Ling Xian put down his jade pupils and stroked his forehead with his hand, even with his city mansion, his face was full of tangled looks.

It's a real dilemma.

It is difficult to grasp the timing point.

Should we take advantage of the situation to fuse the divine blood of this ancient giant, or should we wait a little longer for the sake of safety?

In this way, time passed bit by bit.

The hesitation on Ling Xian's face gradually turned into a look of determination.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, there will be countless hardships and dangers along the way, and what is needed is a brave and decisive spirit to overcome all difficulties.

If you retreat today, you may be left with demons in your heart, which will lay even greater hidden dangers for your future practice.

The so-called blessing is not a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, isn't it just the fusion of giant divine blood?

Fight!

I thought so in my heart.

Ling Xian was no longer afraid to retreat.

He picked up the jade pupil again and comprehended the steps of fusion.

It's not that hard.

It's even pretty simple.

The most critical point.

It is to be able to bear the pain that comes with merging, and as for the rest, there is no need to go into any details.

The chances of error are slim to none.

Since this was the case, Ling Xian no longer hesitated, rested for a while, adjusted his breathing, and hit the jade bottle in front of him with a magic trick.

With his movements, the jade bottle was wrapped in a blue halo and slowly flew up.

A "bang" sound came to the ear, and the cork opened on its own, and the mouth of the bottle was reversed, and a drop of golden blood flowed down.

This is the blood of the ancient giants.

Even from such a distance, Ling Xian could still feel the amazing spiritual power contained inside.

This was both a temptation for him. It also means great danger.

However, there was no turning back from the bow.

Ling Xian's face was full of solemnity, and his hands flew like butterflies piercing flowers, and with his movements, one after another spells shot out.

Flying in mid-air, entangled, and then a ball of multicolored glass of light appeared in mid-air.

"Hey!"

Accompanied by Ling Xian's loud shout. I saw his right hand raised, three fingers in a row, like the void in front of him.

With its movements.

The golden blood fused with the ball of light, and finally the whole thing was wrapped in a misty halo.

"Broken!"

The weighing was very smooth, which made Ling Xian's heart very happy, and without saying a word, he pointed again, as if he was tapping in front of him.

A crackling sound came to the ears, the surface of the ball of light. Unexpectedly, a series of hideous arcs appeared, and then they spun rapidly.

The brilliance was overflowing, but the size of this ball of light was rapidly shrinking.

It seems to be different from the size of the longan.

In the end, it was the entire Ling Xian's eyebrows that did not enter.

At first, there was nothing unusual, Ling Xian guided the giant divine blood into his dantian purple mansion, and then spread out the ball of light wrapped around it, guiding the powerful power contained in the divine blood.

This process is similar to taking pills, to put it simply. It is to let the medicinal power flow to the limbs and bones. Nourishes bones and strengthens meridians.

It's not hard to say.

But the power contained in the blood of the giant god is too domineering.

Soon, Ling Xian felt that the dantian seemed to be on fire, and then the flame also followed the meridians. The same flowed down to the limbs.

It was a feeling that there was nothing wrong with being in a sea of fire, and the pain of burning in flames could not be described in a few words.

This power was much more domineering than he imagined, and originally Ling Xian wanted to guide it slowly and fuse it little by little. However, when I did this, I found that this process was completely out of my control.

The power was not gentle at all, but suddenly unleashed like madness.

Then in Ling Xian's Eight Veins of the Strange Meridian, he went on a rampage.

Damn it!

Ling Xian's face was full of pain, but he had to endure the meditation, he had to guide this power to appease, otherwise, he would not be able to escape his fall.

As a result of losing control of the power, it is also very possible to go mad at least and explode and die.

At this moment, Ling Xian finally figured out why willpower had a great influence on whether the fusion was successful or not.

Because immortal cultivators with strong willpower, even in the face of unbearable pain for ordinary people, they can still meditate, guide that power, and slowly return to peace and tranquility.

That's what Ling Immortal did at this moment.

However, the test he faced next was far more terrible than he imagined.

The force kept rushing and crashing.

The burning body of the fire was just a pediatric, and soon, the burning sensation of the flame disappeared without a trace, but immediately after, Ling Xian felt hundreds of small knives in his body, constantly stirring.

Ling Chi's feeling was even more difficult to describe in words, and after lasting for a while, Ling Xian felt like he had been thrown into the oil pot again......

All in all, all kinds of suffering.

Ordinary people, I'm afraid they would have collapsed a long time ago, Ling Xian was mentally prepared, and he grinned in pain.

However, although he was a little unbearable, and the sweat on his forehead was as big as tears, he still endured and meditated.

So many winds and waves have come through.

I will never fall here.

Hold on, just hold on a little longer.

Ling Xian kept cheering himself up, but the whole process was extremely long.

For immortal cultivators, a few years of retreat is regarded as idleness, but at this moment, every minute and every second is torment.

In this way, three days passed, and to say an unkind word, Ling Xian himself didn't know how to persevere.

But one way or another, he succeeded.

After three full days of hard work, Lin Xuan had perfectly fused the giant's divine blood, and the pain all over his body finally disappeared at that moment.

Relaxed.

However, Ling Xian fell to the ground with a "bang".

This time of fusion, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are nine deaths and one life, Ling Xian's whole person has also reached the limit, before, it was purely supported by will.

Now, when the danger was finally averted, he fainted naturally.

It was a little inappropriate to say that the dizziness was a little inappropriate, because soon, the sound of snoring reached his ears, and Ling Xian was already asleep.

And this sleep, Ling Xian himself didn't know how long he had been sleeping.

But after waking up, the feeling of discomfort finally disappeared.

On the contrary, I feel refreshed, and I feel that every cell is full of strength.

Strong, Ling Xian felt like he had become very strong!

In terms of physical strength, the ancient giant clan was far superior to the current demon clan, and I am afraid that only the demon clan with the bloodline of heaven and earth spirit beasts, such as Jiaolong and the mountain giant ape, could compare with them, although Ling Xian was only a preliminary fusion, but he also got great benefits.

Every move, there is a powerful force surging, and he used the technique of inner vision, and he got a surprise, I don't know when, he actually advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.

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