God of Life and Death

Fang Yue immediately felt the blood boiling in his body, as hot as lava.

In his mind, countless figures appeared, and each figure was constantly practicing advanced martial arts!

Fang Yue carefully counted and found that there were a total of 108 more figures in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Every figure can demonstrate martial arts for him and cultivate it to a profound level.

However, activating the figure and performing martial arts also requires a huge amount of mental strength.

Fang Yue estimated that if he was not fighting on weekdays, he could probably have nine figures running at all times, performing martial arts exercises at extreme speeds.

And if he closes his eyes and practices, he can make all one hundred and eight figures operate with all their strength, reach the peak and perform martial arts at a speed increased one hundred and eight times.

Fang Yue finally understood that the true talent of this blood warrior tribe lies. Although this kind of magical power cannot be directly used in combat, its real value in operation is greater than any martial arts secret book.

Fang Yue's bloodline awakened instantly.

Reached the level of Xuan Level 2!

This is a bloodline talent belonging to the Blood Martial Clan.

"There is a one-level difference in bloodline level, and the gap in talent cannot be measured by reason. I didn't believe this at first, and thought that hard work can make up for this gap to a certain extent. But now I realize that I was totally wrong. wrong!

The difference between the Xuan-level bloodline and the Yellow-level bloodline is as big as heaven and earth. No matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to repair this gap at the bloodline level! "

Fang Yue thought to himself that the ordinary human race was not at the same level as the blood martial arts race in terms of bloodline talents.

Once a practitioner of the Blood Martial Clan awakens his bloodline, he can immediately become a martial arts master, but what about the Human Clan? It takes thousands of times of training on the edge of life and death to achieve the same achievement.

"Fang Yue, this is not necessarily the case. Although the blood talent of the Blood Martial Clan is powerful, it also needs to be supported by a corresponding realm! Because your soul level is transcendent, you can maintain nine figures to practice martial arts at all times, while ordinary The Blood Martial Clan in the Heaven and Earth Realm can only control three figures at the same time to practice martial arts while in seclusion!"

Barrow appeared in Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness and answered his doubts.

During this operation, Barrow has always been dormant in the dark, waiting for the opportunity.

Even he was very interested in it because of the Resurrection Altar.

Life and death are reversed, yin and yang are reversed, this is simply an incredible miracle!

If he can come into contact with the Resurrection Altar and understand the mysterious opportunities within it, he can also immediately have an epiphany and gain incredible creation and insights by analogy.

The Blood Demon King couldn't help but nodded repeatedly when he saw Fang Yue's bloodline reviving.

"Originally, I felt a different kind of aura in your body, so I let your bloodline awaken. To see if you were a spy sent by other ethnic groups! As a result, I gave you a little inspiration, and your bloodline awakened immediately, and you were born One hundred and eight figures of martial artists appeared! This is definitely the blood inheritance of my Blood Martial Clan, there is no mistake! Your identity is worthy of my trust!"

The words of the Blood Demon King made Fang Yue break into a cold sweat.

If it weren't for his Ten Thousand Devouring Demonic Body, which could devour other bloodlines and imitate the talents of any bloodline, he would have been exposed and discovered by the Blood Demon King, and then treated as an enemy by the Blood Demon King and killed immediately!

"I know who you are, you are the ancestor of the Blood Martial Clan who was suppressed by Yin Yang Tianzun back then! Only the most outstanding talents in the Blood Martial Clan can use the word "武" as their surname!

Wu Shentong, weren't you already suppressed by Yin Yang Tianzun with one finger? Why can you come back from the dead! "

The old man in a mandarin jacket spoke in surprise, with thousands of thoughts in his eyes.

The existence of Wu Shentong is recorded in the oldest classics of their family. He and Yin Yang Tianzun were from the same era. It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The two started fighting from the level of the Reincarnation Realm, and then fought endlessly. It was not until he reached the level of the saint that Yin Yang Tian Zun was slightly better than Wu Shentong and completely suppressed him. From then on, the name Wu Shentong was no longer in history!

Wu Shentong sighed slightly: "At that time, I never thought that I could survive. It seems that Yin Yang Tianzun is still kind. Although he killed my physical body, he left a trace of my spiritual thoughts. , gave me a glimmer of hope of resurrection!

This altar is probably prepared for me, so that I can be resurrected and stand in this world again. He also feels that he is invincible and lonely, so he wants to resurrect his old friend! "

The martial arts power spoke, causing the sea creatures, blood eagle clan, and golden giants to all sneer.

"A loser who has disappeared from history is actually thinking about Yin-Yang Tianzun's resurrection altar? If you want to be resurrected, there is no way! You are also a little guard who was left by Yin-Yang Tianzun to guard the resurrection altar. That’s all! You really take yourself seriously!”

Those people all expressed disdain for Wu Shentong.

Losers are destined to be unqualified to compete with him.

Zhang Kui opened his mouth slightly and wanted to speak, but in the end not a word came out.

Yin Yang Tianzun is one of the strongest people in the history of the human race. Even if he ascended to the immortal world and stepped into the heaven, he once swept through thousands of armies and left a great reputation.

He has been invincible since he was a child, and it is rare to find an opponent in the same realm. He fights across several major realms, and killing strong men of the older generation is almost a common occurrence.

Among his peers, someone who can always be his enemy and fight until they are evenly matched is definitely not a sidekick.

"Loser? Yes! I am already the dust of history, a humble loser! Only one person can achieve the path of seeking the truth, and everyone else will become the dust of history! Even if I am resurrected, I will never be able to set foot on it. Heavenly Realm!"

The King of Blood Demons, Wu Shen Tong sighed.

Then he became rickety, showing a hint of aging and decline.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you about this resurrection altar! This blood demon body is also very good! As an older generation, I don't want to participate in the opportunity of the younger generation, but you just called me an ant, but you didn't How dare you say this!"

Wu Shentong sighed again.

This sigh echoed for a long time in the minds of those sea creatures, the Blood Eagle Tribe and the Golden Giant.

When they woke up, they were surprised to find that a full layer of their realm had been shaved off!

His strength suddenly decreased, and even the flow of true energy in his body became stagnant.

"Martial power, using martial arts to gain supernatural power! This is his most famous Yuan-destroying technique. With every move of his hands and feet, he can kill a person's true energy, which can destroy a person's hundreds of years of hard work!"

The old man in mandarin jacket spoke, with a look of deep awe in his eyes.

Even if this martial arts power was once suppressed by Yin Yang Tianzun, even if he was once a loser in history.

But after all, he is a figure who has fought with Yin Yang Tianzun for an era.

His reputation is definitely not one that can be easily insulted by just a cat or a dog!

"My cultivation level has been cut off by a small level. I spent countless resources and hit mountains of gold and silver seas to achieve this!"

"Damn it, damn it. A small level represents my nearly one hundred years of hard work. Originally, I was already a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the Yin and Yang realm! I am only one step away from the realm of the earth, but this life's sighs have turned my All hope is ruined!”

There was a huge explosion among the two major ethnic groups.

This Blood Demon King is simply an out-and-out demon.

On the contrary, the golden giant felt slightly cold and did not dare to say anything.

Such a method is simply unbelievable and unpredictable!

With a sigh, he cut off the cultivation of so many people in a small realm. This is definitely not opportunistic, but a real magical power!

Cutting off the cultivation base is more difficult than killing them.

This also means that this martial arts power has the power to kill them at any time!

At this time, a rumbling sound sounded.

On the ground, an altar finally appeared.

This is a resurrection altar that is completely different from the majestic, exquisite, and delicate appearance in imagination!

This resurrection altar turned out to be just a ball of yellow mud, with countless cracks in it.

It seemed like it would crack and break at any moment!

However, there are wisps of pure life in it, and the breath of death is lingering, which barely maintains the resurrection altar and prevents it from collapsing immediately!

"This is what the Resurrection Altar looks like!"

When Fang Yue first saw the resurrection altar, he was shocked by the complex and mysterious textures composed of the power of life and death!

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the door!

Fang Yue is the typical doorkeeper.

On the yellow mud altar piled randomly, Fang Yue saw countless delicate runes squirming in the altar.

Every rune is so exquisite, like a supernatural power.

Each stroke is a supreme creation. If you understand a little bit of its meaning, you can directly enter the heavenly way of life or the heavenly way of death.

"This resurrection altar is mine!"

Tuoba Lianyun directly snatched it. As the saying goes, fast hands have it but slow hands don't. Once he gets the resurrection altar, he can immediately crush the talisman in his hand and run away. As for the remaining creatures in the ocean world, he can abandon them all.

Because the Resurrection Altar is of great significance, in order to obtain such a thing, it is quite worth the necessary sacrifices!

"Stupid guy!"

The old man in the mantle shook his head slightly, sighed, and turned his head away with his hands behind his back, as if he couldn't bear to see Tuoba Lianyun's miserable end.

Sure enough, Tuoba Lianyun's palm just touched the resurrection altar.

His body immediately exploded and turned into a boy. His soul was scattered, his body was annihilated and turned into the finest dust. He could not die anymore.

"Life and death are a big deal, not to mention the resurrection altar that can reverse life and death. If this thing was really so easy to conquer, my giant family would have taken it away long ago!"

The golden giant shook his head, seemingly sighing at Tuoba Lianyun's stupidity.

This is a strong man in the Yin and Yang realm, and he is a giant among any clan!

And such a giant fell here so easily, and even the body could not be found!

This is regrettable, and at the same time, it makes everyone wary.

The things left by Yin Yang Tianzun are not so easy to take away!

"This altar is mine! I am the inheritor of Yin Yang Tianzun! The yin and yang are reversed, and the altar of resurrection! The objects captured in the void belong to me!"

The old man in the mandarin jacket stretched out his withered palms.

It looks like a dragon or a phoenix's claws.

This is the brilliance of the inheritance of Yin Yang Tianzun. Yin cannot be born without yang, and yang cannot grow without yin. Any method passed down by him is to combine yin and yang, which is authentic and peaceful.