Chapter 1372

In the sea, the grass is luxuriant, the trees are mottled, and there is a luxuriant scenery... Xiaolan is bored walking in the sea, stopping from time to time and shouting at the bottom... However, Xiaoguang, who didn't get into the grass, has been lying motionless below since Kunlun Mountain returned that day, and there is still no movement despite Xiaolan's shouting.

Zifeng has checked it more than once. Under Xiaobai's suggestion, spiritual storm has also been used. It still has no fruit. He can only let it go and wait for Xiaoguang to wake up.

Now we can see that the light spot on Xiaoguang's forehead has been embedded in one-third unconsciously... Maybe you can wake up when the light spot completely enters Xiaoguang's body.

The light of purification is the light that every Poseidon has. As long as it has experienced the "sea family summit", this holiness will be like the glory of Poseidon's blessing, which will envelop Zifeng.

In fact, the "sea clan topping" is the secret of the endless sea. The old dragon turtle can't tell what he can really get from it... But the light of purification is owned by every sea god.

Now Zifeng is sitting quietly in the secret room with his hands flying. Under his urging, the scale as big as a man sends out a glow like the curtain of the sky at dusk. The glow is bright and beautiful. The secret room is like smoke and Xia to the world.

In front of the counter scale, there was a waist high jar, and the pale golden blood was shining brightly... Instead of rushing to hand it, he closed his eyes and recalled every word Xiaoguang said!

"The art of hiding the sky is based on the sky. Steal the numerology, supplement it with Yuan force, entangle it with spiritual consciousness, and force it into it. Then hide its shape, hide its body, block its light and cover its patterns. It is invisible, colorless, tasteless, and breathless, that is, the art of hiding the sky... "

After repeated chewing for several times, under Zifeng's mental power, a drop of viscous blood was level with the line of sight under the traction, and the mental power immediately shrouded the pale golden blood in front of him.

At the moment when the spiritual consciousness just touched, a fierce wind suddenly surged out... The blood of exotic animals, the wonders of heaven and earth, and the aura contained in it, as long as one drop, is enough for a strong general to break through to the realm of the emperor!

The vast spiritual force wrapped the blood tightly, and let it fluctuate again and again, still unmoved.

The spirit consciousness forcibly peeled off the light film on the outer layer of the blood, disordered the fluctuations in the blood, and then drove straight in. After a full stalemate for half a column of incense, this drop of blood was completely incorporated into Zifeng's perception!

Every slightest fluctuation is magnified in his mind... At this moment, Zifeng stands at the talisman gate again and tries to integrate the water, fire and earth talisman lines. Zifeng needs to find the gap in the blood of the old dragon turtle, that is, the gap of fate.

When the divine consciousness was immersed in it, it was found that a drop of blood was also in a world.

In this world, there is a mysterious smell, which seems elusive, but has a wonderful connection with all things in the world... The fluctuation sound in the blood is very small, but it makes Zifeng's heart fluctuate.

"Plop, plop..." even after leaving the old dragon turtle, the fluctuation seems to have not stopped, and it is still contaminated with the smell of life.

Looking at it, Zifeng couldn't help being crazy.

I don't know when the inverse scale in front suddenly emits a dazzling light. Under the light, Zifeng sees a subtle vein in this drop of blood in front of him!

Like the veins of the palm, they exist in this drop of blood!

The veins are so small that even with Zifeng's spiritual strength in the middle of entering the room at the moment, you can only roughly see subtle traces... Is this where the "gap in destiny" lies?

He sank his mind and extended the wisp of spiritual power in the sea, and then penetrated towards the seemingly vague vein... Driven by the purple and mysterious fire, the glow in the inverse scale changed from time to time, but the vein close to him seemed to be separated by thousands of feet, and the spiritual power extended infinitely, It took a long time to touch the fine grain... At the moment Zifeng touched it, he clearly felt that the grain was like a timid little foot. In shock, he shrank towards the rear... After a moment of stalemate, he felt that Zifeng's spiritual consciousness was harmless, leaned up again, and took the initiative to turn around the spiritual consciousness.

Just in front of that vein, the light on the inverse scale was prosperous for a moment, and the world in the whole drop of blood was still in the light!

Without hesitation, the psychic consciousness turned into a long needle and pierced towards the line... A slight sound of "Bo" seemed to come out of a long, narrow and dark corridor, and a sudden sense of openness came to my mind!

When Zifeng came back, he felt as if he were in a piece of blood. There was no liquid around him. But looking around, there was blood floating quietly.

"Is this the world in the blood?" It's like being in the dinghaizhu, only the center is empty, surrounded by turbulent sea water.

Seeing this, Zifeng didn't hesitate. Under the urging of the force of the sea, the crutch emitted a blue light. After the light was reflected against the scale, it could be coerced by the spiritual force, and then instilled into the space in the vein... After about a dozen breaths, the space was full of blue light.

At the moment, under the observation of Zifeng's spiritual consciousness, there is a pale golden liquid outside the blue light. Has the color of blood also changed?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly withdrew his mental strength and looked closely at the drop of blood hanging in the air. The color was still light gold and there was no difference. Under careful perception, there was nothing mixed in the blood... "It's done?" Xiaobai tilted his head and asked Zifeng.

Without response, he dragged the drop of blood to Xiaobai. "Do you smell anything special in this drop of blood?"

After smelling about for a long time, even under the white light, he didn't see anything unusual, shook his head, "I can't see it, but boss, did you really put the purified light in it?" This is the most important thing. If the purified light is not stored in it, or the light dissipates with time, everything Zifeng does at the moment is in vain!

After a deep breath, a wisp of dead gas separated from the insulating gas and wrapped the drop of blood directly... "Poof" at the moment when the dead gas just touched the blood, there was a light sound, but there was a flash of blue light, and then everything was calm!

That ray of light dissipated directly and invisibly... This scene also strengthened Zifeng's confidence!

After that, the fire was fully opened, and every drop of pale golden blood filled the whole line of sight