In fact, Su Yang had just hit the blood bat with the air fist mark, and he suffered a small loss. However, after suffering the loss, he unexpectedly realized a magical power called "all things are of the same origin" in "The Four Poles True Interpretations".

Speaking of this supernatural power of "all things are of the same origin", it is listed as a special skill in the "Four Poles True Interpretations".

The reason why it is special is that there are too few people who can successfully use this magical power. Looking at the Siji Holy Sect for nearly ten thousand years, only the founder of the Chuang Sect has successfully practiced.

Because the prerequisite for practicing the supernatural power of "all things return to the source" is that one must be a cultivator above the foolish spirit.

Spiritual bodies refer specifically to the strength of cultivators in cultivation.

"The Four Poles True Interpretations" describes that the great realm of cultivation divides spiritual bodies into six levels, and the second is an ordinary spirit body, from weak to strong, it is the upper spirit body, the true spirit body, the extreme spirit body, the foolish spirit body, the leisure spirit body, and the highest talent that only exists in the legend - the creation spirit body.

At that time, the masters from the outer realm came to the earth not far from billions of miles away. It was precisely because Nie Lingbo had a foolish spirit body that was rare in the great realm of cultivation that he brought her into the wall, and then at her request, he led all the cultivators on Earth to the outer realm.

When he first obtained the "Four Poles True Interpretations", Su Yang wanted to try out how much his cultivation talent reached. However, the resources for cultivation on earth are scarce and there is no such thing as testing the strength of the spirit.

It was not until he discovered the magical power that "return to the source of all things" that requires one to achieve the qualifications of the foolish spirit body or above to practice, and he successfully used it just now, and finally roughly judged his talent in this area.

In fact, what Su Yang didn't know is that since he practiced "Nine Changes in the Sky", he has been constantly improving his potential and qualifications every time he transformed and reborn. If he only compares his talent in cultivation, even Nie Lingbo, who was favored by foreign experts, is far inferior to him who has transformed in the ninth lifetime.

Perhaps Su Yang was not as good as Nie Lingbo when he transformed and reborn for the second time, but when he transformed and reborn for the fifth and sixth time, he had already caught up. When he transformed and reborn for the seventh and eighth time, he was very successful. As for what kind of spiritual body Su Yang is now, it is impossible to determine, because he had not yet practiced "Nine Changes in the Sky" to the peak after the ninth transformation and reborn for the ninth transformation.

The core of the magical power of "all things return to the source" is that all the powers in the world can be used by me, and all the powers in the world can be consumed by me, taking the power of others, and replenishing one's own powers. The stronger the spiritual qualifications, the greater the effect they will be.

After all, it is a magical power that only those with qualifications above the foolish spirit body can practice. The mysterious and powerful aspects are far from comparable to superficial magical powers. Under the "Blood Explosion" forbidden spell, not only does it not lose any damage, but instead uses this power for oneself and strengthens its own foundation.

Such a huge amount of blood clan energy can be eaten, and Su Yang vaguely felt that this crazy sucking and swallowing could at least be effective for half a year of his own cultivation.

"It seems that I can use this magical power to appropriately change my cultivation method."

A strange light flashed in Su Yang's eyes that made Craft shivering for no reason, a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward, "I will make you die more happily by contributing all your blood clan core strength."

Witnessing all the previous experience, the three blood counts who were already afraid of being beaten by Su Yang could no longer bear the huge mental pressure. They each roared strangely and fled in three different directions regardless of the way.

"Can you run?"

Su Yang didn't chase him, and snorted coldly, and punched a "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" from the air. The big blue fist seal attacked the back of one of the fleeing blood counts.

"Bang"

The fist seal passed by, and the count's chest was actually pierced through a big hole. His heart was broken into powder under the powerful impact of the fist seal.

Su Yang pulled his palm from the air and gathered his power in the void, and pulled out a blood clan energy from the collapsed body of the blood clan count. Although the amount could not be compared with the original energy produced by CRATT's previous cast of the forbidden spell, it was quite abundant.

Su Yang took a deep breath, and the blood clan energy was sucked into his belly by him. In an instant, Su Yang felt a sharp increase in his cultivation.

Su Yang had to taste this pleasure of "swallowing" for the first time. In addition to being excited, his heart was filled with expectations. If he swallowed all the Yuan energy of the ancestor of the blood clan for himself, it might be enough to make his cultivation level reach the next level.

After thinking about it, Su Yang did not let go of the other two counts who had gradually escaped from the distance. His figure disappeared from the spot like teleportation, and the next moment he had caught up with one of them at three times their speed.

Rub your palm into a knife, and a big head flew into the sky, and if nothing unexpected happened, it devoured a blood clan energy again.

The last blood count who was still running wildly at this moment had squeezed his potential to the extreme, breaking through the numerous afterimages, and was about to disappear from Su Yang's vision.

With Su Yang's ability, it would be easy to take his life, but he smiled faintly, gave up chasing, and turned his eyes to Craft who was frightened at this moment.

"You devil, you dare to steal the power of the great blood clan. The ancestor is about to recover. You will definitely be in the anger of the ancestor." Craft used the forbidden spell, which made him worse than the Count at this moment. He knew that it was useless to escape, so he simply started to curse.

"devil?!"

Su Yang snorted coldly, and said without feeling funny: "When did vampires start to use the name 'devil'? Aren't you one of the many devils in the West?"

Su Yang knows no less about Western culture than any traditional Westerner. After all, he has been traveling in Europe and the United States for more than ten years.

"I let him go because I always have to leave a message, but you will definitely not be able to survive. Do you want to know how I will kill you?"

Craft was so angry that his whole body trembled, revealing a pair of fangs and whispered: "Do you think you are really powerful? That's because you have never seen the power of the ancestor. In the Battle of Tower of London, the ancestor who fought with you was just a clone of the ancestor's thoughts, but soon, the ancestor who was truly complete will come to the world. At that time, not only you, but the entire human race will surrender to the will of the ancestor, and the blood clan will definitely become the master of the whole world."

"Cain in full body?"

Su Yang's eyes lit up, and a hint of expectation showed a look of expectation and said, "Don't worry, I will never destroy the revival of your ancestors. If you don't swallow it for your own use, it will be a violent deception of heaven."

While speaking, Su Yang raised his hand and took out the residual parts of the holy gun from the "Cangjian". With the infusion of true energy, golden light and shadow suddenly appeared, and the unique range of the holy gun arose naturally.

"This is the Gun of Longineus." Craft's face turned pale.

"Since you know this magic weapon's broken piece, you should know how powerful it is." Su Yang threw the holy gun's broken piece and said with a smile.

"Hmph, do you want to use the Longineus gun to deal with me?"

Taking advantage of this period of time, Craft has recovered half of his vitality and said with a ruthless look in his eyes: "This is a legendary treasure that needs the power of holy power. So what if it falls into your hand? Even if the Archbishop of the Vatican holds this object and wants to kill me, it will be very difficult."

In Craft's cognition, the Longineus gun is a holy weapon. Only the Holy See who possesses holy power can exert its power. Even if the rest obtain it, they can only use the pressure of the holy gun at most, and have no lethality.

Upon hearing this, Su Yang shook his head slightly and said, "What a foolish guy."

As he finished speaking, a golden light suddenly emerged from the tip of the broken piece of the holy gun, with an incredible momentum. Not to mention Craft, who had not recovered yet, even if the blood clan duke wanted to avoid this golden light, it would be a bit difficult.

"laugh"

Craft had only time to fold his arms in front of his chest and blocked them. The next moment, the golden light came, and the arms pierced, and there was a huge transparent hole in his left chest. His heart was directly vaporized by the golden light, and it was destroyed.

Su Yang, who had tasted fresh, would naturally not let go of the Yuan energy of the Blood Clan Marquis, sacrificed the "Return to the Source of All Methods" to suck it in the air, extracted a larger Yuan energy than before, and sucked it into the body.

But this time, most of the refinement was instantly performed, but the rest of the body flowed into the Zifu Dantian.

"Sure enough, my cultivation is too shallow, and I can't digest so many alien energy at once!" Su Yang whispered with emotion and said intimately: "It's just to save food, just turn around and refine it."

If his words were heard by the founder of the Four-Director Holy Sect, the first ancestor who had cultivated the supernatural power of "Returning to the Origin of All Laws", he would definitely sigh.

You should know that the founder of the founding sect was able to cultivate "all things return to the source" with his ignorant spirit body qualifications, which was in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Moreover, even if he was cultivated in the late stage of the Golden Pill, the amount of devouring and assimilation each time was equal to the amount of devouring Su Yang this time.

Finally, he used his spiritual sense to investigate and confirmed that no blood clan was released, Su Yang returned to the castle.

He was quite satisfied with this action, and it was an appetizer for the "one-person genocide war".

The biggest gain was the successful attempt to "return all laws to the source" magical power, which also aroused Su Yang's great interest in other contents of "The Four Poles True Interpretations".

——Brother is the dividing line——

At London Airport, Ling Han walked off the private plane alone.

A vampire baron dressed in a driver was waiting early on the apron and respectfully opened the car door for Ling Han.

When he sat in the car and recalled his private explanation from his father at the South African airport, Ling Han couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

"Han'er, when the Battle of Tower of London occurred, her father was in seclusion and hit the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building and failed to catch up."

"But this does not prevent me from knowing this mysterious 'China Yang' everywhere. Based on a series of speculations, I have reason to believe that he is also like you and me."

"What is my father referring to? He is also a cultivator?" Ling Han said in a daze.

"Yes, he is not only a cultivator, but also a person with great secrets." Ling Zhenxian said with a greed look in his eyes: "Based on the information I have obtained over the years, this person's actual age should be over 500 years old."

"How is this possible? Then isn't this person comparable to grandpa's cultivation?" Ling Han said in shock.

Ling Zhenxian shook his head and said, "From the description of the blood clan, this person's strength should be equal to yours, and even worse than that."

"It is precisely because of this that I assert that he has a great secret, at least in terms of increasing his life span, he has great support."

"This is also the reason why my father asked you to go to London. Taking it down and forcing this secret will greatly help our family."

Ling Han immediately understood the profound meaning of Ling Zhenxian and nodded, "A cultivator who has lived for at least five hundred years will not be able to survive that long if he had not had a foundation-building stage or above. However, this person obviously lacks his cultivation, but he can still be young forever. To live to this day, there are only two possibilities, either having a strange treasure or possessing extraordinary skills."

"But, given that I am still half a step short of my cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building, I am afraid I want to take it down."

"You have the seven-star lantern in your hand. Even if the other party is in the early stage of foundation building, he is not your opponent. What's more, when you go to London, the three princes of the blood clan all ask for our Ling family and rely on their power. You don't even need to take action."

Ling Zhenxian thoughtfully and thoughtfully: "I am rushing back to my ancestral house now, and I will refine the two newly obtained magic weapons as soon as possible. By then, no one in the world will be my opponent. Then it will be time for our Ling family to completely surface and rule the world."

Black Rolls-Royce drove into the central area of ​​London, England, passed three hidden entrances, and drove into a huge bunker with unknown size. Ling Han got off the bus and walked into the villa in the bunker.

The patriarch of the Brook clan, Buck, who has become the prince of the blood clan, personally greeted him in the hall.

"Han, long time no see!" Buck showed his rare enthusiasm and took the initiative to move forward and shake hands.

Ling Han's spiritual sense slightly released, feeling the blood clan energy that was looming on Buck's body, and smiled and said with a smile: "The rapid improvement of the strength of the Buck's patriarch is so enviable. Now among the three princes of the blood clan, you are probably the strongest."

A hint of pride appeared in Buck's eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "That's thanks to the strange formation your father set up back then, otherwise I really would have the power of this kind."

Ling Han naturally knew what Buck wanted to say, and said lightly: "Captain Buck is really polite. I have two things here. One of them is to strengthen and repair the formation. After all, after operating for decades, the effect of the formation is no longer as good as before."

When Buck heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and said, "Han, you are really my noble person. To be honest, a few years ago, the effect of that strange formation was only 30% of the past. Otherwise, I will take you here to test what happened to the strange formation?"
Chapter completed!