The corpses in this place, white and miserable bones. In the eyes of ordinary people, it naturally looks quite scary.

Especially in this empty, huge unmanned hall, it is even more eerie and terrifying. If you are a little less courageous, after seeing this scene and feeling the strange atmosphere, you may even be scared to death.

However, for people like He Yiming who have had the experience of Ghost Crying Ridge, these bones seem a bit pediatric.

Compared to the sinister aura there, the mad man, and the terrifying almost infinite dragon and snake that was close to the divine beast, everything here was not on his heart at all.

However, at this moment, He Yiming moved his gaze to these bones.

He looked at the bones quietly, and a strange and bold thought popped into his mind.

If you want to get out of here, you must advance to a Shinto master. Although it is impossible for He Yiming to do this at this moment, in his hands, there is something that is directly related to the people in Shinto.

In the labyrinth under Penglai Immortal Island, he not only obtained a heaven and earth holy fruit that existed like chicken ribs, but also obtained a large relic taken from the eyebrows of people in Shinto.

If it weren't for this great relic, He Yiming would definitely not have the bold and ridiculous idea he has now.

He Yiming inhaled deeply, and countless thoughts flowed in his heart. His face turned cloudy.

After a long time, He Yiming took out the Blood Coagulation Sutra from the necklace space.

This is a Shinto book, and the most profound content recorded on it is also the greatest achievement of the Blood Coagulation Sutra, which is how to refine the Blood Clotting Man.

According to the experience of the last time he entered this book, He Yiming already understood that if he wanted to refine the blood coagulation person by drawing a gourd in the same way, then this blood condensation person would have incredible power.

This power has even gone far beyond the limits of humanity and has become an existence that can challenge Shinto.

However, wanting to refine that level of blood condensation is definitely not what He Yiming can do at present. This is not only because of time, but also because of He Yiming's own lack of strength.

If he didn't comprehend it wrongly, if he wanted to refine a Shinto-level blood condensator, his own cultivation would first have to reach the Shinto, and he would be able to succeed in the end by constantly feeding and refining it with the essence blood of the Shinto.

Of course, this is only possible to succeed, but it is more likely to fail.

If it fails, all the relics will disappear and be destroyed.

Now that He Yiming wants to leave this place, he must be promoted to Shinto, even if he can't do it himself, but if he can refine a blood condenser who has Shinto power, or only has part of Shinto power, he may be able to get out of here.

When the person in the Blood Coagulation Sutra was refining the Blood Clotter, he used one hundred and eight large relics.

Other words. Take out the relics from the eyebrows of one hundred and eight Venerable Beings, and then use them to refine the Blood Condensation Person.

What a stroke of the making, and it was only possible in the era of the Shinto religion when people were rampant. If you put it now, it is absolutely impossible.

Unless they went to the main gates to dig up their ancestral graves, they didn't even think about scraping together one hundred and eight large relics.

And looking at the world, I am afraid that no one can really achieve such a feat, not to mention that He Yiming is impossible, even if it is a ninety-nine in one peak humane master like Tianchi Sect Master Emperor Shitian, it is impossible to do it.

However, He Yiming lowered his head and glanced at the hall.

There were already nearly a hundred Venerable Beings in the corpses here, and with the relics he had obtained from all over the world before, even one hundred and eight great relics could be gathered.

If the great relics taken from that Shinto person are added to it, then it may not be impossible to refine a blood condensation person with some of the divine powers of the Shinto people.

After groaning in his heart for a long time, He Yiming gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

If refining the blood condenser fails, or if the refining is successful but he can't have the power to leave with him, then He Yiming will use the last resort.

Lei Zhenzi and the Nine Dragons Furnace, even if it is to destroy this place in the end. It's also much better than staying here forever.

Of course, after doing so, there is a great possibility that both sides will lose, and when he destroys the realm of life and death, he himself will also die here.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, He Yiming will never resort to this method.

Slowly opened the blood coagulation meridian, He Yiming's spirit indulged in it little by little, and silently sensed the energy fluctuations in it.

In a trance, he once again entered the book of Shinto.

Clouds of blood-colored mist fluttered in front of him, as if sensing the power of blood in his body.

He Yiming stretched out a hand, and his palm instantly turned blood-red.

It was not a fire-like power, but a bright red like human blood, full of a strange but incomparably vivid color.

When He Yiming's hand reached into the blood-colored mist, the mist suddenly dispersed lightly.

Then, He Yiming saw below, and the huge whirlpool appeared in front of him again.

He Yiming's face showed a hint of an indifferent smile, when he faced this whirlpool for the first time, he was naturally jealous, but now when he faced it for the second time, he was already calm.

The figure shook slightly, and He Yiming had already entered the largest whirlpool.

Everything around him began to spin rapidly, and in the magical whirlpool, pictures were vividly displayed in front of his eyes.

He Yiming didn't know that there was something called a movie in the world of One Hundred and Eight, but he had seen a lot of flowing pictures on One Hundred and Eight.

Therefore, when he saw the scene in front of him, he did not feel much surprised.

Of all the pictures, the most depicted. It is the place where the one hundred and eight great relics are placed. Actually, it's not complicated.

In the human body, there are one hundred and eight acupoints, although each sect has some secret **, but it is undeniable that these one hundred and eight acupoints are the real main thing.

And the position placed by the person who wanted to refine the blood coagulation happened to overlap with the position of one hundred and eight acupoints in a human body.

In those flowing patterns, once this position is placed, it is a long process to begin to nourish these relics with their own essence and blood. The one in the pattern is obviously a top-notch Shinto man, his power is incredible, and the essence blood he uses is unimaginably powerful.

Although He Yiming was not born in that era, he had not seen the power of people in Shinto with his own eyes. But in this Shinto book, there is a real feeling of being there.

He could feel that the life force possessed by those essence blood was so powerful that it could even be compared to the blood of the unicorn beast with the bloodline of the divine beast.

Perhaps, only by using this level of essence blood can we cultivate a blood coagulant with the power of a person in Shinto.

It seems simple to use the method of essence blood warmth, but it is extremely cumbersome, and it seems to involve a little bit of magical formation content.

He Yiming kept all this firmly in his heart, and he didn't dare to make any mistakes in the slightest.

Although even he himself was inexplicable and didn't know why he did this, but the experience passed down from the Blood Coagulation Sutra. But there is no room for negligence.

After a long time, the streamer-like pattern was all completed, and the Blood Clotter suddenly appeared, blasting his spirit out of the Book of Shinto.

He Yiming closed his eyes, and he silently recalled everything he had just seen.

All the scenes flashed out of his mind like flowing water, and he was surprised to find that he had completely memorized them, especially the mysterious array diagram drawn on the ground when refining the blood condensator, and he had not forgotten it at all.

It was impossible for him to create a formation. But drawing a gourd in the same way, for a venerable being, can still do it.

Of course, the most important thing is that this formation is not large, and it is not complicated, if it is really too mysterious, then it is definitely not a new hand like He Yiming who can copy it.

Opening his eyes, He Yiming stood up, he came to a white bone, bowed deeply to the white bone, and then with a flick of his wrist, the five elements suddenly appeared, and lightly scratched the forehead of the white bone.

I have to admit that the human body is really far from the spirit beast.

He Yiming's blow didn't use too much force, and he had already easily shattered the forehead of the white bone, and the five elements of the ring of light rolled up, and the big relics in the forehead were easily rolled out.

Taking a few steps back, He Yiming bowed deeply again, and said to himself: "Senior, if the junior is lucky enough to get out of here, he will definitely bury you underground." ”

The void space flickered, and He Yiming put the corpse into the necklace space.

Although there must still be some scattered relics on this person's body, He Yiming didn't use his brain.

For him, it would be enough to have one hundred and eight large relics, and perhaps a few spare. As for the other relics, let them return to dust and dust to dust.

In this empty place, it seems that the passage of time is not felt at all.

He Yiming walked through the hall like this, and put one corpse after another into the necklace space.

This space is indeed much larger than the ring space, and it is much larger. Except for the huge corpse of the big treasure pig of more than ten zhang, the rest of the corpses and the corpse of the unicorn beast, even if they were all combined, still did not fill all the space.

I don't know how long it took, He Yiming looked up at the sky, and the flowing light curtain was still unpredictable. But in He Yiming's heart, there is a throbbing from the heart......