Chapter 67: The Sixth Layer of Blood Coagulation!
In the decisive battle at the top of the mountain, Su Ming and Ye Wang both frantically burst out with all their strength, Su Ming's blood and fire burned one after another, and Ye Wang's forcibly absorbed the blood of his grandfather, these things, most of the people in the square outside the mountain did not know the details.
But at this moment, as the decisive battle reached the most intense level, the crowd in the square, their emotions were also at their peak!
This is the real battle of the dragons!!
"Ye Wang went directly from eight hundred and forty-five to eight hundred and sixty-one, but Na Mosu was also in hot pursuit, and he was pulled away from the original twenty or thirty steps, and chased to eight hundred and fifty-nine, only two steps away from Ye Wang!!"
"Who can be the first among them!!"
The sound of discussion, the outcry, and the exclamation are constantly set off in this square, and the movement and expectation of the crowd have ignored all the complexities at this moment, but have become single, and they want to know who is the first !!
Who is the first! This question, in the circle of the top fifty sun-hungry generations, also set off a storm, their movement is not much less than others, the more they know about Ye Wang, the more they know about the coercion on the mountain peak and the terrible coercion of more than 800 steps, the more they move.
"Ye Wang has been number one several times in a row, and this time he ...... Will he still be able to keep it!!"
"This Mosu is really ...... It's really too strong! He actually forced Ye Wang so close, only two orders away!"
"I originally thought that in the eight directions around here, in the scope of my Fengzhen tribe's rule, Ye Wang was the first person who deservedly deserved, and no one else could compare with him, but today...... I know I'm underestimating others!"
Compared with these people, the leaders of those tribes had already stood up one by one, staring at the statue, and their gods were no longer simply shocked, but shocked and appalled!
"Which tribe does this Mosu belong to?"
"Who is this son!!"
"If he really overwhelms Ye Wang, for Feng Zhen, his shock will definitely be great!"
"Mo Su, no matter what the ranking is, after today, everyone will know!"
Bei Ling clenched his fists movingly, there seemed to be a voice in his heart shouting, roaring, he hoped that this Mo Su would win!
And Na Chen Chong, staring blankly at the name of Mo Su on the statue, if someone told him at this moment that before the first level was opened, Su Ming had surrounded him with a group of people, watching him talk and laugh, watching him walk towards Bai Ling, he Chen Chong would definitely not believe it!
Bi Su clenched his fists tightly, staring at the statue, his eyes were full of anger and crazy jealousy, he always thought that the glory that belonged to Mo Su now should have belonged to him, and it was Mo Su who should have snatched it alive!
In the far corner, Jing Nan's god could no longer calm down, but Lu was shocked, he was also shocked, looking at the noun on the statue, watching Ye Wang's sudden outburst, he could guess that Ye Wang must have forcibly absorbed the brute blood.
"This Su Ming...... What kind of identity is it, and what kind of bloodline does it have...... He...... He has such potential!" Jing Nan took a deep breath, and the shock of the god could not be concealed.
"Mossan, he...... Is he really the Prince of Dayu?" Jing Nan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.
Mo Sang smiled slightly, did not speak, in fact, his heart could not be calm at the moment, but set off a big wave.
On the high mountain at this moment, the fog is rolling, the mountain peaks are shaking, and the roar from the top of the mountain is becoming clearer and clearer, and the roar seems to contain an indescribable meaning.
Su Ming's whole body trembled, his expression was crazy, his right index finger was now pressed on his right eye, and half of the pupil of his right eye was already stained with blood!
The difficulty of this third blood and fire overlap was beyond Su Ming's expectations, he didn't expect that in this place, with such a powerful coercion from the outside world, it had not been completely completed yet.
Compared with the first two, the first two can't be compared at all, as if, the third of these nine blood and fire overlapping fires is a level, a bottleneck!
He stood on the eight hundred and fifty-nine steps, here, it was still not the place he longed for, at this moment, under this stack of flames, Su Ming's whole body seemed to be in flames, and the blood in his body seemed to be undergoing some kind of change, from ordinary blood, it was rapidly transforming into fire!
The sharp pain in the body and the oppression from the outside world made Su Ming even think about giving up, but when he remembered the crisis of the tribe and the old face of Ah Gong who hid his worries, Su Ming could bear all the pain!
He wants to become stronger, he wants to help Ah Gong, he wants to protect his homeland, he wants to protect his tribe!
Su Ming let out a roar, as if to vent the pain from this roar, and in that roar, his right index finger continued to erase from the pupil of his right eye, slowly, but with its firmness and decisiveness!
At this moment, no matter who wants to stop him Su Ming's determination to protect the tribe and protect the clansmen, it will become his Su Ming's mortal enemy in this life!!
With his eyes burning like flames, Su Ming raised his steps and walked forward frantically, step by step, step by step...... From the eight hundred and fifty-nine steps, I walked to eight hundred and six, eight hundred and sixty-one, eight hundred and sixty-two, and eight hundred and sixty-three...... Until it came to 877!!
Blood mist erupted from his body again, and his limit ...... It's here!
Eight hundred and seventy-seven, his limit, he can't go up again!
"Blood and fire are burning!!" At this extreme moment, Su Ming raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and the roar echoed, and the moon in the sky burst out with the brightest light of the night, and the moonlight fell directly from the sky and poured into Su Ming's body without anyone seeing it.
The mountain peak under Su Ming's feet shook violently, and the mist rolled monstrously at an unprecedented intensity, enveloping all the eight directions, faintly, as if it had turned into a strange shape.
It was like a huge beast shape, but it was blurry and difficult to see.
With the vibration of the entire mountain, an indescribable strange breath erupted from this mountain, with Su Ming as the center, surging towards him rapidly, and the moment it penetrated into his body, Su Ming's right index finger completely and completely dyed the pupil of his right eye red!!
Blood and fire burn together, the third time, success!
There was a loud roar in Su Ming's body, but he saw that all the blood lines in his body surfaced, and a large number of them increased, and the appearance of blood lines made Su Ming's whole body feel more and more powerful.
Almost instantly, the blood lines on Su Ming's body exceeded one hundred and nine, and with his roaring sound, he broke through the fifth layer of the Blood Condensation Realm and reached the sixth layer in this mountain!
Blood Condensation Realm, Sixth Layer!!
The blood line was still increasing, one by one emerged, Su Ming raised his foot, towards the eight hundred and seventy-eight steps, one step, his footsteps just fell, and immediately the entire mountain peak shook again, the strange aura continued to pour in, Su Ming walked to the eight hundred and seventy-nine steps, and it continued!
Eight hundred eighty three hundred seventy two ...... It wasn't until he reached the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps that the blood line on Su Ming's body directly reached one hundred and fifty-six!!
In his body, all the qi and blood seemed to have turned into flames, as if his body contained a fire that burned heaven and earth, but in his eyes, it was the shadow of the blood moon that slowly dispersed and was deeply hidden, as if once the blood and fire were ignited for the third time, it would be restrained, not the slightest outside!
At this point, the technique of fire and barbarism is considered a small success! Su Ming raised his foot, suddenly stepped out, and stood on top of the nine hundred steps, he stood here, looking up, with his position, he could see that on the top of the mountain not far away, there was a beast statue lying on its stomach.
An indescribable feeling permeated Su Ming's body and mind, the beast statue looked like a tiger, but it had two huge wings, as if it wanted to struggle to fly, but there were countless iron chains that locked it, and a strong resentment permeated it, revealing a desolation.
He looked at the beast statue, and faintly felt that the beast statue was also looking at himself, a man and a beast, on the top of this mountain, separated by nearly a hundred steps, as if looking at each other silently through the years.
After a long time, Su Ming closed his eyes, and he could feel that on the beast statue, there was a familiar aura, which belonged to ...... Fire Savage ......
This is a fiery beast!
With his eyes closed, Su Ming also felt that this ninety-hundredth step was exactly what he was eager to find, the seventh place, the place where the pressure was balanced, standing here, the one hundred and fifty-six blood lines on his body were quickly dispersing with his heartbeat, and at the moment when the dawn was about to disperse and Yu was about to dawn, Su Ming was carrying out the final refining.
Ye Wang's hair was scattered, the god sè reached the ultimate madness, he didn't take ten steps, he would not hesitate to blast at his xiongkou, the horn Teng is getting lighter and lighter, the red light on his body is also getting lighter and lighter, he is desperate to walk, his pride, his respect, so that he can't be defeated!!
Eight hundred eighty one twelve...... up to 897, 899...... Ye Wang's right hand slammed into Xiong's mouth, and the totem suddenly dispersed at this moment, and after disappearing completely, it was exchanged for its last strength, filling Ye Wang's whole body, making Ye Wang walk to the nine-hundredth step with a roar, and even took a few more steps, stepping on the nine-hundred-five steps.
At this moment, Ye Wang spurted blood, his body slowly fell, and the token he was holding in his hand fell off, left his body, turned into a black mist that rolled Ye Wang, and disappeared on this mountain peak.
In the entire mountain, now only Su Ming is left!
There was a dead silence all around, and the square was also silent, when Ye Wang appeared in the square, he was faint, and in Jing Nan's Shen Shen, someone stepped forward and quickly helped Ye Wang up and helped him breathe in the corner.
Of the nine statues, only one name did not become ash......
Second, Mosu, nine hundred steps.
Everyone, waiting......
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