Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

Chapter 1670

Although he got a way to leave, Li Su did not act immediately in a hurry.

Instead, he rushed directly in a certain direction. According to Elder Jin's memory, there should be a pit about 800 miles away, where the body of the demon saint Fei Lian is.

He was injured by Tian Wu, one of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, and the other party hated him very much.

One is that the two of them are in conflict with each other, and they are in the same line of work.

The other is that the other party constantly harassed Weng Zi, the Witch Ancestor of Lightning, who was his best friend. They grew up together since childhood, and Meng was inseparable from him. He was severely injured by him.

In such a battlefield, once severely injured, it is no different from death.

Tian Wu naturally hated the other party very much. He chased him madly from heaven to earth, and finally blew up half of Fei Lian's body. The broken body fell there.

Li Su quickly found the place where Fei Lian was severely injured in Elder Jin's memory. There was a huge tiankeng there, which was cut by Tian Wu with the wind. It was very huge.

As soon as he arrived, Li Su's innate texture reacted. At this moment, he was operating Fei Lian's texture.

He immediately fell down, and then spread his own texture light, constantly contacting the entire tiankeng.

The main reason was that Fei Lian's body was a little scattered. After being interrupted by Tian Wu's wind, it was even more lingchi, and turned into countless pieces. With the huge wind, it formed the current tiankeng.

In other words, the entire pit was full of it.

It took Li Su several minutes to run back and forth before he activated Fei Lian's body and absorbed it into his innate texture.

The texture of the second demon saint.

For a while, Li Su's body couldn't help but vibrate violently, and his blood was boiling wildly.

You know, the concentration of his blood had already exceeded 70% before. It is conceivable how powerful the blood of the demon saint is. Almost at once, the concentration of his blood pushed over the demon king stage and kept approaching the demon saint level.

Seventy-seven percent, eighty-three percent, ninety percent.

Until 95%, the frenzy gradually stopped. Li Su was sweating and his eyes were burning.

His innate texture was more and more amazing. The interweaving of the demon patterns of the two demon saint levels made the innate texture more condensed and profound. With the improvement of his own blood, it also nourished some key nodes of the innate texture itself.

Although Li Su had unparalleled comprehension, the person he possessed had too poor bones and could not adapt to his innate texture at all.

The reason why he could bring out his performance was that Li Su was the founder of this set of exercises and had a thorough understanding of the logical system of the whole set of exercises. Otherwise, he would not be able to exert much power due to the limitation of his body.

Now, as the blood level gradually catches up, it naturally begins to feed back, especially for the part of the texture that only big demons, demon kings, and demon saints have, which gives it a foundation for landing.

Without waiting for the blood to completely calm down, Li Su galloped non-stop in another direction. This road was not a straight line, but began to twist and turn. Sometimes it would even deviate from a huge bend and then turn back.

The goal was still the flesh and blood of the demon saint.

But it was not just the demon saint. Along the way, Li Su did not let go of any of the so-called demon flesh and blood that he mastered, and dug them out from Elder Jin's memory.

Of course, not all!

There are more than 700 kinds of demon patterns, and it is likely that only more than 500 or even less can be collected in the end.

Even so, Li Su was very satisfied.

After all, he has only merged more than 200 at this time, and the remaining 300, plus the flesh and blood of Lu Wu and Bai Ze, he should not only be able to break through the demon saint level, but even move forward a distance.

Although this distance will be very short.

For example, now, after more than 90%, the middle demon principle has no effect. Only big demons, and there must be enough corpses, can feel the improvement.

When it comes to the level above the Demon Saint, it is estimated that only the Demon King-level Demon Pattern can be improved a little, and it is only in the early stage. In the later stage, even the Demon King may not have much effect. Of course, Li Su is estimated not to reach the later stage. Although there are many types of Demon Kings on this battlefield, one problem is that he does not have many Demon King principles, only a few dozen in total.

Li Su quickly moved in a certain direction. Although he always stopped and took a detour along the way, he still pushed the blood concentration to 99.99% when he arrived at the third Demon Saint's body.

Hmm!

Can't push it anymore!

Even though the innate texture has sensed the breath of the Demon Saint, Li Su stopped in the distance and watched quietly, instead of going forward at the first time.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't.

Bloodline improvement is not like cultivation improvement. Even if it is a good change, it cannot be too drastic, especially when crossing a large class. For cultivation, although there is a risk of instability, it can still go up. The impact caused in the future will be different. If the improvement is fast, it is easy to develop in a bad direction. If it is not good, it can disintegrate a person on the spot.

Therefore, Li Su can only stand there and wait.

Let the bloodline calm down completely, or wait for it to spontaneously break through this layer before accepting the body of the demon saint.

This wait lasted a whole day.

Fortunately, Li Su's innate texture is strong enough, and its height far exceeds the upper limit of bloodline. It is entangled with more than 300 various demon race textures. It is no problem to say that it is a demon saint-level texture.

Therefore, even if the action of improving bloodline, which should be completed in years, hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years, was adapted and stabilized by him in a very short time.

Sure enough, it was not that simple!

When it stopped, it had reached 99.99%.

But when everything was completely stable, it regressed and fell directly to 99%. This filling point was much more difficult than expected.

Although there was a sense of déjà vu when playing Pin Xixi when he was an ordinary person, Li Su was not too worried.

After all, the next corpse was not ordinary. It was Lu Wu's limbs, one of his arms, which was cut off completely.

Lu Wu was very huge.

Even if he did not use the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, his body was as high as a mountain.

An arm lying on the ground, for ordinary people, can basically be regarded as a mountain from the side.

Li Su flew over and saw Lu Wu's broken arm at the first time.

He was deeply trapped, which was related to Lu Wu's magical power. His physique was so strong that he could basically be compared with the witch clan. He was the top-level body refinement body. Although he had no special magic, he had walked the path of proving the way with force very deeply.

If it weren't for the fact that the ancient world had stopped proving the way with force since the death of Pangu Saint, Lu Wu's talent might really be able to walk this path.

With a little excitement, Li Su approached and placed his hand on Lu Wu's broken arm.

As his Lu Wu texture shone, in an instant, the huge arm turned into thousands of lights, flowing along his body into his innate texture.

Roar~!

An extremely huge Lu Wu phantom emerged directly from Li Su's body. This time, it was no longer just a faint scene like before, but extremely real, as if it had really descended. The surrounding atmosphere couldn't help but vibrate, and the corpse lying on the ground was also trembling, and it was actually cracked by the shock.

You know, as the remains of an immortal, even if it is dead, the hardness is still terrifying. Ordinary swords and knives can't hurt it at all. Even the golden elixir needs a lot of strength to hurt it.

The ancient immortals are obviously very different from the later immortals.

Especially in terms of the physical body, both the witches and the lich races are extremely powerful. They are born physical cultivators with the bonus of horizontal training.

Now, with the absorption of Luwu's flesh and blood, the real Luwu light was born in the innate texture. Li Su's power changed immediately. Its height did not change, but the quality underwent an amazing transformation, and the destructiveness entered a new stage.

He couldn't help but feel it. As he waved his palm, the air actually cracked and was shattered.

This is amazing. From a microscopic level, it can touch atoms and destroy molecular structures.

Faced with this gratifying result, Li Su had no time to sigh, because a bigger and worse impact was coming.

His blood was boiling again, in an unprecedented situation. This time, it was very shocking and very abnormal. The structure of Li Su's body was distorted and began to be unable to maintain its original normal state.

Cells were decomposing and quickly reorganizing.

This change even penetrated into his bone marrow. The whole body was shaken, even the brain was not spared.

It can be said that the only thing that remained unchanged and always maintained was Li Su's innate texture.

This change was very drastic, no, it should be said to be very dangerous.

It only lasted for a moment, and Li Su's face couldn't stop changing. He was bleeding, and a large amount of blood kept flowing out of the pores and seven orifices of the skin. The evolution of the body was too drastic. Many cells were too late and couldn't keep up, and they died on the spot.

Not good!

Lu Wu's flesh and blood were too domineering. With him as the last link, it was like pouring a bucket of gasoline into the fire.

This was no longer as simple as cooking with oil and burning with anger.

Instead, it was going to explode!

Li Su's face changed instantly when he found that large areas of cracks began to appear on his body. Although he had the innate texture, he should not be killed by the explosion.

If he could break through in this way, he would really become the bloodline of the demon saint, but he would definitely be very poor, and the most important thing was that he would be tossed to death. He would not be able to calm down for more than thirty or fifty days.

Instantly, the texture switched.

The principle of Fei Lian shone, and Li Su's figure was like a stream of light, rushing in another direction.

That was the center of the entire battlefield, and it was also the palace of the demon court. It was the habitat of the ten princes of the demon court, the temporary palace, and the place to pass through this world.

Of course, Bai Ze's body was also there.

A horn that was cut off!

Originally, he decided to absorb all the principles of the demon clan that he had mastered before going, but now he was afraid that it would not work. Lu Wu's body was too terrifying, and he could not suppress it.

Although he only got more than 300 kinds, it was a bit regrettable.

Now he didn't have the time to think about the remaining more than 100.

Fortunately, the big monsters and monster kings are almost gone, and there are only a few left. Otherwise, I would really regret it for a long time.

In an instant, people flew away like flowing light, spilling countless blood along the way.

The huge movement directly alarmed the other three people left on the battlefield, that is, the cheap senior sister and others.

Xiaoyao Zong Chao Jue couldn't help but look up, looking in a certain direction, with a shocked expression.

"Junior Brother Qi, what's wrong?"

"That extraordinary talent, he is injured, his whole body is bleeding, and he is rushing towards the center." Xiaoyao Zong Chao Jue took a deep breath, his face full of surprise.

Tian Wuzong Chaojueshi was shocked, a little horrified, and said: "Blood spurting out?"

Cheap Senior Sister An Ruotong frowned, her face darkened, and said: "Central?"