Chapter 4350

Jiang Yun vaguely felt familiar with the shape of the mark.

But before he could figure out what the mark was, the mark had burst open.

From inside, one by one words rushed out.

They were completely out of Jiang Yun's control. They arranged themselves and emerged in his mind.

With Jiang Yun's current experience, seeing these words, you can easily judge it. This is a method of practice!

After sweeping this practice method roughly, Jiang Yun's brain suddenly made a loud noise.

Even, from his tightly clenched teeth, he squeezed out three words: "blood, nothing, often!"

Even, he remembered the shape of the mark containing these words before, which was clearly a scepter, a bloody Scepter held by the huge figure behind blood impermanence.

Because the name of this method of practice is impermanence!

At the beginning, a drop of blood from impermanent blood broke the seal of golden blood in the soul, and even almost let the golden blood be swallowed.

Thanks to the critical moment, the golden sword appeared, exploded and melted into the golden blood, which in turn swallowed the blood of impermanence.

Although Jiang Yun searched repeatedly in his body after the event, and did not find the trace of the drop of blood of blood impermanence, he always suspected that the drop of blood did not completely disappear.

At this moment, seeing these words and this cultivation method, Jiang Yun immediately understood that his doubt was right.

The drop of blood of blood impermanence not only never disappeared, but even blood impermanence may have separated a trace of divine consciousness, or a wisp of soul, hidden in his own body with the help of that drop of blood!

Naturally, he also understood that when the emperor Xing searched for his soul, he suddenly appeared to protect his soul, and the strange power that made him unable to move when he was swallowed by the silver flower came from blood impermanence!

Blood is impermanent. Although he is not a demon, but a human monk, according to the Tao domain, he practices the way of blood and exerts the power of blood.

The blood demon Jiang Yun once met in the Taoist prison also practiced the way of blood and controlled the power of blood. Therefore, when the power of blood impermanence appeared, he felt both strange and familiar.

Now, he is dying and seriously injured. The self-healing power of the extinct body is suppressed by the power emitted by blood impermanence and cannot be used.

But in his mind, the blood impermanence skill appeared inexplicably, which made Jiang Yun realize that the other party wanted to practice this skill.

However, Jiang Yun couldn't figure out why blood impermanence did this!

"Blood impermanence, what are you going to do!"

After a moment of silence, a blood impermanent voice rang out in Jiang Yun's mind: "I said, I want you to help me out."

"In return, I give you a good fortune, let you have my blood artistic conception, and let you embark on my great emperor's road!"

Jiang Yun said weakly, "if I don't agree!"

"Next year, today will be your death day!"

The voice of blood impermanence said with an undisguised smile: "as for me, although I will disappear with your life, but for my God, I just lost a drop of blood!"

While blood impermanence spoke, Jiang Yun also tried his best to run his cultivation, hoping to break through the suppression of blood impermanence and recover his injury.

Or crush the stone given by Gu San and summon the five peaks of the great wilderness.

Obviously, even if the power contained in a drop of blood is impermanent, it is not what the dying self can compete with. Everything, including reliance, has been suppressed!

Therefore, Jiang Yun believes that blood impermanence is not deceiving himself.

If I don't agree with him and don't practice his cultivation skills, I will really die here today!

And the blood impermanent Buddha must still be imprisoned somewhere outside the sky.

When he died, his blood disappeared with his own life at most. There was no harm to his original self at all.

This makes Jiang Yun's heart hate!

I have been careful enough, but I still can't escape the calculation of blood impermanence.

If you don't want to die, you must practice his kung fu!

However, Jiang Yun would not believe that blood impermanence would really be so kind. He gave himself his skill to help him understand the artistic conception of blood and help him embark on his great emperor's road, so that he could save him.

"This skill must be strange. Once I practice, I should fall into his deeper trap, and maybe even become the object of his sacrifice."

"But if I don't practice, I will die here today!"

When Jiang Yun was tangled, the voice of blood impermanence sounded again and said, "I know what you are worried about. I can make an oath. I will let you practice my kung fu, and it will never be for you!"

"Now you may not believe my words, but when you master my impermanence, you will understand that I didn't lie to you!"“ Although your body is really good, I am the emperor of blood. As long as I can get out of trouble, I can easily get a stronger body than you. "“ If you still don't believe it, you might as well read my impermanence! " The voice of blood impermanence no longer sounded, and Jiang Yun had to concentrate on looking at the words in his brain. Soon, Jiang Yun finished reading the skill, which also showed a look of horror in his eyes. He believed the words of blood impermanence. The so-called impermanence is based on spiritual cultivation. Blood gas is blood, which represents the vitality of life. Vigorous blood gas and strong natural vitality. The method of cultivating Qi is actually completed by swallowing and absorbing other people's Qi. Especially in case of injury or loss of strength, swallowing and absorbing other people's blood and gas can not only quickly recover the injury, but also turn other people's blood into their own strength! This alone made Jiang Yun very excited. Any friar, regardless of whether his body is strong or not, the power in his body must have a limit. Once you consume too much, you must rely on Lingshi pill and other things to supplement. It's OK at ordinary times, but if you fight, especially in the face of too many enemies, it's very likely that the speed of replenishing strength can't match the speed of restoring strength. Through the ages, I don't know how many strong people died because of exhaustion! However, if we master impermanence, such a problem will not arise. Because when fighting, you can absorb the blood and Qi of others to supplement your strength. In short, it is to feed the war with war! This is the most suitable for Jiang Yun! At present, Jiang Yun's biggest reliance is the technique of nine to one in addition to foreign objects. Although this technique has great power and can make Jiang Yun burst out several times his own strength, the biggest defect is that once it is used, it will instantly empty all the strength in Jiang Yun's body. It will take at least three or five days to recover. This makes Jiang Yun dare not use this technique easily until the last minute. But if there is uncertainty, it is different! As long as the enemy does not die, as long as they can swallow and absorb the enemy's blood and gas, their own strength will continue, and they can continuously display the art of nine nine to one! In addition, another great advantage of impermanence is quenching body! Harden the body by strengthening blood gas. Even, it can condense a flesh body with the blood of others. The stronger the blood of others, the stronger the condensed flesh. This is why Jiang Yun believes what blood impermanence says. With the strength of blood impermanence, it should be no problem to absorb the blood gas of a prospective emperor, not to mention the great emperor. Then, the flesh condensed by the blood of the quasi emperor is better than his own flesh! After a long time, Jiang Yun murmured, "I have a body of extinction. If I cooperate with this impermanence..." "this impermanence is tailor-made for me!" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.