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Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> fertile blood: Volume One; First Entering Xuanyuan Chapter 113: Spirit Injection; Previous page Return to Catalog Next page; Lao Li subconsciously put the bead into space. After hearing what Kuzuryuu said. I was shocked in my heart. This river is one hundred and eight thousand miles long and one hundred feet deep. There are countless demon souls in it. Surrounding the outermost layer of this space, it turns out to be just a magical power. One billion and eighty million years, a single hair would be bigger than us. 

 Lao Li felt happy. No need for anything else, as long as you absorb this magical power, everything will be worth it. 

 At this moment, the Nine-headed Dragon King's entire body was frozen in front of the young man, his body motionless, and even his soul was frozen. 

 This is the high-level magical power, the body-holding technique! 

 A monster as powerful as the Nine-Headed Dragon King was actually restrained without any resistance! 

 Then, the young man turned into a stream of blood and invaded the body of the Nine-Headed Dragon King. 

 Next, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the powerful body of the Nine-Headed Dragon King slowly became smaller and weaker, and finally turned into a fist-sized bloody soul shadow. However, this shadow was not three snake heads, but nine snake heads. A majestic dragon head. Infused into the Pure Jun Sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords in Yue Feng's hand. 

 Suddenly, the pure Jun sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords trembled slightly, and a faint dragon roar came out from the translucent sword that seemed to have no body

 At this moment, a touch of sadness arose in Lao Li's heart. Previously, this basilisk had given him its natal demon elixir. 

 Thinking of its expression just before it spit out the demon pill, Lao Li felt a sense of shame and intolerance in his heart. 

 After the death of the Nine-Headed Dragon King, all the surrounding monster army dispersed and returned to the bloody river. 

 A faint coercion spread in all directions, affecting the monks and monsters present. 

 Old Li was closer to Yue Feng, and he couldn't help but feel fear in front of the dragon's roar. 

 The puppet said calmly to Yue Feng: "The Nine-headed Dragon King itself contains part of the blood of the dragon clan. It can definitely be regarded as the top monster in this world. Its soul should be used as the weapon spirit of this sword, so it should be a match."

 Yue Feng looked happy, slightly raised the Pure Jun Sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords in his hand, and asked: "This sword"

 "The Pure Jun Sword of Xuantian's Seven Swords is one of the seven swords that the master used when he was young. It is more powerful than ordinary Taoist weapons. If you practice Qingfan Sword Technique, you should be able to exert one ten thousandth of this spiritual weapon. The power of"

 Taoist weapon? It’s still the magic weapon that Xuantian Sword Master once used! 

 All the monks present were excited. 

 For most monks, Taoist artifacts are completely legendary. 

 The monks in the distance all looked greedy. If the puppet hadn't been there, they would have rushed forward to snatch this low-grade magic weapon. 

 At this moment, the figure of the puppet was fading, and the blood on his body was gradually disappearing: "I will disappear soon. Also, let me remind you that these cracked stone tablets contain a lot of blood spirit essence. You You can make good use of it"

 Finally, the puppet finally disappeared into the void. 

 "Hahaha" Yue Feng let out a burst of laughter and gently waved the Pure Jun Sword of Xuantian's Seven Swords with his hand, slashing golden sword energy in all directions. 

 Suddenly, several bottomless sword marks formed on the ground. 

 Next to Lao Li, there was a sword mark as wide as a thumb and dozens of meters deep. 

 What a terrible attack! Lao Li took a breath of air. 

 Even if you are wearing a defensive magic weapon, you can't resist this sword. 

 Is this the power of Taoist tools? It’s just one ten thousandth, but it’s so powerful

 The sword energy just now almost passed by Lao Li's shoulder, almost exposing Lao Li's figure. 

 And at this moment, seven or eight monks in the distance began to approach here, with greed on their faces. 

 Yue Feng did not notice Lao Li who was more than ten meters away from him. He stared at the seven or eight monks approaching from a distance with cold eyes, a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and no intention of retreating. 

 Does this guy want to pick eight of them? Lao Li felt a little unbelievable. 

 " If you want to single-handedly challenge seven or eight elites of the same level, unless you have such a perverted defense as Lao Li, you will only be killed instantly by a large number of spells. 

 At this moment, Lao Li’s eyes fell on the Xuantian Sword Stele not far away that was broken into several pieces. According to what the puppet just said, this stone stele also contains a large amount of blood spirit essence

 Regarding Yue Feng, who has a strange aura at the moment, Lao Li does not want to attack him easily. After the transformation of the Xuantian Sword Monument, no one knows?How much his strength has increased. 

 And the attack power of the Pure Jun Sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords is so terrible that ordinary monks of the same level will be killed instantly even if they are wearing defensive magic weapons. 

 Glancing at the seven or eight monks who were approaching Yue Feng, Lao Li secretly said, "It's a good time. You should be able to see some of Yue Feng's strength through these people." 

 Yue Feng didn’t see Lao Li who was in an invisible state, and he didn’t have time to collect the Xuantian Tiantian Monument that was broken into several pieces on the ground. Instead, he walked slowly towards the monks! 

 good chance! Seeing Yue Feng leave the place, Lao Li secretly sneaked towards the Xuantian Sword Monument. 

 Whether he can obtain the pure Jun sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords, Lao Li does not have much hope, and at this moment, he should not reveal too much strength. 

 Lao Li’s first target is the Xuantian Sword Monument. Since this object can be mentioned by that extremely powerful puppet, it must contain a huge amount of blood spirit essence, which may allow him to advance again or even advance several levels. 

 Therefore, in Lao Li's eyes, the Xuantian Sword Monument is even more valuable than the Pure Jun Sword of the Xuantian Seven Swords in Yue Feng's hand. 

 It went very smoothly, and Lao Li came to the side of the Xuantian Sword Monument that was split into several pieces, without attracting anyone's attention during this period. 

 After arriving at the Xuantian Sword Monument, Old Li waved his sleeves, and all the gravel on the ground was immediately collected into the space. 

 At this time, the eight monks in the distance had already surrounded Yue Feng. 

 Unexpectedly, neither party said any words and stood motionless. The atmosphere was quite strange. 

 After a stalemate for a while, Yue Feng spoke in a rather casual tone: "You should go, this Pure Jun Sword of Xuantian Seven Swords can only be used by monks who practice swordsmanship. Even if one of you gets this thing, It doesn’t have much effect, and it can even be controlled by the sword.”

 "Yue Feng, who believes what you say! Even if we can't use this thing, we can still exchange it with other demonic monks."

 A monk with a thin face and a sharp mouth snorted softly, staring at Yue Feng with bright eyes. 

 Old Li also knew this man. He was a monk from the Sword Forging Sect, and he was from the same sect as Yue Feng. 

 "In this case, don't blame Yue for being cruel and disregarding the feelings of his fellow disciples!" Yue Feng's eyes shot out a bloody light, blood-colored mist rose from his body, and the Pure Jun Sword in his hand was slightly raised. 

 "Do it!" I don't know which monk said it. Suddenly, these seven or eight monks picked up the spiritual arts extremely quickly, and the spiritual energy in the air began to fluctuate violently. 

 The spells of these monks were activated extremely quickly, and they all had a tacit understanding with each other. The eight spells hit the surrounded Yue Feng almost at the same time. 

 For a time, fire waves, frost, whirlwind, thunder and lightning and other things suddenly submerged Yue Feng's entire body. 

 The combined power of these eight fifth-level spells is definitely equivalent to a sixth-level spell. 

 Seeing that Yue Feng was overwhelmed by the spell, the eight casual cultivators all showed joy. Even if Yue Feng had a defensive magic weapon, under this blow, even if he did not die, he would be maimed. 

 "Humph, is this your magic?" With a flash of blood, Yue Feng's figure appeared, staring at these monks with a sarcastic smile on his face. ; Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favorites I'm a member and bookmarked this chapter Copy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for points Chapter error? Click here to report; Previous page Catalog Next page

Volume One; First Entering Xuanyuan Chapter 113: Spirit Injection

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