Seven Deaths of Blood:

The first death - the blood killing, gather strength, give the enemy a heavy blow, you can use weapons, and consume a certain amount of your own blood.

The second martyr, the Blood Sacrifice, consumes a large amount of its own blood, depicts a huge altar, and summons a blood slave who has 60% of the deceased's strength during his lifetime.

The third martyrdom - the awakening of blood, awaken the blood that is silent in one's heart, let the blood flow accelerate in the short term, the speed increases, be careful not to lose yourself, for a long time, your own blood will continue to decrease.

The Fourth Death, Blood Wave, turns its own blood into power and wraps around it, dealing continuous damage to enemies close to it.

The Fifth Death - Bloody Rain, instantly displays several swords (depending on strength), consuming a lot of blood

The sixth martyr - the remembrance of blood, for people who are injured on the body, causing serious wounds and tears, and even tearing people, controllable, the damage increases with the consumption of their own blood.

The Seventh Martyrdom - a bloody storm, forming a blood-colored tornado········

Ziyi suddenly thought of the skills that his cheap master taught him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill when his heart stretched out, all seven skills have to consume his own blood, and there are a lot of them, it's not that he doesn't practice, but he can't practice it at all, what about his life? Ziyi is only practicing every day now: the first death-the moment of blood.

Giving the enemy strong damage will also hurt himself, this method of exchanging injuries for injuries will not make it easy to play himself to death, so Ziyi doesn't want to cultivate at all, and it is not in line with his own way of fighting.

Thinking that his comic master would use this kind of skill, he couldn't help but feel a trace of grief and indignation in his heart, of course, because of the skill.

Purple Wing looked at the familiar sky, felt the squirming under his feet, and the skeletal arms or heads that kept coming out of the ground around him, and took a deep breath, "It's not bad to experiment with new skills here." Then he slowly closed his eyes and felt the white book in the sea of knowledge.

"Following my will, the lord of the world, the eternal power of the seal, with itself as the medium, the true meaning of the world is called "lies!", confused and confused, so the seal of knowledge, Hua Feng three blessings, the seal of the canon. Ziyi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, Ziyi raised his right hand slightly, and countless balls of light began to converge towards Ziyi's palm, slowly condensing a white book, and only the big black "seal" on the cover of the pure white book was particularly eye-catching.

The white book slowly opened, and the first page was printed with the word "punishment", and there was only one name under the word punishment: Kenshin.

"Haste as a law, spell storm!"

The white tome flipped quickly in Purple Wing's hand, and then suddenly stopped on a certain page, and countless white energy spells flew out of the book, similar to the spells made by Purple Wing, the difference was that one was made of energy and the other was made of paper.

Countless spells circled around Purple Wing, forming a small whirlwind that crushed the skeletons that slowly crawled out around Purple Wing.

"Boom!"

The spell flew in all directions, exploding on touch, and the roar continued.

For a long time, Ziyi stood there quietly looking at the big craters left by the explosion all over the ground, as well as the fragments of the skeletons, and slowly closed the "Sealed Codex" in his hand, and the "Sealed Codex" shattered and disappeared.

At the same time, Purple Wing held the Sword of Judgment in his right hand, and stabbed it backwards without hesitation.

Dingle – the sound of metal clashing.

Purple Wing leaned back, but suddenly vanished.

"Shuttle!"

As if it appeared out of thin air, it appeared not far away, and when I fixed my eyes, a skeleton that was slightly larger than other skeletons was standing there, wearing armor, holding a broken knife in his hand, and the broken part was lying quietly on the ground, with blue flames in his eyes one by one, which made people tremble involuntarily, but Purple Wing didn't know why, feeling that this skeleton was ······ So cute.

Suddenly felt a strange movement under his feet, and wanted to jump away, but it was too late, a bony hand suddenly broke through the ground, tightly grasping Purple Wing's ankle, Purple Wing saw this, and hurriedly stabbed a piece under his feet, but was surprised to find that the sword of judgment pierced into a centimeter of soil, and it couldn't pierce Fenhao.

"Flame of Judgment!"