Looking at the blood-colored crystal scabbard hovering in mid-air, flashing with blue-purple light, Teng Wutori Zhong's heart was full of a sense of accomplishment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The second step was also successful, no, Teng Wu took Zhong and thought about it, and hurriedly took out a light ball from his arms, which was the trophy he had obtained from the corpse demon before, most of the corpse demon's soul power.

It's just that the jade light that turned out to be all over the body flickered at this time, revealing the gray mist inside from time to time, even if it was an inheritance magic weapon, was it still affected so much?

But fortunately, if it was just an ordinary magic weapon, it would have already lost its spirituality by now, and when the time comes, I am afraid that this group of soul power will bring a lot of trouble to myself.

Before, because of the turbidity of these soul powers, they were not used as materials, but now that the sheath has been refined, there is no need to consider the problem of quality.

The light purple light that had returned to its original state on the barrier began to gradually dissipate, and the millilight visible to the naked eye continued to diverge, and soon, with a "wave", the entire enchantment was shattered.

Without support, the blood fell down all at once, only to hear a "snort" sound, and the bottom of the scabbard easily penetrated the bottom of the stove like a knife cutting tofu, and hit the ground that had turned into stainless steel.

The Yin Blood had been consumed when the runes were burned before, and there was not a single residue left, as if it had never contained blood water.

Teng Wu took the clock and lightly touched the stove with his hand, and suddenly, the stove was soft, and the whole collapsed, turning into black mud and dust.

"Cough cough, cough!" The dust was blowing in his nose, Teng Wu couldn't stop coughing, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his nose and throat, and hurriedly picked up the blood and avoided it from a distance.

In the previous casting process, the dead stone had exhausted the yin qi it had accumulated and returned to its original appearance, speaking of which, it was just some tomb soil, and maybe there were some rotten bones in it.

Teng Wu took the bell along his mouth and nose, looked at the black dirt in front of him, and thought to himself.

Only those gods have a permanent life, whether it is a human, a monster, or a ghost, they all have a day of lifespan.

In addition to the exhaustion of the body, the dissipation of the soul is the shackles of life.

However, after having the blood woman, I don't have to worry about the vitality of my body, as for the soul, the spell of the small horn can allow me to grow infinitely, and if the side effects are concerned, when the blood is completely cast, I don't have to worry.

Perhaps, he can also become a living god! Looking at the blood-colored glazed long knife of one person's length in his hand, Teng Wuqi couldn't help but get excited.

If that's the case...... Teng Wuqu Zhong shook his head, now is not the time to think about these things, let's hurry up and start the third step of casting.

Speaking of which, Teng Wuqu pricked up his ears, and heard a pleasant birdsong outside the cave from a distance.

Is it already daytime? I don't feel the slightest bit of tiredness...... Teng Wu took the bell and groaned, it seems that the forbidden technique suppresses the feeling of the body.

In this case, once the effect of the forbidden technique disappears, I will be crushed by the fatigue of so many days, and besides, maybe something is wrong with my body now, but I can't feel anything from the suppression of my senses.

Sure enough, it was time to start the final stage of casting, thinking of this, Teng Wu took the bell and pressed the jade light in his hand on the blood sheath.

"Hmm, not honest?" Teng Wuqu Zhong noticed that the light in the palm of his hand vibrated violently the moment it touched the blood sheath,

"Did you feel this power?", Teng Wuqu Zhong reflected: "Is it the vague consciousness in the soul power that feels the power of the blood sheath, so it panics?"

"Hmph, it's a pity. Teng Wuqu Zhong firmly held down the light, feeling the weaker and weaker power in his palm, he couldn't help but chuckle disdainfully.

"At this time, those who come into contact with the blood, no matter how powerful the power is, as long as it still belongs to the existence of the vitality, it is only obediently absorbed, although the soul power is also a good power, but. ”

"In front of the blood woman, I still can't help myself!" Feeling the blood sheath in the palm of his hand, which was gradually heating up, and seeing the rune light emerging from the surface of the crystal, Teng Wuqi Zhong's face showed a cruel smile.

The third step is to absorb various forces and form a knife body under the action of those runes, and now there are runes appearing, indicating that the knife body is condensing.

The three major schools of knife casting, each of which has a lot of hand-me-down demon knives, each of which has its own characteristics, and the characteristic of the blood is that when it was first created, it was just a knife with only a sheath, and there was no real blade, which needed to be extraordinarily condensed.

The bloody blade is actually contained in the blade, fused with the scabbard, and needs to rely on the vitality to condense it, use the vitality to urge the runes, and gather the most essence of the power of the blood in the blade to form the blade.

The greater the amount of vitality, the stronger the final blood will be.

When you can pull out the blood, it means that the blade has been condensed, of course, you can continue to accumulate, but at that time, it is not an ordinary vitality that can be satisfied, and you need a purer vitality.

It takes a lot of time, and there is no conclusive conclusion, but the more perfect the casting before, the more time it will take, it is said that some demon knives need to be tempered for decades, or even hundreds of years, but that is already a legend that was said by mages hundreds of years ago.

Perhaps, it will take many years for the condensation of the bloody sword body, but Teng Wuqu Zhong knows that he will not have so much time, so in addition to this group of soul power, which can be said to be accidental, he also has more preparations.

That's the group of earth dragons he raised.

The earth dragon, which is what people usually call the earthworm, is also known as the earth dragon, but in the eyes of these mages Teng Wutuo Zhong, it is an out-and-out earth dragon.

It's a pity that I don't have a way to control them, otherwise, this would be my most powerful power......

Forget it, the monsters of the Earth Dragon Clan, although they have low intelligence, have never heard of a way to subdue them, even if there have been many, many mages who have been constantly researching, but so far none of them have researched the spells that can completely control the Earth Dragon.

However, although it can't be controlled, after all, in addition to its strong strength and applicability, the earth dragon is also the best provider of flesh and blood, so some means of storage have been created.

It is said that the earliest, and currently the most widely circulated method, was created by Gong Xiaojiao, and I don't know if it's true or not.

However, as long as the blood is made, he will have enough time to find the true inheritance of the small horn, according to his own exploration for so many years, it should be on Izu, Sagami or some small island near Anfang.

It's a pity that Mt. Fuji also has part of the inheritance of the Kokaku, but it is occupied by Kaguya Shrine, and the two shrine maidens with strong spiritual power, judging from their kind of supernatural Shikika's method, are undoubtedly the spells of the Kokaku.

Hmph, at that time, I still wanted to deny it in the face of my own questioning, but the technique of Shikami was obviously a means of the Onmyoji, and the strongest thing for the witches should be their innate spiritual power.

Obviously has such a powerful spiritual power, but instead of learning the witch's spirit fighting technique, he uses the style of the divine method, hmph, that is obviously the best evidence.

At that time, I really couldn't deal with it, but when I had the blood woman, it was different, yes, yes, Teng Wuqiao Zhong suddenly came to his senses, and when the time came, he should go to the shrine first, maybe they also had some news about the true inheritance of the servant Xiaojiao.

Snatch their spells first, if you know each other, you can barely let them be your concubines, anyway, you must humiliate them at the beginning, and bring back all the treasures that they humiliated themselves at the beginning, yes, that's it.

Teng Wutori Zhong clenched the blood squeal, and after absorbing the soul power, he put the rosary back on his chest and walked out of the cave.

"Hiss-" Chengli was awakened by a strong stabbing pain in his back, and when he opened his eyes, it was the dazzling sunlight, Chengli couldn't help but squint his eyes and raised his hand to cover the sun.

What's going on? I'm still alive, not being eaten by the piranhas?

Chengli was a little dazed, he was still alive.

"I, am I still alive?" Turning his head to avoid the dazzling sunlight, Chengli looked at his arm, the wound was still there, but it had already scarred, and there was still a chill in his body, which should be the cause of the cold at night.

"What the hell is going on?"

Although there was not a strong pain behind him and between his chest and abdomen, Chengli was still dazed, not knowing what was going on, and these pains made him sober up, but he didn't react.

It wasn't until Chengli clenched his fists and felt the power in his palm that he was still very confused, but at this time, Chengli suddenly smelled a foul smell, which made Chengli subconsciously let go of his doubts and looked at the smell.

"Hiss!" With just one glance, Cheng Li gasped and hurriedly moved his body outward.

Just five steps away, the body of the giant snake stopped there, colorful in the sun.

What the hell is it? Cheng left his hand and quickly stopped, but he had already reached the edge of the rift full of river water.

"Boom, boom, pop, knock, boom......" There was a sudden series of ripple sounds in the water around him, the sound of the water stirring, and the sound of splashing.

There was also an itchy friction feeling in his hand, and Cheng Li subconsciously lowered his head and looked over.

In the water beside him, those small shuttle-shaped pink fish gathered densely, and a few of them were still gently pecking in the palm of his hand.