"Is this true?"

The drunkard Jiang Tai shouted at Ling Feng.

They were still generous to death, but at this moment, they suddenly came to Jitai, and this change is too fast!

Ling Feng didn't answer the drunkard Jiang Tai's words that didn't have any practical meaning, but took out a blood core and shook his hand at him.

Then said: "You also fuse a Martial Saint blood core now!" Yan Yucong will be here later, I'm afraid that just three people can't catch him, in terms of the cognition of blood arts, all of us combined, I'm afraid that he won't be his opponent, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get him when the time comes, and there will be a bane." ”

The drunkard Jiang Tai had a somewhat bitter smile on his face.

Originally, he thought that he had escaped the fate of becoming a blood cultivator, but he didn't want to, at this time, Ling Feng also let him fuse the blood core. Fusing the blood core, he is about to become a blood cultivator.

Actually, the drunkard Mrs. Jiang didn't mean to look down on blood cultivation. It's just that his body itself is fused with dark and spiritual power, if he fuses a blood core at this time and becomes a blood cultivator, he is really not sure if the two alien forces will collide violently in his body.

However, the matter of becoming a Blood Saint had already been discussed by them on the mountain before, and at this time, Ling Feng would not ask for any more opinions, and the drunkard Jiang Tai would not say anything to justify.

"Okay!" The drunkard Jiang Tai immediately reached out to take the bleeding blood core, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Hey, I will be a real demon in the future!"

He had to sigh that in the past, he had fused the dark and dark power, and there was still an excuse to be infected by the power, so everyone would only sympathize with him because of this, and would not classify him as a dark alien.

Now, he has actually integrated a Martial Saint blood core into his body, and if he wants to explain that he is not a demon in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult.

"I'll help you!"

Ling Feng rarely stared at the drunkard Jiang Tai with a gentle gaze, flashed to his side, and then lit the paper into a talisman, and displayed a series of techniques for condensing the blood core, and finally forcibly refined the drunkard Jiang Tai's heart glowing with black light into a red and black blood core.

"How can your blood core still be black, could it be that the dark power is still left in the blood core?" Ling Feng stared at the drunkard Jiang Tai in surprise.

The drunkard Jiang Tai immediately smiled awkwardly and said: "No way, the dark power in my body is deeply fused, in fact, I have always been worried about whether I will become a dark god one day, and now my blood core can glow red, which is enough for me to comfort." ”

Ling Feng nodded, indicating understanding.

It was only at this time that Ling Feng really understood why the drunkard Jiang Tai was not active enough about the things that had been discussed.

"I'm sorry, godgrandpa!" Ling Feng called the drunkard Jiang Tai as his godfather again, and he respected it from the bottom of his heart.

The drunkard Jiang Tai laughed embarrassedly twice, then gritted his teeth, and forcibly stuffed the blood nucleus in his hand into his heart with the technique of red blood.

"Buzz ......"

The drunkard Jiang Tai's state was extremely abnormal, the blood-colored light that belonged to the bloody power on his body and the ink color that belonged to the dark underworld power actually shone alternately with each other, and the total amount of blood-colored power that was obviously greater could not suppress the brilliance of the dark underworld.

"Ah!!h

Jiang Tai, a drunkard who fused his blood core with all his might, couldn't help but clutch his chest in pain, feeling that his heart was about to be completely torn and crumbled.

Ling Feng watched anxiously from the sidelines, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't know how to help, and he couldn't even make a suggestion.

The battle between the two powers, the bloody demon and the black underworld, appeared again, but this time it was not a contest between the immortal blood puppet and the dark underworld, but a battle for the control of the body of the drunkard Jiang Tai.

Red Blood, a pure blood cultivator, was also taken aback by the terrible situation on the drunkard Jiang Tai at this time. This guy was in a high mood at the moment, surrounding the drunkard Jiang Tai for a long time, and finally didn't come up with a reason.

Ling Feng looked at it for a long time, and in the end he could only sigh leisurely: "Dark and bloody, until now, it seems that you have to fight to the death after all!"

However, although the situation of the drunkard Jiang Tian was dangerous, Ling Feng did not have much time to pay too much attention to him.

Yan Yucong will appear soon, this is one, and another very important key is that the red blood has broken through to the realm of martial saints, and Ling Feng is a little worried that he will not be able to suppress the other party. In addition, although Ling Feng knew a lot about blood techniques, it was still much less than red blood, and he had to find a way to guard against red blood.

Therefore, in order to prevent this from happening, Ling Feng was still determined to fuse another Blood Saint-level blood core to ensure that his combat power could still steadily suppress the red blood, and in this way, to ensure that there would be no accidents when he faced Yan Yucong later.

Fusing the blood core, Ling Feng's method is different from others, others can only rely on the blood core to complete refining, but Ling Feng can directly use blood beads to swallow.

Speaking of which, there was still a blood core in Ling Feng's chest.

It's just that this blood core belongs to Cui Lingyun, and it is where all her life essence is, and Ling Feng is really reluctant to use it to fuse other blood cores.

Even though this blood core was already the blood center of Ling Feng's body at this moment, Ling Feng still subconsciously felt that Cui Lingyun was still alive in his chest.

Ling Feng is not a wishful person, he does have some faint feelings, which is also the fundamental reason why he always thinks unrealistically to save Cui Lingyun.

Fusing the new blood core, Ling Feng also placed the blood core on his chest, but the difference was that Ling Feng's position was not where the blood core in his chest was, but where the blood bead was killed.

Almost as soon as the blood core approached, a blood light appeared on Ling Feng's chest, enveloping the surface outside his chest.

Then a crimson blood void black hole appeared on his chest out of thin air, and then an inexplicable terrifying pull was generated in it, directly pulling this blood core that originally belonged to Yan San directly into the black hole.

"Click, click, click!"

A series of crisp shattering sounds sounded, and a Martial Saint-level blood core was so plain that the black hole in the blood bead of the killed root was completely crushed, and finally disappeared completely.

After fusing a Blood Saint Blood Core, Ling Feng found that the Blood Void Black Hole inside the Blood Bead had nearly doubled in size, and the blood qi power in his body was even more astonishing.

At this moment, Ling Feng even faintly felt that he could easily lift a small mountain with his bare hands, and even more faintly felt that he seemed to have mastered the near-immortal and immortal life source power.

It's just that at this time, Ling Feng suddenly began to feel confused again.

Since other Spirit Martial Masters were forcibly infused with spiritual power to break through to the Martial Saint Realm, their lifespan would be halved, what about the Blood Saints?

Ling Feng didn't believe that the Blood Sect's Blood Fu True Scripture could continue to improve his cultivation without any scruples, which was obviously an abnormal phenomenon.

Sure enough, after refining the blood core of a Blood Saint, Ling Feng's perception of the red blood, which had become a Blood Saint, had once again returned to its previous level.

When the volume of the blood void black hole in Ling Feng's blood beads doubled, Red Blood's originally relaxed face instantly became gloomy. Although Ling Feng didn't see the stinky expression on Red Blood's face at that time, he could basically imagine it easily.

It's just that Ling Feng is no longer a simple-minded teenager, and it is impossible for him to give up his established principles because of a little uneasiness in his heart.

Red Blood could become a Blood Saint, but Ling Feng couldn't give up control of him, and now Ling Feng did. Ling Feng would only feel happy in his heart, and would not be disturbed by this.

After all, in Ling Feng's opinion, if Red Blood wasn't his own immortal blood puppet, then he would most likely be reduced to a blood cultivator who endangered others.

After using three Martial Saint Blood Cores in succession, Ling Feng collected the remaining one Blood Core in the Xuanling Ring, waiting to be used in the future.

After Ling Feng sorted out his affairs, he found that the drunkard Jiang Tai had not yet completed the fusion of powers, and at this time, he couldn't help but worry about the other party.

It's just that it's useless to worry at this time, and the only one who can help the drunkard Jiang Tai is himself.

"I forgot the dark power in his body, I was too careless!" Ling Feng looked at the drunkard Jiang Tai's breakthrough process, his face showed a painful expression, and he was really a little unbearable.

But there is no turning back from the fusion of powers, either moving forward or lying down directly, which was a heroic gamble from the beginning.

If he wins, the drunkard will become a new blood saint, and if he loses, the drunkard will completely lose the opportunity to drink and become a pair of minced meat that can no longer die.

Everyone was worried, but Yan Yucong was getting closer and closer.

Yan raised his hand and said to Ling Feng, "Childe is almost here, and there is still a cup of tea to spare!"

Ling Feng nodded, his eyes couldn't help but be full of gloom.

Originally, there was the drunkard Jiang Tai, at least they could become three powerful blood saint powers, but now the drunkard Jiang Tai was completely welded in the breakthrough process, and there was no time to be distracted, which made Ling Feng's plan to deal with Yan Yucong a little difficult.

Without a drunkard Jiang Tai of his own, Ling Feng needed to find a way to adjust his method of dealing with Yan Yucong.

"The elders of the May Society who have been ambushed temporarily must not be trusted, these guys are clearly Yan Yucong's immortal blood puppets, if Yan Yucong arrives, my method of dealing with them is likely to lose its effect. These three remaining immortal blood puppets, if they don't betray me at that time, I'm afraid they will already burn high incense. Ling Feng couldn't help but ponder.

At this time, Yan Yi reported to Ling Feng again: "Childe has already transmitted the news, it only takes two minutes for him to reach here." ”

Ling Feng became extremely depressed.

"Yan Yucong came so fast?" Ling Feng wondered, and couldn't help but start to be surprised by Yan Yucong's straight-line movement speed.

He never imagined that these seven Blood Saints were not good at speed, but this Yan Yucong was extremely fast in body speed, almost similar to the flash of a hundred zhang that Ling Feng cast.

Yan Yi reported that Yan Yucong's eastward direction was becoming more and more frequent, and Ling Feng finally couldn't hold it back, and threw the remaining Martial Saint blood core directly into the blood void black hole in the blood bead, and finally was crushed into pieces again and disappeared completely.

At this time, the Blood Void Black Hole in Ling Feng's Blood Bead had suddenly grown larger, and now it was more than three times the volume of Ling Feng's original condensed Blood Void Black Hole.

The re-increase in strength made Ling Feng suddenly surprised to find that he could indiscriminately perceive the complex feelings in Yan Yi, Yan Liu, and Yan Qi at this moment.

This sudden discovery made Ling Feng think of countless possibilities in an instant, and he wanted to find a way to save the immortal blood puppet even more.

Ling Feng sighed in his heart, and suddenly ran the Blood Fu True Scripture, pulling Yan Yi, who was standing quietly on the side, directly to his side with a volley of blood claw prints.

At this time, he had an extremely bold idea in his heart.

He didn't dare to say it directly, but he really wanted to try whether it was feasible on Yan Yi, Yan Yucong's blood puppet, if it was really feasible, maybe Ling Feng would not only not be afraid of Yan Yucong's arrival, but he could also completely control the other party very easily.

Thinking about it, Ling Feng's eyes shot out a bright light, and his heart was full of pride and ambition for a while: "Hehe, Yan Yucong, hurry up and come here, see that I don't catch you, let you be ruthless in front of your own blood puppet." ”