Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 81 No! (Third Update Please Recommend!)

At the seventh level of the blood coagulation realm, the minimum number of blood lines required is two hundred and forty-three!

At the current speed, its blood lines have reached 224, which is only 19 lines away from the seventh level of blood coagulation realm! This speed of climbing is extremely shocking to anyone. It is different from the improvement of Su Ming's cultivation when he climbed Fengzhen Mountain. After all, on Fengzhen Mountain, Su Ming paid attention to every detail. The method seems to have improved a lot, but in fact it still follows the principle of step-by-step, increasing the blood line bit by bit.

But now, it’s completely different! At this moment, Su Ming's bloodline in his body was forcibly raised, and the large amount of Luo Yun's juice surged up. After Luo Yunye swallowed it to the limit, he forcibly absorbed a drop of Kaichen's blood.

Except for him, Su Ming, no rational person would ever do this to improve his cultivation in this way. After all, this kind of thing would be fatal to oneself! Otherwise, wouldn't many people use this method to make themselves stronger?

But Su Ming, does he have any other choice... Either he can endure it and not think about the safety of the tribe, not to think about the life and death of his people, not to think about whether grandpa can come back, not to think about what his family may be facing. Genocide.

Don't think about anything, just care about your own well-being, stay here, wait silently, there may be suffering, confusion and bitterness, but there will be no danger to your life.

Perhaps this was the right thing to do, and this was also the path pointed out to him by his grandfather.

After all, in the eyes of many people, he, Su Ming, was just a weakling. He would only die if he went back, so what effect could he have?

But Su Ming did not allow himself to choose this path. Everything he had become stronger before was for the sake of the tribe. He also had cowardice in his character, but this cowardice was deeply hidden, and when he encountered something like this, this cowardice immediately dissipated. What replaced him was Su Ming's determination and persistence!

Growing up, most of the people in the tribe were very kind to him. There were his friends there, familiar tribesmen, the grandmother in the tribe who took care of his life when he was young, and his grandfather and grandfather who taught him how to speak. Those kind-hearted people in the clan, and every bit of his sixteen years, he could not be ruthless and unjust.

He cannot clearly know that there is a crisis in the tribe, but he can remain indifferent in order to survive. He cannot clearly know that the tribe may be facing life and death but still hold back. When the clan was exterminated, one person was still waiting silently.

He is a boy, a boy under seventeen years old, and he is also afraid of death... He doesn't understand any big principles, but he understands that the tribe is his home!

Now that his homeland is in crisis, he must not, must not turn a blind eye. Even if he dies, he will die in the war to protect his homeland!

This is Su Ming.

He may be impulsive, leading to madness, and perhaps his madness is incomprehensible to many people and needs to be questioned, but all of this exists in his bones. He has long regarded Osanbe as his own. Home.

His family is in crisis, his friends are facing life and death, and his grandfather may never be seen again. His family members who have always been kind since childhood seem to be crying. Can he... not be crazy...

Su Ming looked up to the sky and roared, his whole body trembling. The barbaric blood that was constantly being absorbed by him was quickly integrated into his blood. Under his subtle control, it spread crazily, causing the blood lines in his body to become vital again. Signs of climbing.

Su Ming's eyes were blood red and his expression was ferocious. The madness revealed in that terrifying look made him look like a ghost now. With the majestic blood lines in his body, a powerful force surged through Su Ming's body, causing his body to tremble. Roaring back, he rushed out again from retreating. This time, he used his body and his shoulders to hit the sealed door instead of using his head or fists.

With a bang, Su Ming's whole body slammed against the door. The door shook, and several cracks appeared again in the ice and snow image formed by the seal outside.

But this seal was placed by Grandpa Mo Sang. How could it be easily opened by Su Ming? Grandpa's purpose was very clear, which was to restrict Su Ming's steps and prevent him from going into danger, but to wait here!

However, Grandpa made a mistake. He did not expect that Su Ming would be so determined and do such crazy things in order to get out of here. Even Grandpa did not expect this.

He could only guess that Su Ming would not give in, but with Su Ming's cultivation level, he would not be able to leave this room! In Grandpa's eyes, Su Ming will always be a child.

Tears flowed from Su Ming's eyes. The tears merged with the blood, making it look like tears of blood. However, Su Ming still did not give up. He took a few steps back and rushed forward again. The roar continued, and Su Ming roared madly. , hitting the door with his body.

In this impact, the blood lines in his body increased again, 227, 231, 233!

Boom boom boom! ! The whole room shook, as if it was about to collapse, as if the room had turned into a cage at this moment, with a powerful beast sealed inside it. But at this moment, the cage was unable to bear the struggle of the beast, and on the door The ice and snow are quite similar. There are more and more cracks at the moment, and a lot of snow falls. It seems that it can explode at any time, but it still exists!

"I want to protect the tribe..." Su Ming's vision was blurred, and his mind was not clear. However, in this blur and lack of clarity, there was an amazing persistence. He murmured, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he hit again. go.

The roar echoed, and due to the impact, the blood lines in Su Ming's body increased again, from the 233 lines to 237 lines due to the barbarian blood that was being rapidly absorbed in the body!

"I want to go back to the tribe..." Su Ming was desperate and bumped into the door again. The roaring sound had echoed for a long time. The cracks in the door had widened a lot. The entire door Now it's all blood. That blood belongs to Su Ming. That blood represents Su Ming's persistence!

"I want to fight for the tribe!!!" Su Ming yelled, bumped into it again, and pressed hard with his head. The moment he hit the door, the blood line in Su Ming's body directly flowed from the One hundred and thirty-seven lines burst out, and the moment it reached two hundred and forty-three, a majestic force of breakthrough emerged from Su Ming's body.

This power was the explosion that occurred when he broke through the sixth level of the blood coagulation realm and entered the seventh level. This power emerged in Su Ming's body, followed the impact of his body, and completely blasted into the door.

The roaring sound was shocking, and the door shook violently. However, with a click, the disciple was pushed half way open, and the ice and snow outside broke into pieces with a bang, and a large amount of snow splashed out. , making this statue look like it is already broken and incomplete!

But the power of the forbidden seal is still there, but it seems to have reached the limit of its seal!

Blood spilled from the corner of Su Ming's mouth, he staggered back, and raised his head suddenly. The two hundred and forty-three blood lines in his body burst out with blood light. The speed in the blood light filled his whole body with a violent aura and power. Pressure, at this moment, he has stepped directly from the sixth level of blood coagulation to the seventh level!

Blood coagulation realm, seventh level!

From the seventh floor to the eighth floor, 399 bloods are needed. Once you step into the eighth floor, you have become a barbarian at the peak of the middle stage of blood coagulation! Take another step and step into the ninth level, which can be called the late stage of blood coagulation realm!

We must know that in the entire Wushan tribe, as far as Su Ming knows, Liaoshou and Shanhen are both at the eighth level of blood coagulation. As for the clan leader, his cultivation is higher than these two people. Su Ming guessed that even if he is not at the ninth level of blood coagulation, Layers must also be infinitely close.

It can be seen from this that the power of the eighth layer of blood coagulation also explains the scarcity of the seventh layer below it! In the entire Wushan tribe, there are people at the seventh level of coagulation, but the limited number of people are of the clan leader's generation, and most of them are now the deputy leaders of the hunting team.

Among the juniors, Su Ming at this moment is undoubtedly the number one person in the Wushan tribe! Although, this was his forcible promotion regardless of the fatal crisis, and it was very unstable.

But Su Ming didn't care anymore. He saw hope, saw the vibration of the door, and saw the broken ice and snow statue formed by the seal outside. At this moment, he rushed out again and bombarded the door.

But even though the door seemed to be blasted open, and the ice and snow statue outside was even more dilapidated, no matter how hard Su Ming hit it, it still didn't break open amidst the constant bombardment. Obviously, with the blood coagulation realm, The seventh level of cultivation is not not enough to break Grandpa's seal, but it's just a little bit short!

But now, Su Ming has reached his limit, and the sky is full of wind and snow, and there is no bright moon. In such weather, it is impossible for him to use the power of the moonlight to ignite blood and fire again!

Although the wind and snow are now showing signs of weakening, it seems that it will stop in a short time. By then, perhaps the moon in the sky will still be visible, but if we wait, the passage of time will Torture was something Su Ming could not accept.

He was so crazy just to get out of this room as fast as possible and use his ultimate speed to return to the tribe. If he delayed, he didn't dare to think about the disaster that might happen...

Seeing that the door could not be fully opened, Su Ming felt despair in his eyes. He staggered back with a sad smile on his face, but he did not give up yet. Under a shrill roar, Su Ming's body was all 240 The three blood lines are constantly moving with the circulation of Qi and blood in his body.

"My heart beats to the smallest detail... My heart beats to the smallest detail!!" Su Ming's expression was ferocious. The subtle control method he had learned in Fengzhen Mountain fully exploded at this moment, and he saw 243 different signs on his body. The blood lines dissipated one by one, two hundred and fifteen, one hundred and eighty-six, one hundred and sixty-two... until ninety-three, seventy-five, forty-seven...

Finally, when the blood lines all over his body disappeared one by one and only one was left, Su Ming raised his head, his eyes showing a terrifying persistence.

"Grandpa...you can't stop me from returning to the tribe!" Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. After a moment, when he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw that there was only one blood line left on his body, and suddenly he was extremely violent. At a fast speed, the red light continues to emit stronger and stronger!

This is not a blood line. As its red light becomes stronger and stronger, this is clearly Su Ming's subtle control technique. In this blood line, more blood lines continue to overlap and appear. Almost instantly, that The red glow of the blood line seems to have reached its extreme. This blood line looks like one, but in fact, it is 243 blood lines overlapping together!

This is an explosion of subtlety!

"I want to return to the tribe. I, Su Ming, am a member of the Wushan tribe in life. If I die, I will be a member of the Wushan tribe!!" Su Ming clenched his fist, and one of the two hundred and forty-three blood lines in his body was overlapping. In that bloody light, distortion seemed to spread, heading straight for Su Ming's right fist.

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