On the red earth that day, the Wind Splitter King and the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul had already fought. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan is holding a golden war knife, the war knife is five feet long, seven inches wide, the dragon head scar, the nine rings wear the knife body, the edge is extremely domineering, and you can see that this is an extraordinary product at a glance.

This is the most powerful weapon on the body of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan, the seven-grade treasure weapon Divine Wind Knife.

With the Divine Wind Sword, the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan firmly occupies the throne of the Second Martial King of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and his power is absolutely incomparable, and in the entire martial artist world ruled by the seven major sects of the vast Heavenly Desolation Domain, the prestige of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan can be among the best.

At this time, the Wind Splitting King relied on the kamikaze knife, a knife full of storm and fierce slashing, angry bull fighting, shaking the sky, the wind between heaven and earth was constantly being torn, making a cracking sound, amazing.

The sword skills of the Wind Splitting King are also absolutely terrifying, every knife and knife is actually a Huangpin martial art, and the fire is extremely profound, it is completely foreseeable that this is the strong capital that the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan has experienced too many life and death bloody battles.

It's just that this time the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan is in trouble. He was not facing a single person, but a Heavenly Demon Beast Soul who had the same strength as him but had both material and soul attacks, and did not care about life and death.

From the very beginning, the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan's domineering sword skills were suppressed. Mu Tianfan has to guard against the fierce attack of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul that is not afraid of life and death, as well as the strange soul attack.

Most of the hours passed, and Mu Tianfan was never able to gain the upper hand, let alone suppress the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul. All he could do was to use his attacks to attract the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul and take the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul around, so as to gain the opportunity for Wu Ling to take away the stone tablet.

This is actually the original plan of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan. It was precisely because he wanted Wu Ling to take action to snatch the stele, and he himself wanted to entangle the soul of the Heavenly Demon Beast, that he had to drive away all the other warriors gathered here to avoid being busy himself, and the stele was also taken away by others.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven.

The Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan never imagined his plan, and it was a mistake from the beginning.

That day, the beast soul couldn't be entangled at all.

When he had worked hard for a long time, it was not easy to take the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul two hundred meters away from the stone stele, Wu Ling waited for an opportunity to rush towards the stele, intending to take the stele away from the range of the blood-colored earth in one fell swoop.

The Heavenly Demon Beast Soul actually disappeared from under the nose of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan, and in just an instant, it appeared near the stone tablet again, and tore it down at Wu Ling with one claw.

Poor Wu Ling couldn't react at all at that time, he was completely stupid by the strange appearance of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, and he couldn't hide at all, and he was torn apart by the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul. Fortunately, the speed of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan was super amazing, and he pounced like lightning and kicked Wu Ling away in time, which saved Wu Ling's life.

Even so, Wu Ling paid the price of an arm in vain. The left arm was broken at the shoulder, and there was no possibility of it growing again.

Seeing Wu Ling fall in the distance, the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan also dodged out.

Wu Ling cried and shouted, "Uncle Tianfan, how could this be, how could that damn Heavenly Demon Beast Soul suddenly appear in front of me..."

The corners of the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan's mouth twitched, he didn't know how to answer Wu Ling. It was all his mistake now.

He had forgotten that the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul was originally synthesized from a large number of evil qi and resentment gathering remnant souls, and it usually appeared in bloody places where a lot of blood was shed.

Blood permeates the earth, and the whole earth is the territory of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, and in its territory, the blood-stained place is the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, and the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul can appear in every corner of the bloodstained beast at will, without being limited by time and space.

In this blood-stained land, it is impossible to restrain the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul Light and drag the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul with battle, only if the martial artist comprehends space or time, can the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul be perfectly contained.

As a martial king, comprehending space and time, it is simply impossible, if you have that ability, you should not be called a martial king, but a martial emperor or even a martial emperor.

This miscalculation directly caused Wu Ling to become a cripple with a broken arm, no matter how domineering the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan was, it was very embarrassing, what could he say, what did he dare to say?

The Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan was stunned for a long time before he responded indifferently: "You heal well, I will avenge you." Then he turned around and walked away, ignoring Wu Ling no more.

Sometimes indifference is also a way to maintain your face.

The Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan stood on the edge of the bloodstained land, looking coldly at the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, his eyes already flashing with anger.

It was the toughest battle he's ever had since he became famous.

He had to come up with a perfect way to win the battle, otherwise, how could he be reconciled?

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"Hey, why is it quiet, is it possible that the Wind Splitter King has succeeded?"

Fang Shaobai, who was advancing in the tunnel with the Great Cangtu Dragon Beast and the red-haired demon rat frantically digging holes, was in a hurry, the two demon beasts had already dug almost enough, and a hundred meters or so ahead should have dug directly to the bloodstained land, and he had even smelled the smell of blood from the soil underground.

At this time, it would be too depressing to let the Wind Splitter King take the lead.

Fang Shaobai hurriedly asked the red-haired demon rat to dig out a small tunnel from the side and go to the ground to investigate.

Fifteen minutes later, the red-haired demon rat finally brought back the exact information. Through the soul induction with the red-haired demon rat, Fang Shaobai saw the scene outside in the soul of the red-haired demon rat.

"The Wind Splitting King didn't succeed, and Wu Ling also broke his arm?"

Fang Shaobai laughed unceremoniously, and thought gloatingly, hey, let you two be arrogant and domineering, this fucking deserves that you two can't eat mutton and make a fuss.

Since he was not succeeded by the Wind Splitting King, Fang Shaobai was relieved and continued to let the Great Earth Dragon Beast and the red-haired demon rat make holes.

As the extension of the cave road got closer and closer to the territory of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, Fang Shaobai also raised his vigilance. He had probably guessed that the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul was based on blood, which meant that the place where the blood stained was within the reach of the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul, and he didn't want to have a direct face with the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul in the cave.

When the first piece of blood-stained dirt appeared in the cave, Fang Shaobai did not hesitate to order the Great Earth Dragon Beast and the Red-haired Demon Rat to stop digging the hole. Pierce the bloodthirsty demon silk directly into the blood-stained dirt and devour the blood.

Devouring the blood and then continuing to dig forward, in short, Fang Shaobai walked very carefully and carefully.

Compared to the patient Fang Shaobai, the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan on the ground was not so patient. After resting for a while, he once again rushed towards the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul with his kamikaze sword, resuming a new round of battle, and deliberately approaching the toppled stone tablet.

Obviously, the Wind Splitting King Mu Tianfan was preparing to find the opportunity to personally take away the stone tablet when he was resisting the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul.

Hearing the movement coming from the ground, Fang Shaobai smiled, and once again asked the red-haired demon rat to dig up to the ground to check the situation, while he hid in the hole in the ground and watched the bloodthirsty demon silk continue to devour blood, and watched the blood of the demon spirit slowly grow in the blood bubble at the end of the bloodthirsty demon silk bit by bit.

"Cool! I don't know how many Venus demon wolves have died in this land, and the blood of Venus demon wolves has penetrated the earth, and after a long period of precipitation, it can still allow the bloodthirsty demon silk to devour the blood essence. If I can devour them all, I'm afraid my existing three spirit beast bloodlines can be promoted..."

Fang Shaobai thought happily, and suddenly thought, anyway, it was now in the underground, the battle between the Wind Splitting King and the Heavenly Demon Beast Soul on the ground was fierce, and the chance of being able to sense the situation underground had been reduced in a straight line, so why not take advantage of the situation now to let the Amethyst Stone Tiger improve its bloodline?

With this thought, Fang Shaobai couldn't contain it.

Throughout the ages, there have been many martial artists who have obtained spirit beasts, but there are very few people who can promote the bloodline of their spirit beasts by themselves.

A hundred warriors with spirit beasts can have at most ten chances to be promoted to the spirit beast bloodline, a hundred people who have the opportunity to dare to be promoted at most ten at most, and at most only one out of a hundred people who go to promotion may succeed...

It can be said that from owning the spirit beast to promoting the spirit beast bloodline, it is completely a process of gambling on luck. It is simply impossible to succeed without super high luck.

But Fang Shaobai here has a bloodthirsty demon silk made of bloodthirsty demon spirits, which can devour blood and secrete demon essence blood, which can improve the quality of the spirit beast's bloodline without side effects.

There is an opportunity in front of him to promote the bloodline of the Amethyst Stone Tiger, and it is very likely that the Amethyst Stone Tiger will be directly promoted to the first level of Xuanpin, that kind of temptation and the sense of accomplishment brought by success make it difficult for Fang Shaobai to contain.

"It's done!"

Fang Shaobai was not a person who dragged mud and water, since he had decided to do it, he no longer hesitated, and directly released the Amethyst Stone Tiger, placing it under the blood bubble at the end of the bloodthirsty demon silk, and sucking out the demon spirit blood in the blood bubble as he did last time.

Suddenly, a wonderful aura emanated from the Amethyst Stone Tiger's body slightly, and a faint light from the sublimation of the bloodline enveloped the Amethyst Stone Tiger entirely.

Fang Shaobai had a contract with the Amethyst Stone Tiger, and he could clearly feel the subtle and amazing changes in the Amethyst Stone Tiger.

Fang Shaobai couldn't control the excitement in his heart.

The bloodline of the Amethyst Stone Tiger has been sublimated, and it is constantly sublimating. Originally, the high-level bloodline of Huangpin was giving birth to a kind of heaven and earth-like aura from the inside out, and a faint extravagance was breeding, which was climbing towards the peak of a bloodline.

But at the same time, Fang Shaobai was also shocked, the Amethyst Stone Tiger was already a high-level bloodline of the Yellow Grade, and then it was the peak, and when he reached the peak, he should naturally be promoted to the first rank of the Xuan Pin. But this peak is climbing again and again, and you can feel obvious progress, but it seems that you have not been able to climb the real peak limit...

Seeing that the effect of the demon spirit blood absorbed by the Amethyst Stone Tiger had almost been exerted, the Amethyst Stone Tiger still did not have the intention of breaking through the bloodline realm, but Fang Shaobai could really feel that the kind of control over gravity that the Amethyst Stone Tiger burst out of the bloodline was much stronger than before.

A slight sense...

Fang Shaobai's heart couldn't help but tremble: "Thirty times the gravity!" ”

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