This is the sea of blood, it is the foundation of the primeval blood sea Dao Monarch's enlightenment, it is the basis for him to break through the limit of the innate gods and go to the great product, and it is also the possibility that he is eager to break through the so-called great product and completely have the honorific title of [extreme], just because this Dao killing is too heavy, and it stirs up countless prestige.

Under the guidance of Fu Xi, he acted more and more fiercely, desperate, and gradually lost his initial calmness.

It is no longer the same as in the past when collecting the blood of all souls and killing in parallel, but driving the sea of blood, devouring immeasurable beings, and finally becoming famous, ranking Bai Ze as the top ten in killing for [Tianji Pavilion], the first in killing, and the name in the six worlds, attracting the Yuchen Daojun who is holding the Qingping sword and sweeping the ten strong enemies, known as [There is no life under the sword, and the front is undefeated].

And then there was no then.

In the end, the sea of blood was hung directly into the sky.

The famous Blood Sea Ancestor, there is not a single hair left.

But even so, its foundation is still there, the Yuchen Daojun at that time was not the Dao Ancestor who later held a sword to cut off the calamity for the common people, and the Blood Sea Ancestor gathered the Blood Sea Ritual at all costs, he did not destroy it, and now this precipitation below, the ritual with the immeasurable blood of the common people is still intact and still exists.

Yunqin stood at the end of the stars of the Doubu and borrowed the method to look down.

Only to see that the sea of blood, which was still calm and peaceful before, changed in an instant, and the waves exploded layer by layer, surging like an angry dragon, and then suddenly turned into a whirlpool, surging downward, the movement was extremely loud, and even began to spread in all directions.

"No Confusion ......"

The deepest part of the sea of blood.

The blood instantly turned into a quaint peak temple, magnificent and vast, every place was filled with the simplicity of the ancient mythological era, which was terrifying, and the young Taoist was in the center at the moment, countless blood gathered into a series of talismans, ink-colored Taoist robes, and the black-haired Yuchen Daojun retracted his gaze and looked at Emperor Wa in the seal.

Emperor Wa's true body instinctively helped the 'child' over there to return to a normal state.

At least, it was in the 'normal state' of the era of Emperor Wa's true body, the posture of the innate human race, Yuchen Dao Jun assisted this process with the help of the Great Product Ritual left by the Blood Sea Dao Monarch, his eyes swept coldly over the surrounding sea of blood, and said lightly: "It's okay to waste a little, your foundation at this moment should be able to bear a part, and the rest of the part, after the True Monarch, before boarding the Great Product, come here." ”

"The Blood Sea Dao people are dead, and what is left behind is just a waste here."

"It's better to belong to you, and you can polish it to the peak of flesh and blood."

"The emperor has no regrets, he is on the verge of a masterpiece, and it is difficult to turn back, don't regret it."

Qi Wufu only felt that he was in a furnace.

Surrounded by qi and blood, the endless high temperature forged this body, subconsciously running the Nine Turns Refining Yuan Method created by himself, in the Blood Sea Daojun's Blood Sea Ritual, the immeasurable vitality was actually absorbed, strengthening the body, poor that Blood Sea Ancestor, killing fiercely, planning for a lifetime, but in the end he made a wedding dress for others, this battle is extremely great at this moment.

But suddenly, in this ancient and magnificent blood-colored temple, a series of quaint words emerged, and then flowed and fell from the 18-way giant pillars, one by one, with charm, with traces of the avenue, with the past blood sea ancestors across the world, unparalleled moves and rhyme.

Although this body has fallen, the Tao cannot be broken!

Among them, there are incomparable, the eighteen styles of the blood sea knife method, there are many magical powers, which can set off a bloody storm, and more in the perception of the way of flesh and blood, among which the core of the Tao rhyme inheritance is the blood sea ancestor who galloped in the world back then, before meeting Yuchen Daojun, there was no defeat, and even Taishang Yuqing never completely took him down, ever-changing, dripping blood rebirth!

Come on!

Come on!

Accept my inheritance, accept my rituals, accept my avenue and then step on my god's body, completely break through the cage of the top of the great product, truly go to a stronger and higher position, and achieve the ancestor of the blood sea, and can be compared with the three Qings, as long as you agree, all the ways of this blood sea are yours!

This is the pure rhyme, is the most sincere desire and blessing of the road walking unsuccessful, hoping to hand over the road that he has not walked to the hands of future generations, hoping that he can surpass himself, go to a farther direction, and see more wonderful scenery!

And then—

The sword light swept over, and the cold and sharp sword qi cut through many blood-colored words in an instant, and the slowly flowing blood light Dao rhyme froze in an instant, and all sides were quiet, but this sword roared low, as if it was the only sound in the world, the black Taoist robe, the young Daojun with the hairpin of the black jade hairpin had a white palm, holding the hilt of the sword, and his tone was cold and arrogant:

"Whoever dies by my sword will not survive."

"Defeated by the former, your way is useless."

The young Daojun's expression was cold, his sleeves were flicked, and he was concise:

"Thou—"

"I am not qualified to contaminate my disciples."

"Rubbish!"

The sound of the sword was clear and low, in the sea of blood, there was a dead silence in an instant, and then the words that seemed to have charm were all turned into ashes and annihilated, 18 avenues inherited, 3,675 left path magic methods, and supernatural immortal magic was endlessly extinguished, since then, a generation of heroes, blood sea dao ancestors, Taoist system annihilation, no inheritance.

Only the purest and boundless blood-colored food remained, constantly pouring into that person's body, originally intended to use this to assist the instinct of Emperor Wa's body, quickly let this young Taoist complete the process of exchanging blood, and also save the root for Emperor Wa, but at this moment, this person actually practiced some kind of method similar to the Taishang Dan Method!

The deepest accumulation of this endless sea of blood is all the essence blood of the strong in the past.

In the process of this ritual, the young Taoist used the method of seven into nine turns, and the method of collecting fire and refining the yuan was quenched into a great medicine, and then 'swallowed' into the body, and it turned out to be the method of alchemy in the blood sea, and the blood vein had not been purified, and the physical body began to ascend madly.

"...... by the Law of the Flesh"

"Not bad."

"It's just that, I'm afraid Wa will cost Jing Yuan."

Yuchen Daojun's expression was cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and dropped the talisman, but it was to guide Qi Wufu's blood to fly into the space where Emperor Wa was, the woman was dead, her eyes were closed, her face was fair, but her expression was as calm as if she was just a short sleep, helping this young Taoist to purify the bloodline of this body, but the more purified, the closer it was to the innate human race of the primeval era, the greater the potential of this body.

The greater the potential of the physical body, the more it will be able to devour more blood seas, and the Nine Transformation Refining Yuan will be transformed into a great medicine, quickly filling up the potential.

And the quality of the physical body has skyrocketed.

The stronger the physical body, the more difficult it is to exchange blood for purification.

This made the young man Yuchen frown slightly, as if he sensed the trickiness of the future disciple in front of him.

And at this time, when the blood of Qi Wufu's body was purified by one-third, there was a sudden sound of mutation, and in his body, a blazing fire burned uncontrollably, interrupting the process of Emperor Wa's blood exchange, and the blazing fire broke out almost instantly, Yuchen Daojun casually popped out a sword qi and suppressed it, perceiving that this naturally erupting Qi actually began to burn his sword qi in reverse, and raised his eyes slightly:

"The god of fire wishes to melt."

"Zhu Rong is not my opponent, what is the use of the residual Qi?"

"Thou shalt be cut off today, and the Qi of the defeated is not qualified to ......"

Yuchen Daojun's movements paused slightly, and then he seemed to realize something, the sword qi moved slightly, and the young Daoist's method of Nasumeru like a mustard seed was torn open, and many treasures inside were transferred out, and the Daojun's sword qi moved, and he set aside an object, which was heavy and heavy, glowing with a dark yellow luster, and was slightly surprised, and said: "The soil is ......."

"Wa is here, and there is the Qi of Zhurong, the things of the earth."

"Innate Terran."

"It's kind of interesting."

The young Daojun in the black robe seemed to realize something, and suddenly said lightly: "Come on." ”

The sleeve robe was swept away, and the great magic power was exerted, and in an instant, the huge primordial spirit swept directly through the immeasurable sea of blood, and after a while, a trace of bright color appeared under the eyes, the five fingers were clenched, the sea of blood surged, and the wisps of blood flowed out.

Daojun's wrist turned slightly, his palm was white and slender, his palm was facing up, and his five fingers were slightly loosened.

This stream of blood flowed and swirled above his palm.

Turned into a ball of pure Qi, this Qi is blue, hidden in the depths, but it is an inky color, showing the pure water source of Qi, Yuchen Daojun said lightly: "Sure enough, the ancient battles and battles, the water god Gonggong has fought in the eight directions several times, is one of the five Qi emperors of the five directions, and is also the god of all waters, with the character of the sea of blood, he must secretly accept his blood, to assist himself." ”

"In this way, Wa is here, and there is the rest of the soil, the flame of blessing and melting, and the water of co-labor."

"Goodness."

"It should be reproduced in the great cause of making man out of the soil."

Yuchen Daojun's sleeve robe was swept away, and the Qi of Gonggong flew to the side of the Daoist, and the sea of blood under Qi Wuzhuo's body flowed, and the yin and yang changed, turning into a huge yin and yang diagram, with the fire of Zhurong as the yang, the water of the co-workers as the yin, and then the Wutu as the center, reconciling and dividing the yin and yang.

The Great Dao Jun Law is decided, and a Taiji Yin and Yang diagram is created under the sword.

Then the qi continued to change, and connected with the space where Emperor Wa was located, in order to reduce the loss of Emperor Wa's foundation, and Emperor Wa's spirit and soul were not here, only the instinct to protect the 'child' remained, and at this moment, the coexistence of the fire of Zhurong and the water of co-work made Emperor Wa's instinct return to the most joyful time, the moment when the [child] was born.

So the instinctive air machine pulls.

The fire of Zhurong, the Qi of co-work, and the soil after the soil all naturally converged.

Instinctively, the process of creating the Terran is repeated.

Dao Jun held his hands in his hands at this moment, his eyes were shining, and he said to himself in a low voice: "Very good, Zhu Rong Huo Gong Qi, in this case, just like the person created by Emperor Wa himself, in this way, if it comes to the foundation, it will not be inferior to the disciple of the Emperor Kaihuang and the end of the tribulation." ”

"Humph!"

"Since I am my founding disciple, I want to do my best."

"I can't even do this."

"Is your sword also blunt?"

"However, this kind of superior jade can carry my sword intent, and it can be my future opponent."

"But I can't leave this place for a short time."

"This sword, this person, and this law are prepared for you, the outside world."

The black hair on the sideburns of the young Daojun was raised slightly, and the bottom of his eyes was cold:

"The road is difficult to achieve, only I am the sword!"

"The edge of this disciple, let's try it first, if you are me, I am afraid that you are looking in all directions, and there is no invincible opponent, it is boring in vain."

"Don't be too surprised by such a gift."

In this place silently, re-evolved the creation of the Wa Emperor's soil and man, Qi Wufu's bloodline has changed, and his personality and heels have gradually climbed, he is in a trance, like a god and soul, seems to have experienced the flow of rivers and thousands of mountains and rivers, seems to have felt the heaviness of the earth, seems to have experienced the forging of fire, and finally has a pair of soft hands to bring himself back to the world.

He felt the joy of the first creation that emerged conceptually.

Feeling the foundation of the earth turning into his body, feeling the beating of the flames, and the power from the water that ran from the thousands of mountains and rivers, he raised his head in a trance, saw the warmth of the sun, saw the soft woman smiling, humming softly, and the fatigue of the journey was gradually smoothed out.

The so-called source of man is here.

On the yin and yang diagram of the core of the Blood Sea Ritual, the eyebrows of the young Taoist seemed to be smoothed by a pair of soft palms, and the pressure brought about by the many fights and challenges was dispersed, as if returning to the beginning, back to the most reassuring place, Qi Wufu breathed softly, and fell into a deep sleep.

The most perfect foundation of the innate human race.

It is precisely because Xuandu created the [example] of the human race after creation, in order to succeed, Emperor Wa used all his efforts, and everything in Xuandu far exceeded the human race that Emperor Wa pinched out later, or the creation of the first person in Xuandu, which was an attempt at any cost.

After trying it, it is natural to choose the more secure way.

And now, what is reproduced at this moment is the most perfect and extreme, and even the creation of the primordial human race with three points of luck, the legend that has already disappeared from the past, and it has reappeared.

Just when Qi Wufu's mind calmed down and slowly fell into a quiet sleep.

It was as if he was sinking in water.

But there are other things floating at the same time.

One up and down, one movement and one stillness, the principle of yin and yang rotation.

Zhu Rong's Qi, the Qi of the Earth, and the Qi of Gonggong emitted a streamer, and then these Qi machines, which were originally the same as water and fire, rotated and circled in the dark space under the traction of Wahuang's Qi Machine, naturally gathered together, and then calmly merged with the human Qi and luck, collapsing inward, and finally suddenly lit up peacefully.

The true first and last human qi burned in the body of the young Taoist.

There is not the slightest out-of-phase, there is no outward appearance.

It seems to be so.

Endless ancient sea, Wa Huang exchanged blood.

Back to the roots.

Heaven and earth, people, gods and ghosts, five Qi get two.

Pure to the extreme, human Qi.

……………………

At this moment—

The heavenly realm, in the Purple Mansion Xuandu View.

The Archmage is alchemy.

(End of chapter)