Once you step into the pool, if you isolate the world. After Wu Shi stepped into the Yang Blood Eye, he truly realized how domineering the bloodline passed down by the ancestors of the Wu family. He built the foundation of the Great Sun Sutra, endured the power of the Yanyang, and his body was very strong, and it was difficult for any iron to penetrate. But within less than ten breaths, the blood in the blood pool continued to pour into his body, and Wu Shi's body began to appear and cracks began to collapse. But every second of the collapse, a trace of blood power emerged from his body and began to repair the damaged body. The body of a person who was practicing for the time being was immortal, but the pain was constantly increasing, just like thousands of blades that were heated by charcoal fire scratched the wound on his body. Each knife would be in the same position, and one knife would be heavier than another.

The pain in the body was understandable that I would not die, but it would be easy to resist. What was uncomfortable was that the bloodline was almost destroyed and irreversible. Wu Shi felt that if this domineering bloodline wandered in his consciousness for a while, he might really become an idiot.

At this moment, I didn't care about the heat and pain in my body, and all my thoughts gathered in the sea of ​​consciousness and began to temper my spiritual consciousness according to the practice of Lu Ji. In my previous life, I also practiced the method of spiritual consciousness. If the cultivation of spiritual consciousness is to create a spirit in my mind that can be manipulated. This spirit can be detected from the body according to my thoughts, or even solidified and killed people. If you want to make it stronger after having spiritual consciousness, you can only have one

Destroy it over and over again, what method you use to destroy it, what kind of abilities will he have after he is reborn. The magic trick to temper his spiritual consciousness is ultimately the way to destroy his spiritual consciousness. This process sounds simple, but it is very difficult to do, just like asking a normal person to sit down but torture himself into a mental illness. If a person does not have external stimulation, it is difficult to even cry, let alone break the mind. Therefore, most self-cultivating spiritual consciousness requires extremely powerful external assistance.

The blood rush that Wu Shi encountered in this life was the best external power of the spiritual consciousness in the universe. With the momentum of blood dying, Wu Shi moved the hoe and hit his sea of ​​consciousness over and over again. His sea of ​​consciousness was originally a dark iron wall, and he could sense the fresh air on the other side of the wall, a trickle of water, a sunshine and sunshine. But at this moment, he was still on this side of the wall, enduring loneliness and pain in the darkness, constantly waving his hoe, one, two, three... and hitting hard at this iron wall.

Finally, the iron wall in the sea of ​​consciousness could no longer withstand the storm here. A gap suddenly appeared in the dark world, and a trace of light shone in from outside. Wu Shi seemed to be a diver who had just poked his head out to breathe for a long time, greedily inhaling a mouthful of air in the air. Then he continued to wave his hoe and hit the iron wall with greater force. Finally, the iron wall collapsed, turned into powder and dust, and turned into nutrients in the sea of ​​consciousness. This familiar feeling was right, Wu Shi knew that his spiritual consciousness had been formed.

However, the bloodline's erosion power has not stopped. However, just after a breath of relief, the severe pain that was tearing apart in his mind came again. Wu Shi hurriedly put away the joy in his heart. There are very few opportunities to temper it with the external power of blood. How could Wu Shi let it go? The full name of the Tao of Killing is the ultimate killing energy condensed by the spiritual consciousness. The initial spiritual consciousness is one pole, ten poles, hundreds of poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, ten poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one poles, one po

Wu Shi endured the pain like this and tempered his spiritual consciousness. The blood water from the blood pool continued to pour in, less and less. The wound healing speed of Wu Shi's body gradually exceeded the speed of being torn apart. The spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness had grown from one stream to ten streams, and the operation was from the heart, but it was not distinguished from each other. Wu Shi knew that he was getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the last drop of blood in the blood pool drilled into Wu Shi's body. The pain in his body and consciousness slowly disappeared. The killing consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness finally stayed at ten strands. His height seemed to have risen a few centimeters higher. There was no trace of fat on his waist and abdomen. His whole body was covered with strong and beautiful muscle lines, and his skin was fair but with the luster of the sun. Wu Shi stretched out his limbs and breathed a sigh of relief. The exhaust gas in his mouth was spit out and dissipated like a red mist. As the limbs trembled, there were many red stiff blood clots falling on the ground. Wu Shi knew that this was the original blood residue that had been replaced. Now he had passed the blood inheritance of the God Emperor and was the real blood inheritor of the Wu family after Zitong.

Blood flowed in the body. For the first time since his rebirth, Wu Shi felt that he could finally exert 120% of his combat power. His original body was a treasure body tempered by the Heavenly God's Art, but his body was mortal blood, just like a rocket using coal as energy. Even if it could take off, it could not exert the true speed of the rocket. Now his body is the blood of the God Emperor, and every drop of blood flows is full of power. Only at this moment can he truly exert the power beyond this treasure body.

Opening his eyes, the world around him became different, clear and slow, a grain of dust on the ground and a swaying grass, I saw so realistically and so close to me. A line of words suddenly appeared in my mind, Purple Saint King's Eyes. It seems that although I do not have the unique skills of the God Emperor, I still open the treasures hidden in my body with my bloodline. These eyes are now even clearer and have no idea what they have. However, the name is so loud that as my cultivation deepens, I will definitely have a desperate situation in the future.

Feeling the changes in his body, Wu Shi looked at his younger brother from Yin Blood Pool. Wu Kang had obviously reached the last moment, and the blood in the blood pool had been absorbed into his body. The only difference is that Wu Kang did not have the original mortal blood residue excreted from his body. He was a real direct child of the Wu family. After receiving the inheritance, his bloodline was more complete.

Finally, Wu Kang opened his eyes, his purple eyes were crystal clear, like a purple star, cold and deep, not like this world, his body was full of purple light, like an immortal or a god.

He is worthy of being the true successor of the Purple Palace God Emperor, and the movements he left behind were much more gorgeous than himself. Wu Shi thought to himself that his younger brother in this life not only lost the natural enemy of Dragon Li, but now he has reached a higher level than his previous life and has received two bloodline initiations. In the previous life, his younger brother's path to seeking Tao was only cut off by a true immortal. In this life, it seems that he is destined to be able to return to the God Emperor and even gain a glimpse of the Supreme.

As if he was familiar with the strength of his body, he saw that his brother was already waiting for him. Wu Kang smiled and jumped out of the bleeding pool and came to Wu Shi. Although the two brothers had no gods to let go, their equally purple eyes were as hot as the sun, and the other was as cold as the black ice.

"Xiao Shi, after this bloodline inheritance, I have a lot of things in my mind and many special abilities. At this moment, I can really be regarded as the successor of my ancestor Purple Mansion." Wu Kang said excitedly.

"I also feel that you are different. It seems that even the purple pupil has advanced. When you turn it on, I can no longer see through you," Wu Shi said.

Wu Kang smiled and said, "This is the privilege of our Zi Tong clan Wang Tong. The purer the bloodline, the higher the chance of Wang Tong appearing. Wang Tong cannot peek at each other. My, like the Zi Mansion God Emperor, is the Zi God Emperor Pupil, and is called the Emperor Double Pupil together with your Zi Saint King Pupil. It is said that the purple blood moon pupils, purple heavenly secret pupils and so on appeared in the Zi Mansion's ancestors, all have mysterious powers, and these need users to slowly discover them. In short, according to my inheritance, what our ancestors of the Wu family left us, are some amazing good things."

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