Qin Wentian already knew that the bloodline in his body must be extremely strong, but he also understood that only with the growth of his strength, the power hidden in the bloodline could be opened little by little, and this life accompanied his strength, but it was not necessarily able to be exerted at will. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is like you are cultivating the peerless power of an ancient emperor, such as the hand of the gods, how powerful is the real hand of the gods? Qin Wentian didn't dare to imagine at all, he had obviously cultivated, but the power excavated from it was only a very small part, he did not have enough strength realm to support the complete power of the hand of the gods, just like he did not have enough ability to tap the power of the bloodline now.

The bloodline, like the Hand of God, was there, growing stronger and stronger as he grew, and all he could now wield was a tiny fraction of its power.

The sea of blood is becoming more and more terrifying, it seems that the blood river in the holy land is a little unwilling, and it is engulfed towards the blood light in Qin Wentian's body, as if it has been stimulated by the strongest power of the blood sea, and the blood-colored aura suspended there is still so bright, and a demon god-like phantom appears in it, little by little, it eats away at the power surging in the sea of blood, swallows it up, and merges with the blood in his body, becoming a part of it.

Gradually, the blood light seemed to turn into Qin Wentian's figure, but it was like a demon god figure, with Qin Wentian's appearance, just like the bloodline he could use, this demon god-like figure stood proudly in the sky, the whole world was blood-colored, and there was a roaring blood-colored vortex below, wanting to engulf the whole world, this was originally a world of blood, Qin Wentian didn't know what other people had experienced, but he knew that his experience must be different from others.

But he could faintly feel that this sea of blood itself was transformed by drops of incomparably powerful demon blood.

Truly terrifying powerhouses, every drop of blood, every bone, and even every inch of skin in their bodies contains terrifying power.

The strong immortal kings have turned into rules, and it is conceivable that their blood and bones themselves represent the rules, so what about stronger existences?

In this holy land of the river of blood, perhaps it was a gift for those big demons, thousands of big demon statues can hone and improve their battles, and the river of blood can temper and reshape their bloodline, of course, the premise is that you must be strong enough, otherwise you will be like some strong people, directly swallowed by the river of blood and the bones are gone.

The weak die, the strong get stronger.

Qin Wentian completely forgot the time, more and more people stepped into the blood river, on the side of the blood river, there were many strong people looking at those figures in the blood river, there were already many strong people who were swallowed up and destroyed by the blood river, so that some people and demons who knew their talent weaknesses did not dare to step into the blood river, they stared at those figures who were wrapped in the blood river and released blood-colored brilliance, as well as a big demon who had turned into a huge body.

This river of blood, could it be that the demon's bloodline is more powerful?

Of course, the bloodline of the big demon can become stronger, just like Sendai, even if it has always maintained the fourth-order king Sendai, but with the enhancement of cultivation, Sendai's power will still become stronger, and the bloodline is the same, of course, Sendai can also improve the grade, although the bloodline can also be, but because the bloodline is innate, it is even more difficult to improve the level of the bloodline than Sendai, and it takes great chance.

"Those powerful demons, when they come out of the river of blood, they will inevitably become even more terrifying. Many people secretly said that the Heavenly Dao Sacred Academy, which caused the entire Immortal Realm to shake, really did not disappoint them, but only the people with the strongest talent and the most terrifying will and demons could seize the opportunity.

In the eighteenth year of the Heavenly Dao Holy Courtyard, this holy land was opened, and the Heavenly Dao Holy Courtyard was twenty-one years old, Qin Wentian was still in the river of blood, and the blood-colored world seemed to be one, Qin Wentian He had been trying to control that wisp of really powerful bloodline power, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't do it, that drop of blood was probably a symbolic rule, only when he really incarnated the rule, he could use such an ability accordingly, and now, although this bloodline could once again improve his strength, Qin Wentian thought, if he could take the initiative to seize its power, maybe there would be a greater opportunity。

He tried for a long time, but still failed again and again, because of the blood river, he could clearly perceive the powerful bloodline power, as if it was within reach, but when he stretched out his hand, he often couldn't touch it, this feeling made him very uncomfortable, but he still didn't give up this attempt, if there was no way to borrow that power with the help of the blood river, it was likely that he would not be able to get that power for a long time, when he was strong enough, even if the matching bloodline power became strong, but the improvement was absolutely limited.

Just like the current Demon God Transformation and the Immortal Exterminating Sword, although it can still improve his strength, but the help is not as good as before, and when you get the power that you can't control when you are in the realm, even if that power is dangerous, it can still give you a terrifying improvement.

Such a strong belief made Qin Wentian work hard, even if he had a headache and a faint feeling of collapse of his will, he still tried as always, wanting to unlock the illusory shackles in his bloodline and open its mysteries, even if the role of this shackles was to protect him.

In the twenty-second year of the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy, the blood veins in Qin Wentian's body turned into one, flowing wildly, roaring, the power in the blood river seemed to no longer affect Qin Wentian, but he still did not give up, the terrifying blood shackles seemed to lock Qin Wentian's will, he broke free frantically, on this day, with a broken sound, the power of the blood instantly turned into an uncontrollable blood-colored world, flooding everything, and even rushed into Qin Wentian's mind.

At this moment, Qin Wentian's body seemed to be expanding, the blood river around him was frantically turbulent, and a demon god-like figure appeared, enveloping Qin Wentian's body, he let out a painful howl, which was more painful than the baptism he had experienced before, and the blood power in his body wanted to destroy everything.

This power rushed into Sendai, and the perfect holy product Sendai trembled, being submerged and eroded by the blood light, blooming terrifying immortal power, and endless immortal power gushed out, as if Sendai was about to shatter and explode.

"It's over, I didn't expect him to die here. ”

"I'm going to die, I've persevered for so many years, I thought he would survive it safely, but I didn't expect that he couldn't bear it after all. ”

A low roar came out, several powerhouses of the White Tiger Clan showed a cold light, Qin Wentian struggled and roared in the river of blood, as if he could die at any time, Nanhuang Yunxi in the river of blood seemed to be awakened by Qin Wentian's voice, she had been experiencing the baptism of the river of blood not far from Qin Wentian, seeing Qin Wentian's appearance, she walked towards Qin Wentian's body, but that terrible power made her unable to get close.

Purgatory Ben returned to the shore, as if she had a sense in her heart, her body rushed from the side of a statue, stepped directly into the river of blood, turned into a vermilion bird, and went straight to Qin Wentian.

Vermilion Bird's claws grabbed at Qin Wentian's body, but the terrifying demon shadow directly shook her body out, spitting out almost it, her eyes were anxious, and she rushed out again, but she was knocked away again and again, Nanhuang Yunxi was also anxious, she couldn't get close to Qin Wentian.

Until Qin Wentian's roar gradually died out, he fainted, but his body was not melted by the blood river, Nanhuang Yunxi's figure came to Qin Wentian's body, hugged him and rushed out of the blood river directly, she has also been familiar with the power of the blood river for several years, and the impact is limited, so she can move freely, purgatory followed by her side, and the two of them helped Qin Wentian's body to the side together, and found that at this moment, Qin Wentian's body strength seemed to be exhausted, and he fainted.

"How can this be?" Nanhuang Yunxi looked puzzled.

"It's a big deal. A figure stepped in, terrifying, and his eyes were white, he stared at Qin Wentian's body, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"The rules of this place do not allow fighting. Purgatory turned around, his eyes cold, staring at the white eyes.

White eyes flashed, the Heavenly Dao Sacred Courtyard was mysterious and incomparably strong, as the time he stepped in, the stronger his awe became, he glanced at Purgatory and Nanhuang Yunxi, and sneered: "The two of you will definitely become the female slaves of my White Tiger Clan." ”

"Get out. A strong man of the Fighting Saint Clan stepped over and spit out a voice at his white eyes, his white eyes were filled with evil aura and killing thoughts surging, but he still turned around and left and continued to cultivate.

A few days later, Qin Wentian woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful faces of Nanhuang Yunxi and Purgatory, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

Seeing that Qin Wentian could still laugh, Nanhuang Yunxi said coldly: "What have you done, you can still laugh." ”

"When you open your eyes, you can admire the two beauties, how can you not smile. Qin Wentian joked: "If you don't die, there will be a blessing, I thought that it might be counterattacked, but I didn't expect it to be so strong, it seems that the coexistence of opportunity and crisis is really the truth, but fortunately, I persevered, I am very lucky, my Sendai and my physical body are very good, otherwise this time it is very likely that I will really die in the river of blood, but what I get is also a lot, although it may still be counterattacked, but at least I already know that I will not die." ”

Nanhuang Yunxi glared at this guy fiercely, he was still speaking so easily and calmly at this moment, it seemed that he might do this in the future, it was just fatal.

"Although I don't know what you did, but if you really fall into such a risk, have you ever thought about the people around you?"

"I'm dead, will the Holy Maiden of Yunxi be sad?" Qin Wentian joked when he heard Nanhuang Yunxi's words.

"I won't care if you die, I'm afraid that Princess Qing'er will be sad. Nanhuang Yunxi said coldly, causing Qin Wentian to roll his eyes, and he got up, as if he wanted to move.

"If you don't recover, you're going to die?"

"It's okay, my recovery ability has always been strong, and gazing at the statue only requires the will to fight, in the past, when I fought these holy beasts many times, this time, I should be able to have some chance of winning. Qin Wentian walked to the golden-winged Dapeng with a smile, and then stared at the statue and entered the battlefield of will.

The terrifying golden-winged Dapeng is like the king of the sky, overlooking everything, one person and one demon, fighting together in an instant, now Qin Wentian's bloodline in his body is a little stronger, with a sense of rage, it seems that the attributes of the demon are even more terrifying, in addition, he uses the eight demon magic magic skills are even more handy, infinitely powerful, and the battle with the golden-winged Dapeng has caused the world to be turbulent, and now he can even watch the technique of the golden-winged Dapeng and understand its fighting method, and apply it to himself.

But unfortunately, he still lost in the end, although he was depressed, Qin Wentian was not too disappointed, he knew very well what he got in the blood river, and this battle made him understand more thoroughly.

Moreover, he knew in his heart that once he really used that power, he could easily kill the demon beasts in the same realm, even if it was a golden-winged Dapeng.

In the twenty-third year of the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy, Qin Wentian defeated this golden-winged Dapeng, and the Dapeng Treasure Technique he practiced was like a great attack technique issued by the real Golden-winged Dapeng, with infinite power.

This year, he began to sweep the path of the Holy Beasts, and practiced some of the abilities of these Holy Beasts!

(To be continued.) )