The difference between the word essence blood and essence element also means that there is a difference. Essence blood is the origin of the warrior, it is the essence of the warrior, and the essence is the essence of the warrior, but it cannot become the origin of the warrior, the essence has all the functions of the essence of the blood, but its effect is far from the essence of the blood. Martial artists can transform essence into essence blood through cultivation, however, this is a long and complicated process that involves various organs of the body, and it requires a large amount of essence to be converted into a drop of essence blood.

Its process is physical energy to essence and then to essence blood. Every drop of essence blood means a huge amount of energy, which means a long cultivation process. In other words, the essence blood of any warrior cannot withstand squandering.

In terms of essence and blood, Feng Ming does have jaw-dropping capital.

He opened the Qi and Blood Dantian, and a Saint Yuan Stone was formed in the Qi and Blood Dantian, and that Saint Yuan Stone contained a large amount of essence yuan. The last time I entered the Blood Killing Plain, I harvested so many Jing Yuan Pills without a trace of waste. It was impossible for the other martial artists to absorb all the Jing Yuan Pills like him, and most of them were wasted.

And he opened one hundred and eight meridians, which made him transform from essence to essence blood much faster than other martial artists.

He is also a body refining martial artist, and the characteristic of a body refining martial artist is that the essence blood is vigorous, and the reason for the exuberance is that the physical energy of the body refining martial artist is much larger than that of the Juyuan martial artist, which makes the speed of the body refining martial artist to obtain the essence element faster and more than that of the Juyuan martial artist, and more essence means more essence blood. This is also the fundamental reason why the Juyuan martial artists are inferior to the body refining martial artists in the same level.

"It's not essence blood, it's essence element. ”

Wanwang and they had already thought about the reason for Qing Fengming's situation at this time, their eyes flashed with essence, Feng Ming inadvertently used a different way to heal his injuries, and in special circumstances, he could learn from it and add a life-saving means for them. This form of healing is wasteful and extravagant, but it is extremely effective and can be used to save life in special situations.

In fact, they were able to get out of the way this time, and the key reason was also Jingyuan. The opening of the one hundred and eight meridians and the cultivation of the Yuan and the refining of the body made their combat power strong, and the opening of the Qi and Blood Dantian was in such a magical place as the Western Courtyard, where a large number of essence elements were stored, giving them the capital to fight a war of attrition. Feng Ming provoked this life-and-death battle with the meaning of extreme persecution, but it was not entirely hot-headed.

"Hey, why don't you spray it? Loser, spray some more, the blood is still very strong anyway, don't be reluctant, the more you spray, the more you spray, the more you squirt, the more prosperous. That blood tastes good!"

Feng Ming's blood spurted and didn't spray anymore, and Xiong was still careless, as if he hadn't quenched his thirst, and persuaded Feng Ming to squirt out some more blood.

The others looked at each other when they heard this, and the speech of this product became more and more outrageous, did anyone persuade people to squirt blood? Moreover, they also said "It's quite delicious", and regarded Feng Ming's blood as "a hundred flower dew". It makes people smile bitterly! Feng Ming's wounds have healed, and he still squirts a fart, can he cut it out.

Feng Ming had returned to normal at this time, and he knew everything that had happened before, and when he heard Xiong Da's words, he said with a cold face, "Do you want me to cut a cut and spray it out?"

"Okay! Okay! A loser is a loser, so the idea of a loser can come up with, cut quickly, cut quickly! I haven't quenched my thirst, and I'm a little uncomfortable. ”

Xiong Da turned his head excitedly, forgot to look at his face, and shouted vigorously that Feng Ming cut his wound and spurted blood. Xiong Er and Denggao saw that the situation was wrong, covered their mouths, and was about to sneak away.

With a snap, Xiong Da's huge body flew out and was kicked away by Feng Ming. Xiong Er and Denggao were so frightened that they ran away, for fear that they would also be kicked out by Feng Ming.

After the bear hit the ground, he ran into the distance and shouted: "Boss of the loser, that blood is quite delicious, sweet, quench your thirst!"

Xiong Er and Denggao also followed and coaxed next to Xiong Da.

Feng Ming smiled and said, "Let's go!

"The boss is too wise, that bear's ass has been cocked to the sky, and it should have been beaten a long time ago! this time it should be beaten into eight, no, sixteen, so that they can know why the flowers are so red. Beat the bear's butt, just scratching the itchy place of the rune, very excited, "Wow! Rush! Revenge!"

"Where's the third child?" Feng Ming asked as he walked.

"It is estimated that Mu Qing is not over there yet, and the third brother has been paying attention there. Wan Wang said.

"It's not over yet!Mu Qing is a Martial Saint, this Martial Saint is too fake!" Feng Ming shook his head and said, "Go over and take a look!"

"Boss, hurry up! Those three treasures are right ahead. ”

After Rune Zi rushed out, he saw that none of his brothers were rushing with him, so he had to stop and wait. He didn't dare to rush over and beat the bear's ass alone, there were three of them, and he would have one, and if he rushed over, his ass would be beaten into sixteen pieces.

"Remember this account first, calculate it later, go and call them back, and join the third child, the beast tide is about to break out. Feng Ming said with a serious face.

The light emanating from each of Feng Ming's foreheads was dazzling to the extreme, and there were only a few eight-colored lights, and the light emanating from Feng Ming's forehead was nine-colored light.

As the time passed in the Blood Killing Field, the eight-colored light would cause a tide of beasts, and the nine-colored light would cause even more terrifying. What followed was another bloody battle like never before.

The sound of boom, boom came into my ears, and I hurried over one by one, and the scene in front of me made people feel speechless.

It stands to reason that it should be the Martial Saint who pressed Wuzun to fight, but the two people who fought against him were reversed, and Wuzun pressed Martial Saint to fight.

The momentum of the flowing wind was like a rainbow, and the sound of shouting chased Mu Qing and beat him fiercely, while Mu Qing blocked left and right, unable to cope, and was beaten and retreated.

In the process of fighting, Mu Qing also counterattacked, and it was very subtle, but often at this time, Liufeng was like a desperate Saburo, desperately counterattacking, scaring Mu Qing back in a way that was both defeated, or even defeated, forcing Mu Qing to switch from offense to defense, and the danger was full of dangers.

Liufeng is not defensive at all, attacking with all his strength, with a fierce momentum, and a lifeless style of play. Mu Qing has always been suppressed by the flowing wind, giving people the feeling of being a nest.

As the saying goes, a good man is afraid of Lai Han, Lai Han is afraid of a poor man, and a poor man is afraid of a dead man. The current fight between Mu Qing and Liufeng confirms this sentence. Mu Qing has the advantage in all aspects, but she is afraid of losing both, so she is tied up, and ten percent of her combat power can only be exerted at best, and Liufeng is not afraid of death, has no scruples, and the result is extraordinary. came and went, and the two fought hard and bloody for eight days.

After so many days of hard work, whether it is Liufeng or Mu Qing, they have almost been consumed, and at this time, what they fight for is toughness, and what they fight for is blood.

One is imposing, the attack is like flowing water, the other is cowering, and the occasional counterattack is also timid, the resilience and bloodiness of both sides are already clear at a glance, and the results are self-evident.

"Third child, how did you bring people? She died, and you can't get out of it. Feng Ming unceremoniously scolded the empty space next to him.

In such a bloody and cruel place, in the battle of life and death, Mu Qing behaved so badly, Feng Ming considered it from his point of view, and the responsibility was on the empty one.

Kongkong is one of the descendants of the Chinese Alliance, and he has a group of people under him. But judging from Mu Qing's current situation, he belongs to a typical group of people who are good at enjoying the shade with their backs against big trees. The background of these people is very scary, there are powerful forces behind them, no one dares to provoke them, and the realm is also very scary, and they rush upwards and pounds, and they will soar to the realm of martial saints in three or two strokes. The powerful background, the terrifying realm, is very bright, even in a place like the West Courtyard, you can walk sideways, but when it comes to life and death, everything returns to its original shape, and it is a bag of chaff inside. The reason for this situation is that the people at the head of these powerful forces only care about the realm of their subordinates, and ignore the bloody tempering of their opponents, including emptiness.

The spiritual outlook of the people under his command has a lot to do with the person who is the leader, and the soldiers are bearish, and they will be in a nest, but if the leader is left to his subordinates, there will also be a situation where the soldiers will be fierce. Empty empty clearly falls into the latter category.

In both cases, there is one thing that is missing from the minions, and that is "blood". In the world of martial artists, bloodiness is extremely important, and it can affect how far a martial artist can go. And in the time of life and death, it can be a weight on the scale of victory.

Sora's face was pale, his face had changed color before Feng Ming and the others came, and the situation of the fight made the outcome already doomed, unless a miracle was found. In the face of Feng Ming's questioning, he was speechless, he has always been cruel and iron-blooded to his own tempering, but he has always been laissez-faire to the subordinates of the China League, and his subordinates of the China League have not faced life and death directly because of their backing on the China League, so that at the moment of life and death, it is difficult to stimulate the bloodiness. The result was a must-win fight with an unexpected outcome. Such a result made him want to vomit blood.

In fact, Sister Mu also took advantage of this fight, when the exiled Lotus of Destruction broke out, Kongkong escaped with Sister Mu, and Liufeng escaped by himself. At that time, the shock wave was extremely fierce, and they had to sacrifice the True Yuan Defensive Cover to resist it, and Kongkong and Sister Mu were the True Yuan Defensive Cover sacrificed by Kongkong, and Liufeng was the True Yuan Defensive Cover sacrificed by himself. At this point, Sister Mu took some advantage.

In addition, according to the situation of this fight, Sister Mu was taught a lot to pay attention to. Because before the outburst of the Exiled Lotus of Destruction, Kongkong had been observing the fight between Sister Mu and Liufeng for a while, and he was already clear about the strengths and weaknesses of both sides. What Kongkong teaches is very pertinent, and even Sister Mu's biggest shortcoming, the lack of blood, also specifically teaches Sister Mu how to motivate it. This advantage is even greater.

It's all cheap, and it's still like this, and I feel like I'm going to take a basin out and fill it with the blood I vomited. Sister Mu is beating around, but there is one thing missing-blood, and this is exactly fatal. It's like a tall and powerful gentleman who meets a short scoundrel, who has a fierce look in his eyes, picks up a brick from the ground, and rushes away without dying, and directly knocks the tall and powerful gentleman who is still hesitant to the ground with a brick.

But bloody nature does not mean that it can be stimulated when it is stimulated, it needs to be tempered for many years and penetrated deep into the bones before it will be formed naturally. It's like suddenly letting a scoundrel pretend to be a gentleman, and a gentleman pretends to be a scoundrel. Even if you try very hard to imitate, it is just imitation, and you can't achieve that kind of charm, a scoundrel is still a scoundrel, a gentleman is still a gentleman, and the process of imitation is pretended, it is false, and it will be broken when you poke it. Therefore, no matter how Sister Mu stimulates her bloodiness, it is a kind of hypothetical blood, and it can't change the situation of the battle.

"Stop, I have something to say, and I am concerned about your life and death. Feng Ming suddenly stopped the two of them from fighting.

Feng Ming's behavior shocked the others, and when he suddenly intervened, it would stick to the cause and effect, causing accidents. Even Kongkong was stunned, interrupting the fight, it was beneficial to Sister Mu, could it be that Feng Ming wanted to help Sister Mu?