Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Storm Is Coming
After seeing that the old woman did not appear again, the three of them found a place to rest.
Not long after Murong Jun swallowed the blood pill, his strength soared too fast, and he didn't have time to consolidate, he sat cross-legged, concentrating inward, and saw the heaven and earth abutment in his body towering, the abutment was only more than half built that day, if he stayed until the heavenly abutment was completed, there would be a blood pill between the abutment of heaven and earth.
Feeling the surging power of the bloodline in his body, Murong Jun was not used to it for a while, after all, he had not even formed the seed of the power of the bloodline before, and this time it was like a pie from the sky, but this pie contained a bomb.
Murong Jun shook his head helplessly, if this blood pill had no side effects, it would be great, but even if there were no side effects, a blood pill would represent the life of a strong person in the blood pill stage, and it would be impossible for Murong Jun to be a murderous demon for that cultivation.
If it is true that it is possible to devour the Blood Pill indefinitely to improve the cultivation, then the killing among the cultivators will definitely increase significantly, and the chaos on the continent will be even worse.
"Now that I can keep up with the means of soaring strength, the only way to do it is to poison my fingers, so hurry up and familiarize myself with the current cultivation and maximize my strength. Murong Jun muttered to himself.
Whether it is peristaltic gong or Tibetan practice gong, he is only in the realm of small success, the use of the six forms, and now he is not used to his own cultivation, what he needs is a period of practice.
Thinking of the poison of the six-eyed centipede in the Poison Finger Gong, this poison was said to be terrifying by Hu Zong and others, and Murong Jun was also very curious, but seeing that Zheng Lingqing, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Heart Sect, was hit by this poison, the dignified Blood Pill Stage powerhouse was helpless, which also made him feel palpitations.
My current strength, cultivation from that Zheng Lingqing's blood pill, is very unstable, dignified heavenly base, the surging degree of the power of the bloodline, but it can only be equivalent to the foundation period cultivation of a person with a heaven-level bloodline, but with the help of the ability of the six types and the dark fruit, even if it is a heaven-based cultivator, it can also fight, but the effect of the poison finger skill, in the surprise, even the life of the strong person in the blood pill stage can be threatened.
To sum up, under the blood pill, if you rely on the poison finger skill, there are very few people who can be defeated, but the poison of the poison finger gong poison sac is too little, if you don't absorb the poison of the six-eyed centipede after dealing with one person, then it can no longer be used, one-on-one is okay, if there are many enemies, it will not work.
Murong Jun summed up his own strength, according to Hu Zong, the Blood Pill Period is followed by the Transformation Period, and those who have reached the Transformation Stage will have a qualitative improvement in their strength.
For example, after the blood beast is inherited to the transformation, part of the body can begin to transform into the form of a blood beast, and it completely has the talent and appearance of the blood beast, that is, the beast;
If you can't find something that is counterproductive to the person who is the enemy of the elemental bloodline of the transformation stage, there is no way to defeat it at all, it can be said that the elemental bloodline cultivator of the transformation stage is invincible under this realm, and only when he reaches the higher cultivation of the transformation stage can he ignore the ability of elementalization after he can transform the power of the bloodline into the power of spiritual blood.
After the transformation period is the spiritual blood stage and the holy blood stage, and there are very few people who have reached the spiritual blood stage on the mainland, let alone the powerful ones in the holy blood stage.
After the Blood Pill, each realm represents this huge watershed, and many cultivators have stopped at the Blood Pill period and have stagnated, which shows that it is very difficult to cultivate together.
Murong Jun's thoughts were like a horse, and before he knew it, the sky was hazy, the sky turned white, and dawn came.
The three of them set off in a hurry, speechless all the way, and after passing through a forest again, Fengling County came into view, Murong Jun showed joy, and his pace accelerated.
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Qingfeng County
Under the dilapidated ruins, in the dilapidated trapped beast farm, a bald man stood in it, he held a piece of hay in his mouth, looked at the stands that were covered and smashed by dirt and stones, clicked, and the hay in the corner of his mouth was broken into several pieces and swallowed into his mouth, it was Ma Zhuguang, the owner of the horse farm in the former trapped beast farm.
His eyes were flat, as if he could not see clearly what was in his mind at this time, and he raised his footsteps, walked through the dilapidated passageway, and took out another piece of hay in his hand and picked it up.
Soon after, after passing through the broken and clogged passages, they came to the cell, where a large number of former prisoners were still trapped.
As soon as Ma Zhuguang's figure appeared, the people in the cell shouted noisily, obviously knowing the identity of the person who came.
"Ma Zhuguang, this trapped beast field is over, let us out. ”
Some people grabbed the iron cage violently, and the chain locks clanged, muttering loudly at Ma Zhuguang.
Ma Zhuguang strolled over, ignored it, clicked, the grass trunk broke into several pieces, and the grass trunk that was disconnected in vain flew violently like an arrow, and a few sounds sounded, and the broken grass trunk slashed through the necks of those people, blood splashed, and the heads fell to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a sudden silence in the prison, and there was no sound, only the sound of a leisurely stroll could be heard, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone, tom...... caused everyone's hearts to pound and be silent.
In the depths of the prison, a pair of eyes like beasts opened in vain, staring directly at Ma Zhuguang who was strolling in, his face was full of long beards, covering his face, only revealing his facial features, and a big beard under his chin was three feet long: this person was Na Yun Tongtian.
"Hahaha! Pig head, I didn't think you would have today. "The sound of the sky is like a bell, ringing throughout the prison.
"Yun Tongtian, do you want to go out?" Ma Zhuguang took out a piece of hay, held it in his mouth, ignored Yun Tongtian's ridicule, and said softly and leisurely, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.
Yun Tongtian's eyes froze, and he said, "What, you say it again?"
"Let you out, help me track down and capture Hu Zong, and let you be truly free. Ma Zhuguang walked step by step in front of Yuntongtian's iron cage.
"Haha, Ma Zhuguang, as cunning as you, how can I believe it?"
Ma Zhuguang walked to the front of the cage, stretched out his right index finger to the center of his eyebrows and lightly touched it, and a touch of red flew out, hanging in front of Yun Tongtian, and said, "This is my guarantee." ”
"Blood contract?" Yun Tongtian looked at the blush in front of him, naturally knowing what this was, and laughed again: "This Hu Zong has been handed over to me." As he spoke, he flew into his eyebrows, forming an agate-like blood talisman on both chests.
Suddenly, the grass turned into a dark arrow and flew over the blood iron lock in Yun Tongtian's hand, and it broke into two with a bang, Yun Tongtian laughed, stood up and broke his hands, the iron cage was twisted into a twisted shape, walked out of it, and left the prison with Ma Zhuguang.