Chapter 1160: Fusion Yuan Blood Pearl

stronghold. Their numbers were limited, and they simply didn't have time to search for spiritual creatures. Therefore, they controlled these underworld gangs to find spiritual herbs and stones, to be...One day, inside his cave abode, Lu Xia Tian sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. His internal qi and the blood energy coursing through his meridians and bones were like surging tides. 。

Gurgling, and even without using his divine sense to carefully perceive it, Lu Xia Tian could feel that the activity of blood Qi and magical power was far greater than before.

With the culmination of magical power, a crystal droplet formed and condensed into existence. It fell within the dantian. 。But the convergence of surging blood essence within his body failed to succeed, scattering violently and once again hiding within his flesh. 。Within the Dantian, a nascent infant exactly like Lu Xiaottian's stretched out its palm and held a blood-colored water drop shaped bead in its palm, a look of excitement on its face. 。With a flick of his finger, a blood-colored mist bloomed around the tiny water droplet. The droplet circled his body once before being swallowed by the nascent soul's open mouth. 。After a long while, Lu Xia Tian lifted his chin, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face. 。“It seems this “Ten Turns Fusion Yuan Gong” is useless for physical cultivation.” 。After a moment, Lu XiaTian came to such a conclusion: this blood-colored, crystal clear, water drop-shaped bead was exactly the Rong Yuan Blood Bead he had condensed while constantly battling Xiang Kuang and practicing the "Ten Turns Rong Yuan Gong". This Rong Yuan Blood Bead could contain magical power. 。There's a Yuan Rong Blood Bead right under my eye, already capable of holding a layer of his magical power. If ten Yuan Rong Blood Beads were to be refined, the capacity for magical power would naturally double. 。At the beginning of his cultivation, Lu Xiaoteng thought of using both his spiritual energy and the power of his physical blood coagulation to condense at the same time, but he succeeded halfway and failed halfway. 。Perhaps the person who created this technique originally never imagined that someone would cultivate both their physical body and their Dao simultaneously. 。No matter what, the Ten Turns Refining Essence Art has shown initial results, which is considered good. It's just that this progress is not very fast. 。Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly, took a breath, got up and walked slowly. His figure flickered, and he was already outside the cave dwelling. 。“Where is Xiang Kuang” Lu Xia Tian came to Xiang Kuang’s cultivation place as usual, wanting to spar with him again. After all, cultivating the Ten Turns Rong Yuan Gong requires constantly battling others for it to be effective. 。It is not something that can be honed simply by seclusion. 。What surprised Lu Xia Tian was that in the past year and a half, Xiang Kuang, who almost never went out, had disappeared. 。 There was a transmission note 。Lu Xia Tian swept his surroundings, seeing a talisman fly over. He pointed at the void, and the talisman opened, "Elder Brother Dong Fang, I have something to attend to outside. Seeing you cultivating, I wouldn't disturb you." 。In the wine jar you gave your elder brother, there is a prison token. With it, one can enter and exit the Netherworld at will. 。"After taking care of these trivial matters for my elder brother, I'll return to fight!"

The voice abruptly ceased, the talismans vanishing into nothingness

"What is this 'prison edict'" Lu Xiaoxiao stretched his hand toward the distance, summoning a wine flask. He brought it closer and saw that inside was a brown token. 。It seems Xiang Kuang has been out for several days now. I've just been cultivating myself and haven't bothered him. I just don't know when Xiang Kuang will be back. 。Over the past two years, Lu Xia Tian has not been confined to the Black Prison all the time. He has gone out several times. Luo Qian and Qiao Lan, with a sufficient supply of medicinal pills, have fully recovered from their injuries. 。With two protectors, Lu Xia Tian was able to refine the Pangu Stone. 。After all, in this matter, Lu Xiaotian trusted Luo Qian and Qiao Lan the most. As for Yu Ya, he also trusted her, but her strength had indeed diminished somewhat. Lu Xiaotian was still a bit uneasy about it. 。"With nothing to do, why not go take a look at Tie Lin's place" 。After putting away the Prison Earth Talisman, Lu Xia Tian paused for a moment, his figure flickered slightly, and he shot towards the distance like an arrow. Within a few breaths' time, he arrived outside a hillock and disappeared into the gloomy tunnel. 。“You came” 。"At this time, Han Lin, trapped in the prison, was the eleventh-ranked ghost cultivator that Lu Xia Tian first saw when he entered Hei Yu Prison to find the Eight-legged Demon Bull Beast. He practiced the Corpse Dao technique." 。extremely sinister and highly poisonous, radiating a palpable aura of death. 。A casual cultivator mustn't get involved. 。It seems you've recovered quite well. 。Lu Xia Tian sized up Han Lin, this ghost cultivator, and found that his body was much fuller than it used to be. 。Within her eye sockets, those once weak and lifeless eyes were now filled with an extreme malice. 。With the ghost king's artifact you gave me, I think it's hard not to recover. Now can you tell me, what's your purpose 。"Hàn Lín let out a soft hum, he didn't like this feeling of not knowing anything," 。“I want a Yuan Ying-level corpse refinement…” 。The strength must be at least eleventh level, those with lower levels, I don't look down upon. 。Lu XiaTian straightforwardly said: 。"A Yuan Ying-grade Corpse Refinement" Han Lin's pupils constricted instantly, looking at Lu Xia Tian with a grave expression. "Do you know what is needed to refine an eleventh-rank Corpse" Lu Xia Tian smiled faintly, "Of course I do, otherwise, do you think I brought this thing for you to recover from your injuries" During his downtime, Lu Xia Tian would also wander around the Black Prison occasionally, as Master Xiang Kuang didn't care much about what happened inside. Xiang Kuang simply ignored him altogether. 。For Xiang Kuang, only cultivation and sparring with others occupied his mind, followed by good wine. Had it not been for his status within the royal family, and the benefits he had received since childhood, Xiang Kuang's personality would have long since taken him wandering the world. He wouldn't be confined in this dark prison. 。Since discovering this eleventh level of the ghost cultivator, Han Linzhi's, Lu Xia Tian had an idea in mind. 。In his early days, when he first entered the Lingxu Secret Realm, he brought with him Xiao Sanniang and Ge Changting, two ghost cultivators, and harbored this intention. However, because the cultivation of these two companions was too low, they did not reach the level required for refining a Yuan Ying-grade Corpse. 。Lu XiaTian then provided resources for them to cultivate and improve their strength. 。However, a series of subsequent events caused him to lose contact with his team. 。Once again, I journeyed to this crimson continent. 。

Lu Xia tian had already given up on this idea, but he didn't expect to meet the eleventh-rank ghost cultivator Han Lin in this Black Prison. His idea of refining a Nascent Soul level corpse naturally came back.

"What use am I" Han Lin let out a cold snort. Although Lu Xiaoteng had given him some ghost dao artifacts to recover from his injuries, for him, being trapped in this Black Prison was a fate worse than death. Whether or not he was injured didn't matter much; he couldn't escape anyway. Unless something unexpected happened, it seemed inevitable that he would perish here. 。“If you can refine corpses that are powerful enough for me, and if circumstances permit, I will find a way to get you out.” 。"Lu Xiaotian directly stated that" 。"Don't you think I'm a three-year-old Will I believe your words just because" 。"Han Lin said so, but his eyes flashed with anger. He stared suddenly at Lu Xia Tian, expecting him to speak of his reliance." 。Of course, if you are willing to make a blood oath, I can help you refine an eleventh-order Corpse Puppet. 。“To swear with blood, you might be overestimating yourself. I am not the master of this dark prison.” 。I came here just to find a friend to go out with, meeting you was just an accident. 。Get my friend out of there. It's already cost me a lot. 。No definite information yet 。As for you, it depends on luck. If your fortune is good and an opportunity arises, I wouldn't mind lending a hand. 。If it really doesn't work out, I can't help either. 。In short, if you refine the Nascent Soul and corpse refining, you still have a glimmer of hope. 。If it fails, to die here is the only way. 。Lu Xia Tian honestly said, at this level of strongman, it is not a few words that can stabilize. Instead of wasting effort, it's better to be straightforward. 。t at this time, Lu Xia Tian saw a big bearded man come down from the small hill in the distance, riding on a twelve-tiered mane and hoof horse beast. 。with a self-satisfied look on their face 。Two s...