In the end, the natal blood inflammation is actually more like a kind of spiritual qi state, formed in the triple realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and then gradually grows, once the deity breaks through the ninefold spirit of the Spirit Emperor Realm and achieves the supreme legendary spiritual essence realm, the natal blood inflammation will merge with the vitality in the body of the deity, and the spiritual energy will liquefy, and then conjure up all kinds of magic powers.

But once the natal blood flame is truly summoned, the horror of combat power is also beyond the reach of mortals.

If there is a certainty of victory, then it will be a qualitative leap for the cultivation of the natal blood flame and the deity.

However, this thing is like a tender beauty (jiāo) and a delicious dim sum, which countless masters are coveting, and it is often a master who has just used a mysterious method to summon the natal blood flame, and is immediately detected by the divine consciousness to share the food with other strong people who have heard the news.

However, at this moment, in the state of annoyance and anger (qíng), in the depths of the Ghost Wood Forest Sea, Duan Qingfeng felt that there was no stronger place than him nearby, so he risked his blood sacrifice to the Natal Blood Flame.

"I sacrifice the immortal spirit with my blood, the blood of the natal blood, and the quick appearance (shēn)!"

After a few simple sentences, Duan Qingfeng muttered a large number of unknowingly (jìn) words in a low voice, and suddenly, the whole (shēn) was already red.

Zhan Mufeng was slightly startled, but he didn't know how to make a move, so he had to wait and see what happened.

"The attack power of the natal blood inflammation is extremely powerful, and there is no obstacle to the connection between them, but, their defense..."

Liu Meihan didn't deliberately hide from Duan Qingfeng and Zhan Mufeng, or, more precisely, these words seemed to be boasting about Duan Qingfeng's cultivation on the surface, but it seemed that they were deliberately for Zhan Mufeng.

With Liu Meihan's understanding of Duan Qingfeng, if Duan Qingfeng is really allowed to sacrifice his natal blood, Liu Meihan absolutely believes that Zhan Mufeng will not last long.

As for Duan Qingfeng, hearing these words, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes in arrogance, which is the most beneficial for her Liu Meihan to profit from chaos.

Zhan Mufeng sighed secretly, this willow and cold face has a peerless face that captivates the country and the city, but has a poisonous snake and scorpion (yīn) heart, I really don't know if it is a joke of creation or God.

If Zhan Mufeng really knows the true origin of Liu Meihan, or the origin of the root of the influence she is like this, Zhan Mufeng may have another idea.

And Duan Qingfeng, at this moment, has been carried away by what he thinks is a huge humiliation, and now he just wants to break Zhan Mufeng's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Moreover, Duan Qingfeng has absolute self-confidence, as long as he sacrifices his natal blood inflammation, it is not a problem to win the herding style.

As long as Zhan Mufeng is killed, his deity's cultivation and natal blood inflammation will take a huge leap, coupled with the Great Sealing Volume Emperor-level Spiritual Power Technique in his hand, Duan Qingfeng believes that in the future, his achievements will definitely not be under the hands of the King of the Buddha Sect Wu Lei King, and it will definitely shine and be limitless.

Although it is a little dangerous, the harvest is definitely very rich.

Along the way, Duan Qingfeng has experienced too many ups and downs.

And Duan Qingfeng was looking forward to Feihuang Tengda in his heart, and he had been waiting for too long.

Even if the risk is great, Duan Qingfeng thinks it is worth it.

"If you don't get ahead, it's better to die headlong!"

Duan Qingfeng once made a poisonous oath.

In the depths of the Ghost Wood Forest Sea, where people are scarce, Duan Qingfeng followed Zhan Mufeng along the way, in addition to killing a large number of spirit beasts, he also figured out that there was basically no great power within thousands of miles in the vicinity.

In other words, within the thousands of miles with him as the center, in Duan Qingfeng's cognition, he was the number one powerhouse who deservedly deserved.

Although summoning the natal blood flame belongs to the (jìn) technique, and even the evil art of entering the demon path for three points, the huge benefits still make countless monks flock to it.

But in fact, many monks' natal blood inflammation is not killed by the opponent, because the average Spirit Emperor Realm triple realm person who performs this method is generally looking for a Spirit Emperor Realm one-fold realm, a Spirit Emperor Realm two-fold realm cultivator, or at most the same cultivation of the Spirit Emperor Realm triple realm - the opponent's cultivation is too low, and the blood sacrifice is not very meaningful, and the opponent's cultivation is too high--it is simply sent to death-the general Spirit Emperor Realm triple realm powerhouse will not be stupid to such an extent.

But those who dare to summon the natal blood flame are still the majority of losers, and there are few successes.

The vast majority of the natal blood inflammation was killed by the higher cultivators who were secretly lurking, among which the powerhouses of the fourfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm and the fivefold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm were the mainstays.

Because the Fourfold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm and the Fivefold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm were the times when the Natal Blood Flame of those who were slightly lower in cultivation than them were most needed to provide energy.

The divine consciousness had spread to the point where it could no longer spread, and he still hadn't found an existence higher than his Duan Qingfeng cultivation.

At this moment, Duan Qingfeng thought to himself that he was not afraid of casting the Blood Sacrifice Natal Blood Flame.

To be more precise, Duan Qingfeng longed for a big victory in his heart to make a qualitative leap in his cultivation.

And Zhan Mufeng, in the midst of tension, there is still a faint trace of expectation.

"As long as there is a sweaty battle, I can spare you from dying. ”

Zhan Mufeng's inner thoughts, if Duan Qingfeng knew this, it would be angry, and it was estimated that Duan Qingfeng would be angry to death - of course, this was impossible for Duan Qingfeng to know.

As Duan Qingfengquan (shēn) tended to be blood-red, a blood-colored phantom seemed to squeeze out of the void for no apparent reason.

The blood-colored phantom gradually turned from virtual to real, and finally as Duan Qingfeng's body gradually became normal, the natal blood inflammation finally truly revealed its true face.

It's Natal Blood Flame, in fact, in terms of shape, it should be called a lava spirit.

This blood inflammation is not human-shaped, but an uncertain form that seems to be round rather than round, only the size of two fists of ordinary people, and it seems to be about to fall apart at any time, but it generally gives people a bloody appearance.

本命血血inflammation全 (shēn) presents a thrilling blood-red color, and the blood-colored fluff that emanates like a flame spreads and shrinks, like a red sun with glowing hair (rè).

It was this not big lava-like natal blood flame, as soon as it appeared in the air, it immediately reflected this piece of space, and the surrounding earth aura surged towards it as if it were desperate.

And this natal blood flame seems to be a bottomless pit, not rejecting the surging earth aura, and constantly inhaling it.

"The defense of natal blood inflammation must be very weak. ”

The corners of Zhan Mufeng's mouth showed a signature evil smile, and he suddenly thought of an extremely critical question, as well as Liu Meihan's words.

At this moment, Duan Qingfeng's natal blood flame and blood-red depths seemed to suddenly open a bloody mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large ball of flames surged out, sweeping towards Zhan Mufeng, and even the surrounding air was scorched with a crackling sound.

Zhan Mufeng didn't have time to think, and between a few breaths, he instinctively slapped dozens of palms, each of which contained the strength of the fierce and urgent.

However, to Zhan Mufeng's surprise, the natal blood inflammation flashed all of Zhan Mufeng's attacks with just a slight flick.

Zhan Mufeng secretly screamed yes, but he didn't expect this natal blood flame (shēn) hand to be so flirtatious.

At this moment, a roar like thunder on the ground appeared in the upper left corner of Zhan Mufeng without warning.

"Die, damn ants!"

It was Duan Qingfeng's voice.

Zhan Mufeng almost broke out in a cold sweat, just after flashing the attack of the natal blood flame, before he could adjust his position, Duan Qingfeng's attack had already suddenly exploded.

Without looking back, Zhan Mufeng's keen divine sense had already told him that it was a spiritual qi blade that was dozens of steps long!

It is completely condensed by the aura of the arm and finger (cāo) longitudinal aura

Blowing hair and breaking hair, can be called a spirit soldier.

Zhan Mufeng knew that if this indestructible blade of spiritual energy was really slashed at himself (shēn), he would not die, but he would also be seriously injured or even crippled.

Zhan Mufeng never thought that playing with fire was almost **.

Fortunately, fortunately, Liu Meihan didn't make a move just now, if Liu Meihan also made a move, Zhan Mufeng's situation might be even worse.

Just as the thought of Zhan Mufeng had just risen, and the cold sweat had not yet faded, a sound (jiāo) was heard, and another (shēn) shadow joined the battle group besieging Zhan Mufeng.

"Brother Qingfeng, I'll help you!

Liu Meihan finally made a move!

Actually, before she (jiāo) drank it, she had already made a move!

At this moment, Zhan Mufeng was really shocked into a cold sweat!

"Oops, it's dangerous!"

Zhan Mufeng suddenly felt a panic that tingled his scalp, he was already a little stretched in the face of the attack of the Spirit Emperor Realm Triple Realm powerhouse who launched the Blood Sacrifice Natal Blood Flame.

What's more, at this time, there was another (yīn) poisonous snake and scorpion female powerhouse who was about to break through to the Triple Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm to join the attack on him!

Liu Meihan seemed to have completely given up the idea of letting Zhan Mufeng and Duan Qingfeng both lose and burn, temporarily suppressed her anger against Duan Qingfeng, and turned her best to help Duan Qingfeng attack Zhan Mufeng.

What's worse was that Duan Qingfeng's natal blood inflammation didn't seem to be as weak in defense as Zhan Mufeng imagined at all, and the sharp palm strength had no effect on it at all.

What made Zhan Mufeng even more speechless was that Zhan Mufeng had no experience in fighting Natal Blood Inflammation before.

There is no worst, only worse.

After Zhan Mufeng dodged nearly a hundred moves, Duan Qingfeng's natal blood flame suddenly stopped attacking, and his blood-red (shēn) body began to tremble.

At the beginning, Zhan Mufeng thought that the earth aura was unsustainable, and Duan Qingfeng's natal blood flame power was about to end here.

Unexpectedly, just after the thought, Duan Qingfeng's natal blood flame trembled a few times, and with a bang, it actually split!

"Ahh

Duan Qingfeng's mouth sounded good, and his spiritual power was unleashed, compared to just now, it was more than a star and a half!

Even the natal blood flame, after the split, the attack speed, attack strength and control of the timing qi machine have all undergone a qualitative leap, the spiritual power attack is more powerful and powerful, the flight is more swift as electricity, and the cooperation between the natal blood flame is even more leaky.