Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Zhao Hongming stared at the boiling pool of blood, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.

As Zuo Jian continued to activate, the formation on the blood pool began to slowly activate, and wisps of blood rose from the pool, intertwining into a strange and terrifying blood-colored light curtain in the air.

Zuo Jian jumped up, floating steadily in the center of the blood pool, and began to form seals quickly with his hands.

The blood in the blood pool seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, rolling violently, like boiling water, with blood bubbles rising.

At the same time, the formation on the blood pool glowed brightly, and four bloody light pillars shot into the sky from the four corners.

Zhao Hongming's face darkened, and he immediately activated all his true intentions without hesitation.

The strange phenomenon of the mountain and river diagram manifested, and a heavy peak emerged from it, pressing down on the formation in front.

However, just when he was about to touch the formation, a strong resistance suddenly emerged, making his whole body, including the mountains and rivers, seem to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself and make it difficult to go further.

Zhuo Jian Villa saw Zhao Hongming laughing so proudly and saying: "This is the 'Four Spirits Blood Formation', which is passed down from the Changsheng Heaven. It is activated by the essence of human blood. It is similar to the formations in this world." If you want to break the difference between cloud and mud, you are wishful thinking."

Zhao Hongming stabilized his body and stared at the so-called "Four Spirits Blood Formation" in front of him, his eyes becoming solemn.

As Zuo Jian said, he has understood many formations, but the formation construction theory of the 'Four Spirits Fierce Formation' is different from the formations he knows, or they are almost two things.

It was far stranger and more complicated than the sword formation at the gate of Sword Making Villa.

At the moment, he has no clue of how to solve it.

At this moment, Zuo Jian had already begun the final stage of condensation of the blood elixir.

The blood in the blood pool began to swirl violently, forming a huge whirlpool.

At the center of the vortex, a cone of blood-red elixir slowly condensed, exuding a violent aura.

Even if Zhao Hongming is far outside the formation, he can still feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy spreading out of it.

Zuo Jian's expression changed, and his eyes were fixed on the blood pill above the blood pool.

Seeing that the blood pill was about to be successfully condensed, Zuo Jian couldn't wait to speed up the seal formation with his hands.

The brilliance of the blood formation became even brighter.

Under this light curtain, the blood in the center of the vortex seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually condensing and compressing.

As time went by, the blood pill gradually became fuller and rounder, and its light became more intense.

Finally, with a low roar, all the blood turned into blood mist, and was absorbed by the prototype of the blood pill.

The blood pill was completely condensed and formed, suspended above the blood pool.

It was surrounded by a bloody halo, exuding a heart-stopping pressure.

Zuo Jian's eyes flashed with a crazy and hot light. He stretched out his trembling hand and carefully took the blood pill.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the blood pill, as if just swallowing it would instantly push his cultivation to a whole new level.

"Hahaha, it's done, I'm done!" Zuo Jian laughed crazily when he saw the blood elixir was successfully condensed.

Driven by greed and desire, he put the blood pill into his mouth without hesitation.

The moment the blood pill entered his throat, a violent force exploded in his body, as if it was going to tear his body and soul apart.

Zuo Jian's face showed an expression of pain and ecstasy. He felt his cultivation soaring crazily driven by this force, as if he had touched the unreachable peak.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration.

The entire underground space began to shake as if it was about to collapse.

Zhao Hongming felt a moment of astonishment. He looked up and saw Zuo Jian above the blood pool suddenly erupting with an even stronger light, covering the entire underground space.

A powerful pressure emanated from the light curtain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Zhao Hongming clearly felt that the aura on Zuo Jian's body was constantly rising. In just a few breaths, he had broken through from the state of the seventh level of Wudan to the realm of creation, even higher than the state of the first level of creation.

"Hahahaha, I finally achieved great success and became an immortal." Zuo Jian of the Sword Forging Villa said in an extremely excited tone: "I have been waiting for this day for too long."

boom!

Zuo Jian clenched his fists, and a powerful wave of energy burst out and spread around.

It knocked Zhao Hongming's whole body away and hit the wall before he could stop.

If this stone chamber were not made of heavy basalt stones and were indestructible, otherwise such power would be enough to collapse the stone chamber.

Zhao Hongming looked at Zuo Jian, whose aura was completely different from the two of them, and his expression quickly calmed down.

I just feel that these warriors are really pitiful, thinking that they will become immortals just like this.

In the early years, Chen Xuerong compared countless martial arts classics and had already come to the conclusion that there was absolutely no possibility of becoming an immortal in this world.

What is said in various martial arts classics at present, that one can become a mortal immortal after practicing to the extreme, are just the creators of martial arts gilding themselves.

It is the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Skill that he practiced. He once said that if you practice it to the extreme, you will have a glimpse of the hope of immortality.

Now, he has practiced this martial arts to perfection. In fact, it has only increased his life span by seven to eighty years, reaching five hundred years, but that's it.

Perhaps a life span of five hundred years is considered "immortality" for a few warriors who only live a hundred years.

But Zhao Hongming knew that the so-called immortality would never be like this.

If you want to truly live as long as heaven, it is only possible after you ascend to the realm of immortality.

He looked up and looked at Zuo Jian, who had already swallowed the blood pill.

At this time, Zuo Jian not only experienced a surge in cultivation and aura, but his body also experienced an earth-shaking transformation.

The traces of vicissitudes left by time on his face gradually faded, and black hair grew out of his head and hung down on his shoulders.

An indescribable vitality and vitality spurted out from his body.

Zuo Jian confidently stepped from the void, landed on the ground, stood in front of Zhao Hongming, stared at Zhao Hongming and said with a smile: "I heard that you are the best martial artist in the world, and your energy and blood must be strong. You alone It can be worth thousands of people, enough to condense a small blood pill."

"As long as I condense you, the probability of my success in ascending to the immortal world will be much higher. But before that, you can also be used as my whetstone to see how powerful I am after swallowing the blood pill. powerful."

Zhao Hongming saw that Zuo Jian received this inheritance that was unusual. It most likely originated from ancient times or even from the Immortal Heaven, which was completely different from the current martial arts in this world.

In addition to the two martial arts he practiced, the Eight Desolations Eternal Age Kung Fu and the Thunder Destruction Dharmakaya, which were immortal martial arts, the others were more prominent martial arts.

It cannot be compared with it.

But then again, being able to fight against stronger people.

For him, the other party is not just a whetstone.

Zhao Hongming slowly pulled out the god-demon weapon in his hand and said with a smile: "Then I hope Master Zuo won't disappoint me."

Although Zhao Hongming was smiling when he spoke, the gentle atmosphere disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

A strong chilling atmosphere filled the stone chamber.

Zuo Jian's brows furrowed, showing a bit of displeasure.

He felt that Zhao Hongming's words were a bit crazy, which made him very unhappy.

Zuo Jian knew very well that Zhao Hongming was different and had different talents in cultivation.

A martial artist in the creation realm who is in his twenties is already a monster among monsters.

Such a person does have arrogance, but he just doesn't like it.

"Arrogant!" Boom! !

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Jian's body was surrounded by blood, and his figure was like a streak of bloody lightning, instantly passing through the space, and blasting towards Zhao Hongming with a palm filled with violent blood energy.

This palm was extremely fast, and a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in the air.

"Well done!" Zhao Hongming's eyes lit up.

Ever since he broke through to the Creation Realm, he had never met a suitable master who could fight him with flesh and blood.

Zhao Hongming condensed his whole body's true intention, activated his martial arts [Open Heaven], and faced him face to face.

Kaitian martial arts can allow Zhao Hongming to understand the meaning of the sword and bring out the full power of the god-demonic weapon.

Zhao Hongming's god-demon weapon flashed with black light, shot out, and suddenly collided with Zuo Jian.

Bang bang bang!

The two fists collided and then bounced away quickly, and they continued to attack, and they exchanged more than ten moves.

After Zuo Jian swallowed the blood pill, not only did his strength greatly increase, but his reaction speed also increased to a whole new level.

He blasted out with a palm, hitting the dark light of Zhao Hongming's blade.

As a last resort, he hit his armor with a palm, leaving a deep palm mark.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the sword energy and the fist energy collided, and a powerful energy wave erupted.

The entire underground space trembled, and the blood in the blood pool was stirred up into waves several meters high by this force.

When Zhao Hongming saw this, his heart suddenly became happy: "Hahaha, have fun!"

Since he was promoted to the Creation Realm, and with the power of the God-Demon Weapon, it was the first time that he could fight someone so smoothly.

Zuomi can catch his divine and demonic weapons without using vision.

This made him eager to try, intending to use all the power of his body.

"Come again!"

Zhao Hongming held his sword in front of him, the blade was blazing with laser light, black flashing, he was about to strike again, and he was about to strike again.

puff! ! !

But he saw Zuo Jian leaning back, spitting out a large mouthful of dirty blood from the corner of his mouth, and his body was shaking a little.

If he hadn't held on, he would have fallen down.

Zhao Hongming looked stunned: "."

He thought that Zuo Jian's strength had greatly increased after swallowing the blood pill, at least much stronger than him, but he didn't expect that it was still the case.

Zuo Jian's face turned the color of pig liver and he became speechless.

The confidence he had just now was gone.

He gritted his teeth, opened his hands, and then took a deep breath to maximize the true meaning in his body.

As if receiving some kind of induction in the blood pool, streaks of blood light continued to merge into his body.

The power of the blood pill was once again activated in his body, and all injuries disappeared instantly.

Zuo Jian felt the powerful power released by the blood pill in his body, and seemed to have found the feeling of being invincible again.

Zuo saw the blood mist surging all over his body, roared angrily, used his vision, and rushed towards Zhao Hongming again, his palms blasting out like a violent storm.

After more than a dozen moves, Zhao Hongming found that except for some damage to the armor on his chest, there were no other injuries or effects at all.

He also had a rough judgment on Zuo Jian's strength after swallowing the blood pill, and became uninterested, directly activating his true intention.

The vision of mountains and rivers unfolded, including Zuo Jian's formation and blood pool.

Zuo Jian's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Zhao Hongming would switch so quickly.

As soon as he was stunned, he was already in Zhao Hongming's vision of mountains and rivers.

"boom!"

Zhao Hongming in the vision of mountains and rivers is like an immortal warrior.

Without giving Zuo Jian a chance to react, the real thunder gathered together and turned into a sea of ​​thunder, falling towards Zuo Jian.

Every thunder and lightning contains powerful power and explodes with astonishing power.

Zuo Jian struggled to resist in the lightning to no avail.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell from mid-air, and fell heavily to the edge of the blood pool.

He struggled to get up, but Zhao Hongming stepped on his back.

"It turns out that this is what you call strength. It really disappoints me."

Zhao Hongming's eyes fell on him. His eyes were cold, full of murderous intent and determination: "You are such a waste, don't waste my time anymore, I will send you on your way."

"No!" Zuo Jian let out a desperate scream.

His body began to twist and deform, and the energy and blood in his body began to surge crazily, as if he heard a clicking sound.

Zuo Jian's limbs suddenly exploded and turned into clouds of blood mist filling the air, intending to fight to the death.

Zhao Hongming stared at him expressionlessly and slashed at Zuo Jian's head with a sharp knife.

There was just a crisp "click" sound, and Zuo Jian's head was chopped in half by Zhao Hongming. Brains and blood splashed out, dyeing the stone walls around the blood pool red, and slowly flowed into the blood pool.

Zuo Jian's body twitched a few times, and then completely lost his vitality, leaving only a ball of blood mist slowly settling on his body.

Zhao Hongming removed the vision of mountains and rivers and returned to the stone chamber.

At this time, after Zuo Jian died, the underground space fell into a dead silence.

Zhao Hongming looked around and saw that the blood in the blood pool had become dim, as if it had lost all its vitality.

He sheathed the god-demon weapon and walked to the blood pool.

Zhao Hongming stared at the dark red blood pool, suddenly thoughtful.

Just when he absorbed the blood pool into the mountain and river vision, he sensed a small boat made of bronze at the bottom of the blood pool.

This small boat is only the size of a palm, but it exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

Zhao Hongming's heart moved. He stretched out his hand to pick up the boat from the blood pool and held it in his hand.

The bronze boat was heavy to buy and had some ancient runes and patterns carved on it.

Zhao Hongming looked carefully, but found that he did not recognize these runes and patterns.

However, he could feel that this small boat contained a powerful force, and with just a little push, it could explode with astonishing power.

Zhao Hongming secretly guessed that this boat was probably something Zuo Jian had inherited.

With no clue at hand, he decided to put the boat away first and study it slowly when he had time.

Zhao Hongming put the boat into his arms, and after making sure that nothing was left behind, he left the stone room without looking back. (End of chapter)