So many things have happened, all the plans have come to naught, how can I find Teng Wu to take revenge for Zhong like this, how can I rob the blood in his hands?

Three steps and two steps, Jiu Dao Yiben did his best to speed up the pace, and finally, the destination was not far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But then, Kudo Yoshihonda stopped, and he heard a cry of pain coming from there.

Just listening to the sound makes me shudder.

Sharp, the voice was extremely sharp, and the trills that echoed in the jungle alone had already made Jiu Dao Yiben Duo frown, feeling a swelling in his brain.

"To go or not to go?" Jiu Dao Yi Benduo couldn't help but hesitate, the words of the toad are absolutely hopeless, and he doesn't have much strength to play in his current state.

But listening to the voice, it seems that something happened there, and perhaps, I can take advantage of it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem." Jiudao Yihonda suddenly felt his body weaken, and suddenly fell to his knees, his hands on the ground, and he couldn't stop coughing.

It was finally relieved, but a puddle of bright red had already appeared on the ground, and the strong smell of blood in his nose made Jiu Dao Yiben smile bitterly, and it seemed that he had no extra choice.

And if you are careful, nothing will happen.

Kudoyi Honda looked at Miko who had just fallen to the ground, frowned, and still didn't wake up? It couldn't have been an earthquake that broke your head, right?

It's time to hurry, looking at the surroundings, Kudo Yoshihonda carried Miko behind a tree and threw it to the ground.

Still not awake? It looks like I really broke my head.

But forget it, it's okay to be unconscious like this, I will spend more effort to see you, and the will to strictly abide by Lisheng will not wake up all at once.

The screams became more and more harsh, and Kudo-Yoshihondo looked at the place blocked by the bushes, grasped the hilt of the knife, and walked slowly over.

What will it be? Doesn't sound like a spider, Jiu Dao Yi Bundo gently picked up a branch, looked at it, and froze after just one glance.

"This ......"

Teng Wutori Zhong had already sat down quietly, stretched out his hand, felt the increasingly chaotic vitality in the air, looked at the Tian'an Stone that was still hanging down the glazed crystal pillar, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Even though I had achieved the most perfect level in the first step, I didn't expect the second step to be so slow.

Watching a cup of tea melt before a drop of Tian'an stone the size of a drop of water melted, Teng Wuqu Zhong also began to get anxious.

Maybe Princess Abi has already come, as soon as she thinks of this, Teng Wuqu Zhong couldn't sit still anymore, stood up all of a sudden, kept pacing, and watched the progress of the glass crystal pillar from time to time.

If it goes on like this, it will be almost okay until at least tomorrow afternoon, but it is impossible for the Vajra Demon Pestle to support it until that time, and maybe Princess Abi will arrive at that time.

This will not work.

Only by speeding up, Teng Wuqu Zhong is ruthless, even if it will affect the purity of the blood, now he can't take care of so much.

Teng Wutori Zhong took out a long incense stick from his arms, which looked very ordinary, but in Teng Wutori Zhong's eyes, it was not like this.

The incense in his eyes was full of soul power, and the jade-colored light was even so deep that it emitted blue light, especially the middle part, the light was so deep that it turned purple, almost having a substantial feeling.

The amount of words is indeed very small, but condensed to such a quality, Teng Wuzhuzhong has not only never seen it, but also never even heard of it, and has not even thought about it.

Only when he saw it, did he know that there was such a condensed soul power in the world, and this was just a few drops of soul power, and Teng Wuzhuzhong couldn't think of what kind of monster would have such soul power.

This power Teng Wutori Zhong has thought of many ways to use it, but the best thing is undoubtedly to absorb it by himself, even if it is only a small point, but for his own soul that can be said to be tattered, it is a supreme panacea.

If it weren't for the fact that the demonic power in it was also too condensed and couldn't be removed, he would have absorbed it a long time ago.

This kind of demonic power, even if it is only a small amount, will completely demonize the human body, right?

After all, he only grinded out a small amount of powder, so that the hundred-legged evolved to that extent, directly evolved to the level of silver hundred-foot, and only a little bit could evolve to the jade hundred-foot, just a little powder, and few people would believe it.

This kind of demonic power can only be purified by witches, but Teng Wutori Zhong knows that it must be the best kind of witches, or the kind of people who are born with strong spiritual powers.

But how is it possible, they can find such people to help them, with their strong perception, they will definitely discover the clues of their souls, not to mention that they still have so many evil qi on their bodies.

When the time comes, the first thing they want to purify is themselves.

However, in this way, the blood can also be sped up - no, it should be more perfect, this kind of power is definitely the kind of legendary youkai.

Feeling the strong reluctance in his heart, Teng Wuqu Zhong finally made up his mind and threw this incense into the soul fire.

"Peng!" At the moment when it came into contact with the soul fire, Changxiang directly turned into flying ashes, leaving a large two, small and three drops of blue-purple liquid in mid-air, suspended there, round like the most perfect orb.

Then, just as Teng Wuqu Zhong squinted his eyes and watched carefully, the three drops of blood began to rise, with a blue and purple light, and swirled and hit the bottom end of the Tian'an Stone melting and hanging down.

"Boom!" A clear chirp suddenly sounded, echoing in the cave, intertwined, Teng Wutake bell At the moment when this sound sounded, the whole person was shocked, and he fell to the ground on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.

Although the sound is loud, it is not the kind of deafening that does not make a person feel like that, if it is just a simple sound.

But this is not a simple voice, but a soul voice, and what it really affects is a person's soul, a soul that is incomparably fragile compared to the body.

When Teng Wuqu Zhong came back to his senses from the blank blankness, the three drops of essence blood were gone, and in their place were the Tian'an stone solution that began to tumble.

Under the catalysis of these three drops of essence blood, Tian'an stone directly turned into a liquid-like substance, although it still has the luster of glass crystal, but this flowing ripple is indeed liquid.

And in the mid-air above, there was a black-red mist, and there were some heterogeneous points of light, such as the golden-white point of light, which should be the power of the Vajra Demon Pestle, which was also removed as impurities?

This power!

Even if I have estimated it in my heart, I still overestimate it, but the situation in front of me is far beyond the limit of what I can imagine.

Far underestimated, really far underestimated the power of these blood, looking at the liquid that was flashing with a jade-blue halo, Teng Wuqi Zhong felt a pain in his heart, if he could absorb it, the wound of the soul would be able to recover easily.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to regret it, I hope that the blood can be more perfect, Teng Wu took the clock and tried to think on the good side, so as to calm his heart twitching because of extreme regret.

Now, hurry up and finish the second step, and then start the third step of casting, and be sure to speed up before the effectiveness of the Vajra Demon Pestle is lost.

There isn't much time left.

Teng Wu took the bell and pinched his palm, ruthlessly, and directly passed his hand through the enchantment to touch the liquid that was still tumbling.

There is no hot feeling that it seems, on the contrary, it feels very cold, very cold, it is almost cold to the depths of the bone marrow, no, it should be cold to the depths of the soul, this kind of coldness that penetrates the soul, almost makes the whole person's consciousness frozen to stiffness.

Teng Wufetch reluctantly drove his blurred consciousness, transferred the mana to his hand, and began the steps of shaping.

Originally, it was supposed to wait for the Tian'an stone to melt into a pillar of blood, and then it was condensed, so that the shaping step could be omitted.

But I didn't expect these three drops of great goblin blood to be so strong, directly turning Tian'an into liquid, and I didn't even have time to shape it.

Although this is a more perfect refining, the quality of the blood will be greatly improved, but in this case, you will have to spend more strength.

Fortunately, Tian'an stone in the liquid state is not like in the solid state, and it is easy to change its appearance, and you only need to endure this pain.

Speaking of which, it is precisely because it is carried out so perfectly that there is such a strong pain, and this freezing feeling is not only painful, Teng Wuqu Zhong really feels that some souls have lost their senses.

Although he didn't have the pain of a broken soul, his consciousness clearly told him that a part of his soul was lost forever.

This was really beyond Teng Wu's expectations, and he also thought about what would happen in the casting process, after all, it was a demon knife handed down in that prosperous era hundreds of years ago, but he really didn't expect that there would be an accident in what he thought was the easiest link.

Or the most serious accident such as a soul problem.

But Teng Wuqu Zhong knew that he couldn't stop, just for a while, only for a while, and it was only the soul that went wrong, so he comforted himself like this.

But the freezing of his soul continued, and he felt that his strange soul seemed to be beginning to freeze as well, which was terrible.

The strange soul represents a person's wisdom, also called the wisdom soul, which is the most important part of a person's soul, as for the other three souls, and the soul master, the fortunate soul Si Love, and the desolate soul are not as important as the wisdom soul.

A person's memory, knowledge, comprehension, etc., are all included in the strange soul, all intelligent creatures, whether it is a monster, a ghost, a mage, will regard their strange soul as the most important, and Tengwu takes the clock as no exception.

It's just that now for myself, blood is the most important thing!

Looking at the blood-colored square column with a slight arc that had been held by himself, Teng Wuqu did not let go of the clock, only a little, only a little!