The North Sea Area is a vast seabed.

In the center of the castle, within a space of twenty feet.

Lu An has been here for more than half a month, and the biggest difference between this space and the beginning is the blood stains on the floor and walls.

There were at least thirty blood stains crisscrossing the ground, each of which was more than a foot long, which was shocking. There was blood not only on the ground, but also on the surrounding walls, and there were many pools of blood on the ground beside the wall.

, it’s hard to imagine that so much blood came from one person.

At this moment, the space was quiet, and Lu An was seen meditating on the spot. Many bloody wounds on his body that were as deep as the bones were healing rapidly, but blood was still flowing out from them.

Yes, he had just been beaten again, the third time in the past ten days.

The Black Mist Man's attack was really heavy. Although it was a little stronger than when he almost beat him to death, it was only a little bit stronger. Fortunately, the Black Mist Man would tell him every time before he turned against him, so that he could be mentally prepared.

In the distance, the Black Mist Man's aura calmed down significantly after venting his anger on the throne. He looked at Lu An solemnly, which was very different from ten days ago.

This look... is like looking at a monster.

Yes, this kid really scared him.

Of course, what he was afraid of was not the strength, but the mentality of this kid. In the three attacks in ten days, this kid didn't say a word of complaint, and he didn't even frown after the treatment. Not only that, but more importantly, this kid actually

During every beating, he tried his best to dodge and resist, completely turning the beating into a kind of practice!

Even when he was being beaten, this kid was still fighting back as much as possible, and it has to be said that after three strikes, this kid's ability to fight back was getting stronger and stronger, and even he would sometimes be caught off guard!

As long as he is a normal person, he will always be beaten until he is paralyzed and unable to move, and his mentality will have collapsed long ago. But this kid is like an abyss without emotion. No matter how much suffering he endures, it will not affect his emotions.

Soon, Lu An's wounds on his body were completely repaired, and his body was full of strength. He did not get up or open his eyes, but without wasting any time, he directly practiced the death technique.

Seeing this scene, the Black Mist man's eyes became more solemn and his brows furrowed.

Lu An had learned the art of half-spirit four days ago, which really shocked the Black Mist people. Although the art of half-spirit is not the top death art, the cultivation of spiritual consciousness has always been the most difficult.

Spirit Art Society, the Black Mist people have never heard of such a thing before.

What Lu An is practicing now is a new death technique given to him by the Black Mist people, called the "Blood Spirit Art".

The art of blood spirit is actually very simple to say. After a creature dies, the power of death in the blood will be completely released. This is the time when the power of death is the most intense. The blood at this time is very powerful for those who possess the power of death.

Advantageously, the blood spirit technique can control the blood to condense into a powerful blood beast with the power of death, which can help you attack the enemy through spiritual control.

That's right, these are the moves used by the enemies Lu An once encountered. The blood beasts of different shapes are actually derived from the art of blood spirit. They can only be regarded as superficial powers and branches of the art of blood spirit. The real

The art of blood spirit has very high requirements on blood. The people Lu An met can only learn one type of blood beast, but after learning the art of blood spirit, they can condense their blood into any blood beast they want.

However, this blood beast does not just exist. It can only be useful if enough people die and its power is strong enough. This is why the people of "Red Night" massacred so many Deep Sea Celestial Masters and cities.

A person like Lu An with a powerful death power bloodline would need at least two or three eighth-level heavenly masters to form an eighth-level blood beast, or countless civilians to provide enough death power. As for those of 'Red Night'

The number of people needed must be doubled at least several times.

The art of blood spirit is one of the truly top-level death arts. Once practiced successfully, it can be said to have endless benefits, and it can even become the ability to turn things around in a war. Lu An also knows the value of this death art. This is due to the difficulty of the practice.

It can be seen that he only has a partial understanding of it so far, and it is much more difficult than the previous three death techniques.

After a while, the Black Mist man on the throne couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Would you like to take a rest?"

"..."

The space was quiet, and Lu An did not answer.

The Black Mist man frowned even more, stood up, walked to stand next to Lu An, and said, "If you continue like this, you will accumulate more and more pressure, and you will be suffocating yourself."

The voice sounded from the side, and Lu An finally opened his eyes and turned to look at the Black Mist Man.

"Can you not disturb my practice?" Lu An asked.

"..."

The black fog man frowned and said, "Madman."

With that said, the Black Mist Man turned around and left, sat down on the throne again, and stopped persuading.

Lu An concentrates on practicing. His way of practicing may be different from most people. He will not simply practice according to the information content, but always thinking about why. Why he should do this step and what results it can produce.

It is necessary to understand all the principles of the entire move, rather than simply practicing step by step.

Perhaps, this is why the more power Lu An practices, the faster he practices. For example, right now, while he is practicing the art of blood spirit, he is thinking about why this death art can condense blood into blood beasts.

On the other hand, if blood can form a blood beast, can he also destroy the blood beast easily in some way? After all, it is easy to create something, but it is often easy to destroy it, as long as the key and method are found.

While practicing step by step according to the information, Lu An is also analyzing the criticality of each step to the formation of blood beasts and finding out the breakthrough points, so that it will be much easier to fight against these blood beasts in the future.

Just like this, another day passed. During this day, Lu An officially tried to mobilize blood to become a blood beast. Of course, the blood was the blood that had dried up everywhere in the space. Although the blood had been there for a long time, the power of death was still very strong and had not spread too much.

Duo. Cultivation does not require much fanfare, as long as Lu An can successfully condense blood into a blood beast, even if it is just a weak blood beast.

Lu An tried for a day but did not succeed. Instead, he became very tired and needed to rest. Lu An returned to the corner and sat down to prepare for meditation and think about what went wrong with him. This way, he could rest and summarize without wasting any time.

However... at this moment, the Black Mist Man on the throne spoke.

"Boy," Black Mist Man said, "Would you like to chat?"

Lu An, who was about to close his eyes, was startled, turned to look at the Black Mist Man, and asked

He said, "What are you talking about? You won't tell me what I want to know. I'm not interested in the rest."

"Let's talk about something about you." Black Mist Man said, "It won't delay you for too long, and maybe I will let you go early."

"..."

Lu An frowned slightly and said directly, "What do you want to ask?"

After Lu An told the truth, the Black Mist man was not angry and said calmly, "Your life experience. You have only lived for twenty years. There shouldn't be many things you can talk about. Just say it casually."

"..."

After two breaths, Lu An said, "It's not much. I worked for others before I was twelve years old, and I started practicing at the age of twelve until now."

"..."

The Black Mist Man was stunned and asked, "Is this gone?"

"No more." Lu An said.

"..." The Black Mist man was speechless and said, "Then what kind of work did you do before you were twelve years old? What can you do at such a young age and without any training?"

"Be a coolie and do whatever others ask you to do," Lu An said.

The Black Mist man was stunned again and said subconsciously, "What's the difference between that and a slave?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the Black Mist man felt a little regretful, because he was obviously insulting by saying this.

However……

The Black Mist Man found that Lu An's eyes did not change, not even the slightest fluctuation.

Could it be that... is true?

The Black Mist man's body was shaken, his brows immediately furrowed, and he shouted, "Someone dares to use you as a slave? It's unforgivable! This place must be made a river of blood!"

Looking at the angry Black Mist Man, Lu An's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Be careful to control your emotions, I don't want to get beaten."

"..."

The Black Mist man took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Then you haven't met anyone? Who taught you your strength?"

"Of course it's my master." Lu An said.

"Master?" The Black Mist man suddenly frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with Lu An, and asked loudly, "Who is it? What is your name?"

"I don't know either." Lu An said, "But...it looks similar to you."
Chapter completed!