There is so much blood and water here, Old Man Hai can't use it up at all, plus Fan Lang sucks it is more than enough. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fan Lang ran the Eight Directions of the Blood War, not directly sucking with his mouth, but using the palm of his hand as a medium.

Sucking blood directly from his mouth was too heavy, and he couldn't accept it.

[The player absorbs the blood of the Demon King, experience +120,000, mana +300.] 】

[The blood of the demon king has a quenching effect, and the progress is 1%. 】

The gap is obvious!

Absorbing the blood water here, the experience value is much more than the normal blood water, and it also has an additional quenching effect.

Fan Lang secretly shouted cool, let go of his hands and feet to absorb it wantonly, the absorption speed became faster and faster, his body was shrouded in red light, and his blood was full of energy.

Experience points scroll out and grow very quickly.

The percentage of the quenching effect also grows together.

The effect of this increase is similar to Fan Lang's killing of strong enemies, which is still very impressive.

The old man on the opposite side is also constantly strengthening, and the old body is glowing with a second spring, and it is approaching the node of breakthrough.

Time passed bit by bit.

On Fan Lang's side, he took the lead in making progress.

[The player's level is increased to Xuanjun level 1, Xuanjun +8000, and HP +8000.] 】

He's upgraded!

Killing three disciples of the Tower of Babel before, he gained a lot of experience points, and this time he absorbed the blood of the demon king, and finally accumulated enough experience points and upgraded to one level.

His current upgrades are all in the unit of 100 million, and it is not easy to upgrade to the next level, and there is even a feeling of achieving positive results.

The power of the new generation surged in his body, and under the effect of cheating, it was directly increased by six times, which was equivalent to an ordinary Xuanjun being promoted by six levels!

"It's not enough, keep harvesting experience points!"

Fan Lang gained momentum and continued to practice the Eight Directions of Bloody Battle, and his experience points continued to rise.

Subsequently, the percentage of the quenching effect is finally full.

[Demon Blood Quenching is completed, the player's mana +13%, attack +10%, defense +10%, speed +8%, and health +12.] 】

A series of percentage increases, and all of them are permanent, are quite high.

Fan Lang still wanted to continue to absorb, but a hint popped up, warning him that he had reached the limit, and if he absorbed blood and water again, the object would be reversed.

He stopped, unable to absorb any more, and could not absorb it again until his body had digested the blood.

The efficiency of absorbing these special blood water is ten times that of absorbing ordinary blood water, and the gap is too big.

Fan Lang was still unsatisfied and looked at the old man on the other side.

On the side of the old man Hai, there has also been a lot of progress, getting closer and closer to the realm of Xuanhuang, his body caused a vision, there was a thunderous sound, and all kinds of energy began to impact the acupuncture points in various parts of his body.

He has been practicing hard for many years, plagued by bottlenecks, and is only one step away from entering the Xuanhuang.

Absorb the blood of the demon king here, help him wash the marrow and cut the hair, impact the acupuncture hole, and have the hope of breaking through.

Break and stand!

Rumble!

Old Man Hai finally began to break through, raised his head and roared, urging the bloody battle to the extreme, the dantian completely exploded, and his body underwent transformation.

Blood dragons went in and out around him, entrenched and galloping, impacting the acupuncture holes, opening up new mystical spaces, and brewing mystical power seeds.

Man is an innate soul, the body is like the universe, magical and incredible, up and down the body, the most magical place is the dantian.

The dantian is infinitely small, smaller than dust, and infinitely large, far beyond the human body itself, and can carry vast mystical power.

Emperor Xuanhuang opened up the acupuncture hole, which is equivalent to opening up more small dantians and having new storage space.

By planting the seeds of Xuanli in the acupuncture, you can give birth to a new source of Xuanli in the future.

How many acupuncture points can be opened up are directly related to talent, exercises, strength, etc., and the more the better. With the cultivation of Xuan Empress Tian, more acupuncture points can also be opened.

Old Man Hai's mind has long been dismantled, but there is still a trace of spirituality, not a complete wooden man.

At this moment, that trace of spirituality awakened the sleeping memory, which was the greatest regret and persistence of his life.

"I want to break through to the Xuanhuang realm!"

"Ahhh

Old Man Hai finally broke the bottleneck, surpassed himself, smashed the shackles, entered the realm of Xuanhuang with one foot, and opened up more than 300 acupoints.

More than 300 acupuncture points have been opened up, and the seeds of Xuanli in them have blossomed and borne fruit, brewing a new Xuanli, as if a pool is filled with water.

The total amount of Xuan Power in Old Man Hai's body has skyrocketed by a large margin, becoming more powerful and powerful.

The demonic nature in his body has also become more and more profound, like a blood demon reborn in blood, standing there, fierce and monstrous.

Anyway, he finally became the Xuan Emperor!

Fan Lang's eyes lit up and he shouted. From now on, he can be regarded as a Xuanhuang thug, although his strength is not as good as himself, but it is absolutely no problem to beat Xuandi.

In the future, he will continue to strengthen the thug of Old Man Hai, the stronger the better.

"Yes, this strength is a bit of a highlight, and I am qualified to be my thug. ”

Fan Lang said with satisfaction.

The blood here cannot be collected and stored by conventional means, so it can only be placed here.

In order to avoid waste, Fan Lang and Old Man Hai cultivated here for three days and three nights, absorbing all the blood and water, leaving not a single drop.

Fan Lang has gained a lot of experience points in the past three days, but he is still far from the next level, and he feels a headache just by looking at it.

Fortunately, there is still a large wave of experience points waiting for him in the future, and continuous upgrades are not a problem.

"Xiaoxue, what I'm going to do next is too dangerous to take you over, you and Old Man Hai stay here, he will protect you. What I'm going to do will cause some vibrations, more violent than an earthquake, so don't be afraid, I'm in control. Fan Lang explained.

"So dangerous? Then you have to be careful, don't get into trouble. Mo Mengxue admonished.

"Don't worry, I'm your long-term meal ticket, and I'll be fine. Fan Lang made a joke, although Mo Mengxue didn't quite understand his words.

Leaving the old man of the sea to protect Demon Mengxue, Fan Lang was absolutely relieved, and then left this altar alone, took the key and continued to go deeper, and went to the next location.

As he walked, he operated the Xuanyuan Bone, transforming the Xuanyuan Power into magic power, and disguised the breath of the Demon Race.

There is so much magic in the body, what is it that is not a demon?

Fan Lang needed this disguise, and by the way, he changed some of his dress, becoming more evil and flamboyant, as if he was a person in the Demon Dao.

He passed through layers of doors and barriers, and finally came to a large door.

The door is made of bones, hundreds of feet high, closed for thousands of years. From the crack in the door, there was a faint smell of power and twilight.

The strength of this aura was second to none among the powerhouses that Fan Lang had encountered, and no one could compare with it.

Even after thousands of years, it is about to decay, but this breath is still strong.

Thundered......

Fan Lang stretched out the key in his hand, twisted open a keyhole, and the dusty hundred-zhang bone door slowly opened.

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Twelfth Update.