Chapter 551: Blood Corpse

Before the gloomy old man finished laughing, Zhao Dabao's goods were black.

If according to the conventions of the cultivation world, a fake like Zhao Dabao is a real person, a proper big man, and a peak master, so he has to talk about some rules.

Especially in this situation of fighting at this time, you have to talk about the scene and inform who the surname is. However, Zhao Dabao has never had this habit.

This guy has always been a black-hearted guy who can do whatever he wants, sneak attack if he can, and knock on the stuffy stick if he can.

I saw Zhao Dabao's figure flashing, but he rushed out.

With the speed at which Zhao Dabao was perfect, it was absolutely as fast as lightning within a distance of more than ten meters.

Before Zhao Dabao arrived in front of the gloomy old man, the guy arrived.

A large sword that emitted a shimmering golden light, like a giant palm of a god, slammed into the top of the gloomy old man's head.

It happened so suddenly, the gloomy white-haired old man didn't expect this shameless person in front of him to be so shameless that he would do it as soon as he met, and he didn't even say hello.

In the cultivation world of the Great Xia Kingdom, as long as you break through to the realm of Master Ming Jin, who is not a famous martial artist.

Ming Jin's master-level fight, how can you show your face, say a name or something, how can there be a dead hand like Zhao Dabao, who doesn't say a word.

Frightened, the gloomy old man reacted quite quickly, turned to one side, and turned to hide left.

When the eerie old man's body just twisted, his heart was pounding, and he was glad that he was lucky - fortunately, he reacted quickly and dodged the big guy above his head.

However, before the gloomy old man could finish rejoicing, the golden silk in Zhao Dabao's hand turned into a sweep, and with a "bang", the gloomy old man's body was swept out.

The eerie Lao Tzu's not stout body was knocked away like a fallen leaf under the golden big move of 'sweeping thousands of armies'.

In the air, a large mouthful of blood erupted.

"Ah, you dare to steal..."

Before the word 'attack' could be spoken, the golden silk suddenly appeared in front of his chest like a killer hand, and with a ruthless "bang", the chest of the gloomy old man was immediately flat as paper.

Not to mention the gloomy old man Ming Jin Intermediate Cultivation, even the Ming Jin Perfection Master, he also had to die on the spot.

Zhao Dabao's 'Cheng Biting Golden Three Plate Axe' moves, even the late opening of the junior master of dark strength had to avoid its edge, and he didn't dare to greet it, not to mention this gloomy old man.

In the tragic long howl, the gloomy white-haired old man, like a broken sack that had been smashed, fell to the ground with a "snap" and died of exhaustion.

With one move and three styles, a Mingjin intermediate master was killed by Zhao Dabao, which was as easy as killing a chicken.

Otherwise, it is said that the master of Henglian is a nemesis killer at the same stage, and it really deserves its reputation!

died with one blow, and Zheng Jiajun, who was originally weak, was bleeding.

An exuberant shout:

"Master Xie Zhao's grace of revenge!"

In the shouting, blood burst out from the blood knife Zheng Jiajun's seven orifices, and his breath was gone.

In an instant, the Blood Knife fell!

It's just that at the moment before Zheng Jiajun's fall, a divine sense passed into Zhao Dabao's mind-

Please Master Zhao's divine consciousness into the body, Zheng Jiajun's blood corpse recognizes the master!

For the last wisp of Zheng Jiajun's divine sense, of course Zhao Dabao knew what it meant.

Without the slightest hesitation, a wisp of Zhao Dabao's divine sense had already entered Zheng Jiajun's sea of consciousness.

At this time, Zheng Jiajun's sea of knowledge was an ocean, a blood-colored ocean.

When Zhao Dabao's wisp of divine consciousness shot into the sea of consciousness, the blood was surging

It is like a pot of boiling water.

A blooming blood lotus flashed on the raging blood-colored sea, flying up as if welcoming a monarch, making its divine consciousness sit in the blood lotus.

Change your knowledge into a lotus, and welcome the Lord in the lotus.

At this moment, Zhao Dabao's divine consciousness became the divine consciousness of a bloody corpse.

Blood corpse, this strange cultivation body that is rare for thousands of years, was unintentionally refined by Zhao Dabao.

The most difficult part of refining the blood corpse is not the process, the method, nor the medicinal materials and blood, but the final blood lotus to welcome the master.

Once the blood lotus welcomes the master, the divine sense imprint of the original blood corpse owner completely disappears.

It also represents the true fall of the original cultivators.

If you think about it, you can understand that the original divine consciousness has disappeared, doesn't it mean that the original cultivator is truly dead?

The remaining bloody corpses were like vegetative beings, unconscious.

At this time, Zhao Dabao's divine consciousness entered the body, which was equivalent to Zhao Dabao refining into a simplified version of the incarnation outside the body, but the appearance of this out-of-body incarnation was the blood knife Zheng Jiajun.

Feeling the bloody corpse that opened a pair of bloody eyes, Zhao Dabao's heart was extremely strange.

What is this tm of borrowing a corpse to resurrect?

Zhao Dabao shook his head, and the bloody corpse also shook his head.

Zhao Dabao grinned, and the blood corpse also grinned. It's just that the grin of the bloody corpse is really infiltrating.

The current bloody corpse, covered in blood, really crawled out of the plasma.

If you appear in the secular world in this way, 100% of them belong to zombies, and you won't be in chaos in the world.

Fortunately, after Zhao Dabao's repeated washing, the bloody corpse became much cleaner, and it was no longer bloodstained, and it was a lot normal.

Zhao Dabao's consciousness moved, and the knife in the hand of the bloody corpse appeared, it was the blood-colored scimitar with the tip of the knife broken.

In the middle of the squandering, a cyan boulder was split in two.

Damn, it's definitely Mingjin intermediate level!

Because it was a divine consciousness that entered the body, the blood corpse could completely display Zhao Dabao's mastery tricks.

Zhao Dabao pondered for a moment, and a Green Dragon Glaive was placed in the hand of the blood corpse.

The long hilt, the sharp knife head, and the intermediate cultivation of the blood corpse Mingjin, the proper second master Guan is reincarnated.

Since the blood corpse is a zombie-like cultivator, there is no human feeling such as pain and fear, and it is a 100% super creature warrior. As long as the head is not cut off, the bloody corpse will fight to the death.

Why is the blood corpse strong, one is that it does not have the human touch mentioned above, and the other is that the blood corpse has a strong ability to regenerate limbs, just like the tail of a gecko, which can grow again if it is broken.

As long as the head is not cut off on the spot, the blood corpse is considered undead.

Looking at the bloody corpse holding the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, Zhao Dabao turned the precious guys in the storage ring upside down.

Finally, the blood corpse was equipped with an extremely hard armor.

At this time, the blood corpse was wearing a full-coverage Burmese gold helmet, wearing a dark black purple gold cold iron armor, and his feet were as hard as iron boots, and the whole was an eternal iron warrior.

Only a pair of blood-red eyes can make people feel that this may still be a human being.

With an order, Zhao Dabaoke and the bloody corpse got into action.

In this fight, Zhao Dabao was pleasantly surprised to find that the fully armed blood corpse fully exerted the attack power of the advanced level of Ming Jin.

Coupled with a highly defensive armor, a body without any pain, and those strange tricks in Zhao Dabao's divine sense,

It is completely possible to resist the cultivators of the Ming Jin Perfection Level.

, this time I really picked up a treasure, a blood corpse that is strong enough to withstand the master of Ming Jin's consummation, isn't this the best thug?

Besides, this bloody corpse can be improved by itself.

As long as the environment allows and the conditions are sufficient, the blood corpse of Ming Jin's intermediate cultivation can be upgraded.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dabao's heart moved, and Yun Yangding appeared in front of him.

When the Yunyang Ding Pu Shi appeared, Zhao Dabao could obviously feel the excitement of the blood lotus in the sea of the bloody corpse, and it actually wanted to enter the Yunyang Ding.

Could it be that this nourishing tripod can really nourish unconscious life forms as in the records?

The Cultivation Ding has the function of cultivation, but there is an extremely harsh premise, that is, the living form it contains has no consciousness.

Such restrictions directly exclude cultivators with self-consciousness such as cultivating ghosts.

Of course, exotic flowers and plants can grow in the Accumulation Ding, but those are all self-conscious.

Could it be that the blood corpse, a cultivation body with the master's divine sense, could be cultivated in the Yunyang Ding?

If that's the case, the cultivation prospects of the blood corpse are absolutely vast and unlimited.

As Zhao Dabao, the owner of the Yunyang Ding, he clearly knows how dense the aura in the Yunyang Ding is.

In Yunyang Ding, the aura can't be called aura, it has to be called the spiritual mist, and the dense ones are about to liquefy.

With the blood corpse entering the peak, as Zhao Dabao expected, the blood corpse took the initiative to choose a place with the most dense aura, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

Looking at the blood corpse that he could cultivate, Zhao Dabao casually took off the treasure bag of the gloomy old man, and kicked the head of the comatose internal strength Dacheng martial artist.

Adhering to the spirit of digging three feet into the ground, this goods swept away the valuable objects in the cave without leaving a dime.

Looking at the cave as if it had been passed by a typhoon, Zhao Dabao walked away happily satisfied.

It's just that what Zhao Dabao didn't know was that three days later, a terrible cry sounded in this cave where there was nothing left:

"Who did such a bad thing and such a desperate job? Not only did he kill my apprentices, steal my blood corpse, but also stole away the 10,000-year-old cold iron rice bowl I used to hold things?"

The anger, grievance, and inaction in the shouting are really creepy!

Coming out of the cave, Zhao Dabao quietly returned to the Huashi Hotel.

This afternoon was really not in vain, not only did I get a blood corpse that is rare for a thousand years, but also got a lot of good things.

Just that 10,000-year-old cold iron rice bowl must be a good helper for home travel.

Big rice bowl, no, it can't be said to be a big rice bowl. That guy is big, it should be called the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron Basin.

Fill it with water, then put the beer bottle in it, and the cold beer is not only cool, but also has a very pure taste.

When Zhao Dabao returned to the hotel from Daohua Village, Zhao Min also walked out of Sui's house in Zhongao County with a gloomy face.

The Sui family, located in Zhongao County, under the jurisdiction of Hua City, is a famous family in the county. It's just that due to the discontinuation of talent in recent years, the prestige has not been as good as before.

Sui Lianggong, Zhao Min's deceased husband, the eldest son of the Sui family.

Half an hour ago, Sui Lianggong's father, Sui Bo, the patriarch of the Sui family, informed Zhao Min very seriously that he was going to marry Zhao Xiaoying to Hui Yinjie, the third-generation son of the Hui family in Yuantai City, S Province.

Province S borders Province T Province and is also a large landlocked province.

Yuantai City, ranked third among the prefecture-level cities in S Province, has a far more developed economy than Huahua City.

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