The two blood pills have the same effect. They both directly refine the soul. It can be said that they are completely crystallized by demons using the soul to warm up. There are no impurities at all. They are very different from the elixir refined from the alchemy cauldron. They have reached the level of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
level, its effectiveness is ten times or even a hundred times more than the elixir.
The blood pill melted in the body, and a large amount of blood mist emerged from it, directly attacking the world of the soul, transforming into the form of a ferocious demon.
"It should be the soul blood pill bred by Demon General Shura. The quality is much better than what was given by the previous deputy sect leader Xiao Yanwang!" Yuan Futu could tell from the demonic aura that was transformed into it.
This demon is like a wild iron bull, its whole body seems to be made of steel, its eyes are glowing with a faint green light, and the sharp horns on its head are like two sharp blades piercing the sky, making it indestructible.
It was so huge that it appeared above the entire Yuanshen Sea, making bursts of roaring sounds.
If it cannot be subdued, it will suffer backlash from the blood elixir, causing damage to the soul and destruction of the soul, with disastrous consequences. Therefore, refining the blood elixir is very dangerous. Without absolute certainty, it is extremely dangerous.
Few people try.
"It's just a mark of the soul. If you want to make trouble, break it for me!"
Yuan Futu had no scruples and mobilized the Lake of Souls. The dharma form of the Supreme Immortal Lord suddenly appeared above the world of Yuanshen, as if he were the supreme and powerful man guarding the universe. He twisted the dharma seal in his hand and remained as motionless as a mountain.
Seeing this, the wild iron bull sprinted over. The speed was extremely fast, and it drew a bright brilliance and was in front of it in an instant.
"The seal of inanimateness!"
The Tiangang hand seal erupted, and I saw the Supreme Immortal Lord slowly pushing out his palm. Suddenly, the void trembled, and there was a sign that it was about to be broken. A raging flame burned on the hand seal, burning everything, and collided with the wild iron bull, issuing a
Shocking loud noise.
The impact of the Manghuang Iron Bull was extremely strong, its horns pierced directly into the handprint, twisting with all its strength, and at the same time, its whole body was wrapped in flames.
"It's really powerful. As long as I refine it, the power of my soul will definitely increase greatly!" The stronger the backlash of this blood pill, the higher the quality it proves, and the greater the benefit.
The lake of souls boiled immediately. The Supreme Immortal's huge palm was like a mountain. His five fingers twisted around and he actually grasped the wild iron bull in his hand. He crushed it with all his strength. Endless flames flowed out from between his fingers.
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After a moment of stalemate, Tieniu was finally unable to withstand this divine power and exploded into a large mass of blood mist, which was then condensed into a pill again and fell into the soul lake.
Yuan Futu felt that a large amount of divine soul power emerged from the blood pill, the scope of the lake expanded again, and the water surface began to boil.
It took Yuan Futu half a year to refine this blood elixir, during which time he strengthened it with the elixir, making the foundation more solid.
Half a year later, he swallowed another blood pill again. The backlash intensity of this blood pill was almost the same as that of the Wild Iron Bull. It was also forcibly refined under the "Tiangang Mahamudra", thus obtaining a large amount of divine soul power.
force.
However, the shape of the Soul Lake also gradually changed, especially in the later stage of refining the second blood pill, it seemed like a rolling river surrounding the Yuan Shen Sea, containing extremely huge power of the Soul.
Yuan Futu could clearly feel that his realm had finally been improved, and the soul condensed into rivers, which meant that he had reached the upper level of Gang Immortal.
Although his strength was improved, he did not feel too excited about it. After all, he was still far behind Hao Yan.
It's just a pity that blood pills are too rare, and not all monsters can be cultivated. This is a manifestation of talent, and the probability may be one in a thousand.
The spiritual soul has reached the upper level of Gangxian, which is already the limit for the current Yuan Futu. If he can't get the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, it will be difficult to improve, and his cultivation has just begun. You must know that here
There are also a total of 107 soul-suppressing coffins, which contain tens of thousands of evil souls.
However, he was not in a hurry to practice the "Blood Fiend". In comparison, the Bone Emperor's Heaven-Swallowing Seal was even more crucial.
Yuan Futu walked to the Huangshi gate and visualized this divine pattern in his mind. After countless trainings before, there was no big problem in visualizing it. In addition, the divine soul had broken through again, so it was easy to do it.
He sat on the floor, unfolded the divine pattern illustration in front of him, and at the same time held the ink knife in his hand, and began to carve according to the pattern in his imagination. The method of Xingyunliu followed the trend, smoothly and naturally. However, when the blade touched the illustration,
The world power he controlled and the divine patterns in his mind were inexplicably turbulent, causing the illustrated book to be suddenly damaged.
Yuan Futu frowned deeply. This was the first time it had carved medium divine patterns. It was much more difficult than expected. Fortunately, there were still a lot of divine pattern illustrations, so there was nothing to worry about.
Failures one after another meant that they were moving towards success step by step. In the process of carving, Yuan Futu also gradually felt the mystery of this high-level divine pattern. It was a kind of power that swallowed the sky and the earth. It was hard to imagine this.
How did the creator of Taoist patterns understand it from the patterns of the world.
Hundreds of divine lines are carved, and they are extremely mysterious. Even the slightest deviation cannot be made. In the visualization, although Yuan Futu has the support of the divine soul river, its consumption is also quite astonishing. With the damage of the
There are more and more illustrated books, and his soul is gradually running out, so he can only stop temporarily and use "Nascent Soul Divine Breath" to recover.
After repeating this process, another three years passed.
There are broken illustrations scattered everywhere around Yuan Futu, but the number of divine lines on them is constantly increasing, and some of them have even begun to take shape.
At this moment, he was immersed in carving with concentration. The smooth carving technique was almost ineffective on high-level divine patterns. He had to make every carving line extremely perfect.
At present, the shape of this white-bone skeleton has been outlined, like a god, but it is still dim, and it is difficult to feel the slightest power from it.
"Not even close!"
Yuan Futu has almost reached the limit, and all the muscles in his body are trembling. The soul river is on the verge of drying up, and the world power is almost exhausted. However, the hand holding the ink knife is still stable, feeling the coolness seeping out from it.
, the blade circulated and drew the last engraved line.
call!
Taking a deep breath, Yuan Futu finally relaxed his tense nerves. Yuan Futu fainted for a moment before slowly waking up. Then he couldn't wait to take out a small bottle of the blood of the Nine-turn Demon King from the storage ring, and dripped it on