He Zhao opened the wooden box and revealed his heart buried in the lime, a vibrant and beating heart.

Today, those chattering people on the street said less about the broken corpse.

Before throwing the corpse, he thought about it and removed the heart of the demon-eating demon in case of emergency.

Who would have thought that in a month, it would be really useful.

"Pig woman, pig woman, for the sake of life, I can only be sorry for you." He Zhao, who had a green pig woman, pulled out the hidden short knife from his waist, digged his heart and dripped blood into the bowl.

Through diners' conversations, we can learn that Wang Shoubei is not a good thing.

If the water bandits are at the city, he will be unable to take the elite private soldiers to leave Wancheng. Or he may simply force the recruitment and defend the city with the lives of the people in the city.

After all, he is an official. Once he escapes, the Daxuan court will hold him accountable. Not to mention killing the nine clans, he will at least have to silence.

Those who have received boxing training in Hengshan Boxing Gym are even better soldiers.

When it suddenly comes, you are in danger!

The battlefield is ruthless. Even if it is the Xuandu Army, the Xuan Armored Sharpmen cannot guarantee their own lives.

Golden man?

Don’t joke, it’s not a secret blood warrior. Who would have accepted a registered disciple who paid thirty taels of silver to fight the government to the death. Besides, even if you protect yourself and other disciples ask for it, is it not guaranteed?

"People must rely on themselves!"

I recalled a famous saying by a doctor in my mind.

He Zhao was very impressed by this and felt that what the other party said made sense.

"Buzz--"

A large amount of spiritual power poured into the eyes, strange and invisible fluctuations spread, the room quickly lost its color, and everything around it became gray.

Subconsciously holding his breath, he didn't know what kind of monsters there were in the spiritual world of Wancheng. It's absolutely right to be careful. It's worth mentioning that the spiritual world here is much better than Qinghe Town. The former is at least not as dilapidated as the latter, and the doors and windows are intact.

Don't face the attack of the behemoth directly as soon as you appear.

"call......"

He breathed a sigh of relief and lifted it up the next second.

A huge black shadow swept past the window with a whoosh.

"Jiji--"

"Ga!!"

"Shit..."

Various sounds, either near or far, came into He Zhao's ears.

‘So many outliers!’

He did not dare to delay, and sat on the dilapidated bed, unbuttoned the curtain and added some sense of security to himself. He quickly took off his shirt and applied it to the whole body with the blood of the demon-eating body.

"puff--"

The short knife penetrated into his heart, and He Zhao gritted his teeth without saying a word.

The hot blood penetrated into the heart along the blade, and the whole person seemed to be in magma. The severe pain almost made him grit his teeth.

Time passed, and it took unknown how long it took until the blood on his body, which was like a spider-web, faded that he activated his spiritual vision and returned to the real world.

"snort--"

He Zhao groaned and scratched his torso with both hands until his whole body became bloody, alleviating most of the pain before he stopped.

When the pain that was comparable to torture subsided, and feeling the alien blood flowing in the body, a prompt suddenly popped up in the upper left corner of the line of sight.

【Original Blood Warrior: 5%】

"You can see the progress? Then won't the stranger see it?"

【Superman: 21.7%】

The cruel man Zhao twitched his eyelids, and he trembled and threw his bloody clothes into the charcoal basin to burn it. He sighed at the gap with the Lord of the Hetu, and went out to get water and take a shower in a neat way.

"Devil Eater."

Lying in the bathtub, He Zhao recalled his special features. Putting aside the other party's favorite cannibalism, he was quick and extremely responsive, and had a terrifying recovery.

Wipe it clean, he took a step forward and let out a blink of an eye.

It disappeared from the front of the bed and appeared at the door.

"So fast!"

If He Zhao's speed was 2 before becoming a Original Blood Warrior, then at this moment, there were 6.

"three times!"

Unfortunately, it is still much slower than the original speed of the Devil Eater.

He took out the jade talisman with amplification speed from his clothes, injected a lot of spiritual power, and felt his feet being lifted up by a whirlwind.

A figure flashed and came from the door to the bed.

"The increase in Jade Talisman is +5, so with the addition of multiple factors, my speed is 11? No, no, no, when you go to night, fight, and seriously injured will be +7. In total, it will be at least 18."

"Agile testing is completed, next..."

"puff!"

With one knife, the blood dripped into the charcoal basin, making a hissing sound.

"With death resistance, this injury takes three days to recover."

In a flash, the sun sets.

He Zhao, who was standing in a stance, felt that the bandaged left hand was extremely itchy, but he was reluctant to stop practicing, so he could only grit his teeth and hold it hard.

Just kidding, when you become a warrior of original blood, you can hold on to the pain of torture. It's just a little itchy and painful, I am not afraid of me.

As time goes by, the itch gradually weakens.

In the past, it took twelve hours to digest six kilograms of alien flesh and blood, but now it only takes six hours. Fortunately, the proficiency has not diminished, otherwise He Zhao would have to cry.

["Bronze Man's Pile": 4401/5000 (Da Cheng)]

["Unknown Respiratory Method": 4401/5000 (Da Cheng)]

【Original Blood Warrior: 5.2%】

Just a casual glance, he stopped paying attention and began to practice "Hengshan Fist" taught by Jin Lao.

There are 108 styles of practice in this boxing, but there are only three styles of killer moves used for actual combat.

He could only practice boxing patiently over and over again, and never tire of doing anything.

It's exactly twenty-five times until dawn.

When practicing boxing, he always feels like he is missing something.

["Hengshan Fist": 0/500 (Proficient)]

Thanks to Ye Zhizi, every boxing technique can be +3, including the original proficiency point, and after one punch, it will be 4 proficiency points.

He Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, cleaned up the water stains on the ground, and finally opened the bandaged left hand.

As smooth as before!

"Recover in one day, the power of regeneration is so terrifying."

According to this kind of recovery power, he used the sacrificial artifact bone dagger to be able to stab himself in the heart for three consecutive times without death.

"Master of Hetu, please wait for me!"

Just as he was about to have some breakfast and rest, he stopped suddenly.

Wait a minute, 5.2%!

【Original Blood Warrior: 5.2%】

“???”

5.2%!!

Something was wrong. I did nothing, so why did it rise by 0.2%?

No, stake method and breathing method!

When he lifted his clothes, he found that today there were much more impurities discharged than before.

“Respiration.”

Thinking of the sound of Jin Man's blood like a stream, He Zhao secretly walked through the iron shoes and searched without any effort.

Coupled with the fact that I have been riding a donkey and looking for a donkey?

"Hahaha......"

He became a warrior of the original blood in one breath and found a way to speed up the transformation of alien blood. He was extremely excited.
To be continued...