Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, nothing happened outside, maybe Brother Xu himself encountered a problem?"

Several people stood outside and talked about it, but they didn't dare to disturb them directly. Xin Ruyin's eyes were full of worry. She knew Xu Qingyang's predicament best. She knew that he had reached the last moment. If he couldn't get through, he might have reached the end of this road. Whatever happened in the future, he could only find another way.

After watching for a while, Han Li shook his head and left.

He hadn't completed the third level of the Great Evolution Jue yet. Now he was waiting to finish practicing this level and quickly practice the second stage of the Three-Turn Heavy Yuan Gong again, so that he could try to form a pill as soon as possible.

Time was unforgiving, and he was over ninety years old like Xu Qingyang.

"Let's go, don't look at it!"

Xiao Mei pulled her, and Xin Ruyin left with her head back every three steps. There were only eight body refiners on duty at the door as usual, like sculptures, blocking the door motionlessly.

While they were worried and curious, Xu Qingyang also reached a critical moment.

He didn't expect that he would be the first to benefit from this swallowing war. Seeing his own all-round data soaring wildly, Xu Qingyang suddenly realized that the prerequisite for promotion was to digest all these mixed bloods and let his own blood be thoroughly "purified" so that there would be a possibility of further advancement.

For now, he is not sure whether it will be considered 3.0 after the preservation.

However, it can be intuitively judged that after the blood is purified, the comprehensive data is almost the same as when the gifted real body is used.

If the gifted real body is used again, the effect will be very different.

However, it is still undecided who will eventually belong to these gains. Maybe in the end, it has nothing to do with him, Xu, and he is just trying to make a wedding dress. The battle continued, and both sides were desperately devouring. The main blood was improved very little, while the golden blood expanded very quickly, from the initial one ten-thousandth, explosively rising to the one thousandth stage, and then expanding at a faster rate, until the last mixed blood disappeared in the simulated imaging. The golden blood had already exceeded the total proportion of one percent, and the soul matter had also grown a little, but it seemed to be unable to keep up with the rhythm. Although it grew several times, it had not exceeded one tenth of his magnitude.

Seeing this result, Xu Qingyang's confidence was completely restored.

Perhaps since the variable of the smart chip, the opponent has no hope of winning anyway. No matter what he is, the possibility of borrowing chickens to lay eggs and occupying magpies' nests is only based on the fact that he has not discovered him in advance.

Now it seems that the opponent still has the upper hand.

After swallowing the last strand of mixed blood, Xu Qingyang's breath reached its peak. The sleeves of his robe were stretched like a tights. If he stood up, his height would be at least nine feet. The golden blood turned around at that time and confronted the main blood again. It bit and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, but the main blood was far inferior. As one grew, the other grew, and fell into a disadvantage.

But Xu Qingyang's face did not show a trace of worry.

He calmly took out a pill, put it into his mouth, and then began to digest it. He saw that the main blood, which was getting less and less, suddenly began to increase against the trend. The real battle officially began.

It's funny to say that this increase was originally intended to feed the golden blood.

The golden blood cannot dominate the flesh, it is a "guest" without roots. The main bloodline occupies the "means of production" of the flesh, but can continuously produce blood. If the main bloodline does not have the talent for devouring, then no matter how much it "produces", it can only add a feast to the opponent. However, now the main bloodline can also devour the opponent, even if the appetite is small, while cutting the flesh, it swallows the opponent's golden blood, and the main bloodline itself is also evolving. With Xu Qingyang constantly replenishing it, who will win in the end.

In fact, the result can be calculated now.

The more the golden blood swallows, the larger the body, the faster it degenerates. The more Xu Qingyang swallows, the faster it evolves. While evolving and improving the quality, it also continuously replenishes. What can the opponent use to fight.

The only point of victory or defeat for the golden blood is to snatch the control of the flesh when the quality of the two sides tends to be "parallel".

Theoretically, 50% is the winning point, but in reality, the off-field factor of the soul must be considered. The opponent's soul power cannot keep up, and it is hard to say whether he has some self-awareness. Xu Qingyang's soul is in full state, too strong, and the opponent must be at least 70% to suppress him steadily.

Speaking of promotion, he is definitely promoting now.

Sweeping the mixed blood, the power of the two parties combined has broken through the current level. Xu Qingyang is still digesting the elixir and fighting with the opponent. No matter who gets the supplement, it is equivalent to filling the energy demand in the promotion at the same time, and his total mass is constantly rising.

This way of promotion is definitely unique, but it is also very suitable.

All aspects of the elements are not lacking.

Time passed by little by little, and the blood battle was fierce. When the golden blood reached 10%, the ferocity was significantly reduced. Xu Qingyang's main blood had a higher swallowing ability, accounting for 90%. The battle continued. After the golden blood reached 20%, the combat effectiveness declined again. The proportion of the main blood decreased, but the combat effectiveness increased again. At that time, their total amount was far more than the initial one. Three years had passed since the mixed blood was swept away.

Outside the cave, Xin Ruyin had already brought his disciples to strengthen the formation.

Because as Xu Qingyang's aura became more and more terrifying, it had seriously affected other people's cultivation. Under his terrifying pressure, everyone trembled and could not do anything.

It even caused the environment outside the cave to distort, and a neighbor came to test it.

After Qu Hun went out to deal with it, everyone unanimously decided to seal Xu Qingyang's location in order to ensure that no trouble was caused, and then unlock him after he came out of seclusion. He just waited for Xin Ruyin to finish his work, and then took care of him for a year. , an even more terrifying aura shook the seal unsteadily.

There was no other way, Xin Ruyin could only strengthen the seal again under Han Li's urging.

After being managed like this for more than a year, it was already more than seven years since Xu Qingyang practiced in seclusion. Ninety-five, almost ninety-six, Xu Qingyang still didn't move in the cave.

Maintain the frequency of pill refining and continue to support the main bloodline and the golden blood war.

The current golden blood is no longer golden blood. There is definitely something wrong with his own sacred level. Xu Qingyang is 100% sure. Otherwise, given his high level, he would have no chance of winning, let alone peeling it off. And now it is tens of thousands. One-third of the body, it has been devouring and growing crazily, and its level has dropped again and again. Now based on the appearance in the simulated imaging, the golden color is just a rendering, and the main body is completely bright red. When the total amount accounts for 30%, Xu Qingyang’s main bloodline, He has evolved to almost the same level as his opponent, but he is still resisting desperately, but the result is already doomed.

Less than 35%, the two gradually become "parallel"

When there is no difference in quality between the two, if you bite me, I can bite you, and Xu Qingyang still has an advantage in terms of total quantity, reinforcements have never been cut off, and there is sufficient ammunition in his hands.

How can we fight this? We can't fight.

Time came to the eighth year, and Xu Qingyang began to enter the final stage.

How ferocious the opponent was before, attacking cities and territories, but now Xu Qingyang's main bloodlines are devouring each other, like a snowball, rolling faster and faster, until a distant and ancient roar rang out in Xu Qingyang's mind, and the golden blood map lost its resistance energy. , disappearing into the warring images bit by bit.