After pondering calmly for a moment, but the feeling of swelling pain in the meridians came again, and he still did not release the majestic blood power.

It's not that he is greedy and doesn't know how to choose, but he feels that he seems to have a way to refine this blood power.

Brian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes quickly faded before being replaced by a strange scarlet.

The power of his own dark blood in the night surged out through the corpse beads, and a clear outline of blood appeared an inch on his abdomen, lighting up a black node in the heart like a blood spider.

The human body contains intangible, and there are 36 cultivation nodes in the human body, and ordinary mortals, only the first node at the ignition of the heart can store spiritual power in the body, so as to embark on the path of cultivation.

And the remaining thirty-six cultivation nodes lie in the cultivation qualifications and talents of human beings, and the more nodes that can be ignited, the better the cultivation talent.

The 36 nodes of the human body are born in the body, and the nodes are all in a state of opening up, which can maximize the potential of the human body and the effect of renewing the spirit.

Ordinary unignited nodes cannot store spirits.

Through internal vision, Brian found that the thirty-six cultivation nodes in his body were all closed and blocked, and the human meridians composed of the thirty-six nodes were like a small world of mountains and rivers.

It's just that his small world of mountains and rivers is an eternal night, without dawn and a glimmer of light.

The dark power of dark blood roamed freely in the world, like the lord of the night, dominating this infinite long night, surrounded by the spiritual power of heaven and earth penetrating the skin, and soon it was devoured again, unable to ignite a trace of light.

Even in the Heart Mansion, the node that maintained the spiritual power of cultivation was dyed black and closed, like an ancient rusty nail, almost melting on his heart that would not beat.

Now, he's going to pull that nail out!

His body is dead, and his soul is the soul of the dead that cannot rest.

At the moment of his death, the nodes in his body were not to mention storing spiritual power, and he couldn't even maintain the vitality in his body like a normal person.

The natal life is the body of the deceased, but it is delusional to ignite the node of spiritual power of cultivation.

This is something that the undead, ghouls, ghouls, evil spirits, can't even imagine.

Maybe lighting that node, pulling out that rusty nail, he will suffer great pain.

Even, he didn't know what kind of existence he would become in the end.

Because at this moment, the way he is walking is inhumane.

Immortals and demons have been in a dilemma since ancient times, and light and darkness will always be opposites.

Just like the power of darkness and the power of fairies, if the two collide, there is only one way to go, either the fairy purifies the darkness, or the darkness devours the fairy.

Therefore, it can be said that Bailian's thoughts and actions at this moment are very stupid and terrifying.

Because since Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, none of the heavenly gods and demons dared to try such a devastating cultivation method.

The green qi turned into a python, biting the blood qi that overflowed from the corpse beads, to Bailian's surprise, the green python sword qi was completely different from the characteristics of the dark power, and the aura emitted was clear and clear, eternal, and clear and upright.

The blood qi is like a tide, constantly hitting the node in this heart secluded mansion.

There was a faint cramping pain in the heart, as if it had been pierced, and a look of pain appeared between Bailian's eyebrows, which was a strong conflict between the power of the dark demon and the sword qi and the blood qi.

However, apart from the severe pain, he did not feel the threat of death.

It works!

Brian no longer deliberately controlled the temptation, allowing the corpse beads to spin wildly, and the purest blood hidden in them also gushed wildly.

Soon, Brian's pale skin revealed an abnormal flush, and his cheeks and neck were covered with cobweb-like blood.

The next moment, there was a soft snap, and a very small opening opened in his heart.

However, a large amount of blood gushed out, splashing on the back of his hand.

It's cold.

That is necrosis in the body, and excess septic blood is excreted from the body.

It has been accumulated in the body for hundreds of years, and it is finally discharged.

This is similar to the washing of the sutras and marrow of human practitioners.

Two hours passed.

The speed at which the orb moved gradually slowed down, and finally became transparent and clear, and it came to a standstill.

And in Bailian's heart, finally, a tiny, faint light like stardust ignited.

That glimmer of light is hidden in a heart that doesn't beat......

Knock knock!

A beating sound similar to a drum came from under his chest, similar to the sound of a human heartbeat.

However, he is a corpse demon, and it is impossible for his heart to beat, which is the frequency beating that occurs when the two forces of the dark demon and the fairy spirit in his body are intertwined and resonate.

Just a moment.

Heavy on it!

It brought him a sharp pain like a bone and a heartache!

His eyes were dark, and his body seemed to be unable to bear the intense pain, and he fell to the ground, unable to breathe, but could only gasp meaninglessly.

If he directly hid the blood of the immortal spirit in the corpse bead and slowly refined it day and night, he would never have to bear such inhuman torture and pain, and he might even be purified and buried at any time.

But he ...... Use all the power of immortal blood to impact the cultivation nodes that only belong to humans.

For thousands of corpse demons, this kind of stupidity that kills himself has actually made him really do it.

He lay on the cold ground, his scarlet eyes gradually turning black, his body still trembling and spasming slightly from pain, but his gaze was unusually calm.

His dark eyes reflected the light on the ground, and he slowly raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.

The sharp pain just now clearly made him feel a distant and familiar feeling.

This feeling made him slightly moved.

It should have created a precedent miracle, but his mood didn't seem to be shocked by much drastic change.

The more time passed with him waking up, the more he embedded the corpse beads of the corpse in his body, although his heart did not fall into the demon path.

But his physical features, and even his emotions, became more and more like a cold dead man.

It seems to be gradually moving away from the emotions and desires that human beings should have.

His emotions of sadness, anger, joy, and so on seem to exist only on the surface of consciousness.

In the depths of his heart, it was like a frozen lake of frost and snow for thousands of years, and he couldn't be shocked by half a wave.

Even for the wine girl, even though something intimate has happened that shouldn't have happened, he knows that he is responsible for the wine girl out of more emotion.

It is her duty to protect her.

To this day, he can't even faintly feel the reluctance and warmth when he was separated from the wine girl in the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Cave.

Brian was faintly afraid, afraid of living as a cold corpse, a lost person who only knew how to walk but did not know where to go.