The machine spirit, which had been concentrating on controlling the delicate balance between elixir and blood, also sensed this terrifying situation, and his face couldn't help but show a look of horror, and his heart was beating violently.

It considered itself well prepared, and considered all the problems that might arise with the most extreme thoughts.

The elixir in this place was more than ten times higher than the elixir needed by any previous trialist.

In other words, if he was any other person, even if Xin Jimo came to the trial at this time, it would be enough to strengthen his bloodline more than ten times.

But he never thought that when so many elixirs were used on Yuxiang, they were only a little more than half completed, and these were beyond its understanding of the strongest bloodline, and it was difficult to accept.

If the bloodline can be completely strengthened, this is a great joy for Yuxiang and it, enough to be happy for it for a long time.

But this has a premise, that is, it can completely strengthen the bloodline and reach the most perfect state.

Otherwise, when the two bloods return to the trialist's body, they will repel each other and fight, causing the balance in the body to be broken and a terrible situation that is irreparable.

As for how terrible it is, it's a little hard to describe. It can only be said that being able to keep a whole corpse is the best result.

"Ever since I put this little guy to trial, I've been in a lot of trouble."

"Not only will my inexhaustible Shouyuan be at the bottom of the day, but now he may have to put his life into it. Now, I regret my decision. ”

Although it thought so in its heart, the movements of its hands never stopped, and even wanted to divide some power to catalyze the barren ground, to create some more elixirs, and continue to maintain this delicate balance, as long as it could.

After carefully trying this idea, one elixir after another grew upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye in the originally empty land, and soon more than a dozen elixirs grew.

Such a scene, although far from the speed of consumption, but also a solution to the urgent need, can't help but let it show a little joy, and maintain this balance with two hearts.

Half an hour passed, and the machine spirit felt more and more powerless, and its hands trembled a little. After all, the elixir still can't withstand the speed of consumption, and the balance is about to be broken.

The mass of blood, which had only completed four-fifths of the strengthening progress, gradually showed signs of returning to the physical body, and the elixir that cut off the connection between the two was no longer enough, and it was getting weaker and weaker.

"Hold on a little longer!"

The machine spirit couldn't help but roar in his heart, bloodshot in his eyes. Biting the tip of his tongue, he released his own origin essence blood and sprinkled it on this land. It will not hesitate to damage itself, but it will continue to maintain the supply of elixir.

But this is just drinking to quench your thirst, and it is difficult to survive the next fifth.

"Mistaken son!"

Its face was full of sorrow, its heart was full of resentment towards itself, its own arrogance, and its preparation was so inadequate.

It's just that now, how to turn the tide is just destiny after all.

This can't be blamed on it, no one could have imagined that what Yuxiang needed reached such a terrifying level. It's done well enough, and it's thought of the worst, and it's still unexpected.

Now it is the so-called, do your best, obey the destiny of heaven.

But when this destiny fell on his head, even if it was a peerless powerhouse who had cultivated to reach the Immortal Venerable Realm, he still couldn't change anything.

"It's over!"

Its face was gloomy, but it still refused to give up the last bit of hope.

Perhaps it was this persistence that moved some kind of existence in the underworld, and a blue light rushed out of the black and white scroll and fell in the field maintained by the machine spirit.

A portal emerged in its shocked gaze, and a majestic aura poured out of it, and a figure that was more powerful than it was now walked out.

"It's good that it came in time, otherwise something would have happened!"

Looking at the movement in the field at this time, the visitor couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he didn't hesitate, and forcibly forced out all the blood that had returned to Yuxiang's body with terrifying cultivation.

I was a little puzzled about how this person got into the stone tablet, but the figure of this person made the machine spirit feel extremely familiar.

"You, are you the Jimo Kid?"

It was a little unsure, but it still asked, and its heart was extremely excited at this time.

Once a young man, now he has reached the same realm as it, how can he not be moved when he appears at such a time.

"Senior, you are getting older, you shouldn't be like this."

How did Xin Jimo know the reason why the machine spirit became like this, his face was a little solemn, but he was also a little puzzled.

Two people controlling that mass of blood at the same time can give them time to talk, but it is not a long-term solution.

If we want to solve this scourge, we must solve the source.

"Jimo boy, you hold on, I have to get rid of the elixir needed for catalysis, and I'll talk about it in detail after I finish this matter."

The machine spirit shook his head, not wanting to continue talking about this topic, the less people knew about it, the better.

And the top priority at this time is not the time to explore these, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and instructed Xin Jimo, who had just come in.

The latter also nodded when he heard this, and said nothing more, knowing that now was not the time.

After the machine spirit withdrew his spiritual power, he realized how difficult this job was. Even though he was in his heyday, he was still sweating profusely after two moments.

It's hard to imagine how difficult it is to operate so many steps at the same time.

Only now, the crisis has passed, there is hope for success, and it is only a matter of time before the third level of the trial is completed.

After the machine spirit withdrew its spiritual power, it never rested, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy floating in the small world, and even had no time to save it, and directly used a trace of it.

To make up the amount of elixir needed as quickly as possible, the blood spilling from the corner of its mouth became more and more, but it still didn't care.

In its eyes, nothing is more important now, not even its own life.

Xin Jimo was anxious in his eyes, and the machine spirit was also his teacher. But they don't know how to dissuade it, they are familiar with its character, and they know that it is useless to say anything.

I could only watch all this silently, my eyes full of distress.

However, with the continuous efforts of the two, the situation here has also begun to improve.

Countless elixirs regrew on the originally bare and barren ground, and the scent of medicine once again floated in the air.

The machine spirit finally has leisure time, and can slowly recover its spiritual power and heal its injuries.

From time to time, he would help Xin Jimo share a little pressure, and the progress of that ball of blood was finally over.