C8206 Ten Times
C8206 Ten Times
Qin Ming's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
Since you want to suck, then I'll let you suck as much as you want.
Qin Ming was determined. He used all his strength. The veins on his forehead were bulging. His spiritual sense was like a solid substance, compressing the energy in the air.
If someone was watching, they would be able to feel that Qin Ming was surrounded by spiritual sense.
These spiritual senses seemed to be able to see, compressing the surrounding energy at an extremely fast speed.
Seven times, eight times, nine times, in the blink of an eye, it reached a total of ten times.
Qin Ming had already used all his strength. His eyes were bloodshot. Because he had used too much of his spiritual sense, he felt a little dizzy.
The last time he felt dizzy was because his blood was running low. He only felt dizzy after a fierce battle.
It had been twenty years, and his blood had long been running low.
Therefore, he had not felt dizzy in these twenty years.
In the past, even when he used spiritual sense to attack his enemies, it did not cause him much of a burden.
But now, he forcefully used his spiritual sense to compress the energy, reaching such a terrifying level. He actually felt dizzy and reached his limit.
Qin Ming felt very uncomfortable.
He did not care about how uncomfortable he felt.
If he could make his bloodline breakthrough, it didn't matter if he felt uncomfortable.
Most importantly, he could not hold on for long.
Not everyone could force themselves to reach their limit. It was already very difficult for Qin Ming to use his spiritual sense to compress the energy to the limit.
But how could he persist?
If he could not hold on any longer, his bloodline would not be able to absorb enough energy, and his bloodline would absorb the energy stored in his body.
He had a lot of energy stored in his body. After all, his martial arts foundation was very deep, and the energy in his body was much more abundant than that of ordinary Martial Cultivators.
But no matter how much energy he had, it would not be enough to satisfy the energy needed for his bloodline to break through.
At that time, he would definitely be sucked dry.
Qin Ming could only pray that the speed at which his bloodline absorbed energy would slow down.
If the bloodline absorbed energy at such a speed, it should only last for a while.
After this period, the speed at which it absorbed energy would slow down.
It might even break through successfully.
However, Qin Ming had a faint feeling that this possibility was not very high.
Perhaps the speed at which it absorbed energy would not decrease, but would instead increase.
His bloodline was very powerful, and the time it took to break through would not be so short either.
It was very likely that his bloodline would continue to absorb energy, and the speed at which it absorbed energy would continue to increase.
Qin Ming suddenly panicked when he thought about the time it took for his bloodline to break through to the peak of the Divine Beast Realm.
Thinking of this, Qin Ming suddenly panicked.
This bloodline was really too unreasonable. If an ordinary Martial Cultivator had such a bloodline, wouldn't he die from his bloodline?
Qin Ming persisted, and the speed at which his bloodline absorbed energy was still increasing.
With every point of improvement in the rate of absorption, Qin Ming's expression became more and more unsightly.
Outside, everyone was staring at the formation.
Now, three boxes of blackstone had been poured in in a single breath.
They originally thought that the concentration of energy in the formation would increase.
However, as they had expected, the energy did indeed increase, but it only lasted for a very short period of time.
The energy in the formation began to decrease again, and this time, the rate of decrease was even faster than before.
One had to know that they had poured in three boxes of blackstone in a single breath!
Three boxes in a single breath, a total of three hundred pieces of blackstone of the Eighth Grade.