Yin Wuqian shouted: "Not good!" This sound shocked everyone, especially Yang Dingtian. He pinned too much hope on the Divine Blood Project, and he couldn't afford to lose that kind of gap.

Everyone saw Yin Lao shaking his hand, and the Yunmu gate was shattered into slag, and it turned out to be a broken door. The fast-flying figure made everyone look at each other for a moment, and then followed. The first to follow was Yang Dingtian, and then a vote of envoys and several high-ranking hall masters...

In the Blood Refining Palace, the gate turned into Nirvana and was broken. The people inside didn't have time to see who broke the door, but they were ready to fight back. It's just that compared with the strength of the person who broke the door, it is simply a gap between Firefly and Haoyue. Before he could react quickly, he was sent to the corner of the wall with a gentle force.

When the dust settled, I found that the person who came in turned out to be the Yin Elder of the Spirit Ghost Sect. And as Yang Lao stepped in, a group of people appeared behind, and when they saw these big people, the hearts of the little minions in the corner of the wall beat uncontrollably.

What's going on?

(End of chapter)