The strong from the wild

Seven days later, Liu Yi melted the crystal-like heart essence and blood of the big fish with two celestial fires.Strains of boundless aura originating from countless years ago emanated from the red droplet.

"Fat!"

Liu Yi kicked Hu Tutu violently, and shouted: "Sit down cross-legged, and perform the White Tiger Shocking Desolation Art. Watch your nose and nose, watch your heart, and don't have any distracting thoughts."

At this moment, Hu Tutu stopped rubbing his thighs pretendingly, and quickly sat down as promised.

Liu Yi's face turned pale, but he still used the inscription on the word "Thunder" to arouse the lightning in the lightning seeds, and drew out a trace of the blood in Dayu's heart, and poured it in along the Baihui acupoint on the top of Hu Tutu's head.

Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down Hu Tutu's face.

"When I merged with the breath of the blood, a spiritual vein will be formed in my body. When I first merged with the breath of the blood of the golden swan goose, I formed a six-yang fire vein in my body. This action, as for a little bit of pain, just bear it It's over."

Liu Yi squinted his eyes, concentrating on controlling Lei Ting.

This thunder and lightning seed is, after all, something passed down by Master Xue Yu. So far, Liu Yi has not been able to completely control the thunder and lightning seed in his hands. He can only rely on the inscription "Thunder" to mobilize the power of thunder in the thunder and lightning seed.

This kind of pain was many times more intense than when Venerable Xue Yu sacrificed the blood of the swan geese who refined the golden body.

Not because of anything else, but because of Liu Yi's methods, which are far inferior to Master Xueyu.

After half a day, Hu Tutu suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Hu Tutu's breath sucked away most of the pure aura in the Nurturing Spirit Formation, as well as the coercion exuded by the corpse, turning Hu Tutu's swollen face purple.

"It hurts me!"

Hu Tutu was in so much pain that he was dying, and now he was finally able to move. He couldn't help but let out a strange cry, and was about to rush over to argue with Liu Yi.

But when he stood up, he felt something was wrong behind him.

The fat man turned his head and saw a pair of wings that were as black as ink and made of black light, appearing behind him for no apparent reason.

"It's not fair!"

Hu Tutu raised his head and cried out in grief, but he kept rolling on the ground and shouted, "Brother Yi, why do you get golden wings that are extremely majestic, but mine are black and not slick, like a crow?"

But Liu Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just continued to sacrifice the blood breath, and took out the clean bottle that had not been used for a long time, and put the refined blood breath into the clean bottle.

As the saying goes, art is not overwhelming.

Practitioners can also be said to be treasured and not overwhelmed.It doesn't matter whether you use it on weekdays or not, as long as it can be used at critical times, it is a good magic weapon.

Since the sword energy in the clean bottle was consumed by Liu Yi when he was refining the baby sword, the bottle's power has been greatly reduced, and it can only be used to hold some things on weekdays, but now it can be used to its full potential.

After Hu Tutu rolled on the ground a few times, he stopped moving wantonly. Instead, he calmed down and sat on the ground, and said to Liu Yi, "Brother Yi, it's a good thing I didn't grow a fish tail or scales on my body. Otherwise, how can I, Hu Datian, have the face to go out to meet people? Although these wings are not very beautiful, they just confirm a saying..."

Even more powerful!

Hu Tutu took a deep breath, and turned into a white-haired tiger on the ground.The tiger has a strong body, with no fat on its body, and its bones and muscles are sharp and angular, as if forged from refined steel.And behind the tiger, a pair of black wings grew out.

The tiger opened its mouth, bared its sharp fangs at Liu Yi, and shouted, "Brother Yi! I look majestic, right?"

Liu Yi was too lazy to entangle with the fat man, and devoted himself to cultivating the blood of the big fish. It was not until three days later that he extracted all the breath of the blood from the blood in the heart of the big fish and put it into a clean bottle.

Immediately, Liu Yi put the clean bottle three inches away from his lips, and took a light breath.

A breath of blood was released from the clean bottle and inhaled into Liu Yi's mouth and nose.

The bone-piercing pain appeared in Liu Yi's whole body.

"Sure enough, the pain is incomparable. It's a hundred times more painful than when I cultivated the six sun fire veins! I don't know if it's because the blood of the big fish is much stronger than the blood of the golden swan goose, or because my methods are far inferior to Brother Feather. Unbearable pain..."

A pair of wings suddenly spread behind Liu Yi.

The wings are shining with golden light. They were originally just wings of light, made up of golden phantoms carrying swan geese, but now they are a bit thicker. It only makes people feel that the wings are no longer phantom brilliance, but have entities, which are real things.

Even the feathers on the golden wings are very clear and obvious.

Two meridians suddenly appeared on Liu Yi's spine.

One is from top to bottom, and there is a breath of pure spirit flowing in the meridians.

The other one is from bottom to top, and there is a thick breath flowing in it.

Liu Yi opened his eyes and stared fixedly at the already clean bottle in his hand, only to feel a message suddenly flashed in his heart, "The pulse of Yin and Yang reaches heaven and earth!"

"One clear and one turbid, one day and one earth, one yang and one yin. Could it be that these two meridians can directly absorb the yin and yang auras between the heaven and the earth? Ordinary monks rely on collecting the auras of the five elements to condense themselves, but they don't directly collect the auras between the heavens and the earth. Yin and Yang spiritual energy. Among the many methods of practice I know, those methods of collecting Yin and Yang Qi are nothing more than relying on collecting yang to replenish yin, or collecting yin to replenish yang. Now these two forms in my body The meridian can actually collect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth directly from between heaven and earth..."

Liu Yi took a deep breath, inhaled the surrounding spiritual energy into his mouth, felt the rolling breath in his body, and thought: "The six yang fire veins in my body can help me collect the morning glow and purple energy, and refine the spiritual power in the body. The yin and yang pulse , can collect the yin and yang energy of the world. Only the blood of the real dragon that I obtained earlier has no other effect except to speed up my cultivation. Could it be that the blood of the golden swan goose and the blood of this big fish are better than the blood of the real dragon? The bloodline is stronger?"

Just as Liu Yi was thinking about it, Hu Tutu had already moved over.

"Brother Yi, why did I only get two meridians in my body after I got the blood of the big fish, and what I got was only the eight characters 'the pulse of Yin and Yang reaches heaven and earth', but I didn't get the memory in the blood?"

Hu Tutu touched the back very puzzled, but his fingers passed through the black light wings.Immediately, he changed his body into a human, and said: "Could it be that the white tiger blood in my body is passed down from ancestors, so that some memories can be passed down from generation to generation. And the big fish blood came from plunder, so there is no memory inheritance?"