blood record

"Thousand heavy hands, storm technique?"

Yang Yi saw that there were many booklets in the interspatial ring, and there were many martial arts in them, but after a little inspection, Yang Yi was still more interested in these two kinds.

For one thing, Yang Yi had poisonous gloves on his hands, and Bai Yi's previous thousand-fold hand was really powerful, making it impossible to guard against. With Yang Yi's poisonous gloves, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

Although the storm technique is only a middle-grade spell, because of the magic of the spell, the effect that a mid-grade spell can produce is sometimes unmatched by a set of high-level martial arts.

In addition to these hard-to-buy cultivation cheats, there are piles of terrifying blood crystals. Even Yang Yi, who owns 500 million blood crystals, feels ashamed.A rough look at this Bai Yi's blood crystals, I'm afraid there are tens of millions of blood crystals, it is really terrifying, worthy of being the only son of Mo Tianzhu, the wealth is unimaginable. [

Of course, all these wealth fell into Yang Yi's pocket in the end.

"There is still more than a day before I can enter the qualifying competition. With my current state, I have lost a drop of jng blood, and my strength has been greatly damaged. I must re-condense the sixth drop of jng blood as soon as possible. Hehe, fortunately, I still have some left." One hand!"

Yang Yi urged the blood in his body to flow continuously, and there was a vortex in his heart, and there were a few condensed black spots in this vortex, which turned out to be the sixth drop of jng blood.

In fact, Yang Yi didn't completely burn the sixth drop of blood, but left a little bit, like a seed, and it would be much easier to practice again in the future.

"With so much blood, it will be a breeze to practice again!"

Yang Yidang even refined many of the fine blood collected by Bai Yi in the interspatial ring into his own blood.

"Buzz"

Bottle after bottle, drop after drop, countless jng blood was refined into the body, the power of poverty was raging, and the drop of jng blood in the heart finally began to slowly absorb and grow.

The heart was beating crazily, constantly transporting power to the limbs and bones.

Although there are a lot of jng blood in this hundred bottles, they can't stand Yang Yi's crazy refinement. Several hours have passed, and Yang Yi has been refining almost non-stop, and the sixth drop of jng blood is finally recovered.

Not only that, but Yang Yi's blood power was even stronger, and the price was the hundred bottles of blood.

"call"

Yang Yi exhaled lightly, feeling the surging power all over his body, not only his blood had recovered to six drops, but it also seemed to be much stronger.

In Yang Yi's hand, there is also a bottle of essence blood, which contains Bai Yi's essence blood, but Yang Yi does not refine it now, he has his own plan.

"The power contained in Bai Yi's jng blood is really extraordinary. If it is refined now, it will be a fee. At most, it will only allow me to reach the peak of six drops of jng blood. In the future, I will reach six drops At the peak of jng blood, you can use this bottle of jng blood to condense the seventh drop of jng blood."

Yang Yi knew that the further you go to the back, the more difficult it is to condense blood. It is not easy to kill as powerful as Bai Yi. Naturally, this kind of blood must be reserved, and good steel must be used on the blade. .

This time against Bai Yi, if Yang Yi hadn't killed decisively, he might have died, which shows that Yang Yi's methods are not perfect enough.

"If you succeed in cultivation, relying on your agility, you will be like a tiger with wings added. There are also thousands of heavy hands and storm skills. If you have more skills, you will win more points. The qualifying competition is very important. You must use your best state to participate."

Yang Yi quickly took out the floating light, and quickly sank down to practice. [

A few hours passed quickly, and the ten districts in the square mirror had quieted down, and no one was killing anymore, because the end time was not far away, and even many monks began to silently talk about the competition Finish.

The top [-] sects almost want to cheer for joy. Once the time comes, they will be formal Hualong Palace disciples, and they will reach the sky in one step and become famous all over the world.

However, there were also people who were moved, they were still thinking about the next qualifying round, what these monks wanted was not just a formal student quota in Hualong Palace.

"boom"

Suddenly, the whole world was shaken, and a majestic and grand voice resounded clearly in the ears of many monks: "The first stage of the Dragon Transformation Contest is over, and all monks will be sent to the Transformation Dragon Contest within ten breaths." Inside the dragon tower!"

Yang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes sharply, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole body leaped violently, and he softly shouted: "Summer!"

"whoosh"

Just like a ray of light, Yang Yi's speed is unimaginable, he can't even see the afterimage, and he has passed a distance of ten feet in an instant.

How fast is light?It is invisible to the naked eye, which shows how powerful this superficial light is.

"Unfortunately, in just a few hours, I can't practice Thousand Heavy Hands and Storm Technique temporarily. However, I have successfully cultivated the most important floating light. Hmph, with this miraculous martial skill, I will definitely be able to show off in the qualifying competition." light."

Yang Yi has full self-confidence.

The ten breath time has passed, many monks have not reacted yet, they feel that they are bound by a force that can be resisted in an instant, and then disappear without a trace.

"buzzing"

Several bright lights lit up on the tenth floor of the Hualong Pagoda, and these monks were transported to the Hualong Pagoda.

Seeing that they were in the Dragon Transformation Tower, some of these monks wept with joy. Most of these monks saw the cruel killing and their own strength was not enough, so they hid in a secret place, quietly waiting for the Dragon Transformation Contest. In the end, for them, not dying is already a big gain.

The monks on the tenth floor are now sparsely populated. At the beginning, there were 30 monks, but now a rough scan, the maximum is no more than [-]. Within [-] days, half of the monks died, which shows that the number one in the Dragon Transformation Contest The cruelty of the stage.

These monks are all talking about it. Of course, the biggest news this time is naturally Bai Yi's death. The monks on the tenth floor all want to see if that horse can kill Bai Yi and become the tenth floor. What is No.1 Yang Yi like?

Many people began to look around one after another, and found that Yang Yi was not there. These monks knew each other, so they naturally knew that it was not Yang Yi.

Bright lights flickered one after another, and monks continued to appear on the tenth floor, but none of them was Yang Yi.

Suddenly, a bright light flickered, and everyone's eyes were focused. ! ~!