Strange World: My Systematic Practice Life

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The ground pool, which was tens of feet square, was soaked with blood, and bloody bubbles burst out from time to time.

Huge beasts collapsed to the ground around the blood pool.

There is a giant tiger with a single horn, and a tall bull with thick scales...

All kinds of ferocious beasts are stacked together, and there are dozens of them at a glance.

Looking back, there are even more corpses of ferocious beasts piled up in the distance, some of which have even turned into piles of bones.

Without exception, these ferocious beasts exude terrifying power, even if they have lost their vitality, they still have a terrifying power.

But without exception, there is a smooth decision wound on the necks of these fierce beasts.

The gurgling blood flowed out and submerged into the central blood pool.

In the pool of blood, Na Yuanhong bathed in it, his eyes closed, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

The phantom of the blood wolf appeared in the air, and the bloodthirsty pupils were full of enjoyment.

Suddenly, Yuan Hong's eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, an invisible suction force emanates from the body.

Na Yuanhong's red hair fluttered around.

Thick blood-red hair grows out all over the body.

The palms are elongated and sharpened.

In a breath, it changed from the original human form to a giant werewolf.

The thick bright red hair is like blood-colored steel needles standing upside down.

Especially the five sharp and sharp claws of the hands that had turned into wolf claws flickered with cold light.

Only the head could barely see some of Na Yuanhong's facial features.

At this time, the phantom of the blood wolf in mid-air also directly submerged into Na Yuanhong's body.

Na Yuanhong's body became stronger and stronger, and his terrifying momentum soared again.

The next moment, Yuan Hong roared.

The blood in the blood pool frantically rushed towards Yuan Hong as if being drawn.

And that Yuan Hong's tall body was like a huge container.

It actually directly inhaled a large amount of blood into the body.

Wait until all the blood is absorbed.

Only then did Yuan Hong get up slowly.

With a vertical movement, he disappeared and appeared on a high platform not far away.

There are several tall figures hanging in the air above the high platform.

Without exception, they were all barbarians. They didn't look very old, but they were quite similar to Yuan Hong in terms of appearance.

Several barbarians were hanging upside down in front of them, with their eyes tightly closed. If it weren't for the subtle and almost undetectable breathing fluctuations, they would definitely think that they had been dead for a long time.

Most of the barbarians have a bloody wolf head mark between their eyebrows, but the mark is quite weak.

Yuan Hong glanced at the barbarians indifferently, then raised his sharp claws and touched the chests of the barbarians, and instantly shot out several bloody arrows, which sank into Yuan Hong's body.

Let his ferocious face show a touch of enjoyment.

After a while, the blood arrows stopped, and the blood wolf marks on the eyebrows of several barbarians became two points shallow again.

Roar--

The imprint of the blood wolf on Yuan Hong's eyebrows was extremely bright red, the head of the blood red wolf twisted for a while, and it actually let out a sharp roar.

Yuan Hong's figure swelled again.

It's not over yet, and Yuan Hong's face showed a look of unfinished business.

Step forward and come directly to the last of several hanging barbarians.

Different from the bloody wolf head marks on the brows of the previous barbarians, this barbarian has a pair of purple antlers on the brows.

As if feeling something, the barbarian's body trembled, and his originally closed eyes suddenly opened.

Looking at Yuan Hong with eyes full of blood, there was almost substantive hatred.

Ignoring the barbarian's venomous gaze, Yuan Hong cut the man's already bruised chest with a sharp claw.

Purple red blood flowed out, Yuan Hong opened his mouth wide, sucked a dry amount of blood into his mouth, and immediately ignored him.

With the purple blood submerged.

A distorted look appeared on Yuan Hong's face.

Roar--

There was another roar, this time it was not from the blood-red wolf's head, but from Yuan Hong's mouth.

As the roar fell, Yuan Hong's body trembled.

The thick hair all over his body slowly sank into his body, and his huge figure, which was nearly five meters tall, also decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, he returned to his normal barbarian form.

At the same time, Yuan Hong's imprint of the blood wolf let out a shrill roar.

It began to dissolve slowly, and after a while, it turned into a blood-colored mark in the center of a circle.

The imprint bulged high and high, looking like a blood-colored bead inlaid on the forehead.

It is actually the same as the blood-colored ball on the egret's chest, except that it is a few circles larger.

"Give me... open!"

That Yuan Hong shouted hoarsely.

There was a surge of blood between the brows, as if something was about to burst.

Soon, blood lines spread out from it, spreading up and down his body.

The blood line is quite thick and solid, several times thicker than that of the egret.

The blood line slowly spread, and it will spread from the head to the neck in a short time.

Then came the chest, the waist...

It's just that when it went down further, the blood line suddenly trembled violently.

Even Yuan Hong's body shook accordingly.

"Do not……"

Yuan Hong's eyes widened, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, but soon his eyes turned blood red, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Howling up to the sky.

It was the sound of a wolf howling in pain.

Immediately, the body began to swell rapidly, the blood line on the body dissipated in an instant, and the blood-colored beads protruding from the eyebrows also quickly dried up, and the blood wolf mark was restored for a while.

The next moment, a large amount of thick bright red hair grew out.

That Yuan Hong turned into a wolf again.

The phantom of the blood-colored giant wolf emerged from behind, letting out roars.

"Sure enough...it still doesn't work..."

Looking at the thick bloody hair on his body, it took a long time for Yuan Hong to sigh softly.

"Okay...then Yuan Hong...you are destined not to be able to break through the last step...I curse you to be trapped in the blood shackles for the rest of your life!!"

At this time, a weak but cheerful hoarse laughter came from the side.

It was actually sent by the upside-down barbarian with the antler mark.

The barbarian's weak face was full of wanton laughter, as if he saw something that made him happy.

"Then Yuan Hong...you are so insane...you don't hesitate to use your own heirs to stimulate your own blood, but unfortunately you still fail...even if you try a hundred times and a thousand times...you still won't succeed, and you...cough cough ...then he was trapped and died in the shackles of blood, watching himself grow old, but helpless..."

The antler barbarian kept cursing in his mouth, but soon he couldn't speak anymore because a big hand had already pinched his chin.

click...

With a crisp sound, the antler barbarian's entire jaw was crushed to pieces.

At this time, Yuan Hong's figure had recovered to his original state, and his face was still calm.

It seemed that the antler barbarian's words didn't affect him at all.

It's just that the big hand that pinched the other party became tighter and tighter.

The sound of bones being cracked continued to be heard from the antler barbarian.

After a long while, the antler barbarian's already weak consciousness was almost falling into a coma, and he just felt his body relax.

Yuan Hong's hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

"Lu Yong, my good son, I have found a more perfect and suitable substitute, and you will be free in a short time."

After the words fell, Yuan Hong's figure had disappeared from the sight of the antler barbarian.

Na Yuanhong walked through the underground hall and came to a slightly smaller side hall.

The roof of the side hall is inlaid with fist-sized night pearls.

Reflecting the underground space as if it were daytime.

The most conspicuous thing in the side hall is a black ink stone platform in the middle.

On the stone platform is a transparent crystal square vessel.

There are also several oval crystal beakers on the side.

It is incompatible with the rough and barbaric backward barbarian architecture.

Pulling in from a distance, you can also see lines of Ansat text on the beaker.

And in the center of the square container is a small lump of bright red flesh the size of a fist.

Even if it is a few feet away, one can feel the rather strong power of qi and blood in the flesh and blood.

If the egret were here, seeing this mass of flesh and blood would definitely feel a familiar aura from it.

That's right, this mass of flesh and blood came from egrets.

This was deliberately kept by Na Yuanhong when he fought Bailu that day.

It was also this mass of flesh and blood that led him to adopt Bailu as his adopted son.

Looking at the flesh and blood in the crystal, Yuan Hong's eyes showed a long-lost look of excitement and expectation.

Just like discovering Lu Yong, the descendant of Zijilu with strong qi and blood, no, it is much more crazily excited than before.

As the patriarch of the Blood Wolf Royal Clan.

That Yuan Hong has come all the way from infancy to where he is today, how can it be described as a little bit of hardship, and the hardships and dangers in it are unimaginable for ordinary people.

He asked himself that he was extremely talented, and he had already stood at the pinnacle of the blood wolf tribe with his cultivation to this point.

Even among the five royal families, he is not afraid of anyone except for those two guys from the barbaric blood tribe.

It's just that at this stage of practice, his strength has reached the point where there is no way to advance.

All this is because of the blood shackles.

Barbarians are naturally strong, but they also have advantages and disadvantages.

The rich blood of the first ancestor does mean good talent.

Practicing the tribal totem method can't help but make rapid progress and even more powerful power, and even possess some of the uniqueness of the first ancestor, which is the so-called unique physique.

It's just that even if it is the powerful royal totem method, there is a limit to the deepest and topmost cultivation.

The limit is to have the strength compared to the first ancestor.

But at this point, if you want to go further beyond the first ancestor, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, no, it is three points more difficult than ascending to the sky.

This is the so-called blood shackles.

And the blood wolf king, the first ancestor of the blood wolf tribe, although the strength is terrifying, even in ancient times, he was the most powerful and powerful overlord.

It's just a pity that it wasn't enough for his Yuan Hong!

Especially among the five royal families, the blood wolf king is not a top existence, and even compared to the other four royal families, the blood wolf king is basically just average.

The current Na Yuanhong has reached this point for many years.

He thought he was extremely talented, beyond the bloodline of Double Nine Stars, he would not lose to anyone in the world.

It's just that the blood shackles limit his further possibilities.

So for many years he has been trying to break through the shackles of blood.

For this reason, he searched hard for every possibility.

Finally let find a glimmer of possibility.

That is to use one's own blood to suppress the blood of the first ancestor, as long as one's own blood is strong enough to suppress the blood of the first ancestor, or even completely refine the blood of the first ancestor, make it the nourishment of one's own blood, and finally use one's own blood to go one step further.

This was the only way he could find it.

For this reason, he also deliberately found some ancient barbarians who wanted to break the shackles of blood, and created a totem practice secret method to strengthen their own blood.

And on this basis, he perfected it again. He was confident that as long as he practiced this secret method to the last level, it would mean that he had successfully broken the shackles of blood and had a chance to go one step closer.

It's just a pity that his first ancestor's bloodline is too tyrannical and the blood wolf totem method is perfect, the first ancestor's bloodline has already swallowed most of his own bloodline.

One can imagine how difficult it is to practice this secret method that affects one's own blood to a high level. Even with his talent, he can barely reach the third level, and it is impossible to go any further.

However, the possibility of self-cultivation does not mean that there are no other options.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to use his own descendants for experiments, hoping to use his blood descendants to strengthen his own bloodline, but it is a pity that although it has some effects, it is not very effective.

He looked for another way again.

Until he was asked to find Lu Yong who possessed the rare Purple Deer bloodline.

Zijilu has a very strong effect of increasing qi and blood.

Indeed, after devouring part of Lu Yong's blood, his own qi and blood have improved a lot.

Let him successfully step into the fourth level of the sky demonization blood technique.

It's just a pity that the effect of Zijilu's bloodline is only obvious when used for the first time, and the effect becomes weaker after that.

Even after that Yuan Hong devoured Lu Yong's bloodline many times in a row, he could barely break through to the fifth level, and then the effect would be a thousand miles away, and there was no possibility of further progress.

Afterwards, Na Yuanhong looked for other possibilities again, but it was a pity that there was still nothing to gain.

Until you meet an egret.

When he first met the other party, with his keen perception of the power of qi and blood, if he hadn't been extremely confident in himself, he would even have thought that his perception was wrong.

After all, among the big jade men who have always been weak in energy and blood, they can actually have such terrifying power of energy and blood.

Compared with the few members of the Mangniu tribe, there is no doubt that Yuan Hong can really feel the terrifying energy and blood contained in the egret's body.

Just stepping into the breaking limit, he can have the terrifying blood that is almost comparable to, or even surpasses, the barbarians in the middle and late stages of Tongyou.

That's why he brought Bailu back to the royal city and adopted him as his adopted son.

He naturally knew that accepting a Dayu Wuren as a foster son would cause quite a controversy among the tribe.

But so what.

In his eyes, not to mention some disputes in the tribe, even if the entire blood wolf royal family is wiped out, as long as it can give him a chance to go further, then everything is worth it.

What made him even more excited was that Bai Lu had practiced the barbaric blood-drawing technique to perfection in just two days, which meant that the other party's cultivation talent was far beyond ordinary, which undoubtedly gave him hope.

He had a vague premonition that as long as his plan was successful, he would definitely be able to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Blood Art to perfection.

Thinking of this, Yuan Hong looked at the flesh and blood in the vessel and murmured.

"Xiao Jiu, I hope you don't let Wei father down..."