There is only one line of blood in the natal beast and it is gradually separated.

At first, only a very small slight separated, but it turned into a little blood spot, spreading towards Shi Feng's five fingers of his right hand. Most of the remaining ones were still entrenched in the palm of his hand. Even so, the beast blood was turning gently, causing the position of the palm of his hand to be crushed, and then it felt sufficient, and it was not once, but continued.

This pain is already unbearable.

After that trace of blood flowed through five fingers, Shi Feng truly knew what pain was.

Ten fingers connect the heart.

Now the five fingers seemed to be chopped up by a knife bit by bit, and then the Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron refining a very small part of the trace of beast blood and reorganizing it.

This kind of pain cannot be described, but the most painful thing comes from the psychological level.

Because the process of refining and rebirth is so slow that you can't help but pull out the long knife and cut off your arm. As for the thumb and little tail finger, it took nearly three minutes.

This pain is comparable to a year's endurance in one second.

Only then did Shi Feng realize that the most painful thing about refining beasts cannot be considered physical, but psychologically unbearable. It is estimated that if someone else had just a finger, a person would be able to collapse.

"roar!"

When the quenching of the thumb and little tail fingers was over, a beast roar came out.

That seemed to be a regretful beast roar for the complete disappearance of the essence and blood of the natal world and the refining.

Thirty-six beast roars, and then the first one.

Not long after, Shi Feng fell into a semi-coma, his consciousness was a little blurred, but faces kept flashing in his heart, which was his family.

"I want to stick with it!"

"The Shi family needs me, I can't die!"

"Grandpa, uncle, third brother and others are still waiting for me to go back, I can't give up!"

"There is still no worries..."

Shi Feng's confused consciousness suddenly became much clearer, and he also found that the refining of the finger had ended. With a shock in his spirit, the refining speed increased significantly.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

The beast roars kept ringing, which made Shi Feng feel a little excited.

When the eighteenth beast roar passed and the palm was refined, the blood of the natal beast decreased by nearly one-third and began to spread to the wrists and arms.

The continuous pain made Shi Feng's consciousness confused again.

"It's halfway through, hold on, it's about to end." The voice of the Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron came.

Shi Feng did not respond.

He heard it, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

The heart-wrenching feeling made his face distorted. He was still thinking about life in his heart, but the severe pain kept polishing his tolerance.

At this moment, Shi Feng was like a small boat in the sea where the storm came.

The wind is strong, the rain is heavy, and the waves are heavy.

Everything can be overturned and buried at the bottom of the sea.

He was swaying with the wind and rain, but it made him desperate that the shore ahead seemed to be still 108,000 miles away from him, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not dodge.

Gradually, he became a little discouraged and wanted to give up.

"Shi Feng, if you want the Shi family to perish, you can go to bed."

"If you want your grandfather who loves you and you are killed, you give up."

"If you want Ning Wuyou to be snatched away by Zhou Yang, you don't have to persevere."

The rushing shouts of the Eight Desolate Refining Cauldron sounded.

Each sentence was like a steel needle piercing into Shi Feng's heart, gradually awakening his vague consciousness.

"roar!"

At this time, another beast roar came.

"Thirty-third tone!"

The roar of the Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron began to sound.

Shi Feng's spirit was shocked and it was about to end, only thirty-six sounds in total.

"roar!"

Soon another sound came.

"Thirty-second sound!"

The Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron almost sat up with qi. Even though he was so painful that he was about to faint, he was still so angry that he didn't know where he was, and cursed: "How did you count your stinky butcher cauldron? The more you count, the more you count it."

"Don't you want to stimulate you?"

"Go to die...ah! It hurts so much!"

"Don't worry, it's already twenty-eight."

"Fuck!"

Shi Feng was so angry that he was pissed to death by the Eight Desolate Divine Refining Cauldron.

The rage made his pain obviously weaker, and the speed of his natal essence and blood refining beasts was much faster. The "roar roar" beast roar sounded seven times in an instant.

"It's finally thirty-three." After saying the Eight Desolate Divine Refining Cauldron, he did not forget to add, "This time it's true."

Shi Feng opened his mouth to curse, but he felt dark before his eyes and fainted for the first time.

roar!

The thirty-fourth beast roar came.

Shi Feng, who was unconscious, was immediately awakened by pain. At this time, he felt the pain came from near his elbow.

The forearm has been refined, and the pain has been significantly reduced than before. The consciousness has become clearer. From the corner of my eyes, I can see a blood-colored halo near my right arm elbow, which is the last force transformed by my natal essence and blood. It moves slowly, constantly shattering and rebirth.

Crushing is a complete transformation and destruction.

Rebirth is a new beginning.

This made Shi Feng feel the huge changes that might bring after the pain shattered, and the rebirth of his heart was full of expectations.

After the process of shattering and rebirth passed through the elbow, the thirty-fifth beast roar came.

"Only the last sound is left!" The Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron roared.

Shi Feng clenched his right fist and felt a terrifying Nine Heavens Fire Beast hidden inside his fist.

roar!

The thirty-sixth beast roar came.

The pain disappeared without a trace after a flash, as if it had never been there before.

Shi Feng, who was tense, felt the darkness in front of him and fainted again.

The golden flame flew out of his heart and returned to the three-legged crow pattern on the outer wall of the divine tripod. The divine tripod stopped rotating, and the patterns on the inner wall flashed, releasing a trace of light, covering Shi Feng's whole body, and quickly doing the aftermath for him.

When Shi Feng woke up again, the Eight Desolate Divine Refining Cauldron had shrunk to a height of one meter.

"You succeeded!" The voices of the Eight Desolate Divine Refining Cauldron were all weak and consumed a lot.

Shi Feng turned over and sat up, and immediately found a halo flashing with his right arm, which seemed to contain infinite power. "The blood of the Nine Heavens True Fire Beast is so terrible, and I almost persisted."

"If you can survive, you can bear any pain in the future." said the Eight Desolate Refining Divine Cauldron, "Now, practice immediately, and the residue left in the blood of the natal beast can completely make you break through. Practice faster and longer, it may dissipate on its own and waste it."

Shi Feng immediately sat upright.

If you look inward, you can see that there are small blood-colored particles floating in your right arm, which should be the blood residue of the beast.

The blood of the natal beast is the source of power for the cultivation of demon beasts.

The cultivation of monsters is naturally also through the absorption of the essence of heaven and earth, so their natal beast blood is the most essential power, especially at what level the Nine Heavens True Fire Beasts are. After being tempered, the remaining residue is very attractive to the Martial Saint.

Shi Feng urged Lingyuan to rush into his right arm, and immediately swept the blood residue into his dantian, and then tempered it at full speed.

Blood slag is also the essence of the essence of heaven and earth. If it is the normal innate essence and blood, it cannot be used to transform into spiritual essence. However, this is completely possible. It has been destroyed at all, and only the source of power is left.

"Smack it..."

All were destroyed and transformed into spiritual essence.

The spiritual essence gathered in the dantian rioted violently.

boom!

Thunder sounded.

Shi Feng was shocked, and spiritual energy flowed all over his body. A sense of full power made a faint smile appear on his face, "I finally broke through, an eighth-grade warrior!"

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