v4 Chapter 116： Blood soul

If it was the outside world, Xiao Chen would use his magical powers to destroy two blood souls. After a moment of depletion of mana in his body, he would be able to recover by himself, but at this moment in the burial ground, it seems that there is some mysterious force to forcibly isolate him, making Xiao Chen cannot recover mana by absorbing spiritual power. Eight W] W. 81ＺW. Com Xiao Chen looked ugly, and his eyes were cold and swollen. At this moment, the aura of light flashed on his hand, but nothing appeared. "Sure enough, even the storage ring was sealed and the contents could not be taken out. This funeral garden will still There is such a secret, obviously this is not known to Brother Ji Family, otherwise I ca n’t read the records without records, which shows that this power only works on non-Ji Family Brothers! ”I thought here, Xiao Chen eyes Even more gloomy, it is no wonder that five monks who entered the funeral garden, including even three non-falling monks, fell into it. You ca n’t meditate to recover the spiritual power, you ca n’t recover it by swallowing elixir. Even if the mana is very strong, you can only reach the end of the battlefield.

Xiao Chen stood on the spot. After half a ring, the color reluctantly calmed down, and his thoughts turned quickly. "This funeral garden is so weird that every time I use a mana in my body, I lose one point. Do n’t take a shot at a critical moment, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable once exhausted. "

"Perseverance refers to the sacrifice of Shou Yuan, and the use of Shou Yuan to stimulate and increase the flow of time. Presumably it should not be imaged in this funeral garden. These two supernatural powers are the final cards of Xiao Chen, but silence means that it takes only one battle to cast a long life loss. As for the tribal supernatural powers, it is the strongest powerful card that does not fall below my eyes. You must not misuse it until the moment of life and death. "

"Since the magical power cannot be used, then go forward with the physical combat strength, and with the physical strength under my eyes, the explosive combat strength is completely not weaker than the monk Yuanying Peak. This is Xiao Chen's biggest support for survival in this funeral garden ! "

Mind turned, Xiao Chen had already thoroughly analyzed the current situation between several breaths. At this moment, his eyes flickered and he strode forward. Although he has never used any magic powers, his physical strength is extremely powerful, and his speed is still fast.

A few moments later, several blood soul figures appeared in his sight. Xiao Chen stepped forward without any intention of dodging. When the blood soul rushed, he snorted in his mouth, and shot with both hands in a fist.

boom!

With one arm falling, the fists are mixed with powerful forces, which can break the mountains, and can stir the stormy waves. Like the arms of gods and demons, they can break through the ten thousand methods, and they are irresistible. Because the blood soul has no resistance at all under this fist, the body collapses instantly, and the blood vein seeds in the body disappear. Xiao Chen looked calm and ignored him. What he is looking for is that extremely pure blood seed, these strengths are only the blood soul of the Yuanying level, naturally Xiao Chen does not look at him!

There was no suspense in the battle blizzard. It ended in a few minutes and it was clean.

Xiao Chen stepped down, the ground shattered, mud and rocks were flying, and gray and black dust blocked the sight, making it unreal.

"Slap!" "Slap!"

The faint sound of footsteps came, extremely calm, and even the time interval between each step was exactly the same. Among the dust, a tall and straight figure came out slowly, the blue shirt was clean and tidy, his face was calm and breathing evenly, without any effort.

Appeared at this moment without any pause, without stopping, straight ahead.

In the funeral garden of the Ji Family, the outer blood soul is cultivated for the weaker monk to lag behind the blood in the body. The deeper the blood soul is, the more pure the blood in the body is. Xiao Chen's goal this time is to merge a pure blood seed, so that in the future, he will do more with less.

Three days.

Xiao Chen didn't use any magical powers. He only shot with the flesh and slammed the blood soul more than a thousand times. During the period, he trained for three hours and spent the rest of the time in battle. At this moment, Xiao Chen took the shot, the simpler and more straightforward, the clearer, the pursuit of the fastest to pay the minimum price to explode the most powerful combat power, kill the blood soul. After breaking through the outermost layer, the blood soul you have to face the stronger you go inward, until now the blood soul of the late infantry level has appeared. Although the blood soul condensed by such bloodline seeds still relies on instinct to attack, it has more or less saved some of the monks' magical powers during their lives, and it is undoubtedly a lot more difficult to deal with. Xiao Chen's explosive power comparable to the peak of Yuan Ying must be careful to avoid Caught in the siege, the advancing degree suddenly reduced several times.

boom! boom!

The fluttering sound of the flesh flew like a torrent of rain and torrents, and it ceased after a few breaths, and then a figure shot from the dust of the sky, and the figure on the ground stepped out from the electricity, and disappeared into sight instantly. At this moment, Xiao Chen was pale, and there were three or two breaks on the blue shirt, which was obviously not as comfortable as before. But even then, his face remained calm, his eyes filled with self-confidence and firmness, and he never wavered.

"The strength of the blood soul is still too weak here!" During the rush, Xiao Chen frowned, his gaze looking deep into the funeral garden, his face resolute.

. . . . .

The funeral flowers have been extremely irritable in the past few days. In her induction, the peripheral staff was slaughtered in a few days, and the number dropped sharply. Although this has happened before, it is definitely not as serious as it is now.

"Damn! Where did the juniors go so wild in my funeral garden to show their celebrities? I really don't know if I live or die! The funeral master is waiting here. If you dare to break into my territory, my master will surely frustrate you. Completely beheaded! "

If she could not leave her territory without being a higher-level existence, the funeral flower would have been unbearable, and she would destroy the junior and devour it to improve her cultivation.

In the funeral garden, although all blood souls were formed by the blood of Monk Ji's body, they did not inherit any memory of the monk, and some were only violent murder. Unless the practice of life is extremely tyrannical, the blood veins in the body can be formed as a blood soul like this funeral flower, but even then they will not have a bit of retention for Monk Ji family, and swallowing their blood vessels can improve their self-cultivation. for.

The funeral flowers reluctantly suppressed his heart, and sat tightly on the palace throne. Although the funeral flower itself is a bloodline seed, it looks like a real person from the outside. Wearing a blood-colored long skirt, the more red lips set off a bit of strangeness, a touch of evil spirit permeates the body. Cool and cold, lifeless.

. . . . .

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, his body's mana slowly moved within the meridian so as to help the physical body recover as quickly as possible. At this moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled and his complexion was slightly gloomy. The closer to the core of the funeral garden, the stronger the blood soul strength. At this moment, it no longer appears in groups, but has its own territory. The size of the territory is different. Once the monks step in, they will endlessly die. If they cannot kill the blood soul, they will not want to retreat. Within a day, Xiao Chen had already slashed seven blood souls. The strongest one was as if it were different from Xiao Chen. He had two supernatural powers during his lifetime. Kill, I am afraid that some hard struggle will continue for a long time. But even so, after the blood soul was beheaded, Xiao Chen was also physically injured, so he could not stop training. The time is only March. During this period, Xiao Chen can't help but obtain the recognition of the bloodline seeds and complete the refining. Although the time is urgent, Xiao Chen forces himself to calm down and not to be impulsive, otherwise he will just go for nothing. Fortunately, although the funeral garden prevented the monks from absorbing spiritual power to open the storage treasures, they did not suppress the physical self-recovery. After five hours, they waited for the physical body to recover to 878. Xiao Chen stood up and looked forward firmly. March. Knowing that the blood evil strength in the front must be stronger, but Xiao Chen had no choice but to move forward!

Moving forward for a moment, Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward. The figure left here and set foot in another strange territory. Although silent, the faint coercion in the void showed that the blood soul here must be extremely powerful!

Behind, a layer of light blood-colored mask is produced. Unless the blood soul here is killed, Xiao Chen cannot leave. His face was calm, his eyes were cautious, and he moved forward slowly, but the **** storm storm-like attack did not come as expected. At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to be standing on a wasteland, and looked out of sight. Moving forward in silence, Xiao Chen's complexion became more ugly instead of relaxing. His eyes flickered with fear and horror. The scope of the Blood Soul Territory was far beyond Xiao Chen's expectations, and his strength must be overwhelming!

Suddenly, Xiao Chen stopped in the middle of her journey, her eyes stared forward, her pupils contracted violently!

palace!

Above this desolate field, a blood-colored palace stands silently at the end of sight. It looks like a demon with open teeth dancing claws, revealing a state of sorrow, which makes people's eyes fall into fear.