Traces of essence and blood are constantly pouring into the altar, into the demon statue of 'King Abiping'
Zhuang Wudao was half-kneeling in front of the altar, feeling as if he was in a vast ocean of demonic breath. This time, he didn't need to specifically observe, he could feel the joy and excitement of the Lord of the Underworld.
The four Foundation Establishment Realm monks and two second-level three-headed fish Kuns provide vitality and vitality that cannot be compared to those of ordinary first-level monsters.
In terms of quantity, it was a hundred times as much as the previous blood sacrifices, and the quality was even more incomparable.
This time, even before he finished reciting the 'Abi Ping Sutra' and ended the whole set of demon sacrifice rituals, King Abi Ping had already started to give back.
A trace of golden blood flew directly from the index finger of the demon statue of King Abiping, and hit Zhuang Wudao directly between his eyebrows.
Zhuang Wudao also immediately felt the changes in his body. Under the influence of these demon blood essences, the broken bones quickly recovered. Their condition was even several points better than before the battle.
Bones are denser, muscles are stronger, and fascia is tougher.
The same is true for Yuanhun. The whole person seems to have returned to his mother's arms and is soaked in warm water.
The wounds caused by the impact of the blood ape's fighting spirit were all wiped away without leaving any trace.
The spiritual mind is expanding rapidly. It was still 280 feet before, but now it can reach as wide as 290 feet, and continues to extend to 310 feet -
The smell was also fragrant and sweet, making people intoxicated. However, Zhuang Wudao did not lose his mind. He could clearly smell the blood and stench behind the mellow fragrance.
It was like falling into a slaughterhouse full of corpses, which made people feel uncomfortable. However, Zhuang Wudao could only force himself to endure it and wait for the completion of this blood sacrifice.
The true energy in the body was also increasing crazily, and even though Zhuang Wudao tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't stop it.
In the past, with fifth-grade spiritual roots, he could only use less than 20% of the golden demon blood, and the rest would slowly dissipate. Now, with the heaven-grade spiritual roots to absorb it, he can keep at least 90% of the demon blood essence in his own body.
in vivo.
Almost instantly, it continuously broke through the realm of the tenth floor and the eleventh floor. It was not until the peak of the eleventh floor that it approached the twelfth floor that it gradually stopped.
However, when the idea of 'A Biping King' completely disappeared from the bottom of the lake. When Zhuang Wudao stood up, there was not much joy on his face. Instead, he frowned deeply and looked at his hands.
At this time, a ball of true energy was suspended in the palm of his hand. Not long ago, it was extremely clear and pure, but now you can see a large amount of evil energy entangled in it, constantly rolling and drumming.
Just this blood sacrifice more than doubled his total amount of true energy, but it also caused nearly 30% of his true energy to be contaminated by the evil spirit again.
What's worse is that inside his body, his soul and body are all affected to a certain extent, and the demon stain is not light.
Zhuang Wudao could even see inside that there was a trace of black blood flowing deep inside his body. And violent thoughts would surge out of his thoughts from time to time.
"This King Abiping is really good at finding ways to exploit every opportunity."
Yun'er also sounded helpless: "Both the true Yuan Tao power and the physical body can be refined with the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth and the Great Compassion, but the inner soul is the most difficult to refine. I'm afraid it's not enough to just rely on the Great Compassion.
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“There is always a way to think of it”
With a thought, Zhuang Wudao activated the Yin and Yang splitting method, and instantly contained all the demonic power within his body.
After restraining this part, the remaining true energy is equivalent to the realm of the tenth level of Qi training realm, and it is indeed a great improvement in cultivation.
After reaching the late stage of the Qi Training Realm, it would take more than half a year to accumulate the first level of the Realm, even if he now has Tianpin Spiritual Roots.
Moreover, the physical body is stronger. Not only has all the previous injuries been healed, but it is also about 20% stronger than before the blood sacrifice.
Able to carry more power, the power multiplier of the Great Monument Slammer can be restored to four times. Calculated with his current strength of thirty-seven elephants, the minimum power is one hundred and fifty elephants, which can completely crush the cultivators.
A monk in the early stage of foundation building with a third-grade martial arts body or below.
"Actually, it's not bad. I broke through the two-story realm in one go and saved at least two years. As for the Yuanhun, I have already practiced the Demonic Mind Refining Technique anyway, so it's not impossible to deal with it--"
While Zhuang Wudao was talking to Yun'er in his mind, he directly used the demon seed in his mind to swallow up all the demons that had invaded it.
Although the killing of the four Xiao family members this time was not out of his obsession, it was done out of necessity. However, after taking action, Zhuang Wudao somehow felt a sense of joy in his heart.
It was actually able to feed back the demonic seeds of the "Magic Thought Refining God Technique", which was much more beneficial than when he killed several people in Shen Lin before. It directly increased his divine sense from the original two hundred and sixty feet to
Two hundred and eighty feet wide.
Coupled with the effect of the subsequent blood sacrifice, his current consciousness is truly comparable to that of a foundation-building monk.
Deep down in his heart, he said that he would not implicate others, but he still had a little bit of resentment towards the Xiao family on Taiping Road.
After devouring these demons, if one day he can achieve his wish, he will only get more feedback. But if he cannot, the backlash of the demons will only be more serious.
As for Mo Ran, Zhuang Wudao is more open-minded than Sword Spirit. He wants to enjoy the benefits of the underworld's blood sacrifice, but he doesn't want to pay the slightest price. How can there be such a good thing in this world?
"The sword master is more decisive than me, but you still need to be careful. King Abiping values you far more than I imagined."
Yun'er obviously admired Zhuang Wudao's attitude: "I do regret it now. Leading you to make a blood sacrifice to the Lord of the Underworld may not only not be able to help you in the future, but it may become a drag on you."
"If I don't use blood sacrifice, I won't be able to pass Shen Lin's test. In today's battle, I will probably be captured and taken back to the north by a few of them."
Zhuang Wudao smiled freely, he had certain gains and losses, how could he have so much to regret? Anyway, he didn't suffer much. It had been less than two years since he entered the Qi training realm, and he was now close to the peak of the Qi training realm. He was expected to be in the Qi training realm in a few years.
Within the realm of foundation building, he is probably the only one in the Tianyi realm for these ten thousand years.
With so many benefits, how can you complain?
"Does the sword master really think so?"
Yun'er was very surprised, her tone seemed relieved, but she still warned: "Although the blood sacrifice improves quickly, you should not rely too much on it. This time the sword master benefited greatly, which was more than the sum of the previous sacrifices.
It will take at least several years to fully digest it. So in my opinion, it is best for the sword master not to make any more sacrifices within one or two years."
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but shake his head. The temperament of this sword spirit was really weird and unpredictable. When he was in Yuecheng, Soochow, he was forced to use the blood sacrifice method to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.
At this moment, he was afraid that he would suffer a loss and be plotted by King Abiping.
But this time, he didn't need to be reminded by the sword spirit. He already knew that it was best for him to stop offering sacrifices in a short period of time and try not to come into contact with King Abiping.
Based on the current situation in his body, it does take some time to settle. Not only does he enter the realm too quickly, but it also takes some time to solidify his foundation. Those evil spirits that have been mixed into his true essence also need to be slowly melted.
This time, four foundation-building monks and two second-level monsters were used as sacrifices, which was enough to delay his next sacrifice to two years later.
With a thought, Zhuang Wudao put away the altar. After closing it, it restored its shield shape and returned to the 'Magnetic Spirit Shield.
I also benefited a lot from discovering this demonic sacrifice weapon. It has been fully increased to the fourth level of magic ban, from the previous fourteen levels to the eighteenth level of magic ban. The material has also been strengthened a lot. It was originally some first-level magic weapons.
They were pieced together from second-level spiritual treasures. At this time, most of them had been upgraded to second-level or even third-level materials.
After putting away his housekeeping spiritual weapon, Zhuang Wudao looked around the bottom of the lake in a daze.
"Why is the sword master like this? But what happened to him?"
Yun'er was quite strange and puzzled. He could only sense that Zhuang Wudao's mood at this moment was quite complicated. It included joy and joy, but also disbelief and uneasiness.
"I was thinking of Xiao Zheng just now——"
Zhuang Wudao squeezed his fists, and with his fleshy palms, he exerted a sword power that was close to five hundred elephants.
"Then Xiao Zheng just said that my brother is far inferior to me now. He also said that I deserve to be the first in the Qi training realm in this world. My name will definitely be on the list of outstanding talents in the near future."
Yun'er was stunned, and then he understood after a while, and said with a dumb smile: "In today's battle, four Foundation Establishment Realm people died in the hands of the sword master. One of them was in the 6th floor of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
The sword master is indeed proud enough to fight against four. Even with the help of the power of the spiritual formation, there are only a handful of people who can do it in the Qi training realm.
"So I can't believe it"
Zhuang Wudao let go of his hand, closed his eyes and silently experienced it, feeling the unprecedented power flowing through his body.
At this time, each of his palms can reach 150 elephants.
"I've always been worried that I was dreaming. When I woke up from the dream, I would still be in Yuecheng, and I would still be just a rogue who had accomplished nothing."
"But this is not a dream after all!"
Yun'er's voice turned cold, with a hint of pride: "Sword Master, you have a natural fighting spirit, and you have me to guide and train you. If you still can't beat the same level in this little world, then you have to do it yourself.
Killing me with a piece of tofu is a waste of your talent, sword master, and it also bears the name of Qingyun Divine Sword. Isn't it natural that you should be number one in this world?"
Zhuang Wudao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became clear. After smiling silently, unprecedented confidence began to flow from his eyes.
Indeed, why should I be uneasy? Tianyi is number one in the world, who else should I be?
I don’t know how far away I am from that person at this moment?