The stars are sparse at night, and the wind blows on your face.

The master and apprentice left the room and found a secluded place.

Luo Feng stood on the open space, and was an old lunatic a hundred meters away.

The old madman carried his hands behind his back and said with a serious expression, "You have just opened the eighth-level vein gate, but you have not fully grasped it. You just stimulated it in special circumstances. This is why Long Yunfei couldn't see that you were eighth-level

.”

"Well, I know, Master, please help me see what level I can achieve with the Di family bloodline now."

"bring it on."

Luo Feng nodded, and his eyes suddenly burst into blood.

The first level of the Di family bloodline was opened, and the bloodline appeared on Luo Feng's body, and blood mist filled the body.

The second level of the Di family bloodline is opened, and Luo Feng's eyes are scarlet that should be in the second level, and the blood patterns are more gorgeous and extraordinary.

"Well, it's OK. Now try to open the eighth-level pulse gate at the same time. Remember what I want is at the same time."

Luo Feng slowly closed his eyes to suppress the violent emotions brought by the Di family's bloodline.

The eighth-level vein sect belongs to the gate of human potential.

Luo Feng's consciousness wandered in his body, looking for an opportunity to stimulate the eighth-level meridian sect at the same time.

As a breeze blows by, the moment the fallen leaves fall down, a lightning flashes through the darkness.

"Finally found!"

Luo Feng suddenly opened his bloody eyes.

‘Bang bang bang…”

The eight blood-red ripples were sourced by Luo Feng and exploded in all directions.

Suddenly the blood mist rioted, and the strong wind blew thousands of miles away, blowing the grass towards the direction where Luo Fengzi was.

"Is this the war rhythm generated by the transmission of the Emperor's bloodline and the eighth-level vein sect?"

It is rumored that the Emperor's bloodline combined with the eighth-level vein gate will produce a sound that resounds throughout the world, just like the sound of an ancient war drum.

At this time, Luo Feng was above the source of blood, and the eight ripples were vibrating at high frequency, like a perpetual motion machine, constantly boiling the power of the Di family's bloodline.

The sound resounded throughout the world, the heaven and earth were turbulent, and it lasted for a long time.

"What a strong power, it's even more terrifying than what I had before with Di Wushuang's seventh-level vein gate!" Luo Feng felt the swelling and pain in his body.

That was the first time that a brand new force rushed in Luo Feng's body, causing discomfort.

"Master, this is so powerful. Is this the second level of the Di family bloodline? Now am I as powerful as Di Wushuang?" Luo Feng was so excited that he was overwhelmed.

An unprecedentedly powerful force in the body, and unpredictable power surged in every cell, making Luo Feng feel like he was comparable to the world.

"It's not enough," the old madman did not show any joy. "You are the highest in your strength but the level of the Sanyou Cave, and you are not even a little worse than Di Wushuang."

"What?" Luo Feng was stunned, "I feel so strong, why can there be only Sanyou Cave?"

In Luo Feng's conservative estimate, there must be five caves, right?

"Don't be narcissistic, you are just the blessing of the Di family's bloodline. Adrenaline affects your judgment and makes you look particularly excited."

"Is that true?" Luo Feng was disappointed.

"Master, why is there such a big gap between me and Di Wushuang? Is it really because my basic qualities are worse than him?"

"Fuck, you kid, I'm training. Your body is a weapon that is unparalleled in thousands, and it's perfect. In a sense, your basic qualities are better than those of Di Wushuang."

"But why is the gap so big?"

"That's because you don't know how to use the power of the eighth-level vein gate correctly."

"You Uncle Tang Jiu's eighth-level vein gate is fully opened, which is enough to compete with the warriors of the Nine Netherworld One Holy Cave, and your eighth-level vein gate is at most in the early stage of the exiled immortal realm."

"Why is this happening?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

"The eighth-level vein gate cannot escape the operation of the five elements, and the operation of the five elements echoes each other, rather than opening the eighth-level vein gate like you, but doing their own things. The power must be used in one place. Do you understand?"

Luo Feng suddenly realized and looked at the eight blood-colored ripples that exploded randomly in his body, and there seemed to be no rules at all.

This is the user's own reasons.

"Do you work in one direction? I understand." Luo Feng has extremely high talent and comprehension ability, and naturally he is not weak.

I know the truth about it.

But understanding the truth means understanding, but it is not so easy to implement it.

Luo Feng spent several hours, and the bloodline of the Di family could no longer be maintained.

"I'm so exhausted," Luo Feng's body passed away very quickly, his skin was dry and dehydrated, and his muscles were also much more sluggish.

While gasping, Luo Feng couldn't help but say in surprise, "My second-level Di family bloodline has been able to last for several hours now. This surprise is too great."

Looking back on the first level of the Di family bloodline, it was only a few minutes.

I don’t feel proud, to be honest, it’s all a lie.

"Stay rest first, this is not a one-day effort," the old madman handed the kettle he had prepared long ago.

Luo Feng caught him and drank him.

"Master, why is this water salty?" Luo Feng frowned.

"Add salt and some pills, it will be good for you to drink it."

Luo Feng nodded without thinking much, and drank it all into his stomach.

"Let's stop here today. Excessive use of the Deer bloodline will not benefit you, and your body will have an upper limit after all."

The old madman pulled Luo Feng down and asked, "Now your rune art is fifth grade, hurry up, time is not waiting for anyone."

"Don't worry, Master, the sixth grade is just in the past month. Because the colorful clouds have become a body of chaos, I realized a trace of charm of the Dharma lineage and Taoist temple, which is indeed of great help to me."

Luo Feng only had two jobs in the next few days.

Practice how to adjust the eighth-level pulse gate to a channel during the day.

In fact, this is really difficult, just like eight hands and feet that do not belong to the same brain need to cooperate tacitly.

The second is the blessing of the Di family's bloodline, which consumes even more energy. Luo Feng also has to suppress the violent emotions brought by the Di family's bloodline to avoid the leakage of bloodline aura.

At night, Luo Feng comprehended the sixth-grade rune art.

After 24 hours a day, Luo Feng's rest time is no more than four hours.

It lasted like this for more than half a month.

One night, Luo Feng rushed out of the room excitedly, pinched the magic tricks in front of Luo Fengzi, and the formation under his feet bloomed. The six Rashomens were suspended in front of him, emitting a powerful aura.

"Master, look, I succeeded, I really succeeded. I am already a sixth-grade warlock, not far from the seventh-grade."

The old madman smiled, "The brat is still a little capable."

"Master, the core of Yin-Yang Making Art is Rashomon, right?"

"Yes, but there are also many other techniques, but you have to learn too much. I will only teach you the core techniques, which are also the necessary techniques to use in the future without any color."

"But I want to learn something else."

When he was in contact with the rune sorcerer, Luo Feng felt more and more that the rune sorcerer was terrifying.

"Then what do you want to learn?"

"I have learned too many attack moves. Is there any technique similar to the Void Escape Technique and seal the powerful people of Jiuyou?"

"You are making trouble for me here. Can you learn the Void Escape and Seal Art?"

"And do you know that these two great techniques do not pass on secret techniques? Do you really think that your master and I are a god, and can you create such magic with your own strength?"

"Ah, then what else can I learn?"

"If you want to learn Void Escape Technique, when you become an eighth-grade sorcerer in the future, you can go to your fourth senior sister Yao Ziyue, the Yin-Yang family has no shortage of Void Escape Technique."

The old madman suddenly said, "Then I will teach you this. What level can you learn depends on your attainment."

As he said that, the blood-colored lotus was spreading under the old madman's feet.

A sudden phoenix roared into the sky, illuminating the sky and bursting out a terrifying aura.

"This trick is full of special effects, it's a pity not to make a movie," Luo Feng looked at the sky curtain and unfolded a larger mysterious formation.

The formation of heaven and earth echoes, with blood rays everywhere, and the phoenix sings and tearings apart the void.

"Master, what is this move called? What is it?"
Chapter completed!