100,000 Years of Body Refining

boom.

Qin Feng was shocked by the terrifying force, and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood constantly, but with a joyful smile on his face, he quickly sat up cross-legged to stabilize his breath.

The blood in his body was tumbling, as if boiling, Qin Feng clearly felt that his blood intent seemed to have grown a bit stronger, and vaguely seemed to have touched the bottleneck of transformation, as if he could reach the second level of the gods at any time.

And the biggest change was the Xinghai Eucharist, with the bright stars lingering around him, as if he had put a royal robe on him, with extraordinary power.

In the meantime, there seemed to be a violent meaning, that was the power of the Ninth-Rank Xinghai Saint Body.

"Unable to withstand the sound of eight drums, but also successfully transformed, this guy is really crazy enough." Many Xue Xiu looked at Qin Feng and said in their hearts.

If they were replaced by them, they would never dare to blast the blood drums so violently. Not everyone could bear the vain surge, let alone break through.

To temper the body, they pay more attention to gradual progress, otherwise if they can't bear it, they will burst into death.

After a long time, Qin Feng stabilized his realm, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the blood drum in front of him, his blood-red eyes glowing with blood.

Seeing no one beating the drum, he walked out again and came to the blood drum.

"He still beats the drums?"

"Has his blood calmed down?"

"What a lunatic."

Many blood cultivators looked at Qin Feng in shock, as if they were looking at a lunatic.

The eight drums just sounded, even if the flesh is transformed, the blood will inevitably receive a strong impact. If it is unable to digest the tempering intention, continue to beat the drums, and the subsequent momentum will be superimposed, and the blood will not be able to bear it.

In the light of the injury, in the severe case, I am afraid that the blood will be backlashed and become distracted.

Since the blood drum has been erected, there are indeed blood repairers who are eager to beat the drum frantically. In the end, the blood is battered, and there is more than one. Under such circumstances, who dares to beat the drum continuously?

"Boom!"

When the people were shocked, Qin Feng had already blasted out his fists, still being so violent, blasting four fists in a row, causing the skyrocketing momentum to change directly, setting off a terrifying storm of power and impacting his body.

Click.

Sure enough, his blood was boiling, not yet calm, and his body was broken a lot, it seemed unbearable, and he was instantly shaken and broken by the storm of strength.

He even retreated under his feet, groaning in his mouth, and overflowing with blood.

He had a feeling that the four drums were sounded this time, and the momentum he endured was several times more terrifying than before. If so, he still did not give up, and stepped forward, like a violent beast, madly booming. Hit the fifth punch.

boom!

Under the shock of horror, Qin Feng retreated several steps, only to feel that the blood of the gods became restless, as if it could affect his mind and make him even more violent.

The transformed body is obviously more tyrannical than before, but even the sound of five drums is unbearable. Under the cracking sound, accompanied by flesh and blood flying across, it seems that it will burst in the next moment.

In this state, Qin Feng was not eager to continue, and when the drum sound gradually subsided, when it was about to dissipate, he roared and continued to step forward, blasting the sixth punch.

With this fist, Qin Feng's body broke continuously, like firecrackers, the red blood covered the area, and was constantly annihilated in the terrifying storm of power.

But Qin Feng's breath was still there, extremely violent.

The drum sound was still reverberating, and it lasted for a long time. With a bang, Qin Feng continued to move forward, taking advantage of the situation and blasted the seventh punch.

With the seventh drum sound, the majestic and terrifying trend once again changed qualitatively. The devastating force storm swept across Qin Feng frantically, without any suspense, Qin Feng's body was directly blown out and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Pao Xinghui shattered, blood was spit out crazily along his mouth, and the whole person's breath looked incredibly messy, as if he had suffered the most severe damage.

"There is no feeling of transformation?"

Qin Feng didn't take the injury into consideration, and felt the blood and flesh quickly and carefully. The Xinghai Saint Body didn't feel like it was metamorphosing, there was not a trace of it.

The blood just roared, appeared extremely restless, giving him a feeling that it was difficult to calm down, other than that, there was no transformation breakthrough.

This is completely different from what I felt before.

As if the blood drum hadn't struck.

He stared at the blood drum, took a deep breath, and continued towards it.

This time, only the sound of six drums blasted him out, but there was still no feeling of transformation, but his injuries aggravated a lot.

If so, he got up and continued to beat the drums.

The sound of five drums shook the sky, Qin Feng's body flew out, got up, and continued, until he couldn't bear even a drum sound, and he collapsed to the ground completely, unable to move.

The blood stained the ground, and his body was even more red, and his body was full of cracks, accompanied by the scattered meat, and at first glance, it seemed as if his body had been broken and his body exploded and died.

"What a terrible lunatic."

Xue Xiu's expression trembled around him, and there was even a trace of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Qin Feng. This person is definitely a lunatic, so violent and cruel to himself.

Who dares to offend, I am afraid that the storm will retaliate.

Moreover, this person seems to be somewhat capable, and his blood will not be considered weak. He can beat the blood drum several times in succession, until his powerlessness continues, and his body is almost shattered.

But even so, there is no backlash in the blood.

In such a violent state, he can still hold his bloodline, he can be regarded as the first person.

The most important thing is that even if the drum is struck in this way, although the endurance is extremely terrifying, the benefits it brings are also great. The blood quenching intention will reach the extreme, and the physical body will experience the greatest degree of refinement.

The movement here gradually spread. On the Blood Sword Mountain, many people knew that there was a madman who practiced madly at the Blood Drum. Every time he continued to beat the drum until he was unable to continue.

And every time, he was wounded all over, his body was almost broken, his blood was almost broken, and he practiced on the verge of blood reversal.

This is undoubtedly dancing on the tip of a knife, not what a lunatic is.

The name of the lunatic gradually spread, and more and more people noticed him. Every time he beat the drum, it attracted countless people to wait and see. Seeing his violent state, everyone trembled.

Even if he envied his rapid rise to fame, no one dared to trouble him easily, and Qin Feng was happy to practice with peace of mind.

...

Before he knew it, Qin Feng had practiced on the Blood Sword Mountain for half a year. In the past six months, some blood cultivators came to the Blood Sword Mountain. The four disciples also preached, and Qin Feng would listen to him and let him be right. The bloodline has a deeper understanding.

In addition, Qin Feng has been practicing in the area of ​​the blood drum, with no distractions, completely silent in the practice, which is worthy of the name of his lunatic.

Qin Feng couldn't help it. The blood technique he had contact with was limited, and there were almost no ways to temper the blood of the gods, and he couldn't do anything except practice.

Strength is the root of everything.

Without strength, he can't compete with the dead, and can't save the corpse king.

Without strength, even if he knew Chu Yuner's situation, he could do nothing.

Only by practicing hard and making himself strong can he be qualified to choose and decide more things.

After half a year of hard cultivation, Qin Feng's blood and flesh body had a big mutation. His blood intent had transformed as early as three months ago, and his power was comparable to the duality of the gods, and even close to the peak, he could transform again at any time.

The Xinghai Eucharist also improved afterwards. Although it failed to prove the heavenly body, it was also the peak of the Xinghai body, which seemed to be only the last step away from the heavenly body.

At this moment, Qin Feng stood in front of the blood drum again, attracting many eyes.

"It's about to start again, I don't know if I can prove the celestial body this time."

"Although he failed last time, his Xinghai Eucharist has changed faintly, and he will definitely succeed this time."

"Even if you fail, with his crazy energy, sooner or later you can succeed."

Many Xue Xiu stared at Qin Feng, even if they weren't the blood tempering body refiner, they all looked over, wanting to see if Qin Feng could refine the celestial body.