No matter how he inquired, the space was still silent, allowing him to hear his own breathing, and the words he shouted out were like stones sinking into the sea, and there was no wave at all.

Squatting down, his eyes were gloomy and looking ahead, he could feel that he had cultivated for so long and that his current realm was equivalent to that of a monk in the Transformation Period, but when it was really in actual combat, it was estimated that it was really not as powerful as a Transformation Stage monk.

He knew very well that this was the imprisonment of the bloodline, if the body could not break through the transformation of the gods, the doppelganger would definitely not be able to break the boundaries of cultivation, and if the body died, then he would also die without warning.

The doppelganger relies on the ontology to survive, but the subject does not have to rely on the doppelganger to survive, this is the ancient avenue boundary, the avenue boundary that no one and nothing can break, just like a fish can't leave the water, it's the same reason.

An hour later, the white and noble light in the sky condensed two drops of blood, one drop as black as ink, and the breath circulating on it could be called the mighty of the demons, allowing all the creatures looking at him to directly hold the demons.

The other drop is the Buddha's light, like a kind Buddha, with a slight light stirring, which can transform all the desires in the world and cleanse one's own sinful mind.

Two drops of blood divided the entire heaven and earth into two parts, the dark and lonely Sinful Demon Domain on the left, full of demonic sound bewitchment, and the other side was the yellow light that could cross all living beings, reflecting the earth and the sky, everything was plated with a layer of brilliant gold edges, stirring Sanskrit sound bewitchment.

The intersection of the two drops of blood in the middle, each divided into a boundary, forcibly blocking the opposite side, and it could not blend with each other at all, which was extremely weird and mysterious.

Without waiting for Xu Mo to carefully observe the mystical meaning of the two, a ripple rippled in the space, rushing straight towards him, the speed could almost reach the effect of teleportation, and the indifferent words explained in his ear: "These two drops of blood beads are the ancient demon and the ancient Buddha essence blood, and the ancient god blood in your body has been refined, and you can accept the backlash brought by the two drops of essence blood." ”

After a pause, the voice came again, and he said curiously: "I'm also curious, under the fusion of the three, can we reproduce the Yungu immortal body of the ancient war period, you must know that the Dao Gu at that time can be called crushing the eight thousand planes of the world, even if the body is beaten into dust, not only is it still indestructible, but it can also be restored to its original posture in an instant." ”

It was true that his words had no credibility, Xu Mo turned around directly, took out two cloth balls from his arms without hesitation, plugged his ears, closed his eyes and meditated and breathed, as if those words were playing the piano to the cow and did not play any role.

Next to Xu Mo's ears, who were meditating on the spot, two not-so-strong suction forces came, and the two cloth balls that were stuffed there rushed out of his ears like this, like two naughty children, leaving his ears regardless of it.

In this case, what else can Xu Mo do, he can only wait quietly for the other party's next step, otherwise he will find two more cloth balls to stuff, and finally let the other party take the cloth balls away, doing useless work, Xu Mo will not do it.

"Fuse two drops of blood into your body, you can achieve the Yungu Immortal Body, although it can't be completed now, but it can also make you immortal, but the recovery is a little slow, I'm all for your good. ”

With the voice coming out, a white-haired man appeared next to the two drops of blood, dragging the two drops of blood in the palm of his hand, looking at Xu Mo who was close at hand very solemnly.

But seeing that Xu Mo was unmoved, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand and turned around the blood beads, and all the surrounding visions disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of what had just existed.

With a long sigh, he shook his head gently, and waved his sleeve robe at Xu Mo suddenly, and the two blood beads were mixed with thousands of blood gas, and shot towards Xu Mo rapidly, so that Xu Mo was obviously far away, but he could clearly smell the bloody smell surrounding it.

The dripping spin floated three inches in front of Xu Mo's body, and the white-haired man who appeared just now was nowhere to be seen, and the meaning of his appearance was to send two drops of blood, even the fools in the dust didn't believe it, let alone Xu Mo.

No matter what the other party's intentions were, Xu Mo was not timid at all about this, he knew very well that although this Yinyi was extremely unreliable, he would never kill himself so easily, because he was still of some use to him.

Don't look at him at a loss now, but the ontological situation of the outside world, he can still perceive a little, for example, the tenth artistic conception has been realized, now only his injuries have not fully recovered, as long as he recovers, there is hope for his gods.

After thinking about it, he directly opened his mouth and swallowed two drops of blood into his abdomen, and the blood dripped into his abdomen, like high-temperature lava constantly rolling in his body, and from the surface of his body, he could clearly see the sudden green tendons and purple blood vessels.

Sweat flowed down his neck to the ground, two abnormal riotous energies continued to impact, and the internal organs in his body were churning, and after cracking, the repair was as good as ever, capricious, making Xu Mo feel that he was about to be unable to hold on.

The power of nourishing and repairing comes from the self-healing ability of the ancient gods, and the continuous shattering and rebuilding of his internal organs began to become abnormally tough, and the speed of destruction became slower and slower, and in the end, it was impossible to destroy it again.

The two drops of blood did not quiet down because of this, but rushed towards Xu Mo's eyes, as if there was their last hope, and finally escaped from the dawn in Xu Mo's body.

Wandered into Xu Mo's eyes, but they were combined together, forming two dim clouds of light hidden in them, and then fell silent, which really made Xu Mo difficult to react.

According to his thoughts, these two drops of blood should not be so calmly attached to his eyes, but this is the way it is, the more you can't think about it, the more likely it is to happen.

smiled slightly, didn't care about this, no matter how to say it, he didn't lose his life, this is already a great luck in luck, who knows if Yinji cheated himself at that time, this point can't be investigated at all.

At the same time as he breathed a sigh of relief, all of a sudden, his eyes were like a fire, and there was a tearing pain, and he hurriedly surged towards his eyes with the power of the ancient gods, but the pain did not decrease much, and it was still getting worse and worse.

The pain made him cover his eyes and fall directly to the ground, rolling back and forth to the side, and the red eyes could be seen along the gap between his fingers, almost bursting directly, making people worry that the next moment, the bloodshot in his eyes would rush out of blood.