As we all know, 144 blood lines is the limit that an intermediate warrior can smelt.
For a fifth-level warrior, thirty-six blood patterns are the limit.
However, Fan Feng has already smelted thirty-six pieces.
At this point, even she herself did not dare to continue smelting the blood pattern. She was afraid of exceeding the limit and harming herself instead.
So she started body training with bloodstains directly, and her physical strength quickly increased a lot.
But the cultivation level is still at the mid-level of the fifth level. After smelting thirty-six blood lines, the cultivation level is still at the mid-level of the fifth level.
Fan Feng opened her eyes, with a look of disbelief on her face, and looked at Mo Tian. Mo Tian just looked at her, and Fan Feng continued to close her eyes.
boom.
Fan Feng started to smelt the thirty-seventh blood pattern. At first, Fan Feng was cautious, but the body tempered by the thirty-six blood patterns was too strong, and it was too easy to smelt the inverted blood pattern.
Soon the thirty-seventh blood pattern condensed out, and then a terrifying aura soaring to the sky burst out from Fan Feng's body.
The bloodline has awakened.
This power was so terrifying that it almost swept through the entire Bloody Secret Realm, alarming everyone who was in retreat.
Old Antique and the others also frowned. This movement was too big and someone would come soon.
"You can leave first." Mo Tian stepped forward, and Old Antique and the others turned around and left without any delay.
In the pool, blood light was soaring into the sky at this moment, countless rays of light were shining, more and more blood vessels were awakening, and Fan Feng's body was densely covered with blood-colored light.
Fan Feng was not an ordinary person. She knew that the condensed thirty-seven blood lines inspired the blood, so she set out to smelt the thirty-eighth blood lines.
The twenty-four streaks removed from the broken bloodstains were the bloodstains smelted by Fan Feng's own bloodstains, only thirteen of them.
Turn to Article 14 to form, Article 15, Article 16, Article 18.
Fan Feng's cultivation reached the peak of mid-level five.
boom.
Article 19, Article 21, Article 24.
Reached the peak of the late fifth level.
Boom boom boom.
Continue to smelt, soon, twenty-six, thirty, thirty-two.
When the thirty-two blood lines were completely melted, the movement finally gradually weakened, and the blood in Fan Feng's body pulsed to the sky, and a terrifying aura swept across.
This kind of bloodline power even made Mo Tian feel palpitated.
Awakening his bloodline, he melted thirty-two blood lines from his own bloodstains, plus twenty-four from the broken bloodstains. At the peak of level five, Fan Feng had a total of fifty-six blood lines.
The broken blood marks have reached their limit and will no longer grow.
However, Fan Feng's own blood marks can still be continuously melted, and the number can reach 128. Adding the twenty-four broken blood marks, there are 152 blood lines.
This has exceeded the limit of 144 blood lines.
Mo Tian observed Fan Feng's practice and was thinking in his mind that if the blood patterns smelted from external blood traces could turn into his own, then the potential for complete blood traces in his body would be forty-eight.
If one's own bloodstains are refined to the ultimate 144 bloodlines, adding the two together, wouldn't one get 192 bloodlines?
With this guess, Mo Tian was also very excited.
Now we want to see how Fan Feng uses fifty-six blood lines to temper his body.
Looking over, Mo Tian was shocked. Fan Feng was so bold that he actually wanted to merge the broken blood marks into his own.
This seemed impossible to Mo Tian, but he ignored the power of blood. Fan Feng's blood was very special.
The two bloodstains that were originally incompatible were fused together under the influence of the power of blood, and the broken bloodstains completely turned into a part of Fan Feng's own bloodstains.
A fifth-level warrior possesses bloodstains made of fifty-six blood lines.
Next, is the most critical bloodstain body refining.
There were originally only eight blood lines in Fan Feng's blood essence. After being tempered by the blood marks, they would increase by seven times. This number is too terrifying and the process would be extremely painful.
Fan Feng glanced at Mo Tian with a look of determination on her face. She recovered and began to temper her body.
The bloodstains with fifty-six blood lines were like a soldering iron, which was extremely terrifying. Even if Fan Feng's bloodline was awakened, the pain at that moment would almost make it disappear.
Then Mo Tian took action, powerful soul power swept up, completely wrapping Fan Feng and soothing her painful soul.
Soon Fan Feng entered the state, and Mo Tianze was guarding him. This guarding lasted the whole night.
As the night passed, the movement here finally became quieter, and someone was slowly walking towards the top of the mountain.
This man is a young man, wearing a golden robe and a handsome demeanor.
"There is someone who has awakened his bloodline here. Which of the proud girls of heaven is he? Is it one of those from the inner sect?" The young man walked away and thought: "I don't see any of the proud girls of heaven. If there is one of them,
If she can awaken her bloodline, she can become my Wang Hao's woman, and this kind of woman is only worthy of me, Wang Hao."
Wang Hao, the fifth level peak, has a magnificent momentum, and 54 blood lines are constantly wandering around his body.
Faintly, one can see that eighteen of the blood lines are dim.
In other words, the one belonging to Wang Hao has 36 blood lines, reaching the fifth level of perfection.
"I have used a special method to temper the broken blood scars, and I will soon be able to integrate the broken blood marks into my own blood marks. By then, who can rival me?" Wang Hao was very proud. He gained a lot from his trip to Qianfu Island and got a lot of blood marks.
fragments.
Although the ancestor discovered it later and ordered him to hand over part of it to the family.
But while on Qianfu Island, the soul-possessed clone of the ancestor of the Wang family was suppressed and destroyed by Mo Tian, causing him to lose a lot of his memory.
Afterwards, although Wang Hao handed over some of the bloodstain fragments, he kept most of them. He smelted the best piece himself and distributed the rest to cultivate his confidants.
Although Wang Hao is at the peak of Level 5, he will be able to cultivate many perfect Level 5s before long, and his strength will be greatly increased.
Wang Hao rushed to the top of the mountain, glanced at the pool, and was stunned. The beautiful face of the girl in the pool completely attracted him, especially the invisible and powerful bloodline, which made him extremely satisfied.
Women like these are worthy of me, Wang Hao, and can only be worthy of me, Wang Hao.
Wang Hao is very confident.
Among the inner sect, he is the leader at his level.
It can be said that it is enough to look down upon the entire academy.
Looking at Fan Feng, Wang Hao became more and more satisfied.
He knew that there was quite a buzz about Fan Feng's breakthrough and that the top management of the college would be here soon.
When the time comes, Fan Feng will definitely be included in the inner sect and focused on training.
And since he was the first to discover Fan Feng, he would also get Fan Feng.
When the time comes, you can take this girl back to the inner gate and crush everyone.
He also wants to tell all the talented inner disciples that only such a woman is worthy of him, and such a woman can only find him.
Except for him, no one has this qualification.
Wang Hao smiled proudly and prepared to sit down cross-legged and wait for Fan Feng to wake up.
Then he turned his eyes and saw a young man in gray robe sitting cross-legged not far away.
"The toad wants to eat swan meat, so go and die." Fan Feng was also wearing a gray robe. How could Wang Hao not see that the two of them had a close relationship, so he immediately took action.