Practice starts with skill points

Crack Crack Crack!

A few sounds of light came, and a few already extremely small blood pills in the furnace of heaven and earth came out of the sound of shattering. They were completely refined at this moment, and they were all absorbed by Zhong Lin, and the power in them was completely divided. He is accepted and understood by him, and he will not miss it.

These blood pills are similar to the mysterious pills of human warriors, which contain all the blood essence, spatial power, and even artistic conception insights of the Blood Demon clan. Now they are all absorbed and refined by Zhong Lin and become the nutrients for his growth.

When my eyes opened, divine lights flashed. At this moment, the entire field had expanded to more than a thousand feet. In the internal five elements, thunder, fist intention, sword intention, etc., various characteristics of the field were interactively flowing, and were extremely powerful.

The realm is formed by the blending of its own artistic conception and the power of space, between reality and illusion, arises with the heart, collects with thoughts, and the realm is formed with one thought. It is like a god who controls everything, anything is encapsulated by the realm. They will be suppressed, unless another powerful king who has cultivated the realm can fight against it in his own realm.

Zhong Lin reached out and touched him slightly, but it seemed that everything was illusory, with his eyebrows slightly frowned.

"The King Realm's perception space, and the Emperor Realm condenses the Dharma image. Does the legendary divine realm turn this realm between reality and illusion into an entity? Form a real space? Or... Cave Heaven?"

Zhong Lin was brainstorming in his mind.

"The King of Taixu once said that if you want to enter the legendary divine realm, you need something called "source", which is something that can only be born when a world begins."

"That doesn't mean that only the injection of this thing can produce an effect similar to that of a milk-spotted tofu, turning the space in reality and illusion into a real world."

"Follow yourself as the center, an independent space, an independent kingdom, the real territory in the universe that truly belongs to you. In this cave, he is the Creator God and the Master of the World."

"It's really possible. After all, if we deduce it according to the unique abilities of the King Realm and the Imperial Realm today, it is not impossible to create a blessing in the world that belongs to us." Zhong Lin murmured in his heart.

Bobobo!

Just as Zhong Lin was thinking, his body's flesh and blood shaking and exploded, and the rich space power gathered towards his body again, as if every drop of blood and every inch of flesh and blood were integrated into extremely powerful space power.

As the space is integrated, Zhong Lin can feel his body becoming stronger, with a faint sense of transformation, and he has the ability to store spiritual energy similar to the golden elixir in these flesh and blood. After all, flesh and blood have the power of space, and space is even known as the meson and Sumeru. How many spiritual elements can be stored in this way?

"Hiss! The flesh body stores spiritual essence. Then with my understanding of space, wouldn't it mean that every drop of blood is equivalent to a golden elixir? No wonder the strong man in the imperial realm is so strong."

Zhong Lin took a breath of cold air, his heart full of shock.

Of course, he also knew that he had taken it for granted. He could feel that the physical body could indeed store spiritual energy, but it was much worse than the golden elixir, and it was even more impossible to make every drop of blood equivalent to a golden elixir.

The strength began to soar and grow.

After a few more days, all the blood pills were refined.

He slowly opened his eyes and squirted out in one long breath.

This breath was thousands of miles above Beiyuan, like a big dragon, and the surrounding space was shocked.

With him as the center, the space began to distort, forming a space between reality and illusion independent of the world.

Outside the field, the cold wind is cold, the ice is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is falling for thousands of miles.

Within the field, the spring breeze is warm, the spring scenery is full of the garden, and the spring flowers are blooming.

Everything is extremely beautiful.

This is the power of the domain. When a thought arises, the world changes. Of course, the premise is in your own domain.

Moreover, Zhong Lin could feel the five-color light shining in his own field, which was his perception of the five elements.

The entire field can absorb the five elements of vitality anytime and anywhere, so that it will always be in the most perfect state.

The entire Five Elements Way is like the framework of a house, while others such as Thunder, Sword, Fist, Blood Way, etc. are the pillars of the house.

The realm of the king's power also has a high or low level. It mainly depends on the stability and strength of the realm. Zhong Lin believes that no one can resist his realm among his level.

I slowly stood up and felt the two thousand feet of field, and a sense of power arose.

"The "True Fire Sutra" is indeed specially created for the battlefield. If you get a few half-step emperor-level blood pills, I will be able to complete the king realm, and then start to condense the Dharma images of heaven and earth."

"Check pieces? Haha, I will lift the chessboard sooner or later."

Zhong Lin's eyes opened and closed, and cold light flashed in it.

Time passed slowly, and the war did not weaken accordingly, but became more and more intense.

Every day, a large number of Blood Demon warriors and human warriors fell, but a larger number of Blood Demons crossed the border from the void channel, and countless warriors rushed from the Eastern Wilderness to join the battlefield, and the entire Beiyuan was filled with the sky. With a strong smell of blood, the vitality in the air became irritable because of the war.

Some people fall, and naturally some people rise. Every day, the name of genius is sung by Beiyuan, and countless people break through the realm between life and death, and change their destiny against the will of heaven.

Beiyuan has become a flesh-and-blooded millstone, a famous place for geniuses.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

After the war lasted for half a year, the strong men in the king realm began to participate in the war, which made the entire battlefield even more tragic.

Zhong Lin did not enter the battlefield, but was waiting for the next instructions from many emperors.

The ugly scars on the Beiyuan have continued to expand with time, from "scars" to "wounds", which can also carry more and stronger blood demons into it.

A year later.

Zhong Lin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then a jade talisman fell into his palm.

"It's finally started."

As soon as his body shook, his whole person turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Above the North Plain, there is a frozen place.

King Moon Spirit sat cross-legged on the ground, and a crescent moon shadow above her head was shining with cold light, forming a layer of halo a hundred feet around her body, blocking the blood demon warriors from it.

Inside the aperture, dozens of female disciples sat cross-legged with pale faces, and even more so, they were as angry as if they could die at any time.

Outside the aperture, hundreds of Blood Demon warriors with strength comparable to the realm of life and death are attacking frantically, trying to break the light shield. Every attack can see the light shield weaken by a minute. I think it won't take long. Can break the defense and completely break it.

On the rock not far away, a young man wearing a golden crown and a leisurely expression. Apart from a pair of golden horns on his head, other young men who are no different from the human race in the Qingyuan Realm are standing on it.

The man had a handsome face and tall figure. If it weren't for the pair of horns on his head, no one would think that this person was a blood demon clan. (End of this chapter)