Super Martial God

It is domineering and violent, and its pressure is comparable to the magic blood of gods and demons, floating in the air.

Deep inside Lin Mu, there was no reason to feel connected by blood.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to catch the two drops of magic blood.

Change, and so on.

Before Lin Mu could react, two drops of magic blood fell into his palm at an amazing speed.

Then Lin Mu felt his blood, and his blood began to boil.

Those two drops of magic blood are insignificant compared with the total amount of Lin Mu's blood.

But in Lin Mu's perception, those two drops of magic blood are like a vast ocean, and the energy contained in them is boundless.

At this moment, such terrible energy is madly integrated into Lin Mu's blood.

By reason, this process should be extremely painful.

However, Lin Mu didn't feel any discomfort, but was very happy.

What's more amazing is that in this magic blood, there is a monstrous magic meaning.

In this evil idea, Lin Mu absorbed many intermittent memory pictures.

Endless killings, mountains of bones, rivers of blood, and countless barren battlefields

The devil's life is a rebellious life.

The devil's life is a life of fighting.

In the devil's world, it's natural to laugh and scold, and it's natural to be unruly.

The devil's heart is unrestrained and indomitable.

Heaven can not be pressed, the earth can not be restrained, and all gods and Buddhas can scold.

At the end of the memory picture, the sky bled and the earth burst.

Finally, a desolate, ancient and simple, like the golden hand of heaven, fell from the sky and smashed the demon shadow with one palm.

Seeing that the shadow was going to be erased, another slender hand as white as jade appeared and took the shadow away

"Which demon God's blood is it?"

Lin Mu's soul was shocked, "and whose gold hand covered the sky and later jade hand?"

However, this magical power is too incredible and has gone beyond the imagination of Lin Mu.

At present, he is more concerned about his own situation.

After the evil blood entered the body, especially affected by the evil intention, he felt that something took root in his heart.

"Whether God or devil, there are good and bad. I only take what suits my heart."

Somehow, Lin Mu felt that the free and unrestrained will of the devil seemed more suitable for him.

Therefore, he prefers throwing knives to swords or other weapons.

Throwing Knife, without restraint, can play freely.

On the contrary, other weapons should always be controlled by hand, which is too rigid.

At this time, Lin Mu suddenly found that a little black light appeared three inches below the belly button.

His will and thinking are interconnected with this black light spot, as if this black light spot is his distraction.

"Evil thought."

Lin Mu was suddenly surprised.

Isn't this the first level described in the demon God transformation... Demon thought?

He tried many times before to practice magic transformation, but he failed all the time.

Unexpectedly, after inadvertently absorbing two drops of magic blood, he succeeded.

"I understand that in the past, I lacked a kind of devil's will, so I couldn't cultivate this devil God change."

"Until I realized the magic meaning in the magic blood, I didn't know what a real devil is."

"Only when you have evil thoughts in your heart can you cultivate evil thoughts."

Gurgle

In an instant, the vigorous energy in the magic blood poured into the black light spot.

Originally, Lin Mu was in a chaotic area three inches below his belly umbilicus and could not store energy.

But under the impact of the terrible energy of this magic blood, it seems that it has been reclaimed and becomes bigger and bigger.

The demon God changes into a realm, and it also improves rapidly.

Early stage, middle stage and late stage of magic thought

In the two drops of magic blood, there was a strong magic power. Suddenly, Lin Mu's demon God changed into a state and improved at an amazing speed.

This black spot is getting brighter and brighter.

Finally, Peng's sound, like a heavenly daughter spreading flowers, exploded.

Looking at the position three inches below the umbilicus, the black light spot is no longer. Instead, it is a black cloud.

At the same time, the three inch position under the umbilicus has also been thoroughly developed.

It is no longer desolate, it seems to have become a kind of military vein with different shape.

"Magic cloud, in a moment, I reached the second level of magic God change, magic cloud change."

"There is also the location where the magic cloud stays. According to the teacher's memory, it seems to be called Dantian."

In Lingwu mainland, the cultivation is the Wu pulse, there is no Dantian.

From Wu Qingyun's memory, he had already known that there was actually an energy storage space similar to Wu pulse in the human body, called Dantian.

However, he tried to perceive, but found that there was chaos and desolation, and he was extremely stubborn. With his true Qi, he couldn't shake it at all.

Unexpectedly, the energy of these two drops of magic blood was so vast that it forcibly broke through the chaotic area and opened up a new world.

"The human body is really a great treasure. The secrets hidden in it are endless, enough for our generation of martial artists to study for a lifetime."

Lin Mu sighed.

This Dantian, which has never been developed in Lingwu continent, is incredible.

There is more energy stored in the elixir field than in the martial vein.

If the Wu vein is compared to a river, the Dantian is a lake.

The martial vein of Lin Mu is still yellow.

Compared with other geniuses, Wu Mai has always been his weakness.

The Wu pulse is poor, and there is less true Qi that can be stored and guided. If not, with his strong foundation, his achievements are far more than they are now.

But now, the only short board has been made up.

With Dantian as the backing, he can store no less energy than any genius in the future.

At the same time, Lin Mu felt his cultivation.

Crazy promotion.

The Qi in the body vibrates violently.

From the Wu pulse to the cells of the flesh body, every particle of true Qi is trembling.

There are also new real Qi particles, which are formed by amazing condensation.

Eighth level peak, broken.

Nine steps, broken.

Ten steps

At this stage, it has stagnated for a long time.

But finally calm, still can not stop the brilliant power of magic blood.

Magic blood energy, vast and mighty, turned into surging Qi.

True Qi is like a surging river, with irresistible impact and impact again.

Bang!

Martial arts division level 11.

True Qi is like water that breaks through the bottleneck, and the breath is free.

Even so, it still hasn't stopped.

From all sides of the body, river like Qi converged towards Dantian, like a river into the sea, and finally set off a tsunami in the sea.

Boom!

It's impossible to resist the impact of the tsunami on the bottleneck of martial arts.

The Wu pulse and Dantian in Lin Mu's body all vibrated.

Finally, everything turned into an immortal spirit and rushed out in his limbs and bones.

Break again!

"Martial arts division level 12."

It's the same as last time. It's a wasteland.

Usually, martial artists and martial teachers have only ten levels.

Last time, Lin Mu understood the spirit, aroused the resonance of the avenue and opened up the 12th level of martial arts.

At the martial arts stage this time, he thought he was satisfied when he reached level 10.

Unexpectedly, under the arrogant impact of this demon blood, he had a martial arts division of level 12.

However, this time, the avenue did not give him the innate spirit of the avenue.

Lin Mu vaguely guessed that maybe it was because he practiced the change of demon God.

Demons, free from any constraints, strengthen themselves by fighting and plundering, and never follow the road.

Avenue, naturally, will not give anything to the devil.

Although the energy of those two drops of magic blood was vast, they also ran out of energy after continuously developing Dantian and Martial Arts Division 12 for Lin Mu.

Kaka, Kaka

Before Lin Mu could feel and improve his accomplishments, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Mu looked up and immediately changed his color in horror.

In front of me, three statues, including the statue of mother Shen Beitang, were asymptomatic and full of cracks.

Similarly, all around the Qingxu hall, there are cracks to make up for, and they continue to spread.

"The Qingxu hall is about to collapse."

Lin Mu quickly got up and ran to collect the purple jade under the statue of his mother Shen Beitang. At the same time, he threw out a black Tianmen drawing.

He only had time to do this. The next moment, he heard a "roar", and the Qingxu hall completely collapsed.