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Hearing this, Ye Ling hurriedly circulated his martial art. At that moment, it was as if a flame had exploded in his chest, and a strong wave of heat rolled over!

Gulp, gulp, gulp …

The heat wave engulfed the area, causing the water in the surroundings to burst open one after another.

Only now did Ye Ling know the true use of this Bejewelled Elixir. After all, it was used to temper one's body. If not for this sort of concoction, Ye Ling would have exploded long ago.

This cultivation technique was too abnormal. It was not something that a human could practice!

Very soon, Ye Ling successfully entered a meditative state. However, the raging flames within his dantian became more and more intense, and his entire body became a huge furnace, as if his body would explode and die at any moment.

"Crap, how come the Crimson Flame True Fire in this kid's Dantian is so strong?" Yet, this Bejewelled Nectar was unable to suppress the fiery energy in his body? " Jing Wuming's eyelids jumped when he saw this. At this moment, the fire was too intense, it was actually about to evaporate the surrounding liquid.

Once this liquid evaporated, Ye Ling would immediately die.

After all, at this moment, Ye Ling's body was like a huge fireball, and even if Ye Ling were to get close to the steel, he would be melted.

"Damn it!" This was much more ruthless than a frying pan! Just what kind of cultivation technique is this? " At this moment, his entire body and spirit were fighting against the scarlet flame qi. Ye Ling tightly clenched his teeth as beads of sweat dripped down from his face. If he did not have the help of the Bejewelled Body Elixir, he would have already fainted.

"We can't go on like this!" Jing Wuming pursed his lips, then opened his hand and a strong gale swept out.

Not long after, the corpses of over ten Black Tortoise Cultivators were brought back by the strong winds.

This was the group of black clothed cultivators that Jing Wuming had just killed. Even though they had died, their bodies were still filled with vitality.

In reality, cultivating to the Black Tortoise Realm could be said to transcend mortality. After death, one's essence energy surged, and their body would not rot for at least a hundred years.

"With the sky as the furnace! Using a human as a cauldron! "To draw out one's bones and absorb their marrow!" With a low roar, Jing Wuming grabbed at the air with his large hand. Suddenly, a dozen or so gusts of cold wind blew past, throwing them into the churning nectar in an instant.

These were all the remnant souls of cultivators!

Crack, crack, crack … With a crisp sound, a layer of frost formed on the surface of the liquid.

Jing Wuming's men did not delay their movements, their large hands were filled with streams of Essence Qi that rushed forward crazily!

Crack... In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so bodies on the ground shriveled up as if they had been there for thousands of years. The skin began to contract to an extreme degree, and finally, the eyeballs protruded, and the fingernails grew longer, revealing mottled hair.

In the end, they became a dozen or so mummified corpses, as if all their flesh and blood had been sucked out, leaving behind only skin and bones.

At this moment, the scene was extremely horrifying. All one could see was Jing Wuming opening his big hand, and a blood-red ball started spinning crazily in his palm.

BOOM! When the blood colored ball was thrown into the jade liquid, it seemed to bring about a calamity of destruction. A vigorous cold energy sealed everything within, and the jade liquid in the huge copper pot instantly melted into a lump of ice!

"Using blood as a medium …" Ye Ling was in a trance, yet he managed to utter such profound words through his Adam's apple. Following which, a strange bird cry echoed out.

The sound was very strange, rising up to the ninth level of the Heavens, like the king of the Heavens, illuminating all the ages!

BOOM! A mass of flames actually started burning on Ye Ling's body!

Pah pah pah pah pah … The ice exploded! The surrounding nectar boiled once more!

At this moment, Ye Ling was in a strange situation. His entire body was scarlet red and his eyes were tightly shut. Numerous balls of flame ruthlessly burned on his body!

"That's right!" That's it! To cultivate the Vermillion Bird Battle Physique! His entire body was filled with Vermillion Bird's true flames! That's it! It's going to be a success! " Jing Wuming was so excited that he could not control himself. At this moment, his words seemed to be incoherent.

After waiting for a full sixty percent, it was finally going to be completed!

"No, this brat's fire is not enough!" Hehe, let this daddy add fuel to your fire! " Jing Wuming revealed a sly smile, and opened his palm!

BOOM! The entire mine was filled with thunder and lightning. A huge tribulation cloud appeared, and dense black clouds crazily swept out, finally forming a huge whirlpool. It was a very apocalyptic scene.

"What's that?" This terrifying scene immediately attracted the attention of many black-clothed cultivators. One of the cultivators raised his head to look at the sky, revealing an astonished expression.

Such a constellation was definitely extraordinary.

Pop! A pair of pitch-black hands suddenly condensed from the thunderclouds. With a swipe of the hand, more than ten Black Tortoise Realm black-clothed cultivators were grabbed. Then, a cold wind swept out and these dozen people instantly disappeared.

"Enemy attack …" "Enemy attack …" Seeing this scene, many of the cultivators were greatly shocked as they crazily roared, each and every one of them being on their guard.

"What kind of major power is he?" "Set up the formation!" The leader of the black clothed men shouted again and again. His figure flew up like an owl, and hundreds of Black Tortoise Cultivators teamed up together to set up the formation. In an instant, tens of millions of spiritual tools shot out, ruthlessly slaughtering the thundercloud!

Sou sou sou sou!

Such a violent and violent sword Qi was something even Tianwu experts would have to avoid. After all, this was more than a hundred Xuanwu cultivators, it was not something easy to deal with.

However, what happened next shocked these Black Tortoise Cultivators.

Dong! His large hand wrapped around the sword, bringing with it boundless pressure, completely enveloping the myriad of sword Qis. Following that, a voice that shook the heavens resounded, "You've actually drawn the sword on me. You're courting death!"

"Senior!" My Nine Yin Devil Sect has no enmity with senior … " The leader's face was bitter as he begged for mercy, hoping to gain some valuable time.

However, that big hand didn't care at all. It opened its mouth wide and grabbed another hundred Black Tortoise Cultivators before stopping.

"Quickly notify the Commander!" A bunch of Black Tortoise Cultivators were in a frenzy. At this moment, their faces were deathly pale. They felt that this hand was simply above everything else, a power above Black Tortoise.

His large hand swept away hundreds of Black Tortoise Cultivators. Only then did he stop and gradually retract his hand.

Even Ye Ling would not have thought that this old man would go out of his way to kill up to a hundred Xuan Wu just for his sake.

The Nine Yin Devil Sect was also a king level sect. Rumor has it that there were experts that had transcended the Heaven realm. However, this old man seemed to not care at all. He truly did not know who he was.

BOOM! The strong Profound Qi rushed into Ye Ling's Sea of Consciousness.

This was the aura of hundreds of Xuan Wu Realm cultivators! If it was an ordinary cultivator, their body would have exploded long ago. However, at this moment, Ye Ling's body was very strange, and he had the aura of a hundred rivers flowing in a sea.

The surging Qi was actually absorbed by him!

BOOM! A faint image of a Vermilion Bird rose from Ye Ling's back as it howled in madness, as though it was trying to break free from all the restraints.

At this moment, a grand thought resounded in Ye Ling's mind.

"I want this sky, it can't stop me anymore!" I want this place, I can't stop me anymore! "

BOOM! Thoughts flew everywhere!

"What's going on?" The more Jing Wuming waited, the more anxious he became. Why hasn't Ye Ling succeeded yet?

This didn't make sense. Logically speaking, he should have already succeeded.

"No one has been able to cultivate this Vermillion Bird battle form for over a thousand years. This boy is the best candidate. What is going on …" Jing Wuming was puzzled, but he suddenly thought of something.

The nameless ancient book had it that cultivators who wanted to master the Vermillion Bird Battle Body had to first possess the Vermillion Bird bloodline.

"Sigh!" How could I forget about that! " Jing Wuming slapped his forehead in regret as he plopped down on the ground.

He felt a deep sense of loss after his hopes failed.

"Am I really going to fail today?" "After waiting here for 60 years and finding such a good body with great difficulty, am I going to fail just like this?" Jing Wuming muttered to himself. Then, he looked at Ye Ling with a trace of pity in his eyes, "Brat, don't blame me. I did not mean to harm you. Blame me for being negligent. How can there be any Vermillion Bird bloodline in this world? "Brat, if you have any revenge or you don't take revenge, you can leave it to me tonight. As long as you don't assassinate the heads of the four academies, this old man will do everything right for you."

"You brat, you must have a good place. Don't worry, I will find you a place with good Feng Shui treasures later. However, in this black mountain, the evil cultivators are the only ones …" Jing Wuming seemed to have thought of something as he grinned, "Little kid, it's better if you're a virgin. Relax, I'll burn two pretty girls for you later."

Originally, Ye Ling was completely still, leaving only the raging flames of the Primordial Flame burning within him. However, Jing Wuming's words were truly strange. Ye Ling trembled, his lips slightly parted as he vaguely scolded, "You old glass, are you looking forward to my death?"

"Kid, you can still speak?" Jing Wuming opened his eyes wide, his face filled with joy.

"Old Glass, you're going to kill me!" As Ye Ling's voice became softer and softer, the Crimson Flame Primordial Fire fiercely burned his dantian.

His dantian felt like it was about to break, and the primordial flames wrapped around it in an instant.

The seven gods were hiding in the deepest part of his dantian, glowing with splendor! In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Flame Primordial Fire surged towards Shen Cang!

BOOM!

At this moment, Ye Ling's entire being seemed to have undergone a qualitative change!

Water splashed out as Ye Ling subconsciously floated into the air! An even larger shadow appeared. It was actually the strange bird that was hidden in the godly treasure!

The moment each Divine Stash was formed, a strange bird appeared. However, the moment it appeared, it disappeared as fast as it came. Ye Ling had never been able to touch it.

This scene shocked Jing Wuming so much that his jaw almost dropped, "Motherf * cker, Vermillion Bird True Soul, just what kind of weirdo is this brat!"

BOOM! The Crimsonflame True Fire rippled outwards as it frantically merged with each other.

Ye Ling could only feel an unbearable itch. His whole body was filled with tempering blood, and drops of it were gushing out from his skin.

Rolling blood dyed the milky white liquid red.

In an incense's time, all of the blood in Ye Ling's body was drained clean.

Logically speaking, a person would die completely if they lost their blood. Even if they were cultivators, they still had to rely on their physical bodies to cultivate.

However, at this moment, Ye Ling did not feel any discomfort. Instead, a strong sense of danger arose within him.

Plop … Plop …

A dull but powerful sound followed. It was the sound of a heart beating!

Gulu... The seven divine scriptures unleashed their power in unison, causing thick blood to flow out from Ye Ling's body.