He was swallowed up by the space crack torn open by the mother borer, and was involved in the turbulence of space. He has been in a dazed state, and he has been drifting for who knows how long. He can only vaguely remember the eight-clawed octopus on his chest.
He turned into silver armor to protect the vital parts of his body, and at the same time relied on the terrifying recovery power of the demon blood in his body and the body protection of the sword pill, so that he was not cut to pieces in the space storm.●⌒
Judging from the current situation, it seems that he was teleported to a small island.
Although I still don’t know where this place is, it is definitely no longer near Liangjie Ridge, but judging from the surrounding environment, it should still be in the human world.
However, as long as he could escape the pursuit of the Tongxuan Blood Ancestor, he would feel extremely lucky.
He turned his hand and took out a healing elixir from the Sumeru Ring and took it. A warm current flowed through his body. With the blessing of the blood of the sky demon, the recovery speed of his injuries suddenly accelerated a lot.
After resting for a while, his mental strength recovered a little, and then he suddenly stood up, patted the sword pouch on his waist, picked up the golden beads left on the ground nearby, and at the same time, with one hand, touched his eyebrows, and lifted the huge god
The consciousness spread out and easily enveloped the entire island.
The vitality of heaven and earth here is obviously much thinner than that of Zhongtian Continent, but because of this, this small island, which is only tens of miles in size, has basically no monsters and is a very safe place.
"Huh!"
Liu Ming's expression changed. Next to a stone more than ten feet away, there was a very familiar severed arm lying on the ground.
He recognized at a glance that this arm was the limb of the Blood Ancestor.
Liu Ming just changed his mind and understood what was going on.
He vaguely remembered hearing a scream from behind when the space storm broke out. It seemed that the blood ancestor was also involved in the cracks in the turbulent flow of space, and even cut off an arm. Then he was teleported here.
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What made him happy was that there was a dark green gemstone ring on the index finger of that arm. Judging from the faint fluctuations emanating from it, it should be the blood ancestor's storage ring.
Liu Ming suppressed the excitement in his heart, strode to the arm of the Blood Ancestor, leaned over and took off the storage ring. After looking at it carefully, he carefully put it away, then sat down cross-legged on the spot, and took out a mana-restoring ring.
After swallowing the elixir, he held a high-grade spiritual stone in each hand and slowly circulated his magic power.
At this moment, the mana in his body is almost exhausted, and he must recover some before he can talk about other things.
The island is extremely quiet and no one is disturbing you at all.
It took Liu Ming most of the day to recover a little bit of his mana, and he couldn't wait to take out the Blood Ancestor's storage ring.
He originally thought that there would be a restriction on the storage ring, and it would take a lot of effort to open it. Who knew that he just used his magic power to refine it a little, but found that the divine consciousness on it was still there, and he easily erased it.
It seems that this blood ancestor was either seriously injured and his cultivation level was greatly reduced, or he was too far away from here. The power of the restraint of his divine consciousness has been weakened and is indispensable.
Liu Ming put his consciousness into the storage ring, and after a moment, a strange look appeared on his face.
With a wave of his hand, a bunch of things fell to the ground.
It was a pile of spiritual stones of different sizes, numbering about seven to eight million. Apart from that, there was only a blood-red scripture that looked very worn.
He picked up the scripture. When he glanced at it, four simple characters were vaguely visible on the cover of the broken scripture: Blood River Sutra!
He had never heard of this name, but judging from the name, it should be a book on blood techniques.
Liu Ming had a look of disappointment on his face. He originally thought that this was the storage ring of the powerful Xue Ancestor, which would give him a surprise, but he didn't expect that there was only such a small amount.
How did he know that the Blood Ancestor had been imprisoned at the bottom of the Blood River for countless years and had just been released by the Mother Borer. The elixirs, magic weapons and other items on his body had long been used up or destroyed by him in these endless years.
It was completely destroyed when the seal was broken, leaving only a few spiritual stones and a cultivation book.
Liu Ming sighed, put the spirit stone into the Sumeru Ring, then found a shaded place to sit cross-legged and read the scripture carefully.
This Blood River Sutra should be a technique practiced by the Blood Ancestor. He is still somewhat interested in the practice technique of Tongxuan Power.
And with how much the Blood Ancestor hates him, if he accidentally encounters him again in the future, he will definitely not let him go.
And before he advanced to the Celestial Phenomenon, he did not expect to be able to fight against the powerful Tongxuan. He only hoped that through this Blood River Scripture, he could understand some of the characteristics of the other party's skills, so that he would be able to escape more when encountering the Blood Ancestor in the future.
Opportunity.
Liu Ming read it word by word, and quickly read the Blood River Scripture.
The first half of the book is divided into eighteen chapters, which records in detail the complete cultivation method of the Blood River Sutra from the spiritual disciple stage to the Tongxuan realm. This kind of practice is somewhat contrary to the way of heaven, and it requires the blood of living people to be drawn from the spiritual disciple stage.
, when the crystallization stage begins, a large amount of monk blood is needed.
It can be seen from this that this blood ancestor has cultivated to Tongxuan, and he has to step on the corpses of many living beings to get all the way to where he is now.
Looking at the descriptions of the techniques and powers recorded in it, it is quite extraordinary.
However, studying the weaknesses of this technique is not something that can be done in a short time. After Liu Ming briefly browsed it, he started to read the second half of the scripture.
The second half of the scriptures recorded more than a dozen powerful blood path secret techniques, which were so powerful that even Liu Ming looked very excited.
However, most of these secret techniques need to be based on the Blood River Scripture, and are more bloody than the previous exercises. Most of them require the sacrifice of many living creatures, and some even require the blood essence of high-level monks as a matchmaker.
Extremely evil.
This made Liu Ming shake his head.
However, after reading the entire Blood River Sutra with a frown on his face, it was not entirely without gain.
At the end of the scripture, he found a secret technique that seemed quite useful to him, called Blood Spirit **, which could be practiced and performed without external force and the Blood River Scripture as a basis.
Liu Ming hurriedly read it carefully, and after half a day, he felt a little enlightened.
According to the records in the classics, this blood spirit gun is obviously a forbidden technique, which can instantly enhance the physical strength by burning one's own essence and blood, and the amplification effect is extraordinary, and can increase the strength by about 30%.
However, according to the scriptures, every time the blood spirit is used, it will cause great harm to the body, because this secret technique burns the body's essence and blood. After the spell is cast, the body will be exhausted for a long time because of the essence and blood.
among.
Liu Ming's face showed uncontrollable ecstasy!
His current physical strength has already far surpassed that of the same level of true alchemy practitioners. If he could strengthen it by another 30%, he would probably be able to compete with the Celestial Phantasm cultivator just by relying on the strength of his physical body.
Although this blood spirit drug has certain sequelae, it is still of great value to him.
In the next few days, Liu Ming meditated quietly on the island. After six or seven days, his injuries were healed and his magic power was restored to its original state.
Xie'er, who was seriously injured and comatose by the Blood Ancestor's blow, also woke up after several days of cultivation. Liu Ming used the fire of the True Pill to refine the Blood Ancestor's arm into pure vitality and poured it into it.
Scorpion's body.
The energy contained in Tongxuan Mighty's arms was truly astonishing. Not only did Xie'er's injuries heal immediately, but the mana in his body increased sharply, almost reaching the peak of the mid-stage true elixir. While Liu Ming was speechless, he also felt a trace of
Glad.
Now that his mana has been restored, Liu Ming has no plans to stay on the island any longer.
On this day, he turned into a black light and sped away in a certain direction.
Soon, what came into view in front of him was the pure blue sea, and the sound of the rippling waves made him feel relaxed and happy that he had not seen for a long time.
As Liu Ming flew towards the distance, his consciousness spread to explore everything around him.
The sea here looks extremely calm, and most of the monsters in the sea are at the Spirit Apprentice stage, and even sea monsters at the Liquid Condensation stage are rare.
Seeing this, Liu Ming couldn't help but secretly guess that he might have been transported to a remote place in Zhongtian Continent.
After flying for almost half a day, Liu Ming's eyes suddenly flashed, and his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.
A fierce collision of mana suddenly came from the sea dozens of miles ahead. It was a dozen monks who divided into two groups and were fighting each other.
Both sides of the fight were in the spiritual disciple stage. On one side were seven or eight human monks. The leader was a burly man in brocade robes in the late spiritual disciple stage, holding a green long sword.
On the other side was a group of aliens with scales on their bodies. There were six or seven of them. The one with the highest cultivation level was a silver-robed man who was in the spiritual disciple stage of Dzogchen. He was holding a silver three-pronged fork about ten feet long and a human brocade robe.
Big men fight together.
Although the upper body of the strong man in silver robes was humanoid, his lower body had turned into a silver fish tail. Every time he swung it, huge waves were set off on the sea surface, forcing the strong man in silver robes to retreat.
The big man in brocade robes was already weaker than his opponent in cultivation, and now he was fighting on the sea surface. He was even more at a disadvantage. If not for the sharp magic weapon in his hand, he would not have been able to survive.
The remaining alien races also transformed into half-human and half-fish forms, killing the human monks who were slightly more numerous than them and retreating.
"Sea Clan!"
Liu Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.
This half-human, half-fish alien race, in his memory, was a fighting form that could only be possessed by the sea race in the Canghai region where the Yunchuan Continent was located.
Could it be that this is the realm of the vast sea?
Liu Ming thought ecstatically in his heart, and with a flash of thought, he made a seal with one hand and adjusted the spiritual pressure emitted from his body to the early stage of condensation. He was enveloped in a burst of black energy and shot forward.
After a while, he arrived near the fierce fighting sea.
Only then did the monks from the two tribes in the sea of people noticed Liu Ming's arrival, and they all retreated in unison, looking at Liu Ming with wary expressions on their faces.
At this time, the black energy on Liu Ming's body dissipated, revealing his true appearance.
After the big man in brocade robes and other human monks saw it clearly, their faces suddenly showed expressions of joy.
"Human race in the liquid condensation stage!"
The silver-robed Hai Clan and others were suddenly startled, and they all had expressions of fear.
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