No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 169
Although no one knows the distant past, the future of the barren prison is already clear.

Ning Luo sat cross-legged in the mine veins, his cultivation had already reached to shake the mountain.

The Desolate Hell Realm's Heartline Derivation System is not particularly detailed.

Although there are standards for measuring the body, melting the heart, uniting the veins, and transforming demons.

But after turning into a demon, the realm becomes blurred just like the world of dust.

It can be seen from the name of the realm.

Shaking mountains, moving mountains, and covering seas are in the final analysis the intuitive manifestation of the level of strength, not the inner barriers of the realm.

For Ning Luo, the subsequent improvement of the realm is much simpler.

Thanks to the blessing of the "Mountain God", the red crystals in the veins cannot escape Ning Luo's induction.

And the "Xuan Sha Body" and the horned dragon blood that had been successfully upgraded also endowed Ning Luo with the ability to quickly absorb the blood of the red crystal.

But Ning Luo's horned dragon bloodline is not pure blood, nor can it reach pure blood.

After all, he is a human being, and he can't walk the road of ten deaths and no life that a dragon transforms into a real dragon.

As for the sea of ​​kidney qi, although Ning Luo also had the idea of ​​trying the kidney branding, but the true qi and inner spirit were not enough.

After all, this is the desolate prison world, and being able to condense a too mysterious sword is already the limit of what Ning Luo can do.

Today's Ning Luoxiu is Shaking Yue, with the blood of Qiulong.

The heart is pure, the soul is red, and the blood is mysterious.

Mixed liver and internal organs, red training demon soul, sorcery dragon chant, blood pool, and many low-level sorcery.

With a sea of ​​energy in the kidneys and organs, the Taixuan fantasy sword steals the sword intent and is ready to go.

Today's sword intent is something that Ning Luo can't touch, it seems that every time he has a better understanding of Xiutu, the sword intent will become stronger.

This is not a good thing for Ning Luo now, because he can't use it, and he can't even draw a sword.

Fortunately, Taixuanhuanjian can steal a trace of sword intent. In this way, it can be regarded as exchanging the trump card of self-mutilation for a trump card that can be used.

It's not a loss.

As for the sorcery of the liver and viscera, it was also a new discovery of Ning Luo's one-year retreat.

Since Chi Lian's demon soul is originally nourished in the sea of ​​blood in the liver, as long as the corresponding blood is branded on it, the demon soul can activate the magic, which is no different from that of a beast master.

Although it looks strong, Path to Miscellaneous also has flaws.

The Xuansha blood technique Ning Luo can be used freely, but the black technique must call out the demon soul before it can be activated.And once the demon soul is destroyed in this process, it has to be cultivated again, and months or even years of polishing will come to naught.

With the blessing of destiny, Ning Luo is only one step away from moving the mountain.

Unfortunately, time is limited.

The beast master's warning echoed in the mine: "My lord! They are coming!"

Ning Luo left the customs.

When he returned to the surface and saw the surging tide of blood, even as a traverser, he couldn't help feeling desperate.

The blood beasts all over the mountains and plains rushed to attack.

They have paradoxical appearance and grotesque appearance.

Explosive sarcoids spread all over his body, and the connected stumps ran across his waist and abdomen.

Even hands popped out of the forehead, like a blooming wild flower.

This taboo figure has surpassed the category of synthetic beasts, making Ning Luo immediately think of that strange creature named Dirty.

Although the evolved blood beast didn't lose San as much as the dirty one, it was even more disgusting.

However, Die's abnormal limbs are at least designed for fighting. They violate the laws of physiology, and they are just to maximize the release of the body's strength.

But the blood beast in front of Ning Luo is like a brainless fusion of thousands of strange beasts, without rules, aimless, and may not be stronger than the original body.

Although such defective products look appalling, many of them are ostentatious, neither attractive nor useful.

Until Ning Luo glimpsed the figure hidden in the beast tide.

He knew that all conjectures had been verified at this moment.

It was a half-demon, a half-demon who had come back from the dead!

Ning Luo looked solemn: "Patriarch, notify other tribes as soon as possible, this is a catastrophe that will end the world, don't neglect it!"

"Already sent people!" The blood wolf patriarch hunched his back and said in a concentrated voice, "However, the world will not be overthrown. There are still a few holy beasts in our plateau. Things are still more than enough.”

Ning Luo shook his head: "Not enough, even a holy beast at its peak may not be able to save the plateau."

The patriarch was noncommittal, he did not question Ning Luo.Because according to the ancestral precepts, they must obey the admonitions of the Yaozun lineage.

However, the patriarch still knows the strength of the plateau.

Not to mention the invasion of the 72nd peak, at least as long as the 36 tribes work together, no force in the barren prison world can break through the defense line of the plateau.

What's more, it's just a blood beast.

Although they are large in size, they are just prey used by animal trainers to show their strength.

Their defective bodies mean that they cannot break through the bottleneck of the high realm, where the upper limit lies.

Until the blood light falls, and the bewilderment falls from the sky!

boom! ! !
The bursting air wave swept across the four directions, suddenly the trees collapsed, and grass clippings flew everywhere!

Cracks spread like spider webs, and the cracks in the ground were more than one meter wide, like a huge mouth that devoured people.

If it wasn't for Wang Sheng being fed up for nothing, he might have been swallowed by the cracked earth.

And when the dust and smoke dissipated, a human figure came into view.

Only then did Ning Luo realize that his imagination was still a bit weak, and he underestimated the Human Sovereign's plan.

It was a half-demon in the Overlying Sea Realm, its aura was similar to that of the blood ancestor, but it was not the blood ancestor that Ning Luo had seen with his own eyes.

This alone is enough for Ning Luo to deduce his identity.

"Antique?"

"Could it be that from ancient times to the present, the blood ancestors of each generation will recover?"

"So, the Blood Ancestor is not only the executor of the blood refinement plan, but also a perfect part that the Emperor created for himself, and it has been like this throughout the ages."

"This is bad!"

This script is really dark!
Even if Ning Luo expected that the follow-up catastrophe would be difficult to deal with, how could he ever think that his opponent could be so perverted?

Every one of the blood ancestors in the past was covered by the sea, and everyone was revived
Is it possible for the plateau to block the tide of blood?Is it possible to survive?
no way.

Whether it is cutting-edge combat power or the difference in military strength, the plateau is too disparate compared to the blood tide!

Even Su Sheng's blood ancestors are obviously different from half-demons and blood beasts, they have light in their eyes, and they have self-awareness!

This is the scariest place.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Ning Luo can be [-]% sure that from the moment the blood tide came to the world, this map is no longer a normal mode.

He accidentally triggered the Kuroshio module in advance, which is not a mode for mortals, it is an experience prepared for God's Choice.

Not even a traveler can save such a crumbling world.

The blood ancestor turned his head away.

The patriarch stepped forward, stopped Ning Luo, and said coldly: "Half-monster? You should have perished a year ago!"

The blood ancestor tilted his neck, looked at the patriarch suspiciously, then looked up at the sky, thinking for a long time.

In the end, he shook his head and said numbly, "I'm not a half-demon, I'm a human. My name is 37. My mission is to kill you all and bury them in the sea."

"Buried in the sea, buried in the sea, buried in the sea, buried in the sea"

boom!
Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Blood Ancestor shot out like a cannonball!

The advancing fist wind set off a violent sonic boom, blasting the air into layers of ripples!

The patriarch's pupils shrank suddenly, and just as the blood pool spread under his feet, a giant wolf with a length of ten feet suddenly rushed away!

Sharp claws and bloody palms intertwined, and the giant wolf's flesh pads disintegrated in an instant, forming blood foam all over the sky!
The Blood Ancestor continued to attack the patriarch unabated, without being blocked in the slightest.

However, at this moment, a petite wolf with a length of less than one meter dashed past the blood pool, biting the unsuspecting blood ancestor with its fangs, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood!
At the same time, the patriarch's mind moved slightly, and the magic was activated.

ooh-

Howling wolves, tens of thousands of phantoms of blood wolves rushed towards the blood ancestor like a torrent!
Although it didn't have intuitive power, it made it impossible for the Blood Ancestor to discern the little wolf's position, and he couldn't kill the patriarch.

Until the witchcraft dissipated, the patriarch stood beside Ning Luo, his chest heaving violently.

He is quite old, whether it is to activate the magic arts or use the monsters that move the mountains, it is an unspeakable burden for him.

But at least, his sword is not old, and he is still worthy of a battle.

The qi and blood dissipated, and there were more than a dozen bite marks on Xuezu's body out of thin air, and even a hole in the width of the washbasin was torn off the side of the chest.

Ning Luo's eyes sank.

Because there are no internal organs in the blood ancestor's chest cavity.

Some are just wriggling granulation, and there is a sarcoma that doesn't look like any organ at all, with blood veins all over it!

Ning Luo said in a low voice: "Patriarch, tell everyone to retreat to the mine, and the surface will be unbearable."

The patriarch raised his head in a daze: "It's okay, the old man can still do it"

Before he finished speaking, out of the corner of the patriarch's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a blood-colored figure rushing towards him!

His pupils trembled, and his color paled in horror!

Because that was the Blood Ancestor who was no longer a human being, but now he is unscathed, and he has recovered in an instant!

When the patriarch reacted, he had already avoided it.

However, an arm bound with a scarlet gauntlet passed by his side, and suddenly met the revived Blood Ancestor!
boom! ! !
The red clouds are all over the sky, and the feather catkins are scattered!
The patriarch was stunned by the shock wave and moved back a hundred meters, plowing a shallow mark on the mud.

When he raised his head in a panic, he saw a big hole in Blood Ancestor's chest, and the pulsating sarcoma was clearly visible.

But Ning Luo remained motionless, still standing where he was.

It's just that the sleeve of his right arm exploded, and his palm was full of dirty blood.

The patriarch blinked, feeling that he might have read something wrong.

Your lord's Blood Flood Dragon was only at the spirit level before, but his own strength is even better than his all-out attack?
You care about this, called Beast Master?
(End of this chapter)