Chapter 67 Blood clotting Level 6!

In the decisive battle at the top of the mountain, Su Ming and Ye Wang broke out all their power crazily. Su Ming's blood and fire were piled up, and Ye Wang forcibly absorbed his grandfather's blood. Most of the people in the square under the mountain did not know the details.

But at this moment, with the decisive battle reaching the most intense level, the crowd in the square, their emotions have also reached the peak!

"Dragon and tiger fight!! This is the real battle between dragons and tigers!!!"

"Ye Wang went straight from 845 to 861, but Mosu also chased after him. He was pulled away from the 20th and 30th level to 8259, only two levels away from Ye Wang!!"

"They, who can be the first!!"

The sound of discussion, the sound of an uproar, and the sound of exclamation are constantly raised in this square. The excitement and expectation of the crowd have ignored all the complexity at this moment, but have become single. They want to know who is the first!!!

Who is the first! This question, in the circle of the first 50 scorching sun, also set off a storm. Their excitement is not much less than that of others. The more they know Ye Wang, the more they know the pressure on the peak and the terrible pressure of more than 800 steps, the more excited they are.

"Ye Wang has been the first for several times in a row. This time... Can he still keep it!!"

"This Mosu is really... too strong! He actually forced Ye Wang to be so close, only two levels away!"

"I thought that Ye Wang was the first person to be worthy of the rule of my Fengzhen tribe in all directions, and no one else could compare with him, but today... I know I underestimated others!"

Compared with these people, the leaders of those tribes have stood up one by one and stared at the statue. Their look is no longer a simple shock, but a shock and fock!

"Is this Mosu from that tribe?"

"Who is this son!!"

"If he really overwhelms Ye Wang, for Feng Zhen, his vibration must be great!"

"Mosu, no matter what the ranking is, after today, no one knows!"

Bei Ling clenched his fist excitedly. There seemed to be a voice shouting and roaring in his heart. He hoped that Mosu would win!! Ula, with a red face with excitement, stood up for a long time, staring at the competition between the first and the second!

And Chen Chong looked at the name of Mo Su on the statue in a daze. At this moment, if someone told him that before the first level was opened, Su Ming had surrounded him with a group of people, watching him talking and laughing, and watching him walking towards Bai Ling, he would never believe it!

Bi Su clenched his fist and stared at the statue, with his eyes showing anger and crazy jealousy. He always believed that the glory that belongs to Mo Su now should have belonged to himself, and it was taken away by Mo Su's life!

In the far corner, Jing Nan's expression could no longer calm down, but showed shock. He was also shocked. Looking at the noun on the statue and Ye Wang's sudden explosion, he could guess that Ye Wang must have forcibly absorbed the blood.

"What kind of identity is this Su Ming... What kind of blood does he have... He... He has such potential!" Jing Nan took a deep breath, and the shock of his expression could not be concealed.

"Mo Sang, he... Is he really the Prince of Dayu?" Jing Nan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

Mo Sang smiled and did not open his mouth. In fact, his heart could not calm down at this moment, but set off a big wave.

At this moment, on the high mountain, the fog rolled, the mountain peak shook, and the roar from the top of the mountain became clearer and clearer. The roar seemed to contain an indescribable meaning.

Su Ming's whole body trembled and looked crazy. His right index finger is now pressed on his right eye, and half of his right pupil has been stained with blood!

The difficulty of the third blood fire was beyond Su Ming's expectation. He didn't expect that with such a powerful pressure from the outside world in this place, it has not been completed yet.

Compared with the previous two, the first two are not comparable at all, as if the third of these nine blood and fires is a level, which is a bottleneck!

He stood on the eight hundred and fifty-nine steps, which was still not the place he longed for. At this moment, Su Ming's whole body seemed to set off a flame, and the blood in his body seemed to be making some kind of change, from ordinary blood to fire!

The severe pain in the body and the oppression of the outside world made Su Ming even want to give up, but when he remembered the crisis of the tribe, he remembered the old face of the old man who hid his worries. Su Ming could hold back all the pain!

He wants to become stronger, he wants to help Grandpa, he wants to protect his home and his tribe!! He wants to kill the enemy for the tribe. He wants to use blood to tell the enemy, Wushan, don't trample on it!

Su Ming let out a roar, as if to vent the pain from the roar. In the roar, his right index finger continued to erase it on the pupil of his right eye, slowly, but with its firmness and determination!

At this moment, no matter who wants to stop Su Ming's determination to guard the tribe and protect the clan, it will become Su Ming's deadly hatred in his life!!

His eyes were burning like flames. Su Ming raised his steps and walked forward crazily, step by step... From the 8 59 steps, he walked to 8600, 861, 8 62, 863... until he reached 877!!

His body spewed out blood fog again, and his limit... has arrived!

Eight hundred and seventy-seven, his limit, he can't go up again!

"The blood fire is burning!!" At this extreme moment, Su Ming looked up to the sky and let out a roar. While the roar echoed, the moon in the sky burst out the brightest light of the night. The moonlight fell directly from the sky and poured into Su Ming's body when no one could see it.

The mountain at Su Ming's feet roared and shook, and the fog rolled up in an unprecedented intensity, covering all these directions, faintly, as if it had turned into a strange shape.

seems to be a huge beast, but it is vague and can't be seen clearly.

With the vibration of the whole mountain, the indescribable strange breath burst out from then on. With Su Ming's place as the center, it rushed to him. The moment it got into his body, Su Ming's right index finger completely dyed his right pupil red!!

Blood and fire are burning, the third time, done!

There was a loud roar from Su Ming's body, but he saw that all the blood lines of his body floated out, and a large number of blood lines increased. The appearance of blood lines made Su Ming's strong feeling of his whole body stronger and stronger.

Almost in an instant, Su Ming's blood line exceeded 109. With his roar, he suddenly broke through the fifth level of the blood clotting realm and reached the sixth level!

Blood clotting, the sixth layer!!

The blood line was still increasing, and one by one emerged. Su Ming raised his foot and walked towards the seven steps. As soon as his footsteps fell, the whole mountain shook again. The strange breath kept pouring in. Su Ming walked to the seven steps and continued!

Eight hundred and eighty-three, eight hundred and eighty-five, eight hundred and eighty-nine... Until he reached the eight hundred and ninety-nine steps, Su Ming's blood line directly reached one hundred and fifty-six!!

In his body, all the qi and blood seemed to turn into flames, as if his body contained a fire that wanted to burn the world, but in his eyes, the shadow of the blood moon slowly dispersed and was deeply hidden, as if once the blood and fire burned for the third time, it would be restrained and not reveal anything!

At this point, the art of fire and barbarism is considered small! Su Ming raised his foot and suddenly stepped out and stood on the 900 steps. He stood here and looked up. In his position, he could see a statue of a beast lying on the top of the mountain not far away.

An unspeakable feeling permeated Su Ming's body and mind. The beast looked like a tiger, but it had two huge wings, as if to struggle to fly, but countless chains locked it, full of strong resentment, revealing a desolate.

He looked at the beast statue, and there was a faint feeling that the beast statue was also looking at himself. One person, one beast, at the top of the mountain, nearly a hundred steps apart, as if looking at each other silently through the years.

For a long time, Su Ming closed his eyes. He could feel that on the beast statue, there was a breath that made him familiar, which belonged to... fire...

This is a wild beast!

With his eyes closed, Su Ming also felt that the ninth level was exactly what he longed to find. The seventh place, the place where the pressure was balanced, stood here. The 156 blood lines on his body were quickly scattered with his heartbeat. At this dawn, it was about to disperse, and at the moment when it was dawn, Su Ming, finally It is quenched.

Ye Wang's hair was loose, and his expression reached the extreme madness. He did not take ten steps, and he would not hesitate to bombard his chest. The horn was getting lighter and lighter, and the red light on his body was also getting lighter and lighter. He walked at all costs. His pride and his respect made him unable to lose!!

Eight hundred and eighty-one, eight hundred and eighty-two... Until eight hundred and ninety-seven, eighty-nine... Ye Wang's right hand suddenly bombarded his chest, and the horned totem scattered at this moment. After it completely disappeared, it was exchanged for its last power, which filled Ye Wang's whole body, and let Ye Wang On the stairs, he took a few more steps and stepped on 950 steps.

At this moment, Ye Wang spit out blood and slowly fell down. The token in his hand fell off and left him. It turned into a black fog that swept Ye Wang and disappeared on the peak.

The whole mountain peak, now only Su Ming is left!

There was a dead silence around, and the square was also silent. When Ye Wang appeared in the square, he was in a coma. In the gloomy look of Jingnan, someone came forward and quickly helped Ye Wang up and helped him adjust his breath in the corner.

On the nine statues, only one name has not become gray...

Second, Mosu, the 900th level.

Everyone is waiting...

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This is the eighth update!! I can't stand it anymore. I just slept for a while. Let me see how much more I can write.

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