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Eight hundred and eighty-fourth chapter blood sea

"I didn't expect that breaking through the quasi-saint would consume so much, almost half of the resources. The most important thing is that after the quasi-saint, the resources for breaking through each small realm are no less than the previous total."

Mosquito Taoist explained dryly.

"After the quasi-saint, is it not less than the total consumption required for each small realm to break through?"

Although he had already made an expectation when he heard this, Fang Qingshan was still dizzy and gasped, and almost vomited blood.

The words of Mosquito Taoist fell into Fang Qingshan's ears, and every word was like blood, and every sentence was concentrating on the heart.

Not to mention the resources consumed by the Mosquito Taoist in the past, only three top innate spiritual treasures can break through to the quasi-saint, from the early stage to the middle stage, and then to the late stage, the peak...

Fang Qingshan didn't even dare to think about it.

In fact, the reason why mosquito Taoist consumes so much is because of the balance of the Tao.

Although I want to make the Eternal Sky Boat, as long as there is enough resources, I can make an ever-changing breakthrough.

But every breakthrough still requires eternal blessings, otherwise, you will not be able to transform at all.

Although eternal blessings are only for a while, the amount of energy from the initiation is no less than what you consume, and the quality is even more inaccessible.

The mosquito Taoist relies solely on himself, so the consumption naturally increased by a factor of several, especially the more it went later.

As for the first time when Fang Qingshan met the mosquito Taoist, he just devoured the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit. He had no time to digest the third-grade golden lotus, so why did his cultivation improve so quickly?

Fang Qingshan can only say that although Mosquito Taoist had low cultivation at that time, his own energy and origin were not very good.

After all, it is a blood sea creature born with the Styx.

Although he did not dare to improve his realm in the sea of ​​blood, he would not cause disturbance and attract the attention of the Styx.

But I carefully devoured the power of the sea of ​​blood and the power of the origin, but I never relaxed.

The purpose is to leave the sea of ​​blood one day, and you can fly in the sky immediately after you leave the sea of ​​blood.

"Damn, damn, damn!!!"

When I arrived in the prehistoric world, my intention to achieve great things suddenly seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water.

"I'm such a hard life!"

After a long time, Fang Qingshan came to his senses and wailed.

I originally thought that with the door of immortality, Mosquito Taoist would make a breakthrough and then help him in turn.

But I didn't expect that the revolution had not been successful yet, and comrades needed to work hard, not only to work hard, but also to work harder.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Fang Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little lucky at this time.

Fortunately, I am here at the beginning of the sky, and even the dragon and phoenix catastrophe have not yet fully exploded.

If we were to the ancient lich, all the saints would be born, and the spiritual treasure, spiritual roots, and the spiritual mountain would basically have become a masterpiece, so there would be no resources for us to collect.

Without massive resources accumulation, Mosquito Taoist wants to make a breakthrough, but he still doesn’t know that he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

If you plan properly now, it may not be impossible to catch up with the birth of a saint.

"What are your plans now?"

Although Fang Qingshan secretly cheered himself up, he still asked weakly.

"hey-hey."

The Taoist Mosquito saw Fang Qingshan’s bitter and revenge and was indespair, so he couldn’t help but laugh dryly, and then said,

"I'm ready to return to the sea of ​​blood!"

Speaking of this, the mosquito Taoist's eyes flashed sharply.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, but it will come late or early.

Because I was born late, I was suppressed by the Styx and was in panic like a dog that was stranded.

Now all this should be turned back and he should take back everything that belongs to him. Let him taste his own taste.

"Return to the sea of ​​blood?"

Fang Qingshan thought about it and nodded. Now is indeed the best way.

The first choice is the most suitable for the mosquito Taoist.

The Styx probably hasn't been born yet at this time.

The innate gods of the River Styx should have been born at the end of the ancient times and in the early days. As soon as they were born, they had the cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

At this time, not to mention the transformation, even if it is transformed, its cultivation level is not as high as that of the mosquito Taoist.

It is even less likely to refine the sea of ​​blood.

In this way, the Mosquito Taoist is very likely to refine the River Styx and become the real Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood.

This not only breaks the knot in the heart, but also provides a large number of resources.

First of all, luck.

The sea of ​​blood is a barren land where birds do not shit.

But he is in the prehistoric world, carrying and digesting all filth and having immeasurable merits.

Why do you say that the sea of ​​blood does not wither and the River Styx does not die? In fact, this is because of this principle.

With the importance of the sea of ​​blood to the prehistoric world, who dares to completely evaporate the sea of ​​blood?

Once that happens, even a saint will not escape.

The Styx completely refines the sea of ​​blood and reborn with blood. As long as there is a slightest bit left, he will never die. Except for the level of power, he is still comparable to a saint.

Moreover, the sea of ​​blood will be the place where the six realms of reincarnation will be in the future.

Using the sea of ​​blood can also create the Shura clan and establish the Shura Sect.

Shura is not only one of the eight Buddhist celestial beings, but also one of the six realms of reincarnation in the underworld.

You can imagine how prosperous the luck is.

If the River Styx had either lost a few chances, it would not be a problem if it became a saint.

Unfortunately, the time is a little bit short of life.

In addition, the Sea of ​​Blood is also a place with many treasures.

The Yuantu Abi Sword of the Styx, the twelve-grade industry fire red lotus, the blood-colored Shura flag, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag of the Mosquito Taoist, the Death Scythe, etc.

Moreover, the origin of the Sea of ​​Blood is also a huge resource.

Mosquito Taoist is now a time when resources are lacking. With them, the road to breakthrough should be much smoother.

In addition, the great catastrophe of dragon and phoenix has not yet broken out, and the battle between Taoist demons has not begun.

Fang Qingshan was also preparing to lurk for a while, and wait until the peak of the disaster, and then go to the troubled waters to catch fish.

Otherwise, if you go to get benefits now, don’t say whether you can succeed.

If the gun is shot, the first bird will be hunted down. At that time, the three tribes will probably join forces to chase and kill themselves before the battle.

Although Fang Qingshan felt that relying on the Eternal Sky Boat, even if the three tribes chased him, he would not be afraid.

But it's in trouble.

Moreover, the three clans are now the protagonists of heaven and earth, and they are enemies of the protagonist. It is time for them to come, and they all work together, but they are lucky enough to be heroes and not free.

After all, his cultivation and ability have not yet reached the point where he can surpass the world.

At that time, I may even capsize in the gutter.

"Since that's the case, let's go!"

As he said that, Mosquito Taoist led the way, and the two rushed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Sea of ​​blood!

Pangu's navel blood collects many chaotic demons' residual blood, carrying the bad luck of the heavens and evil spirits.

The sea of ​​blood is radiant and there are hundreds of millions of miles. There are blood waves rolling inside, fish and shrimps do not prosper, birds and insects do not arrive, and the hostility of heaven and earth gathers here.

Compared to the first toilet in the world of Hunyuan Jindou, the Hunyuan Jindou, it is even more filthy.

Daluo Jinxian is unwilling to come here at any time.

And now, because the sea of ​​blood has not yet arrived, idle people can't find this place at all.

If it weren't for the mosquito Taoist, the old horse knew the way, Fang Qingshan might not have reached the sea of ​​blood.

"Do you want to break the formation?"

Looking at the sea of ​​blood in front of him, which was not much worse than the prehistoric seas, Fang Qingshan asked.
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