Ye Feng calmed down and guided the corpse energy towards his heart according to the blood cultivation technique.
The heart is the origin of zombies.
Whether it is corpse elixir or a small amount of blood essence, they are all contained in the heart.
The resilience of zombies is very terrifying. Ye Feng believes that even if his head is cut off, as long as it is reattached immediately, he will not die. However, if his heart is destroyed, then he will really die.
Wisps of pitch-black corpse energy poured into his heart, giving Ye Feng the illusion that his heart was beating again.
The jet-black hair swayed with the breeze, and Ye Feng's mutton-fat jade-like skin was gradually covered with a layer of metallic luster. At the same time, blood-colored lines, like tattoos, covered his body.
The nails of the ten fingers are glowing with black light, and there are faint lines that are rich in the secrets of heaven and earth, making people unable to help but be fascinated by them.
Wisps of evil energy were aroused and surged towards Ye Feng's heart.
Endless evil energy condensed in Ye Feng's chest, as if it had turned into a black hole.
"Although zombies are not human, they still have blood, but very little!"
"The blood river technique, in the final analysis, is actually practicing blood, the blood of zombies!"
In the heart, a drop of essence and blood slowly overflowed, wrapped in the black ink-like corpse energy, and circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians.
"The first level of Blood River, split!"
"Bah!"
Opening his eyes suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes filled with blue light showed a hint of coldness.
"laugh!"
The skin on his chest cracked, and a drop of blue blood floated in front of Ye Feng's eyes like a dream, somewhere between reality and reality.
Ye Feng slowly raised his right hand, a strange aura wafting from the dark nails.
"Bah!"
Nails scratched through the blue blood.
It was like the sound of cloth being cut, and the drop of blue blood essence was split into two.
Ye Feng's eyes were like lightning, and there seemed to be vaguely tadpole-like runes flowing in them.
"Buzz!"
The blue blood that was split into two parts suddenly vibrated and fell into Ye Feng's eyes.
"Since I have awakened the Nightmare Eyes, then I will use my eyes as the source of Blood River's power!"
The first level of the blood river condenses the source and uses the zombie essence and blood in the source to create more blood.
Although essence and blood are different, if Ye Feng has so much blood like humans, his power will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes.
Deep in the eyes covered by blue light, a hint of bright red slowly emerged, like the eye of a needle.
"Gululu!"
Inexplicably, a sound like flowing spring water sounded in Ye Feng's body.
A trace of corpse energy poured into Ye Feng's eyes, was purified by a mysterious force, and continued to turn into a darker corpse energy. At the same time, a drop of blue blood overflowed from the source and flowed along the blood vessels.
"The first level of Blood River is done!"
Feeling a drop of blood produced by the source of his eyes, a happy smile appeared on Ye Feng's face.
The first three levels of blood river cultivation are actually very simple. Only when you reach the fourth level will there be a bottleneck that is difficult to overcome.
After all, once you reach the fourth level of blood river cultivation, you can affect the blood in living beings.
After cultivating Xuejiang to the first level, Ye Feng was not in a hurry to continue practicing. He stood up slowly, the blue light in his eyes restrained, "Although Xuejiang can purify corpse energy and create blood, relatively speaking, it does not improve my combat effectiveness much.
Unless you break through to the fourth level, then I will first cultivate the Blood Dark Hand."
In my mind, the content about the cultivation of Xue Mingshou came to mind.
Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Blood Hand, as the name suggests, this martial skill has a lot to do with blood.
"Need living blood as a medium?"
"for you!"
At this moment, the figure of Tiansuanxing came roaring from a distance, carrying a wild boar-like beast in his hand, but exuding evil aura.
"Bang!"
Seeing the ferocious beast rolling heavily at his feet, Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly squatted down, directly scratching his skin with his sharp nails.
"Apprentice, what are you doing?"
"Practice martial arts!" Ye Feng replied without raising his head.
"Practice martial arts?"
Tiansuanxing half-squinted his eyes and watched Ye Feng's middle finger being stained with the blood of the ferocious beast. He immediately stood up, raised his palms, and kept moving his five fingers with a strange rhythm.
The middle finger was stained with the blood of the ferocious beast, and Ye Feng poured wisps of corpse energy into it according to the Blood Hand practice method.
Suddenly!
The blood stained on the middle finger gave off a faint light.
"Crack!!"
Ye Feng didn't know how powerful this bloody hand was, so he slapped the dying beast with his backhand.
With a palm landing, the entire back of the vicious beast was sunk in, and it died instantly.
"It seems that this blood hand has no power?"
Ye Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at the vicious beast with its skin and flesh torn open on its back.
"Hey, that's not right!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, squatted next to the beast again, stretched out his hand and tore the beast apart.
"Damn it, what kind of martial arts are you doing?"
Tiansuanxing's expression changed drastically as he looked at the ferocious beast that was torn to pieces by Ye Feng.
"Freezing blood?"
As the beast was torn apart, bits of frozen blood rolled to the ground.
Tiansuanxing also squatted next to the ferocious beast and picked up a frozen blood droplet. His eyes were full of shock, "I said apprentice, are your martial arts skills a bit too exaggerated? You can actually freeze blood? And?
There’s no chill at all!”
"It's not that simple!"
Ye Feng shook his head, looked at Tiansuanxing who looked surprised, and said: "Master, this seems to be a method between martial arts and Taoism!"
"Talk about it!"
"I can't tell you exactly!" Ye Feng smiled bitterly and raised his right hand. The blood of the ferocious beast on his middle finger had disappeared.
Tiansuanxing looked at Ye Feng's raised right middle finger, and his pupils suddenly shrank, "Could it be a blood spell?"
"curse?"
"Curse is not a curse. It can only be said that curse is a kind of curse!" Tiansuanxing's eyes were filled with complex colors. He looked at his apprentice and said: "As we all know, all curses tend to be evil.
, most spells require the sacrifice of flesh and blood. You are a zombie and can be considered an evil being, which is very suitable for the practice of spells."
"Well!"
The expression on Ye Feng's face was stagnant, and he was very dissatisfied with Tiansuan Xing for classifying him in the evil camp, and said: "Master, whether it is magic or martial arts, there is no right and evil. Only those who perform martial arts and magic can distinguish between good and evil.
.”
"Haha, right?" Tiansuanxing smiled and shook his head, saying: "What you say sounds reasonable, but in fact, spells are indeed very evil. Most of the Taoism and martial arts are through the energy in the practitioner's body, and then
It stirs up the power of heaven and earth. But the incantation is different. It obtains power directly through sacrifice."
Looking up at Ye Feng who looked dissatisfied, Tiansuanxing smiled and said, "Please wait for me as a teacher for a while!"
After saying this, Tiansuanxing's figure moved and turned into an afterimage, disappearing in front of Ye Feng's eyes.
