fishing the heavens

Chapter 971
Beifeng's mind was shaken. Such a terrifying existence might be able to compete with the real dragon in its heyday, but it finally fell.

"It just makes me wonder why this blood also increases the dragon blood in my body?"

Beifeng said to himself, this is something that Beifeng can't understand. Obviously this blood is not related to dragon blood, but it can increase the amount of dragon blood in his body.

Beifeng couldn't figure it out, and then suddenly activated the ancestral blood in his body. The ancestral blood turned into a small dragon, which instantly swam out of the heart, appeared in the stomach, and directly swallowed this trace of blood!
The trace of blood that Beifeng couldn't refine originally was refined in an instant after being wrapped in dragon's blood.

And half a drop of ancestral blood condensed in an instant!
Beifeng couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore. With the blood of these bugs, the ancestral blood in his body recovered very quickly.

After just a few bottles of blood, the ancestral blood in Beifeng's body has reached eighteen drops, forming a perfect cycle. As the heart beats, traces of blood mist flow along the blood and flow all over the body, allowing Beifeng's body to be tempered all the time. , become stronger!
When the ancestral blood in Beifeng's body recovered to eighteen drops, Beifeng drank several bottles of blood again, but it melted into the sea like water droplets without causing waves.

"The reason why eighteen drops of ancestral blood can be recovered so quickly is because it has already reached eighteen drops. Even without the blood of these bugs, it will recover. The blood recovers quickly, but it is not a factor to increase the difficulty."

Beifeng was not in a hurry, and understood that recovery was not at the same level as the difficulty of the original increase.

There are a lot of three-color blood in his hand, and there is even a bottle of five-color blood. As for the rest of the black, silver, and golden blood, they are piled up like a mountain.

Beifeng is not afraid of consumption. In order to add a drop of ancestral blood, even if all the blood is consumed, it is worthwhile in Beifeng's view.

Because apart from this method, Beifeng currently has no other way to increase the ancestral blood in his body.

If he wanted to increase the ancestral blood in his body, from Bei Feng's point of view, he might have to wait until he broke through to the Emperor Conferred Realm before he could awaken more blood.

There are only [-] drops of blood in Beifeng's body, but these [-] drops of ancestral blood are incomparably pure dragon blood, which is different from the [-]% blood in the body of the double-headed flood dragon.

The meaning of [-]% bloodline does not mean that [-]% of the blood in the body of the double-headed flood dragon can be dragon blood, and the [-]% blood will never be able to extract a drop of real dragon blood!
This is the preciousness of the dragon's blood, but Beifeng also can't figure it out, the offspring of the real dragon and other creatures can't be 100% pure blood, such as the first generation of the real dragon's descendants can have at most [-]% of the blood!
And as a generation of heirs combines with other races, the bloodline of the born heirs will decline again!
But the blood in his body is real dragon blood!
This is what Beifeng can't understand. It stands to reason that only the heirs born from the combination of real dragons and real dragons can have perfect bloodlines.

Even if there are many myths and stories about dragons circulating in the earth's Huaguo, they even claim to be the descendants of dragons, but it is too strange.

This thought flashed through Beifeng's mind. The more he knew, the more he felt that he didn't know enough.

In the second half of the night, no monsters with blind eyes came over again, and many monsters would be killed by the north wind as soon as they stepped into a radius of ten miles.

Later, the monsters seemed to understand, knowing that this place was a restricted area, and no monsters with eyes open approached.

"Da da!"

In the middle of the night, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds. Bean-sized raindrops fell and hit the leaves. At first, there were a few sporadic sounds, and then they became one piece!
No matter how the treetops swayed, Beifeng's body still undulated slightly, constantly moving with the treetops, and he never had the slightest intention of falling.

Countless raindrops were directly evaporated by the huge power of Qi and blood in Beifeng's body before they got close to Beifeng for [-] meters!
The sound of ticking, ticking, raindrops hitting the leaves was full of charm, making Beifeng feel as if he had been baptized physically and mentally, and at the same time, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

Beifeng restrained his blood and let the raindrops hit him.

A mysterious aura floated around Beifeng.

The entire mountain forest was shrouded in hazy mist, and the roars of monsters came and went one after another.

Jiaolong was very happy, he got into the rain curtain in an instant, and let the raindrops fall on his body.

Then Jiaolong recovered his body in an instant, went straight into Qingming, and rushed into the clouds.

Occasionally, pieces of scales the size of a millstone are exposed in the clouds, exuding bursts of coercion.

The flood dragon that exposed its body is extremely huge, its body is like a mountain, with a diameter of hundreds of meters!
After making a fuss for a while, he returned to Beifeng listlessly, let out a small cry, and fell into a deep sleep.

But Beifeng is always refining the blood of the bugs, and the ancestral blood in his body has also begun to grow!
"Cuckoo!"

A monster as big as a mountain and like a rooster fluttered its wings, jumped onto a huge ancient tree and croaked.

The first ray of dawn was ushered in between heaven and earth, and then the darkness quickly receded.

Beifeng also opened his eyes, with a little tiredness in his eyes.

"It's also physical work."

Beifeng stood up and stretched, with a smile on his face.

In just one night, the dragon blood in his body grew beyond Bei Feng's imagination!
At this time, in the platinum heart, 23 drops of ancestral blood are shining brightly, each drop is extremely heavy and full of holiness.

A total of five drops of ancestral blood increased in one night, which may not seem like much, but it has actually made a lot of progress!
Correspondingly, the blood of those bugs in Beifeng's hands was also consumed a lot, and all the black and silver blood had been used up.

At this moment, what was left in Beifeng's hands was the golden worm blood and the three-color and five-color worm blood.

"If this continues, before the blood is used up, I am afraid that even if the ancestral blood in my body does not reach 72 drops, I am afraid it will not be far off."

Beifeng's eyes were bright, and the blood of the ancestors became more difficult to increase as he went to the back.

Beifeng used 19 parts of worm blood when adding No.70 drops of ancestral blood, but used more than [-] parts of worm blood when it reached [-] drops of ancestral blood!
Eighteen drops of blood can only be said to be enough for entry, while 36 drops is equivalent to a small entry, 72 drops is a great achievement, and after that is a complete entry, 360 five drops of ancestral blood are required!
And this realm is all about getting started, and it's just the initial development of one's own physique.

Beifeng is more interested in the underground bugs, and these bugs are not so ferocious and disgusting to Beifeng.

The sky is bright, the earth is completely new after the rain last night, the leaves of the trees are gratifyingly green, and many fungi grow in the jungle.

The big crack in the distance is covered by a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

The destination of Beifeng and others, Blue Moon Valley, is within this huge crack.

After a day of recuperation, Qingtianwei's combat power has recovered, and the five earth emperors' auras have gradually become stronger. Using the power of the small world is not only a kind of damage to the small world, but also a heavy burden to the warrior's body. burden.

Fortunately, the time to use the power of the small world is not too long, and it can be adjusted with a little cultivation.

The rest of the Qingtianwei were more seriously injured, and they might not be able to recover to their prime within half a month.

(End of this chapter)