Chapter 1678: Bloodline metamorphosis

Chapter One Six Seven Eight

"Stop it!" Seeing Xiao Fan's movements, the previous generation of Palace Master Asura suddenly shouted, his eyes almost staring out.

Unfortunately, at the moment his voice sounded, Xiao Fan had already swallowed all the golden blood in the jade bottle, and the look of gobbled it down, as if the contents in the bottle were rare in the world.

Hall Master Asura Can Nian scolded secretly, you said to give it a try, is this a try?

You swallowed a bottle of King Shura's essence and blood in one bite?

You know, at the beginning, even three drops, it almost killed me, a bottle of blood, you swallow it in one mouthful, even if you are a god, you will probably explode!

"Hiccup~" Xiao Fan burped, and the endless fire all over his body surging out in vain, instantly flooding the entire room, with great momentum, as if to break through the barriers of the surrounding soul lines.

At the same time, Xiao Fan's blood boiled completely, and his whole person seemed to be burned by the sun. The scorching temperature was simply not something he could resist.

And more than that, in his meridians, a majestic force to the extreme surging towards his meridians, like a river bursting a bank, impacting the surrounding meridians.

Xiao Fan's face showed pain, and the whole person seemed to explode, and the strength was still increasing, and his abdomen was hot.

"Quickly, run endless battle technique!" The previous generation of Asura Palace Master Can Nian yelled, and he was also shocked by Xiao Fan's scene, as was the same for him back then.

Fortunately, the essence and blood he swallowed was only three drops. Even if that power was finally refined, he was equivalent to going around the ghost gate. Later, he dared not try again.

Now, Xiao Fan swallowed the whole piece of essence and blood, saying that the God of War realm was the realm of Heaven, and it might not be able to bear it.

Without yelling from the Asura Hall Master Can Nian, Xiao Fan himself hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, and the endless war technique in the meridians quickly circulated to guide the power of Asura's essence.

At this time, he felt that his soul was in pain as if being pricked by a needle, and a mysterious power escaped from his blood and penetrated into his soul.

Xiao Fan could easily feel that his soul was becoming stronger at a terrifying speed.

It was originally the soul of the Seven Change God of War, but now it has surpassed the Eight Change God of War and went straight to the Nine Change God of War.

If this continues, even if the soul strength breaks through the God of War Consummation, there is great hope, but this is not what Xiao Fan wants, because only if the foundation is solid, can he go further.

Of course, what he worries most now is not how strong the soul can become, but how to dissolve that power.

In an instant, Xiao Fan's soul was divided into eight points in an instant, plus the soul body, Jiufen soul absorbed that power at the same time, but it was still far from enough.

His body surface has cracked open, a trace of blood has escaped, and the black robe has penetrated. The whole body is agitated by supernatural power and is extremely domineering.

Upon seeing this, the previous generation of Asura Palace Master was also worried to the extreme, the energy contained in a bottle of essence and blood, not to mention a Six Change God of War, even the Consummation of the God of War, can also burst.

Xiao Fan's body had already begun to tremble violently, and the domineering energy fluctuations broke through many of Xiao Fan's meridians, and his whole person seemed to be out of control.

"God Killing!" Xiao Fan roared, it is impossible for him to swallow this energy alone, he must use other things.

God-killing is the best helper, as long as it is divine, it can be swallowed by God-killing, and the divinity contained in the blood of King Shura is not ordinary rich.

Without Xiao Fan's control, the Killing Beast began to absorb the majestic energy.

Not only that, but Soul Eater also began to devour him. He had advanced through energy. The energy contained in King Shura's essence and blood was the best tonic for it.

However, there is still some insufficiency. If Xiao Fan's energy storage space is equivalent to a basin, then the energy contained in the blood of King Shura is like a pond.

Even if they add up, they still can't hold this majestic energy.

Xiao Fan felt that his scalp was about to explode, thinking quickly in his mind, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

"By the way, I still have white stones, and Xiaotiandi!" Xiao Fan quickly opened the entrance of Xiaotiandi, and that pure energy suddenly surged towards Xiaotiandi like a flood bursting a bank.

There was a rumbling in the small world, and the whole world was trembling. One can imagine the violent energy of this energy.

In addition, the white stone also appeared in the divine palace, gleaming with a faint light, to Xiao Fan's surprise, the white stone swallowed energy the fastest.

With the influx of pure energy, the white stone became crystal clear, just like a gem, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark temple.

Xiao Fan's heart was extremely uneasy, even if he broke through to the God of War Realm, he could no longer see the white stone.

The speed at which the white stone absorbs energy alone is far from being comparable to that of God Killing and Soul Eater.

"If you insist on letting something bear the tribulation, I don't know if the white stone is feasible?" Xiao Fan's eyes were bright and he thought to himself.

He quickly calmed his mind, now is not the time to consider these things, but how to dissolve the energy of King Asura's blood.

Feeling the changes in the bloodline, Xiao Fan was astonished. He saw a peculiar energy surge in the bloodline, and the original red blood slowly turned into blood gold.

At first, the golden blood could barely suppress the blood, but in the end, the two forces were in a strange balance.

"Should it be golden?" Xiao Fan wondered, but soon he thought of something: "Yes, I still have the blood of Shenlong, and the blood of Shenlong is not weaker than that of Tian Xiuluo!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan had the urge to vomit blood. He had known that he should not be so impulsive. Even if he did not refine the essence of King Shura, he might not be able to suppress Ye Jiuyou.

In this way, he didn't need to endure the pain of this violent energy. If he changed to another person, it would have been bursting long ago.

But now the matter is over, regretting has no meaning.

Fortunately, the essence and blood of King Asura in his body had slowly stabilized. Although he was still destroying his body, it was already within his tolerance.

What Xiao Fan didn't know was that if it weren't for the blood of the dragon to suppress the blood of Shura, even if he tried his best, he would not be able to resist the explosion of the power of the king of Shura.

"It's not an ordinary pain!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and insisted firmly. He could clearly feel that his Asura bloodline was undergoing a certain transformation.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan put an empty mind, and if he didn't use this power, he would be too sorry for himself.

As Xiao Fan entered the state of concentration, the previous generation of Asura Palace Master's Can Nian was extremely restless, looking at Xiao Fan as if looking at a monster.

"Even if you can bear it?" Asura Palace Master Can Nian looked at Xiao Fan in disbelief, with a bitter look on his face: "Humans are really maddening than humans, perhaps, there is hope in the War Soul Continent."

When he said the last sentence, the Lord Shura showed a gratified smile on his face, raised his head and looked towards the sky, as if he had seen through all obstacles, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and said, "Ye Jiuyou, before the end, whoever wins and who loses? Unknown."

As soon as the voice fell, the remnant thoughts of the Lord Shura slowly turned into a shower of light and disappeared in the room.

Only Xiao Fan was sitting in the same place, like an old monk entering concentration, a certain kind of transformation was slowly taking place in him.