Emperor Yu had no other response. Although he was the Taoist lord, he could only forcefully say something that was not qualified to say more.

It is impossible to persuade, and I will not agree to leave the Yuan clan.

The group approached the depths of the abyss. Emperor Yu used special means to cross millions of miles without everyone's notice. It was unimaginable.

Deep in the abyss, it is even deeper, silent, and the passage of time can be heard.

It's not fake, there is really an illusory long river of time flowing here, but it's too slow.

"Is it hard to walk around here?" Yudi was surprised.

The thirty-two-winged creatures stood here, a silence, as if communicating with something. After a moment, blood lights gathered here to form a huge blood-colored pool, crystal clear, like a blood diamond.

Then, the void broke open, and the bright blood surged out, falling into the pool, filling the pool. The blood in this pool was golden, extremely dazzling and very thick. If there was a Tao, it would flow, and it contained unimaginable essence.

"The other feather tribes, jump in first. As for you, the level of life is too high, and this pool is useless to you." The 32-winged creature said to the feather emperor.

"I understand..." Emperor Yu nodded. After arriving at the Taoist Lord, his life level transition had completely belonged to another race, and the bloodline of the feather race in his body was extremely thin.

Shen Rui was a little hesitant, not knowing whether his disguise would be discovered. He was not a real feather tribe. Then the rest of the people were transforming, and he had no reaction and attracted attention, so it would be troublesome.

But now he doesn't have much time, at least he can't reveal any flaws.

It was his turn soon, and he could only jump in like the other feather tribes. Emperor, I believe you, don’t let me down!

Shen Rui gritted his teeth and thought.

As the feather creatures fell into the pool, the blood pool also boiled.

"boom!"

The most powerful Taoist rules are surrounded by them, surrounding the feather creatures.

Just like the phoenix's nirvana, the rules of the great way and the divine power in the blood give them power and make them strong to the peak.

This is not an advancement of strength, this is the evolution of bloodline, which will be reflected in strength!

Hazy, ups and downs, neither born nor destroyed, the feather tribes are in a strange state.

The breath was constantly restrained, as if it was falling into silence, as if it was about to transform. In fact, they were all still alive and undergoing some strange transformation.

Outside the body, order is like a rainbow and rules are like chains, wrapping them up, making them cocoons and tying their bodies.

Emperor Yu sighed a little. This is his clan. The strength of the clan naturally makes him happy, but when he thinks of the way forward, he is a little confused.

Bloodline transformation is not a simple matter. Every race may produce bloodline transformation, even the human race.

When the bloodline is transformed, if it is not done well, it will dry up and burnt out.

However, it is obvious that the Yuan clan has special means and such a thing will not happen. The blood in this pond is also very special and safe.

Boom, a cocoon exploded, and the feather tribe in it was revealed. The wings behind it had become two pairs. He was very excited and his strength increased again.

"This is the worst group, it has just transformed its wings." The Emperor of Yu shook his head, and immediately made his feather tribe fly out of the pool as if struck by lightning, and he was dejected and dared not speak.

However, there are only a few such people, dozens of cocoons, and only a few of them have two wings.

In the blood pool, most of the cocoons are still evolving, and one of them is wondering, it is Chen Rui.

Chen Rui found that after entering this blood pool, he was also absorbing the power of the blood pool, and even formed a cocoon like other feather tribes.

At first he admired the Emperor's method, but later he found that it seemed that it was not the Emperor's method, and his body was indeed absorbing the power of the blood pool.

He does not have the bloodline of the feather clan, but he has another bloodline in his body - the Burial clan!

The blood of the burial clan in his body was actually absorbing the power of the blood pool. The Emperor used the blood-colored light ball to block the breath, and it was impossible to see it among the feather clans.

The bloodline that originated from his body is absorbing the power of this blood pool, which seems to be replenishing and also evolving.

The time seal became more complicated, almost covering his entire upper body. His understanding of time was more thorough. He could clearly perceive the long river of time in the distance, and even vaguely touched him.

As time passed, there were once again large cocoons in the blood pool, and this time there were more and nearly ten large cocoons.

The feather creatures among them all transformed into three pairs of wings, only six wings. The wings are extremely sacred and the feathers are dazzling, surrounded by mysterious runes. With a slight shock, the power of shocking the void will be shaken.

"Six Wings, it's already good..." Yudi nodded and finally felt a little satisfied.

The remaining cocoons are still absorbing the power of the blood pool, and one of them is fishing for troubled waters.

The bloodline of the burial clan in Chen Rui's body is increasing, and his body has reached a limit, and even the bloodline of the burial clan is difficult to strengthen.

However, the most intuitive manifestation is that there is an illusion river the size of a thumb outside his body. The space it passes through is distorted, giving people a strange feeling.

The long river of time!

If someone discovers, you will definitely be very shocked. The summoning time is long, even if the general kings do not have such a means.

Even a long river of time the size of a thumb has great power.

The blood of the burial clan was still absorbing, as if endless, the blood was surging, and a mysterious and mysterious power awakened in his bloodline.

Chen Rui's natural enlightenment in his heart awakened a magical power of the burial clan, called - Burial Ji!

This is an extremely special kind of magical power that only a few burial tribes can understand, and it can almost be said to be none.

As the saying goes, it is to find a pit to bury yourself, but it is different from ordinary burials.

The burial clan is a new consciousness that is born from the burial soil.

If you bury yourself again through this magical power, you will not need to bury yourself. However, when you wake up again, there is another consciousness in your body.

Chen Rui's face suddenly became strange. This magical power was useless to him. It was no different from death. The body he had worked hard to cultivate was occupied by another consciousness. It was so green!

However, this magical power was just a chance, and the most important thing was the enhancement of the time seal, which also slightly improved his body that had reached its limit.

boom!

It exploded again, and this time it exploded more than twenty feather tribes, and the eight-winged feather tribe came out and became even stronger.
Chapter completed!