The remaining three, Qin Shuang didn't keep it, the Luomen giant axe, Qin Shuang gave it to the third senior brother Cai Zhiqing.

Cai Zhiqing is fat and strong, and his body is strong and fierce, so it is most suitable to use this kind of power-type treasure.

Lu Ya long knife, Qin Shuang gave it to He Yun.

The rootless rope, that is, the long rope, Qin Shuang gave it to Li Lin.

Everyone had a harvest, naturally they couldn't help but be happy, and after being happy for a while, Li Lin looked at Qin Shuang and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, you haven't left any of yourself?" ”

Qin Shuang shook his head and said, "Today's harvest is not my credit alone. In addition, the road ahead is dangerous and unpredictable, everyone has a treasure weapon to defend themselves, you can have a little more protection, since we have come in together, we have to go out together. ”

After hearing this, Li Lin nodded slowly and said, "Hey, fifth junior brother, I, Li Lin, just one sentence, knowing you is the most correct thing in my Li Lin's life." ”

Not long ago, Qin Shuang even thought about it, it was a big deal to quit the hunt.

But that was by no means Qin Shuang's character.

Subsequently, Qin Shuang assigned the elixir spirit runes of the auxiliary class again.

It was dangerous at night, Di Kong and the others were injured again, Qin Shuang asked everyone to heal with peace of mind, and then make another plan in the morning.

The brothers settled down.

Qin Shuang found a quiet place alone.

He took out the two wolf corpses first, and then took out the rusty sword.

The corpse of the wild wolf was naturally soaked in beast blood, and Qin held the rusty sword in both hands, and he could faintly feel that the rusty sword was trembling slightly.

"Could it be that the blood of the beast has aroused the desire of the Rusty Sword to drink blood?"

Thinking about it, Qin Shuangyi plunged the rusty sword into the corpse of the wild wolf.

Looking at it again, sure enough, the blood of the wild wolf beast was being drunk by the rusty sword, that is, in just a dozen breaths, the corpse of a wild wolf shrank by one-third, and the blood was obviously sucked dry by the rusty sword.

Qin Shuang looked at the Rusty Sword again, it didn't seem to have changed much, and he didn't know where so much beast blood had been absorbed by the Rusty Sword.

"Well, since you want to drink, let you drink enough. ”

Qin Shuang took out the corpses of more than 200 wild wolves one by one, and then used the rusty sword to drink blood.

In just a quarter of an hour, the beast blood of more than two hundred wild wolves was all sucked dry by the rusty sword.

Looking at the shriveled corpse of the wild wolf, and then at the rusty rusty sword in his hand, like an iron rod, Qin Shuang's heart was shocked.

He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of existence such an evil sword was.

Where did all this beast blood go?

After Qin Shuang removed a wolf tooth from each wild wolf corpse, he piled the corpses together, and when he left, he burned them.

Then he took out the carcass of the beast.

This time, Qin Shuang didn't use the rusty sword to drink blood first, he first cut open the belly of the fierce beast, took out the beast pill, and then used the small jade bottle prepared in advance to collect the dantian blood of the fierce beast, and then put away the beast's teeth and claws, and then used the rusty sword to drink its beast blood.

The beast blood of the three first-order early-stage fierce beasts, plus the beast blood of the two first-order mid-stage fierce beasts, plus the beast blood of more than two hundred wild wolves, were all drunk by the rusty sword.

Just as the Rusty Sword drank the blood of the last mid-first-order fierce beast, Qin Shuang was shocked to find that the rust on the body of the Rusty Sword seemed to be a little weaker.

He was afraid that he would be dazzled, but if he looked closely, it was really so.

Moreover, there seemed to be a faint layer of red light, surging on the surface of the rusty sword's sword body.

I was shocked.

"Shhh...... , the rusty sword drinks blood, can it weaken the prohibition on the surface of the sword body?"

"Or is it that the sword spirit sealed in the sword body feels the stimulation of blood and is breaking through the seal on its own little by little?"

Qin Shuang wondered in his heart, since he came into contact with the profession of Divine Appraiser, there seemed to be only one way to recreate the light of day for the dead weapon, and that was for the Divine Evaluator to forcibly unlock the seal on the body surface of the dead weapon.

Therefore, he was a little incomprehensible to the scene in front of him.

But he also understands that in this world, what is not understood does not mean that it does not exist, and what cannot be explained does not mean that it is unreasonable.

The facts are in front of us, and the Rusty Sword has initially possessed a certain spirituality.

Judging by the breath, the spirituality of this rusty sword is probably on par with the high-grade treasures of the Yellow Order.

"In this way, if you want to unseal the rusty sword, it's a lot simpler, blood. ”

"That's right, it's blood, and the higher the blood, the better. ”

Thinking of this, Qin Shuang said secretly: "It's a pity that I don't know anything about swordsmanship. Hey, I still have to improve my cultivation quickly, maybe that day, when the realm breaks through, I will awaken the middle martial arts, and even the ancient martial arts sword skills, if God opens his eyes and awakens a Taiwu sword skill for me, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

It feels good to punch to the flesh, but as the realm improves, the opponent is gradually getting stronger.

Fighting with an opponent who uses a treasure weapon with a meat fist is obviously not advantageous.

You can't use your fists to resist your opponent's sword and sword.

Moreover, the killing range of the fist method is limited, Qin Shuang can increase the killing distance by using the Dragon Breaker, but you must know that with one punch of the Dragon Breaker, it is his battle qi that is hit, and the consumption of the body is too great if it comes down with three or two punches.

Right now, I can only look forward to it.

It didn't take long for Qin Shuang to calm his mind, he put away the rusty sword, and then took out the Beast Pill and the Gathering Spirit Pill.

There is still some time before dawn.

Every second counts, without wasting anything, Qin Shuang took the second-order Gathering Spirit Pill, ran the god-level martial soul, felt that the absorption capacity was still left, and took another one, and then held the first-order beast pill in his hand, one each in his left and right hands, and began to improve the realm.

The strength of the god-level martial soul is reflected in this absorption ability that is almost perverted.

Ordinary people, even if they have enough resources, due to the limitations of their martial soul abilities, they can't quickly improve their realm.

Qin Shuang is just the opposite now, the god-level martial soul makes him like a bottomless pit, it depends on whether there is enough source of spiritual power.

What's even more powerful is that it's not just limited to one kind of spiritual power.

The beast element power contained in the beast pill is something that ordinary people dare not absorb directly, and there needs to be a transformation process.

A god-level martial soul with the dual ability of transformation and absorption.

By dawn, Qin Shuang had only cultivated for two hours, and the spiritual power absorbed in his body had been transformed into battle qi, causing his fist power to soar by fifty catties directly.

This is something that others can't imagine, for others, even if the supply of spiritual power is sufficient, it will take a month at least, or half a year at most.

Time, for Qin Shuang, is still too short.

The two second-order Gathering Spirit Pills were reimbursed, and the two first-order early Beast Pills were not used up, so they were put away for the time being.

With this, Qin Shuang's fist strength reached more than 4,600 catties, and he was moving towards the realm of a five-rank martial general.

In addition, it is also very quick to improve the power of punches in fierce battles.

Counting all together, in just one night, even fighting and practicing with absorption, Qin Shuang actually improved his fist power by more than 100 catties.

If he reaches the realm of a fifth-rank martial general, he will also step into the ranks of four-star students.

At dawn, Mo Qianhui came to look for Qin Shuang, and before she saw Qin Shuang, she first saw the pile of shriveled, hideous and terrifying corpses.

Then, a terrible exclamation opened the curtain of a new day.

(End of chapter)