100,000 Years of Body Refining

Xueyuan tested Qin Feng's blood, as if he wanted to determine whether Qin Feng was worthy of being wooed again. He felt it at this moment, and personally sent out an invitation, wanting Qin Feng to follow him.

Qin Feng sneered secretly.

Because of the smashing of the blood drum and many breakthroughs, he was valued by the blood abyss. At this moment, he was personally invited, and I don't know whether it is worthy of joy.

The Blood Sword God guides the blood cultivation and does not fight for the sky, and the Blood Sword Mountain is not a force, but the blood abyss has received disciples in this way, and it has vaguely formed a faction.

He didn't know why Xueyuan was like this, nor why the Blood Sword God didn't stop it, but these had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to figure it out. He came here only for cultivation and nothing else.

Not to mention apprentice to follow.

Moreover, not to mention that the **** abyss is the blood sword **** face to face, and I am afraid that he is not qualified to accept him as a disciple, let alone ask him to follow.

"If you follow a teacher, I can guide you to practice bloodline, and even let you go to the abyss." Without waiting for Qin Feng's response, the voice of the blood abyss continued, Xu Yiyi benefited.

"Where is the Blood Sword Mountain not to practice?" Qin Feng said lightly, although it was not clear, the meaning was self-evident.

The space is silent, only dense and tidal, thick and sharp blood glows, splitting the space and snorting, appearing extremely depressing.

Xueyuan seemed to be silent, and after a long time, an indifferent voice came, "This is your decision?"

Qin Feng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he could hear the faint anger in the voice of Bleeding Yuan, making the blood around him thicker and sharper, even with a strong killing intent.

"The Blood Sword God preaches the Blood Sword God, and the world's blood cultivators will not refuse. Doesn't it have to be a teacher to seek Taoism practice?" Qin Feng said in a low voice.

Although Xueyuan had many actions in the Blood Sword Mountain, it was related to the Blood Sword Mountain's philosophy, and he did not dare to blatantly violate it. Even if the Blood Sword God didn't say anything, the three guys would not allow it.

"You can ask for the truth without a teacher, provided that you have that qualification." Xueyuan's indifferent voice came, and then no longer spoke. The dense blood trembled crazily, and the **** killing made Qin Feng feel faint. Of suffocation oppression.

Obviously, Xueyuan was angry and would not let him pass the test.

Hum.

The dense blood intent was whizzing, and the blood awns that were sharp as swords and exuding terrible killing intent began to condense, making a harsh breaking sound, and finally condensed into a blood sword, pointed at Qin Feng remotely, and screamed loudly.

Qin Feng stared at the blood sword with a serious expression.

He knew that Xueyuan was angry, and although he wouldn't be able to deal with him clearly, the next test would be difficult and even dangerous.

Don’t you see, that blood sword exudes a strong blood pressure, and the power of kendo, the combination of the two, the killing intent is unlimited, if he never retreats, I am afraid that the other party will really kill him.

"call out."

Suddenly, the blood sword burst into bleeding light and disappeared for a moment, causing Qin Feng's pupils to shrink suddenly, and the blood **** fist burst out with almost instinctive cohesive power.

"Boom."

At the moment when he condensed the bleeding fist, the terrifying blood sword of slaughter was swept away, as fast as a beam of light, directly piercing the blood fist and piercing Qin Feng's eyebrows.

"So fast!"

Qin Feng was secretly frightened, and instinctively stepped back, and the Blood God Fist condensed again. This time he opened the distance and the Blood God Fist urged it to the extreme, but it was still penetrated by that sword.

However, the power of the Blood Sword also diminished sharply, and in the end it was shattered by Qin Feng's three blows.

It stands to reason that the blood intent released by the blood abyss is comparable to the peak of the triple heavenly gods, and even close to the fourth level of the heavenly gods, but Qin Feng has just refined the triple blood intent, and his realm suffers a lot.

But here is Blood Sword Mountain, even if something is unfair, what can he do.

He could only continue to condense the blood **** fist, and instead of retreating, he blasted towards the blood sword, trying to blast a blood path.

call out.

At the moment Qin Feng whizzed, another burst of blood bloomed, and the power of the sword of blood seemed to be still climbing, and the speed was faster than before, and it penetrated everything in an instant and slammed in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was prepared, and blasted the blood sword with a fist. The overbearing power contained incomparable power, like the invincible world of the God of War, shaking this blood-colored space, as if it was about to break.

However, this **** light seemed to be illusory. It had no place to bear any force. It was not affected by the Blood God Fist. It passed straight through. Qin Feng hurriedly dodged, but was still hit by the Blood Sword. The God of War body could not resist, the Blood Sword. A deep **** mouth was left directly on his shoulder.

Bone is visible and blood is flowing out.

Qin Feng looked at the **** mouth and stared at the front again.

"Four levels of blood, the assessment of Blood Sword Mountain, is it to be a strong enemy to a weak?"

The **** sword power contained in that blood light clearly surpassed the level of the three heavenly gods, and it was completely unfair.

call out.

Xueyuan didn't respond, the third **** light appeared in vain, and the sword of blood continued to rise. He didn't care what Qin Feng felt. He wanted to kill him with a terrifying killing.

Qin Feng's expression became extremely ugly.

Xueyuan can be accepted as a disciple by the Blood Sword God, and his talent strength can be seen extraordinary. At this moment, he has not suppressed the blood will at the same level, but has become stronger and stronger, constantly killing him, as if to punish him.

There is no reason, there is no fairness.

boom!

Qin Feng burned his blood crazily, and the blood **** fist shook the space, but he couldn't stop the increasingly stronger blood sword. His chuckles continued to sound, and countless shocking blood stains appeared on his body in an instant.

No matter how angry he is, on this Blood Sword Mountain, he is really helpless, and even the blood will become stronger and stronger, reaching the five-fold blood, and continuously cutting his body. If it goes on, it will not pass the test, and even have his life. In danger.

Xueyuan was so unreasonable and unfair. For a moment, he really wanted to awaken the Divine Sword and destroy everything, but after all, he resisted it.

The figure flickered, and before the Blood Sword destroyed him, he retreated straight away.

"puff."

As soon as he quit the blood map, Qin Feng opened his mouth and vomited blood. The embarrassed appearance made many people look surprised, but it was immediately obvious.

With the strength of Qin Feng smashing the blood drum, it can be seen that his blood will and talent are good, and it is reasonable to pass the test, but the intention of Xueyuan to feel his blood is self-evident.

Looking at Qin Feng's state at the moment, the result is not hard to guess.

He must have refused again.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist is not suitable to go to the abyss." Xue Tu said gloomily when he saw Qin Feng's appearance.

Qin Feng glanced at him with a gloomy expression but speechless. He looked sideways at the other three blood maps. The Blood Abyss targeted him and unreasonably repelled him. I wonder if the other three disciples were the same.

"You don't need to read it. Although the assessments of the master and the uncles are different, they will all recognize the results. You have been defeated. Naturally, the three uncles think that in three years, you are not qualified to go to the abyss." Xuetu sneered. Tao.

There are so many blood cultivators who have come to seek the Dao. The four disciples have to preside over the mountain test and preach the preaching and receive karma. If there is no limit to the test of going to the abyss, everyone will continue to try.

Therefore, once the test of going to the abyss fails, within three years, no further attempts are allowed. You can continue to practice in the Blood Sword Mountain, wait three years and try again, or you can leave.

Blood Sword Mountain does not restrict freedom.

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, glanced at Xuetu, then glanced at a certain attic, as if penetrating the attic of the blood map, seeing the abyss of blood, there was a faint blood glow in the depths of his pupils.

After a while, Qin Feng turned around and left.

There is no blood technique suitable for him at the Blood Sword Mountain Peak, and for three years, he naturally can't afford to wait.

"Well, where is not cultivation, your Excellency would like to try my blood?" At this moment, a voice came from a certain loft, and it clearly fell in Qin Feng's ears.

He paused and looked back.