Gao Wu Arrives

In the dark room, Lin Feng took out a pure white jade bottle, the inside of which was bright red, as if the sun was rising, full of vigor, and contained surging energy like the ocean.

This is holy blood!

In this jade bottle, there are ten drops of holy blood, and Lin Feng has a total of fifty such jade bottles.

On the other side, Zhen Shanshan also held the jade bottle given by Lin Feng, his heart was up and down, and he couldn't calm down.

Holy blood is hard to see. Generally speaking, even the holy sons of the top holy places will not get a lot. Those most holy ones, who would easily give their blood essence for the use of the younger generation?

"A priceless treasure!" Zhen Shanshan sighed with emotion.

He was very satisfied and excited. He really did the right thing, and he didn't see the wrong person. How long has he been by Lin Feng's side, and he has gained such a big harvest. Is it still good to continue?

"These holy bloods are enough for me to use for at least a year..." Zhen Shanshan calculated.

After all, these holy blood were not brought out by the saints themselves for the cultivation of younger generations. Although they were equally energetic and full of vitality, they were inevitably mixed with their thoughts before death.

If it is not refined carefully, and the soul is invaded by these thoughts, not only will it not benefit, but it may suffer heavy losses.

"Let's start..." Lin Feng was also thinking about it himself.

He didn't waste time, opened the jade bottle and took out a drop of holy blood. The bright red holy blood appeared in the dark room. Although it was only a small drop, it burst into endless blood.

Lin Feng opened his mouth and took a sharp breath, the red holy blood vibrated, trying to escape, but in the end he was directly sucked into his mouth.

"Brother Lin, are you too fierce?"

Zhen Shanshan was taken aback, this is the supreme holy blood, and the murderous intent inside is high, and it is swallowed directly without refining it outside the body. Are you not afraid of stubbornness?

Lin Feng ignored him, sitting cross-legged on the futon and closing his eyes.

"Boom!"

The supreme holy blood, the spirit inside is like a sea, and the killing intent is like a tide. In an instant, there was a muffled sound in Lin Feng's body, like an axe hitting the Nantian Gate.

With a "click", Lin Feng sat cross-legged and remained motionless, but the white jade wall under the futon was cracked, and there were hideous cracks.

Lin Fengru is transformed into a clay sculpture and wood carving, with a solemn appearance.

At this moment, his body glowed, his flesh and blood seemed to be transparent, and the red blood light rushed out, filling the entire dark room.

In his body, there was a roar of thunder and thunder, and the drop of holy blood was fiercely fighting against him, and he was unwilling to be refined.

Even though the Holy Blood is uncontrolled and its master is dead, the murderous intent and instinct mixed with it are still very terrifying.

However, it has no master's control after all, only a little instinct is left, and it is impossible to exert all its energy.

After just an hour, the movement in Lin Feng's body became much smaller. The red glow on his face, the almost transparent scarlet flesh that was reflected, also returned to normal.

The holy blood is being refined, and what it gets is not only sufficient vitality and energy, but also the inner intertwined Dao and principle, which was inscribed and recorded by Lin Feng in the Dao Sutra of Human Sovereign Enlightenment.

For three whole days, Lin Feng was immersed in his practice. When he opened his eyes and let out a sigh of turbid air, he immediately felt refreshed, and his whole body was filled with infinite power.

As if raising a hand and raising a foot, it is enough to open the sky.

Of course he knew it was just an illusion. After the body has been washed, the illusion caused by the improvement of strength.