There are few stars at night and the wind blows in the face.

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

Luo Feng stood in the open space, and a hundred meters away was the old madman.

The old madman clasped his hands behind his back and said with a serious expression, "You have just opened the eighth-level pulse gate, but you have not fully mastered it. You only stimulated it under special circumstances. This is why that boy Long Yunfei can't see that you are an eighth-level pulse gate."

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"Well, I know. Master, please help me see how far I can go with the Emperor's bloodline."

"bring it on."

Luo Feng nodded, his eyes suddenly burst into blood.

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

The second level of the Emperor's bloodline was opened, Luo Feng's eyes showed the scarlet color that should be expected at the second level, and the blood lines became more gorgeous and extraordinary.

"Well, that's good. Now try to open the eighth-level pulse gates at the same time. Remember, what I want is at the same time."

Luo Feng slowly closed his eyes, suppressing the violent emotions brought about by the Emperor's bloodline.

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

Luo Feng's consciousness was wandering around in his body, looking for an opportunity to activate the eighth level pulse gate at the same time.

As a breeze blew by and leaves fell, a flash of lightning flashed across the darkness.

"found it!"

Luo Feng suddenly opened his bloody eyes.

'Bang bang bang..."

Eight blood-red ripples took Luo Feng as the source and exploded in all directions.

Suddenly the blood mist rioted, and the strong wind blew thousands of miles away, blowing the grass in the direction of Crazy Luo.

"Is this the war rhythm produced by the combination of the Emperor's bloodline and the eighth-level pulse gate during transmission?"

It is rumored that the Emperor's bloodline combined with the eighth-level pulse gate will produce a sound that resounds throughout the world, like ancient war drums.

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

The sound resounded in all directions, causing heaven and earth to stir, lasting for a long time.

"What a powerful force, even more terrifying than the seventh-level pulse gate I fought with Di Wushuang before!" Luo Feng felt the pain in his body.

That was the first time that brand-new power surged through Luo Feng's body, causing discomfort.

"Master, this power is so powerful. Is this the second level of the Emperor's bloodline? Am I as powerful as Emperor Wushuang now?" Luo Feng was so excited that he forgot all about it.

The body was unprecedentedly powerful, and unpredictable power surged through every cell, giving Luo Feng the feeling of rivaling the world.

"It's not enough," the old madman did not show any joy, "Your strength is only at the level of Sanyoudong, and you are not even a star behind Di Wushuang."

"What?" Luo Feng was stunned, "I feel so powerful, how come there is only Sanyou Cave?"

According to Luo Feng's conservative estimate, there must be a Wuyou Cave, right?

"Stop being narcissistic, brat. You are just blessed by the Emperor's bloodline. The adrenal hormones affect your judgment and make you appear extra excited."

"Is that so?" Luo Feng was disappointed.

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

"Fart, you kid, I've been training you for a while. Your body is a unique weapon. It's perfect. In a sense, your basic quality is better than that 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 pulse gate correctly."

"Your Uncle Tang Jiu's eighth-level vein gate is fully opened, which is enough to compete with the Jiuyou Yiyoudong warrior, and your eighth-level pulse gate can only be relegated to the early stage of the Immortal Realm."

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

"The eighth-level pulse gate cannot escape the movement of the five elements. The five elements' movements echo each other. Instead of having the eighth-level pulse gate open like you, but each doing its own thing, the power must be used in one place, do you understand?"

Luo Feng suddenly realized, looking at the eight bloody ripples exploding randomly on his body, there seemed to be no pattern at all.

This is due to the user's own reasons.

"Are you using force in one direction? I understand," Luo Feng is extremely talented and accomplished, and his ability to comprehend is naturally not weak.

I know the truth behind this.

Although we understand the principle, it is not so easy to put it into practice.

Luo Feng spent several more hours, and the Emperor's bloodline could no longer be maintained.

"I'm so exhausted," Luo Feng said. The water in Luo Feng's body was drained very quickly. His skin was dry and dehydrated, and his muscles were also quite sluggish.

Panting heavily, Luo Feng couldn't help but said in surprise, "My second level of Emperor's bloodline has been able to last for several hours now. This surprise is really great."

Thinking back, I could barely get through the first level of my Imperial bloodline for just a few minutes.

If I don't feel proud of myself, telling the truth would be a lie.

"Take a rest first, this is not a day's work," the old madman handed over the kettle he had prepared.

Luo Feng grabbed it and started drinking it.

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

"It's added with salt and some elixirs. Drink it and it will be good for you."

Luo Feng nodded and drank the whole thing without thinking.

"That's it for today. Excessive use of the Emperor's bloodline will not do you any good. After all, your body has its upper limit."

The old madman pulled Luo Feng to sit down and asked, "Now that your rune skills are at level five, hurry up, time waits for no one."

"Don't worry, Master. In the past month, Caiyun has turned into a body of chaos because of the sixth grade. I felt a trace of the charm of the Dharma Dojo, which was indeed of great help to me."

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

During the day, practice how to adjust the eighth-level pulse gate to one channel.

In fact, this is really difficult, it's like eight hands and feet that don't belong to the same brain have to work together tacitly.

Secondly, the blessing of the Emperor's bloodline consumes the body and energy. Luo Feng also has to suppress the violent emotions brought by the Emperor's bloodline to prevent the blood aura from leaking out.

At night, Luo Feng studied the sixth-grade runes.

Counting twenty-four hours a day, Luo Feng's rest time does not exceed four hours.

This lasted for more than half a month.

One night, Luo Feng rushed out of the room excitedly, and performed the magic formula in front of Crazy Luo. The formation bloomed under his feet, and the six Rashomon gates were suspended in front of him, exuding a powerful aura.

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

The old madman smiled and said, "The brat still has some abilities."

"Master, the core of Onmyojitsu is Rashomon, right?"

"Yes, but there are also many side techniques, but you have to learn too much. I will only teach you the core techniques, which are also the techniques that Wuhu will definitely use in the future."

"But I want to learn something else."

After contacting the rune warlocks, Luo Feng felt more and more terrible about the rune warlocks.

"Then what do you want to study?"

"I have learned too many attack moves. Is there any technique similar to the Void Escape Technique, which can seal the Nine Netherworld's powerful ones?"

"You are making trouble for me here. Are you able to learn the Void Escape Technique and the Sealing Technique?"

"And do you know that these two great arts are not secret techniques? Do you really think that I, your master, am a god who can create such techniques on my own?"

"Ah, what else can I learn?"

"If you want to learn the Void Escape Technique, you can go to your fourth senior sister Yao Ziyue when you become an eighth-level warlock. There is no shortage of Void Escape Techniques in the Yin Yang family."

The old madman suddenly said, "Then I will teach you this. How far you can learn it depends on your attainments."

As he spoke, the old madman spread out bloody lotus flowers at his feet.

Suddenly, a phoenix roared straight into the sky, illuminating the sky and erupting into a horrifying aura.

"The special effects of this move are full, it would be a pity not to make a movie," Luo Feng watched as a larger mysterious formation unfolded on the sky screen.

The heaven and earth formations echoed, blood was everywhere, and the phoenix roared like tearing apart the void.

"Master, what is this move called, and what kind of technique does it belong to?"
Chapter completed!