Although he failed once, ye Ziheng adjusted his state and started the second experiment.

After the first experience, the speed of Ye Ziheng in the second experiment was obviously accelerated, and the success rate was also greatly improved. However, it still failed. When the ghost of the earth 9W began to inject the xuepo, the xuepo was shattered, and ye Ziheng was hurt and vomited a mouthful of blood.

But fortunately, ye Ziheng's body is still relatively strong, even though he was injured by two shocks, there is no big obstacle.

"Try it. You should be able to succeed in five times if you don't have an accident."

The devil's voice came, ye Ziheng nodded, but he didn't hesitate. He began to practice with his mind moving.

The soul of the dead in a condensation, and then gathered in his blood, this time compared with the previous two times has a great improvement, and successfully integrated the complete 10W way of the dead into the blood glass.

However, at the last moment, at the moment when xuepo was coagulated into a blood soul, a strong sense of vibration came out of the xuepo. Ye Ziheng wanted to control him, but he didn't expect that the shaking power was so strong. It was like a hundred thousand dead souls rising against ye Ziheng. Ye Heng could not even make preparations, so he was defeated directly, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed directly from his mouth Come out.

Ye Ziheng covers his chest. It feels terrible. It's like a startled horse suddenly raises its hoof and kicks it fiercely towards your chest. It feels that all the internal organs are kicked out of shape.

"It's not a light injury this time, but it's almost the same. Take a good rest for a few minutes. If there's no accident, you can break through the bloody soul next time."

Ye Ziheng nodded, took out a pill and swallowed it immediately. It took him a few minutes to recover his physical strength. Then he took a long breath, closed his eyes gently, and gathered the souls of the dead again.

One by one, the souls of the dead were merged into the blood glass. Until the last moment, all the dead souls were finally contained in this small, finger sized blood cup.

"Hum ~"

there was a sound from xuepo. He trembled, and cracks began to appear. Ye Ziheng's face showed a trace of difficulty.

But with the strengthening of the tremor, the crack began to become bigger and bigger, and ye Ziheng's face also became more and more pale.

Then, "boom!" With a loud noise of, the blood cup exploded again.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's face showed a mixture of tiredness and chagrin.

But at this time, a burst of red light came out of the original place where the blood Po exploded. Ye Ziheng didn't even have time to see what it was. A puff of smoke suddenly penetrated into ye Ziheng's seven orifices on his face. Then, ye Ziheng's sense of smell left only a burst of bloody smell.

But it was not over. After the blood mist got into ye Ziheng's body, it didn't seem to stop quietly and hibernate in ye Ziheng's body. Instead, it was like a lively child who came to a strange place and began to jump up and down in ye Ziheng's body and transmit a trace of force to every part of Ye Ziheng's body.

Before long, ye Ziheng felt that his body, which was covered with black and blue, began to get better and stronger.

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