Wen Hao saw that the crack of the Blood Transformation Demon Knife was slightly wider, and his face showed joy.

"The power of the 4 fingers of the cave is still not enough, so it seems that it can only be the 5 fingers of the cave sky!"

Wen Hao muttered to himself.

But the Dongtian 5 Fingers, Wen Hao has never used them, because before, he couldn't use the Dongtian 5 Fingers at all.

"Now that I have been promoted to the Martial Emperor and put on the Infinite Sword Costume again, it should be enough!"

Wen Hao thought in his heart, but he didn't use it immediately, but sat down and recovered his true qi.

In fact, before, Wen Hao didn't consume much, and it was only 1 percent of his true qi.

However, the Dongtian 5 Fingers are extremely difficult to use, even if they are less than one True Qi, I am afraid it will not be enough.

The operation of true qi flying in the body, with Wen Hao's 7-star talent, under the heaven-level exercises, the recovery of true qi is still very fast.

It was just a short time for Wen Hao's true qi to return to its peak state.

"That's it!"

Wen Hao stood up suddenly, his eyes were bright, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes.

Now, Wen Hao's state has reached its peak.

This time, Wen Hao stood on the blood-colored earth, tilted his head, staring at the tip of the Blood Demon Knife in the sky, and the aura on his body became more and more fierce and stronger.

Gathering momentum.

Wen Hao's state at this moment has reached its peak, but he is still gathering momentum, gathering all the strength in his body.

5 fingers of the cave, through the clouds.

Wen Hao suddenly let out a loud shout, his right index finger suddenly stood up, and then poked it towards the sky.

Snort.

Wen Hao seemed to hear such a voice, and at the same time, his true qi also came out.

In just a few breaths, the true qi in Wen Hao's body was drained.

Wen Hao put on the infinite sword suit, but the strength of the Martial Emperor's triple, coupled with the blessing of the system, was extremely strong.

But even so, his true qi was instantly absorbed, which showed how huge the consumption of this move was.

But it's all worth it, a huge consumption, in exchange for a huge power.

This finger poked out, which was originally a normal size, but in an instant, it turned into a huge fingerprint 100 meters long.

This fingerprint was not only dark in color, but also absorbed along with the surrounding colors, causing the surrounding blood mist to lose its original color and become pitch black.

It's dark.

Wen Hao felt this feeling in his heart, and at the same time, he felt his body shake and weaken.

Thundered.

The sound of thunder continued to sound in the sky, and around Wen Hao's fingers, there were bursts of black splits, as if black demon dragons were coiled.

This finger kept moving forward, rushing towards the sky, as if it could really break through the clouds.

In the sky, the tip of the Blood Demon Knife seemed to feel the crisis, and it trembled violently, and bursts of blood light appeared on it.

It's just a pity that although the tip of the Blood Demon Knife is strong, it is a fragment of an artifact after all, and along with the destruction of the artifact, the spirituality cultivated in it has long been broken.

If it was a real artifact, if someone dared to touch his majesty, they would definitely attack devastatingly.

But the artifact fragment will not, because his spirituality is also broken, and his wisdom is not so high.

This finger was extremely fast, but it was incomparably long in Wen Hao's senses, and he tried his best to finally push the Dongtian 5 fingers to the highest height and poke them at the tip of the Blood Demon Knife.

Rumble.

There was a loud bang, and the Blood Demon Knife shook violently, and the blood light on it gave birth to ripples.

The roar was incessant and deafening.

But in the midst of the thunderous sound, there was a sudden crisp sound.

Bite.

There was a cracking sound, and the sound was very crisp.

But after this voice sounded, it seemed as if the entire ruins of the Blood God Palace were echoing with its voice.

At this moment, some of the disciples of the Blood God Palace who were still insisting and had not gone mad trembled suddenly, and then the blood in their eyes rushed to the sky, and the true qi in their bodies was actually attracted by this voice, and they went directly violently.

Oh.

A roar of rage rang out.

At this moment, 3 percent of the disciples of the Blood God Palace went crazy.

Under the tip of the Blood Demon Knife, Wen Hao also heard this voice clearly in his ears.

Not only did he hear it, but Wen Hao even saw that on the tip of the Blood Demon Knife, a fragment broke down.

"It's done!"

Wen Hao's face was overjoyed, and then he hurriedly took out Biqing Dan and Xiaoyao Wine and took them at the same time, instantly recovering 7% of his true qi.

After recovering 7 Cheng True Qi, Wen Hao regained his strength, and then flew directly.

Coming to the tip of the Blood Demon Knife again, Wen Hao grabbed the broken fragment with one hand.

Zheng Zheng Zheng.

The broken fragment trembled slightly, but after falling off the tip of the knife, the strength of this fragment was less than one-sixth of the original, and Wen Hao could barely control it.

can control it, can pick it up, then Wen Hao can put it away.

Laugh at.

Wen Hao's thought moved, and the fragment of the Blood Demon Knife was put into the space of the mobile phone.

Then, Wen Hao looked at the tip of the Blood Demon Knife again.

A fragment was lost, but the power of the tip of the Blood Demon Knife was still strong, and if you want to collect it, you still need to continue to break it.

Wen Hao stared at the tip of the knife, and the remaining 4 cracks were also a few points larger.

"Although it couldn't be broken at once, the power of that finger is strong enough!"

Thinking of this, Wen Hao was ready to continue to rest, and then continue to break the remaining 4 cracks.

It was just at this time that Wen Hao felt that the blood mist around him seemed to be pulled by force, and it actually began to shrink and condense.

Whew.

The degree of condensation of the blood mist was very fast, as if a blood-colored whirlwind was blowing in the blood mist.

"What's the situation?"

Wen Hao looked around suspiciously, and then saw that the direction of the blood mist condensation was the location of the tip of the Blood Demon Knife.

With the rapid condensation of the blood mist, Wen Hao saw that the tip of the Blood Demon Knife had actually condensed into blood water from the blood mist.

Seeing this, Wen Hao's expression changed dramatically, the hairs on his body stood up, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his back.

At this moment, Wen Hao remembered something.

That is, at the beginning of Mangdang Mountain, Sun Wenbin turned into a jar of blood and water, avoiding their search. And "Blood Shadow Divine Skill" can also be differentiated into blood mist.

So seeing the blood mist converge, Wen Hao suddenly understood.

This blood mist was transformed by a person's body, and it should be the owner of the Blood Demon Knife.

It's not that Wen Hao is careless, it's completely that this blood mist is too big, larger than the scope of Mangdang Mountain.

Such a big body is actually transformed by a person, which is completely out of Wen Hao's imagination and cognition.

At this moment, Wen Hao could no longer care about the tip of the Blood Demon Knife in front of him, and directly used the extreme talisman, unfolded the ground and shrunk into inches, and ran wildly.

(End of chapter)