The pulse spirit is a unique existence for those who practice pulse magic, just like the natal magic weapon of a cultivator, the pulse spirit is also something that communicates with the body.

However, not every beginner has a pulse spirit, under normal circumstances, a person who cultivates a pulse technique needs to cultivate to reach the realm of Biyuan before he can cultivate a pulse spirit, and those who have a pulse spirit before cultivating the pulse technique are only the Heavenly Pulse Practitioners, and they are also the only one.

Hearing the words of the god-killing mouse, Lin Feng subconsciously raised his right hand to touch the pulse spirit in the center of his eyebrows.

"Hum,"

When Lin Feng's right hand touched the sword-shaped mark at the center of his eyebrows, he suddenly felt a buzzing in his mind, followed by a blank space, and then, a large amount of information poured into his mind like a tide.

The huge amount of information rushed to the head, and the entire head seemed to explode, but in just an instant, Lin Feng's face and forehead were all covered with sweat the size of beans.

However, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, even though he had a splitting headache, he still didn't snort.

The god-killing rat next to him saw Lin Feng trembling and standing at the entrance of the passage, it did not show a panicked look, but jumped back a few meters, squatting not far away and staring at Lin Feng.

It knew that the forest wind could not be disturbed at this time.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a day, and it seemed like hundreds of millions of years, and finally, the information stopped pouring into my mind, and the swelling pain in my head slowly disappeared.

Lin Feng sat on the ground, snorting and panting, the sweat of the bean was dripping as if he didn't want money, and his whole body was wet.

After a long time, Lin Feng slowly got up, and his breathing became much smoother, but at the corner of his mouth, a smile could obviously be seen.

"Whoa,"

At this time, a sound of breaking the air came, and the god-killing rat flew from a distance, circling around Lin Feng, and at the same time, he spat out people's words, and said to the snake, "Oh, this Heavenly Vein is different, just after contacting the pulse technique cultivation, he has reached the realm of phantom blood, amazing, amazing!"

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth rose, what the god-killing mouse said was right, he had indeed broken through five realms in a row, and when he reached the phantom blood realm, in the dantian, there was not only a purple vein field, but also, above the vein, there was also a light purple bead, the spirit bead.

Giving birth to the Gathering Spirit Bead, it means that your pulse cultivation has reached the realm of phantom blood, which is equivalent to the foundation building period of the cultivator, the junior magician cultivation of the magician, but he has just come into contact with the pulse cultivation and has no actual combat experience at all.

Moreover, in the large amount of information just now, there is the most complete pulse technique cultivation decision, the Heavenly Vein Divine Decision, just by listening to the name, you know that it is a top-level cultivation method.

And that's exactly what happened.

"Goo,"

At this time, there was a sound in the abdomen, and a feeling of hunger arose.

"Little mouse, do you have anything to eat here?" From the time he fell off the cliff to the present, not a drop of water has entered, no grain of rice has been eaten, Lin Feng is not a god, nor is he an immortal, even if he has broken through the five realms at once, but he is a human after all, and he needs grains to replenish his strength.

"First of all, correct a little bit, I'm not a little mouse, I'm even a high divine beast to kill a god mouse, in addition, there is nothing to eat under the cliff, generally if I want to eat, I climb the cliff to find it" Speaking of this, the god rat paused, and then said, "However, hunger in the belly, this is of great benefit to the master's cultivation, although you have broken through to the phantom blood realm now, it is not stable, and the physique is too poor, you have to practice well." ”

"How can the cultivation of physique be cultivated overnight, and I am hungry in my belly now, and I have no heart."

"Peng,,"

"Whoa,"

Before Lin Feng's words were finished, then there was a dull pain in his chest, and then, there was a whirring wind sound in his ears, and his body instantly rose from the ground, crossed a parabola in the air, and fell back into the pool of blood.

"Stinky rat, you," struggling to emerge from the pool of blood, he was about to scold the god-killing mouse, just now, while he was defenseless, the god-killing mouse instantly bounced and crashed into himself, knocking himself out.

It's just that Lin Feng's words were not finished, and the god-killing rat shouted at Lin Feng first, "Master, I am also good to you, this blood pool is a good thing, you can refine your body in it." ”

Lin Feng still wanted to speak, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back.

Because, Lin Feng suddenly felt that the pores of his whole body were evacuated, and he was absorbing the energy in the blood pool with all his might.

Is it really possible to strengthen one's physique?

Feeling the slightest trace of energy entering his body, Lin Feng secretly pondered, and then didn't care about anything else, he simply closed his eyes, lay on his back on the blood pool, and operated the pulse power in his body according to the cultivation method of the Heavenly Vein Divine Determination.

Since the god-killing rat calls himself the master, he must not murder himself.

With the operation of the Heavenly Vein Divine Determination, the speed at which the pores around the body absorbed energy became faster, and outside, it could be seen with the naked eye that the color of the entire blood pool was slowly fading.

"Hehe, as my master, it would be a shame for me to be sick, if it weren't for you, the energy of this blood pool would have been absorbed by me a long time ago. Watching the blood pool fade over time, the god-killing rat stood at the entrance of the passage and muttered.

And at this time, Lin Feng, who was lying in the blood pool, could be described as fluttering, the hunger before had disappeared, and he still felt comfortable and had inexhaustible strength.

Now it feels like being able to smash a boulder with one punch.

"Don't lie down anymore, the energy is almost absorbed by you, and it's useless for you to lie down any longer. At this moment, the voice of the god-killing rat came into my ears again.

Feel it with your heart, indeed, although there is still a trace of energy entering the body, but the amount is pitiful, so small that it can even be ignored.

"Whoa,"

With the sound of water, Lin Feng slowly swam to the passage and climbed up from the pool of blood.

At this time, looking at the blood pool, it has completely turned transparent, where there is still a little blood red, and you can even clearly see the glittering treasures at the bottom of the blood pool.

"Hey, little mouse, what is this?" asked the god-killing mouse, turning around with a smile on his face.

The current Lin Feng is no longer the pale and sickly appearance of the past, but bronze

's skin, the skin is bloody, the eyes are also bright, there is a faint flash of light, full of confidence,

"What else could it be, blood, of course. The god-killing rat seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lin Feng's title, and replied casually.

"Blood?" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and turned around to look at the huge blood pool in front of him, such a huge blood pool, "Such a large pool, how many people should be killed, and how much blood is needed to gather into this!"

"Cut, short-sighted, this is the blood of the devil's fang. "The god-killing rat is full of disdain, and there is no estrangement between master and servant at all.

As soon as these words came out, Lin Feng was shocked, and then turned around in an instant, the boss with stunned eyes stared at the god-killing mouse, and said in a lost voice, "Ghost fang!"