V5.Chapter 211

He Yiming's spirit is highly concentrated, and in the next moment, he Yiming is totally addicted to a magical realm.

Surrounded by white horse thunder and lightning, he Yiming is very relieved. At least on this island, there can be no stronger one than thunder and lightning.

Even Chu Haozhou, which is called the five Qi Dynasty yuan by the ancient demon, may not be able to win the thunder and lightning.

It is because he Yiming has deep confidence in his own security.

When his spirit entered the book of Shinto, he immediately felt a shower of blood, which fell from the sky, endless, and slowly converged into a huge sea of blood below.

In the sea of blood, there are endless eddies. These eddies are time and time, some of which are as large as infinity, and some are only as thin as little fingers.

Suddenly, a huge suction force came out of the boundless vortex below, and he Yiming was instantly sucked down.

He Yiming was shocked. He tried his best to get rid of it, but to his surprise, the attraction was so great that it was simply incredible. Even with the strength of his venerable level, he was still sucked in without resistance.

When his spirit was inhaled, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly, and then the temperature on his body slowly fell down, and his breathing was as if there were nothing.

The thunder and lightning beside he Yiming passed the horse's head, and its eyes showed suspicious eyes.

Its strength is indeed incomparable, but we don't know much about human cultivation, and we don't understand what happened to he Yiming.

However, smart as it is, it vaguely sensed that he Yiming's situation at the moment does not seem to be good.

It suddenly looked up and sent out an earth shaking hiss, which spread far away, and even splashed waves of visible ripples in the surrounding space.

A long roar that also shook the heaven and earth echoed it from afar, and then a human shadow flew over like a flying shadow.

However, before this figure flew, another figure passed him in midair and landed on the side of thunder and lightning.

After just a few breaths, another figure finally came here and landed in midair. Looking at the previous figure, he sincerely said, "Chu has long seen that brother Bai's cultivation is unfathomable, and he has already stepped into the realm of five Qi Dynasty yuan. My brother is rude."

The previous figure was Chu Haozhou. As soon as he heard the long hiss of lightning, he rushed over immediately. And the figure who came from behind, of course, is holding a treasure pig.

Hundred and eight looked at Chu Haozhou, then looked at he Yiming, stood in place, and never moved again.

Chu Haozhou smiled awkwardly, glanced at he Yiming, sensed the faint breath on him, and asked suspiciously, "brother Bai, what's the matter with brother he?"

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood, 108 casually said, "he hibernated."

"Hibernation?" Chu Haozhou opened his mouth and murmured, "it seems that only animals will hibernate."

One hundred and eight didn't turn back: "man is also a kind of animal."

Chu Haozhou tried to roll his eyes, but in his heart, he was really afraid of 108. He was unwilling to turn his face with this powerful five Qi Chaoyuan master, so he had to laugh helplessly and never speak again.

They waited quietly until an hour later, he Yiming finally breathed a sigh and his spirit retreated from the book.

While the crowd was waiting for him, his spirit had fallen into a whirlpool. However, to his surprise, the boiling blood in the vortex didn't seem to have any impact on him, even the slightest damage.

His heart immediately settled, and he was amazed.

After feeling the suction in the vortex, he Yiming has realized that he may have been fooled by an ancient demon.

If you want to use spiritual power to enter this void space, it is not impossible, but must be done under certain circumstances.

If you put your spirit into the book of Shinto without any preparation, then the only end is that the spirit is sucked into the vortex and will never be reborn.

However, the old demon never thought that his constitution was special. Although the blood vortex here could suck the spirit into it, the power inside could not hurt him.

Because the power in blood is the coagulation technique of Changzhou Hao family. I have already mastered this power, so under the same root and homologous power system, I can't bring him any harm at all.

Looking up, the scenery in front of me seemed to change strangely again.

The endless whirlpool seemed to become a huge rotating mirror, on which countless patterns were painted. These patterns were combined to form countless magical changes.

He Yiming stared at all this, and slowly, these patterns seemed to have spirituality into his mind, and automatically arranged in his mind.

In a flash, he Yiming saw many lifelike pictures. The only common feature of these pictures is weird and bloody.

People with great power were killed, their bodies were broken alive, and there were white beads in the eyebrows of their heads and at the intersection of some bones and flesh of their bodies.

He Yiming raised his eyebrows. He immediately knew that those who were brutally killed were all powerful venerable beings, and the relics in their bodies were taken out in this way.

All the relics were collected, and the largest relics at the center of the eyebrow was the most important.

A venerable person can provide three to nine Buddhist relics after death, but among these Buddhist relics, only the one in the center of the eyebrow is the largest, and the life force contained in it is also the most powerful.

Slowly, 108 relics were collected and arranged in a strange way.

He Yiming clearly saw that among these relics, 72 were ordinary relics, but there were 36, which belonged to the big relics in the middle of the eyebrow.

Then, a man stood among these relics. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. These blood turned into drops of blood in midair, and evenly scattered on these relics.

A strange scene appeared, and these blood beads were suffused with magical light, and gradually entered the relic.

He Yiming's eyes gleamed faintly. At the center of the vortex, countless knowledge about blood power came into his mind. Let him understand that there is powerful and magical power in human blood.

Although this power does not belong to the force of the five elements and has little to do with the external energy, the mystery of it is not under the rest of the forces.

At this moment, he even had such a feeling.

In the outside world, there is a huge universe, but every human being is also a universe. It's just that the power of the single person universe is too small. For the external power, it's nothing at all.

Day after day, year after year, when countless blood beads infiltrated the 108 relics.

The power in the relic was finally stimulated. They stood up and turned into a fog man, a blood red fog man.

At this point, he Yiming understood the origin of the fog man controlled by the ancient demon.

However, he Yiming was surprised that there were absolutely less than 100 relics used by the ancient demon, while there were 108 relics in this vortex.

However, he soon understood the gap.

When the fog man in the vortex stood up, a huge pressure suddenly came on his face.

He Yiming's mental strength is already extremely tough and powerful, but when he touches this pressure, he immediately shudders. He just wants to insist on resisting, and this pressure suddenly rises. Just one breath, the strength of this pressure has exceeded the limit that he Yiming can bear.

There seemed to be a loud bang in his ear, like countless bombs exploding in his ear at the same time, which made him fall into a kind of deafness.

Later, he Yiming vaguely saw that the blood mist man waved his hand casually.

Suddenly, the world changed, countless eddies completely collapsed, the whole world began to groan under his great power, all the pictures and pictures disappeared, and everything along with the eddies disappeared.

Between the whole heaven and earth, there is only one piece of blood red, even the air.

He Yiming suddenly shivered. When he opened his eyes, he found that his spirit had withdrawn from this magical book of Shinto.

He breathed deeply and heartily recalled the knowledge of blood power he had received.

He finally understood what these patterns represented.

This book is the best way to use the power of blood. It uses 108 Buddhist relics in different parts, and then uses some strange secret method to refine. Then after a long time, it will naturally condense into that kind of fog man with blood red.

Once the fog man takes shape, he will become a powerful and even more difficult opponent than the venerable.

Once people contact with people, they can invade each other's bodies and absorb each other's blood to strengthen themselves.

Because this is through the exercise of the power of blood, there is a mysterious connection between the fog man and the body. Noumenon can completely control the actions of fog people and command at will.

And unless there is such a powerful existence as thunder and lightning, it is impossible for fog people to be injured or killed at all.

Remembering the strength of the fog man in the blood clotting meridian, he Yiming's vest was sweating. Fortunately, what the ancient demon cultivated was only a broken blood mist man. If we let him become all the blood fog people, then today's results will be completely rewritten.

But on second thought, he was relieved.

If all the blood fog people were so easy to exercise, wouldn't this world have become the world of blood fog people long ago.