Chapter 3901: misfortune
Chapter 3902
This change made Zhuo Bufan who had a calm mind and couldn't help feeling surprised and shocked.
The ‘vessels’ under the leaves connect the entire blood tree and can continuously absorb the power of qi and blood in the blood.
This change made Zhuo Bufan stunned for a while, and then he roared wildly in his heart. There was no way out of the sky. Unexpectedly, such a change would happen when the third blood sea was cultivated with blood fruits.
The blood fruit is the essence of the blood tree condensed, and he cultivated on the blood tree leaves again, and they had contact with each other.
Facing the majestic and continuous influx of Qi and blood, Zhuo Bufan converged his mind and continued to run the third layer of the Chaos Body Refining Art. The influx of Qi and blood must be stimulated by a corresponding technique, otherwise it would only be absorbed and not refining. , In the end, it will only make the sea of blood burst out of control, and even be destroyed.
As an ordinary person, facing such a huge influx of vitality and blood, he would definitely not be able to digest and even panic.
But for Zhuo Bufan, this is nothing at all, the blood needed for Chaos Body Refining Jue is simply unimaginable.
Four months passed in a blink of an eye.
"The third layer of the Chaos Body Refining Jue has been completed." Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.
He had tried his best to overestimate the blood volume in the blood tree, but in the end he found that what he estimated was only a drop in the ocean. The power of blood in the blood tree was beyond his imagination and forced him to refine the chaos. Body Jue cultivation reached the third level to Consummation.
If you continue to practice, you can only practice the fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Art...
This was originally something to be happy about, and the only thing that made him frown was that he could not actively disconnect from the blood tree, which meant that he could only continue to refine the qi and blood until he couldn't continue to refine it.
"The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Art is ten times higher than the third level... If you can persist until the blood tree runs out of vitality and blood, if you can't persist... the huge vitality cannot be refined and will eventually burst the body. , The soul is destroyed..."
There was a look of worry in Zhuo Bufan's eyes. He was riding a tiger and couldn't leave at all.
This kind of boring practice, the time goes by quickly, Zhuo Bufan must always stare at the changes in the blood sea, and four years have passed in a blink of an eye...
The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Jue has also entered the realm of the small perfection, and it will take up to one or two years to reach the great perfection.
"The fourth layer of the Chaos Body Refining Art is about to reach its peak and perfection, and the blood energy in the blood tree is still flowing continuously and endlessly... If this continues, I will not be able to continue refining, and eventually my blood will burst into my body... "Zuo Bufan frowned.
During this period, he had tried many times to break the connection with the blood tree, but there was no way. Those crystal tube-like tentacles have deeply rooted in and merged into one.
Forcibly breaking open, will also burst the sea of blood, and die.
The only way is to reduce the speed at which the blood flows in, but this is also a way to treat the symptoms and not the root cause. Sooner or later, the fourth layer of the Chaos Body Refining Art will be consummated. At that time, there is no way to continue refining Qi and blood. Resignation.
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Temple of Misty Rain.
The Crimson Guardian walked into the main hall. Since Zhuo Bufan entered the Gods and Demons Ruins, the hall lord Xiao Lin has been in retreat since he returned, giving Crimson most of the rights in the Misty Rain Temple.
"I have seen the lord." Scarlet red bowed on one knee and saluted respectfully.
Xiao Lin was lying halfway on a jade throne, and his charming aura became stronger and stronger, even if he didn't even dare to take a second look.
At the same time, Crimson discovered that Xiao Lin's breath was declining, and her strength was declining seriously, but this was the secret of the Temple of Misty Rain, and she could not leak it out.
Now that Zhuo Bufan is not in the temple, Xiao Lin's strength is declining. If he is known by other temples, it may cause some trouble. After all, now the Misty Rain temple tree attracts the wind, there are two dominating realms, and other temples have been pressed on the soles of their feet.
"Brim, you are already familiar with most of the things in the temple, and I am ready to promote you to the deputy hall master." Xiao Lin said in a soothing tone.
Blush raised her head, revealing a look of puzzlement and surprise, "Hall Master, this..."
"Don’t be surprised. The deputy temple master went to the Demon God Ruins, and I don’t know if I can come back, and my situation is not optimistic... The Temple of Misty Rain is a place to shelter human practitioners. If the Temple of Misty Rain is gone, the life of human practitioners It will be worse, you should know." Xiao Lin said.
"From now on, you are the deputy master of the Temple of Misty Rain, and all the resources in the temple can be used for you to practice and strive to break through the dominance."
"Hall Master, your subordinates will definitely live up to your expectations." Blushing knew that Xiao Lin had decided, so she could only kneel down on her knees and accepted the position of Deputy Palace Master.
Although the news of Zhuo Bufan's entry into the Demon God Ruins was blocked, and Xiao Lin also guarded in the Temple of Misty Rain and declared that he was closed, but there was no impermeable wall under the sky.
I don't know when, Zhuo Bufan entered the Demon God Ruins, ready to find the news of a way to leave the Tianlinghai, spreading like wildfire.
Other temples deliberately provoke conflicts in the ancient battlefield, wounding Fairy Lianfeng, Misty Rain Temple did not make a sound, and Xiao Lin did not appear, making the remaining temples more and more suspicious.
After all, the Temple of Misty Rain belongs to the practitioners of the human race, and now that the Temple of Yanghuo and the Temple of Yin Shao bow their heads, it has already aroused the dissatisfaction of many practitioners of the demon race.
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On the blood tree, in the past two years, Zhuo Bufan frowned closer and closer, the fourth layer of Chaos Body Refining Jue had been completed and he could not continue to refine Qi and blood.
But the blood in the blood tree continued to flow in, endlessly.
"Go on, the sea of blood will never contain so much energy and blood, and will eventually burst and die!" Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, his body seemed to explode, and the unrefined tyrannical blood was severely suppressed by him. With.
But this kind of suppression is also the quenching of thirst by drinking poison. Once it can't be suppressed, the blood energy will burst out and destroy the sea of blood.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's mind flashed through. Since he couldn't cut the connection between the body's transistor and the blood tree, why not go back to the source, find the core source of qi and blood in the blood tree, and find a way to cut it off.
Upon thinking of this, a ray of divine thought instantly penetrated the inner core of the divine tree along the transistor.
The inner core is full of strong blood qi, which makes Zhuo Bufan feel a trace of despair. With such a powerful qi and blood power, he still dreams of being able to completely refine it.
Spiritual thoughts shuttled back and forth, and the blood became thicker and thicker, appearing in an atomized state.
In the dimness, Zhuo Bufan's spirit came to the most turbulent place of the blood tree, and faintly saw a group of squirming red liquid in the void, about the size of a blue thunder eagle.
Zhuo Bufan was shocked to the point that he couldn't reinforce it. The blood energy in this blood was simply unimaginable. In terms of quantity, his sea of blood was like a grain of dust in front of this squirming blood cell.
Not to mention the quality, no matter it is the black ape, the blue thunder eagle, and the three-headed golden phoenix, they cannot be compared, and they are beyond Zhuo Bufan's imagination.
He was thinking, suddenly the blood cell squirmed, generating an irresistible suction force, completely sucking in his spirit.
