In the blink of an eye, months had passed, Yang Quan was wandering in the wilderness, all the way towards the Endless Sea, he walked very slowly, because on the way, he needed to kill demon beasts for cultivation, and he also needed to avoid the killings of high-level demon beasts.

Since that time he was injured by a sixth-level demon beast, Yang Quan has encountered two sixth-level demon beasts in more than four months, but he has learned the lesson of the last time, and he has no intention of merging with the sixth-level demon beasts, and they all flee directly, after all, if he is not sure to kill the other party, fighting with the sixth-level demon beast is definitely a hole in his brain, not only have to risk his life, but also get nothing, and the life-saving things will be consumed quickly.

In a hidden valley, Yang Quan arranged the formation prohibition, and placed nearly a hundred vials in front of him, all of which were full of demon beast blood, which was his harvest in the wilderness for half a year, except for the blood marks on his wrist that were used to refine the wrists, there was so much left, among which the third-level demon beasts accounted for a little more than half, and the fourth-level and fifth-level demon beasts each accounted for the remaining half.

He was going to cultivate the Immortal Blood Demon Skill to the second layer, this valley was originally the territory of a fifth-level demon beast, but now that the fifth-level demon beast was killed by him, the blood was contained in a small bottle in front of him, and the death qi was also preserved.

Yang Quan carved out a two-meter-square pool on top of a flat rock, then sucked out a part of the clear spring in the valley, cleaned the pool, and then began to put in all kinds of things needed for the Blood Demon Skill, including the matching elixir and so on, which he had prepared before he came.

After that, it was to put in the blood of the beast, Yang Quan dragged it with mana, and the blood of nearly 100 square meters of beast blood was all opened, and then poured into the pool, the blood of this demon beast is different from the blood of mortals, even if it has been out of the body for a long time, there is no slightest coagulation or rancid meaning, of course, this must have a special preservation method, it must be bottled in a jade bottle, and it must be sealed with various prohibitions, otherwise, when the aura in the blood is lost, these blood will be no different from the blood of mortals.

"The third-level beast blood still smells a little fishy, and the fourth-level and fifth-level beast blood even has a faint fishy smell..."Yang Quan shrugged his nose and said to himself. The more advanced the beast blood, the higher the spirituality, and the lighter the fishy smell, if it is the blood of a sixth-level demon beast, Yang Quan has obtained it before, that kind of blood even has a kind of fragrance, like some elixir, in fact, the blood of high-level demon beasts is a precious medicine for monks.

Yang Quan didn't waste time, he directly entered it, he concentrated so much beast blood in a small pool, even if he used the formation and prohibition to isolate it, it was not absolutely safe, in case there were many dreams in the night, it would not be good to attract other coveted demon beasts.

He began to absorb the immortal factor in the blood, and his body had a feeling of being torn and reorganized, he knew that it was not an illusion, but real, his body was torn, not macroscopic as a whole, but the tearing sensation of each cell, and the immortal factor entered every cell, and even deeper.

This is a loss of longevity, if it is not for the impossible, Yang Quan really does not want to practice this exercise, the foundation building period of the monk is one hundred and fifty years old, sometimes a small number of people can even reach close to two hundred years old, but it is definitely not possible to exceed two hundred years old.

Yang Quan's face was expressionless, if someone in the know saw it, he might sigh and sigh Yang Quan's endurance, but Yang Quan himself was extremely calm, his endurance was forced out, he was tortured under a strong desire to survive, and then he practiced several magic skills, which is not something to be proud of.

His physique became stronger and stronger, and after the endless tearing sensation, a powerful power emerged, the power of pure flesh...

Eight hours later, in the two-meter-square small pool, the color of the blood had almost faded, and Yang Quan had completed his success, not only entering the second layer of the Blood Demon Skill, but also rushing out of it, but he did not finish it, because there was still one-third of the utility in the pool, and he had not yet consumed it.

If there was so much beast blood, he would almost be able to hit the third layer, which is the Blood Condensation Pill.

A bright red appeared on the surface of his skin, a smile appeared at the corner of Yang Quan's mouth, the tearing feeling was already very weak, and instead of a powerful force filled him, he now really had a feeling that he could power a thousand pounds, his physical body was extremely powerful, and he even felt that if he had cultivated martial arts, he could now even tear apart the third-level demon beast with his physical body alone!

"Whew..."The lazy man listens to the book

The mountains roared and the tsunami was blowing, the sand and rocks were flying, and the formation arranged by Yang Quan was almost broken in an instant, and he was suddenly startled, jumping out of the pool, and was in doubt.

Looking out through the formation, the sky seemed to be obscured by something, and the next moment, he finally saw clearly and understood what was happening.

A dozen birds of length were directly above him, and as soon as he galloped out just now, the pseudo-sixth-level protective formation he had arranged almost broke directly, and this bird was preparing for a second action.

Yang Quan only felt that his mana was about to solidify, how many levels of flying demon beast was this? Everything was too sudden, and the threat of death was hovering above his head, and it could fall at any time.

"What should I do?"

If he attacks at most twice, his formation will be destroyed, and even if he attacks again, the formation will not exist, how will he escape at that time? Under the hands of a flying demon beast who doesn't know how many levels...

The threat of death made Yang Quan exert his wit, his head had never been so fast as it was now, two vials appeared in his hand, and he crushed them one by one.

One of the vials flowed out of a black-purple liquid, Yang Quan's palm had a layer of mana attached to it, avoiding it like a snake and scorpion, and the other vial flowed out of an emerald green liquid, and a fragrance instantly came out, and a strong vitality emerged.

The liquid in the two vials was all poured into the blood pool by Yang Quan, the formation was attacked again, and the formation was broken, Yang Quan looked at the blood pool, took out a large bottle, and smashed it directly on the rock, the emerald green earth milk flowed into it, he made a bloody investment, the flying demon beast outside, he couldn't even judge the level, but it was definitely above the sixth level, it was good to be able to save his life...

His divine sense and naked eyes looked outside, and he couldn't bear to take out three rune papers in his hand, and activate them at a very fast speed, all of which were rune papers that increased speed, Yan Xing Fu, Flying Escape Fu...

A black umbrella in the left hand, an ink ring in the right hand, and a shuttle on the foot...

"Whew... Woo!"

The rest of the formation was swept away, but this attack was very careful, as if he was afraid of hurting something, Yang Quan did not hesitate at all, and directly set up a light and flew away.

At this time, his speed was so fast that it could be said that the monks of the Yudan period were slightly surprised, and he flew away a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye, but then he could no longer maintain this speed, and there was an invisible restraint that sucked him back, and the demon beast did not intend to let him go, and his speed was under this suction, not even the previous three percent.

Yang Quan felt a little desperate in his heart, but he refused to give up, an armor-piercing cone in his hand, and a black beard wood thorn was quietly released, along with the suction and the initial velocity of the excitation, the suction from the rear directly dumb fire, and his body involuntarily rushed forward...

A withered yellow rune paper was held in his hand, if he still couldn't escape, he would use this rune paper, the uncertainty of this boundary breaking talisman was too high, and using him was equivalent to his future fate...