Chapter 158 Spiritual Blood Explosion

The bald young man was dumbfounded, and he stayed there, as if he couldn't accept the scene he had just seen, his eyes were dazed, and he murmured in despair.

"He ate my phantom soldiers...?"

"I ate it. I really ate it. If you don't believe me, take a look." Hearing this, Wang Baole opened his mouth to the bald young man, indicating that he really ate it.

In this scene, even Lu Zihao, who had been paying attention to this battle all the time, looked strange. He looked at the bald young man, and then at Wang Baole. Even though he didn't like the former in his heart, he couldn't help cursing Wang Baole secretly.

"Bitch, this is too cheap!! Is he from the Magic Bing Pavilion or the Foodie Pavilion? He is not afraid of eating himself to death!"

When Lu Zi muttered here, the Purple Armored Cultivator was also dumbstruck, and was horrified at the scene of being swallowed by Wang Baole's phantom soldiers.

As for the bald young man, at this moment he seemed to be dumbfounded, as if he couldn't accept all this, but he actually looked at Wang Baole's mouth, but his body slowly began to tremble.

"Really... I ate..." Muttering, the bald young man gradually became short of breath, as if slowly accepting this fact, his mind buzzed immediately at this moment.

As if being blasted by a hundred thousand thunders in his mind one after another, it became more and more intense, and finally set off endless echoes, trembling his mind, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably. Bloodshot, roaring crazily.

"Wang Baole!!" The bald young man roared to the sky, his whole body was completely crazy, his breathing was rapid, a sense of madness and absurdity that he had never experienced before, made him feel as if his blood vessels were about to burst, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

"You... you actually ate it!!"

The bald young man roared angrily, intending to chase and kill Wang Baole, but the blow was so great that he had just walked a few steps before his eyes turned black and he staggered, feeling that the world in front of him was spinning.

Fortunately, the purple-armored monk beside him hurried forward and supported him. The bald young man didn't fall down, but his eyes were already as red as blood. If eyes can kill, Wang Baole must have been killed by him right now.

"Wang Baole, you spit it out for me, you give me back the phantom soldier, it's mine... I worked so hard to make it, you... how can you eat it!!" Grasping the arm of the purple-armoured monk, he made himself Barely standing still, the bald young man couldn't help crying in grief and anger, and roared.

Seeing that the other party reacted so strongly, Wang Baole took a few steps back instinctively, blinked his eyes, and gave a dry cough. He felt that he was too bullying, and made people cry, so he waved his hand, took out a gold bell bead, and threw it past.

"Isn't it just a bead, I'll pay you one."

"You still humiliate me!! What kind of crap are you? Mine is made from spiritual blood. Spiritual blood, do you understand!!" The bald young man was even more hysterical. Flying, roaring and hissing.

"Pengci? Blackmail?" Wang Baole stared, and was about to speak, but at this moment, his complexion changed suddenly, and he noticed that the water droplets in his body that he had just swallowed had a strange change at this moment.

In fact, the reason why Wang Baole dared to swallow the water droplet was because the water droplet was refined by him out of nothing and turned into a spirit body, and there was his brand in it, which made him instinctively feel that this thing could be compared with his body. fusion.

Only then did he swallow it in one gulp and store it in his stomach. There was no change at first, but at this moment, a thread of blood came out of the drop of water!

The bloodshot was exactly the same as what Wang Baole had seen in the water drop world before. At the moment when it appeared, the spirit power was released, and the speed of the bloodshot suddenly increased. It actually rolled up the waterdrop and tried to rush out of Wang Baole's body!

At the same time, the bald young man who was in a rage immediately noticed something, and ecstasy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"It's still there!!" He said, and immediately sat down cross-legged, clenching his hands and pointing at the center of his brow. With the vibration of his body, he didn't know what kind of technique was unfolded, which made the blood in Wang Baole's body suddenly swell up, which was scary. Wang Baole jumped and was about to spit it out.

But at this moment, suddenly, the seed-devouring vortex in Wang Baole's dantian turned suddenly at this moment, and an astonishing suction instantly dispersed from the body and then disappeared in an instant.

Although it was just an explosion in the blink of an eye, the suction force released was so strong that it directly sucked the blood thread that was about to roll out from the beads!

This blood thread seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, no matter how much it resisted and struggled, it was futile, and it was forcibly dragged directly into the devouring seed, as if it was crushed, it was swallowed and absorbed! !

All this happened in an instant, and before Wang Baole had time to react, his Seed Devourer devoured the blood thread. As for the water droplet, Seed Devourer seemed to despise it and ignored it.

Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, but soon his face changed greatly. After his devouring seed devoured the bloodshot, it seemed as if he was digesting it. In an instant, a surge of...amazing spiritual energy burst out from his dantian! !

This spiritual energy is too strong and extremely rich, even surpassing the total amount of spiritual energy that Wang Baole has absorbed so far. After being erupted by the devouring seeds at this moment, it exploded directly in Wang Baole's body like a mountain torrent! !

Noticing that this incomparably rich aura was crazily pervasively accumulating in his body, as if he had become a constantly inflated balloon that was about to explode, Wang Baole paled in fright and let out a scream.

"What's the situation, it's too sudden!" Wang Baole was caught in his breath, and instinctively launched the Misty Cloud Art to absorb it.

With the operation of the Misty Cloud Art, a large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into the meridians by him, and after traveling through the whole body, his cultivation base also began to climb at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the middle of the first layer of true breath!

But it was too late for him to be pleasantly surprised by this, and Wang Baole couldn't care less about other things in his anxiety at this moment, he ran his cultivation crazily, and soon reached the peak of the first layer of true breath!

This climbing speed is too fast, as if eating a peerless elixir! !

But Wang Baole still let out a wail. He found that the richness of the spiritual energy in his body was astonishing, beyond imagination. Even if the Misty Cloud Art was working, he would have 100% of the spiritual veins to absorb it, but it could only delay the bursting of the body crisis.

As for those auras that couldn't be absorbed in a short time, at this moment, under his desperate efforts to stop them but it was useless, all of them automatically accumulated on the internal organs, accumulated in the flesh and blood of the body, and turned into spiritual fat! !

This spiritual fat continued to thicken, so that Wang Baole's body, visible to the naked eye, swelled rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his whole body directly became a huge ball. Standing there, looking at it from a distance, it was shocking. !

"I...I..." Wang Baole was full of grief and indignation, trying to lower his head to look at his body, but found that he couldn't do it. This familiar feeling made him scream even more terribly.

"Why am I gaining weight again? I managed to lose weight. My slender figure, my handsome face, don't be like this..."

"Don't get fat anymore, I was wrong, I shouldn't eat indiscriminately, I haven't become the president of the Federation yet, I don't want to be fat to death!"

Wang Baole, who was in grief and anger, didn't even care about his own cultivation base breaking through from the peak of the first floor of true breath to the second floor of true breath at this moment. His wailing voice was extremely miserable, filled with hatred, and even more so. With regret, spread all over the world...

But at this moment, all the disciples on Shangyuan Island who saw this scene through the light screen were all stunned, and there was a big wave in their minds.

Quite a few of them saw the whole battle between Wang Baole and the bald youth. Although they didn't quite understand it, Wang Baole's momentum in the end caught their attention for a long time, but the next development was really unexpected. They could understand that Wang Baole swallowed the drops of water, and turned into a big fat man in the end, but they couldn't accept it when they watched Wang Baole's cultivation also break through.

"This is the Grand Competition of Zhanwu Pavilion, he...he actually broke through!!"

"What kind of luck is he!! I also want to break through, as long as my cultivation level can break through, so what if I become a fat man!!"

"Spiritual blood, what is spiritual blood?"

When there was an uproar on the upper courtyard island, and when the voice of discussion broke out, the military and federal officials, as well as the high-level officials of the Misty Taoist Academy in the high-altitude stands of the Grand Competition, were all shocked. Wang Baole turned into a fleshy figure.

"I used to think that Wang Baole was so fierce that he dared to swallow phantom soldiers..."

"I said how could this Li Wuchen have phantom soldiers in his real breath. It turns out that the spiritual blood is refined from the blood of strange beasts in the ancient sword outside the sky. It is extremely precious... Li Xingwen is too extravagant for this disciple. !!"

Following everyone's astonishment, General Zhou's eyes became more strange, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was extremely satisfied with Wang Baole's visit. As for the senior officials of Misty Taoist Academy, everyone also looked strange at the moment. After a long while, someone muttered in a low voice.

"That... the Supreme Elder hasn't come back?"

"The old man has a bad temper..."

In the upper echelons of the Misty Taoist Temple, one after another had headaches, and even the middle-aged man in the red robe could not laugh or cry. At the highest point in this world, where they could not feel and perceive, it seemed that there was a layer of water separated by a layer of water. On that water, the blue sky Under the white clouds, an old man sat cross-legged.

This old man is full of white hair and looks like a fairy. He is the one who was called Master by the bald youth Li Wuchen at the peak of Enlightenment Department... the Supreme Elder of Misty Taoist Academy!

At this moment, he lowered his head and stared at Wang Baole's spherical figure at the meeting point of the mountain below... After a long while, he seemed to hear Wang Baole's wailing, and the old man slowly looked slightly surprised, and couldn't help laughing.

"This little fat man is not afraid of dying!" He said, raising his hand and waving his finger!