Chapter 1917

If a warrior swallows his blood, he has to take some risks.

A source scholar who can swallow the blood of Tianshi can make him swallow the blood of snake. There is only one end, and he will die.

Qin Ming was the owner of holy blood and swallowed a lot of blood essence.

He knows a lot about swallowing blood essence.

"Can it be the ferocity in blood essence?"

Qin Ming was thoughtful.

There is a reason why he guessed so.

Blood has his ferocity, but ordinary blood is more gentle.

After being powerful, the warrior can easily suppress this ferocity.

The stronger the blood, the stronger the ferocity. It is not directly proportional to the strength growth of warriors.

As a result, a stronger warrior can't swallow stronger blood essence. He has to suppress this fierce talent.

However, when it comes to the supreme blood, the ferocity has reached the level of inhumanity. No creature can suppress it, so it can't be passed on naturally.

"Of course, it's not entirely impossible to pass on." Qi Lin said with a smile: "but in addition to the essence of blood, other ordinary blood, this kind of inheritance, can be called inheritance?"

Qin Ming shakes his head. In addition to the blood in his heart, other blood also contains energy, which can be inherited.

But the quality is too poor, the blood vessels are too complex, the martial arts take the essence of blood as the foundation, the future is basically abandoned.

"That is to say, there is no regeneration in the world except the existing supreme blood?" Qin Ming asked.

His goal has always been the peak of martial arts.

Since there is the supreme realm, he set his goal there.

However, the supreme is a goal that can not be expected, which makes Qin Ming feel some regret.

Qi Lin didn't recognize the regret in Qin Ming's words. He said with a smile, "I can tell you clearly that there is only one of the five supreme blood vessels, which has never increased or decreased."

The five supreme blood vessels are always unique?

Qin Ming was shocked. He could imagine how noble the supreme blood was.

"So what you just said, the sixth supreme world..." When Qin Ming looked at Qi Lin, he could not set up a channel.

If this is the case, only the five supreme masters can deal with the evil forces.

You can see how terrible the poisonous devil is.

Moreover, since ancient times, someone has been able to reach such a height and become the existence of the sixth supreme world.

Does it mean that he also has a glimmer of hope that he can achieve it?

If no one has ever reached the supreme height, he will not be arrogant enough to do it, even if he has confidence.

But when someone succeeded, Qin Ming saw a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, it's really the sixth world." Qi Lin's face was heavy: "at first, some people wanted to fight against the heaven, but they failed."

"However, he has developed a kind of secret art that can reach the height of the supreme blood. The world knows that the secret skill of fantasy is ridicule, in addition to ridicule."

"But where do you know that after countless years, someone finally realized that fantastic secret, and finally it was really successful."

"What's the secret?" Qin Ming raised his head and asked.

Zilin laughed and said, "when I heard the news, my first reaction was the same as you. If I could get the secret arts, would I be able to reach the height of the seventh world?"

"It's a pity..."

Zilin laughed and shook his head. "It's impossible."

"the secret art is to gather countless blood vessels, purify the essence of them, and then merge into one body to reach the height of the highest blood vessels."