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Chapter 737 0939: Master of Black Wind Village, you are finished!  Fishing hard!  (Additional updates for monthly tickets)

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    The faint smell of blood gradually turned into a pungent and rich smell.

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    Waves of white smoke began to rise in the weapon refining pool, and everyone's attention immediately shifted to the weapon refining pool.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????:???????????? At this time, there was actually a gurgling, shocking red liquid pouring into the other channels of the weapon refining pool.

    It is these liquids that come into contact with the magma in the pool, evaporating bursts of white smoke and the pungent and rich smell of blood.

    "Bloodblood! It's blood!"

    "This, this is human blood! It's human blood!"

    "No! Shen Tiecheng actually held a blood sacrifice to melt soldiers? This move, this move is against the law of heaven!"

    Waves of uproar and exclamations erupted from the crowd, and the frightened, stunned and angry faces were swaying in horror.

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    More channels began to be opened, and more blood poured out of the channels and poured into the refining pool. Judging from the freshness of the blood, it seemed as if a living creature had been slaughtered, which was extremely terrifying.

    In the mountain connected behind these channels, there were faint sounds of shouting, as if someone was shouting. Could it be that the leader of Black Wind Village controlled a group of people to carry out such a terrible blood sacrifice?  Even a prisoner in a dark cell must not do this. This must be a demonic act.

    The blood in the refining pool was steaming for a moment, and the rich smell of blood made Han sick.

    Under such a rich blood energy, the hilt of the Fire Lin Sword shone with a strange green luster. Changed from its previous calm state, it buzzed and trembled, as if it was extremely excited.

    However, such a terrifying scene made everyone who witnessed it feel chilly in their hearts. Even those who were as crazy as a sword demon were so frightened by this formation that their pupils shrank and they gasped.

    How dare the leader of Black Wind Village?

    Even if such a melted sword is successful, it will be a complete failure. It is a taboo in the casting industry and no one will look down upon it. Unless the forger himself is willing to follow the example of General Mo Xie and throw himself into the furnace to incarnate the soul of the sword in order to achieve a successful casting, then it is possible.  impressive.

    Ying Kuizi was pleasantly surprised!

    Blood sacrifice!

    Blood sacrifice is good!

    When he first forged the Heavenly Sword, he summoned all the master swordsmiths from all over the world to finally forge the Heavenly Sword at the cost of countless lives. Naturally, he did not reject blood sacrifices.

    But now his affairs are kept secret. Once such taboo things in the industry are exposed, he will have no place to hide.

    The leader of Heifeng Village held a blood sacrifice in front of so many people. This was a self-defeating act, and it was unlikely to be successful. For him, that was a good thing.

    "Hahaha! Master Heifeng Village, you are finished!"

    "Devil!"

    An angry shout suddenly came from outside the forest in the land of earth and fire, and two figures flashed over one after another, menacingly.

    Jiang Dali's face was as solid as steel, and he remained unmoved. His powerful spiritual sense had already detected the arrival of these two people, but he ignored it. Even though one of the two people was indeed very strong, he was still not affected by it.  He took it seriously.

    "Devil! The reputation of our Sword Forging City will be completely destroyed by you, the devil."

    The two figures approached quickly, and the people around them who had already felt something bad were retreating. They allowed the two people to get closer and arrived about ten feet behind Jiang Dali. The woman among them, the angry and scolding woman with wide eyes and wide eyes, pulled off the scarf from her face.  , revealing an extremely beautiful face with snow-white skin and an astonishing beauty under the red firelight, which made everyone around him stunned.

    Immediately, someone recognized the woman¡¯s identity and exclaimed.

    "It's Jianxiong! Jianxiong, the daughter of Jianzun!"

    "I didn't expect that she would also come. Hey, she really shouldn't have come. This is to make the Sword Master the last to die."

    Many people cried out after seeing the woman, sighing that it was a pity. Then they noticed the person next to Jianxiong. They saw that person wearing a cassock, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, and nine ring scars on his head.  He looks compassionate, but I don¡¯t know if he is a senior monk from Shaolin or which temple.

    "Master, you are finally here!"

    At this moment, Nangong Lie stood out from the crowd and faced the monk in surprise.

    Everyone around heard that they couldn't help but be shocked. Earlier, they had heard that Nangong Lie's origin was the apprentice of the magic hero Li Wuji who created the magic sword hundreds of years ago.

    I originally thought that the demon-proofing hero should have passed away, and Nangong Lie only received his mantle and became his disciple. Unexpectedly, Nangong Lie now actually calls this old monk his master. Could it be that this monk is his second disciple?  Two masters?

    &nbsp?The appropriate curse words and all kinds of shocking weird words.

    "Grandma, it hurts me so much! My level of Black Wind Sacred Yang Kung is too high, and the natural healing of my wounds is too fast. I just gave myself seven or eight knives just to drain a few liters of blood."

    "It's harmful! Brother, don't be mortal. I didn't pay attention to stop my hand just now because of my weak blood. I accidentally killed myself. I didn't donate much blood, so my death was in vain."

    "What are you doing by opening the door? I don't want to go out, and I still want to continue donating blood! What? Someone doesn't let us donate blood? Why don't we let us donate? You don't care whether I donate my own blood or not."

    "Gan Liniang! I bled myself well. Let me come out now. When the wound recovers, I will be stabbed again. I won't come out!"

    A group of unwilling male players from Black Wind Village were driven out of the cave. They were all cursing and had red eyes with unhappy expressions. In Jiang Dali's eyes, the health bar above his head was half missing.

    The many indigenous guests in the venue outside were all stunned when they heard these strange words, and wanted to say "Gan Liniang!"

    This is a blood sacrifice?

    Why is this blood sacrifice completely different from what you imagined? Isn't this too harmonious and beautiful?

    These strangers actually call blood sacrifice blood donation?

    "ccfuck!!"

    Ying Kuizi endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He followed a stranger who had just walked out and cursed loudly and shouted "fuck". The joy that had just been born in his heart was all ruined at this time.

    "What kind of blood sacrifice is this? It's just child's play."

    It is no secret that aliens can be resurrected. However, if the leader of the Black Wind Village forcibly captures a group of aliens and performs blood sacrifices, it can be said to be a demonic act, which is not tolerated in the world. Everyone can also verbally boycott it.

    But now even a fool can see that this group of strangers are all voluntary, and they are voluntarily "donating blood" to make swords for their own power.

    In this way, if others like them continue to criticize, they will just be looking for trouble.

    Jiang Dali's voice was blowing as coldly as the cold wind in the middle of winter, "Now that you have seen it, are you satisfied with this blood sacrifice of our leader?"

    Hearing this, all the players also followed suit noisily.

    "I advise you guys to mind your own business. I have a lot of blood, so I want to donate it! You can receive fifty taels of silver by donating one liter of blood. Where can you find such a good thing?"

    "That's right, don't mind your own business! You're blocking us from getting rich, you know?"

    "I think you are just jealous and jealous. If you have the ability, come and donate blood! I will give you a hundred taels!"

    "Hey, be polite, I'm a guest after all! I'll pay you one hundred and ten taels!"

    Nangong Lie and Jian Xiong both had extremely ugly faces at this time, feeling humiliated. Jian Xiong was so angry that he was trembling with coldness all over, feeling only despair in his heart.

    Even a master who has cultivated concentration like Li Wuji could not help but be ridiculed by this group of players and felt resentful in his heart. He felt that the people he wanted to rescue just now were actually such a group of people looking for death.  It's really not worth it.

    Jiang Dali chuckled in his heart when he saw that these people's momentum was frustrated and their dignity was trampled on by the players.

    But now, although he also has anger and murderous intentions, he knows that this is not the right time.

    Rather than taking the initiative to scare away a group of casters and losing people's hearts, why not put another bait and let some greedy fish take a few more bites, and then catch them all in a net and capture them all.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? doesn't scare away a large group of waiting fish. A small loss makes a big loss. This is called vigorous fishing. If you can't catch any fish with great efforts, you lose.

    Immediately, he continued to speed up the progress, giving Jian Mo and others a dangerous signal that stimulated the nerves, and said calmly, "Li Wuji, Jian Mo, you people have repeatedly provoked the leader of this village. The leader of this village will come to settle the score with you afterwards, but for now  The melting sword is important, so the leader of this village will put aside our grudges for the time being.

    Yu Chengan, continue to melt the sword.  "

    "Yes! Village leader!"

    (Please vote for me! I finished writing despite the pain in my neck! Hey! Go to bed and rest!)

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