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The effects of these two blood pills are the same, they are both directly tempering the soul. It can be said that they are completely crystallized by the demons using the soul to warm up, without the slightest impurity. Level, its effect is also ten times or even a hundred times more than the elixir.

The blood pill melted in the body, and a large cloud of blood mist emerged from it, directly attacking the world of the primordial spirit, transforming into a ferocious monster.

"It should be the soul blood pill conceived by Demon General Shura. Its quality is much better than that given by the former deputy sect master Xiao Yanwang!" Yuan Futu could tell from the demonic aura that was transformed.

This monster is like a barren iron ox, its whole body looks like poured steel, its eyes glow with faint green light, and the sharp horns on its head are like two sharp knives piercing the sky, it is invincible.

It is very big, appearing above the entire Yuanshen Sea, making roaring sounds.

If you can't subdue it, you will suffer from the backlash of the blood pill, which will lead to the damage of the primordial spirit and the shattering of the soul. The consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, the degree of danger in refining the blood pill is very high. Few try.

"It's just a brand of spirit and soul. If you want to make a mistake, break it for me!"

Yuan Futu had no scruples, and mobilized the lake of soul, and the dharma image of the Supreme Immortal suddenly appeared on the Yuanshen world, as if the supreme power guarding the universe, twirling the seal with his hands, motionless like a mountain.

Seeing this, the Manghuang Iron Bull sprinted forward, the speed was extremely fast, drawing a bright brilliance, and it was in front of him in an instant.

"The Seal of Lifelessness!"

The Tiangang handprint erupted, and the Taishang Xianzun slowly pushed out his palm, and suddenly the void trembled, with a sign of wanting to be broken. A raging flame burned on the handprint, burning everything, and collided with the wild iron bull, sending out Loud noise.

The impact of Manghuang Iron Bull was extremely strong, its two horns pierced directly into the handprints, wrenched vigorously, and at the same time, its whole body was wrapped in flames.

"Sure enough, as long as I refine it, my soul power will definitely increase!" The stronger the backlash of this blood pill, the higher the quality, the greater the benefit.

Immediately, the lake of spirits and souls boiled, and the giant palm of the Supreme Immortal was like a mountain. With five fingers hooked, he actually held the wild iron bull in his hand and crushed it with force. Endless flames flowed out from between his fingers. .

After a stalemate for a while, Tieniu finally couldn't resist this divine power, and exploded into a large cloud of blood mist, then condensed into a pill again, and fell into the lake of spirit and soul.

Yuan Futu felt a large amount of divine and soul power emerge from the blood pill, the scope of the lake expanded again, and the water surface also boiled.

It took Yuan Futu half a year to refine this blood pill, and the strengthening of the elixir in the middle made the foundation more stable.

Half a year later, he swallowed another blood pill again. The strength of this blood pill was almost the same as that of Manghuang Tie Niu. force.

However, the shape of the soul lake has also gradually changed, especially in the later stage of the refining of the second blood pill, it is like a tumbling river surrounding the Yuanshen Sea, and an extremely huge power of the soul is accumulated in it.

Yuan Futu can clearly feel that the realm has finally been improved, and the soul has been condensed out of Jianghe, which means that he has reached the upper rank of Gangxian.

Although his strength has improved, he didn't feel too excited about it. After all, he was still far behind Haoyan.

It's just a pity that things like blood pills are too rare, and not all monsters can be warmed up. This is a manifestation of talent, and the probability may be one in a thousand.

For the current Yuan Futu, the soul has reached the upper level Gangxian, which is already the limit. It is difficult to improve if he cannot get the treasures of heaven and earth, but his cultivation has just begun. You must know here There are also a total of [-] soul-suppressing coffins, which contain tens of thousands of evil spirits.

However, he was not in a hurry to cultivate the "Blood Demon Demon", in comparison, the seal of the Dao Bone Emperor Swallowing the Sky is even more important.

Yuan Futu walked to the gate of Huangshi, and visualized this divine pattern in his mind. After countless times of tempering before, there was no big problem in visualization, and the divine soul had made a breakthrough again, which can be said to be easy to come by.

He sat on the ground, unfolded the illustrated book of divine patterns in front of him, and at the same time held the ink knife, and began to draw according to the pattern in his imagination. The boundary force under his control and the divine patterns in his mind were inexplicably turbulent, causing the illustrated book to be damaged all of a sudden.

Yuan Futu frowned deeply. This was the first time it engraved a medium-level divine pattern, and it was much more difficult than expected. Fortunately, there are still many divine pattern illustrations, so there is no need to worry about it.

Repeated failures mean that one is stepping towards success step by step. In the process of portraying, Yuan Futu also gradually sensed the mystery of this high-level divine pattern, that kind of power that devours heaven and earth, which is unimaginable. How did the creator of Dao Shenwen comprehend it from the world pattern.

Hundreds of engraved lines of the god pattern are extremely mysterious, and there can be no deviation even in the slightest. In visualization, although Yuan Futu is supported by the river of spirit and soul, its consumption is quite astonishing. There are more and more illustrated books, and his soul is gradually exhausted, so he can only come to an end temporarily and use "Naurent Soul Divine Breath" to recover.

After repeating this, another three years passed.

Beside Yuan Futu, there are scattered damaged illustrated books, but the number of engraved lines of divine patterns on them is constantly increasing, and some of them have even begun to take shape.

At this moment, he was engrossed in the sculpting, and Xingyunliu's method of engraving the knife was almost ineffective on the high-level divine pattern. He had to make every engraving line extremely perfect.

Right now, the shape of this white bone skeleton has been outlined, like a god, but it is still bleak, and it is difficult to feel the slightest power from it.

"A little bit!"

Yuan Futu had almost reached his limit, his whole body was trembling, the river of soul was on the verge of drying up, and his boundary power was almost exhausted, but the hand holding the ink knife was still stable, feeling the coolness seeping out from inside. , the blade rotated, drawing the last engraved line.

call!

Breathing out a deep breath, the tense nerves finally relaxed. Yuan Futu passed out for a while before waking up, and then impatiently took out a small bottle of the blood of the Nine Rank Demon King from the storage ring, and dripped it on the On the illustrated book.