"The Conjuring Flag, the Bloodline Call, and the Supreme Divine Blood!" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse began.

At the same time, he was also secretly sneering in his heart, but the method was said, see how you summon spirits.

It is almost impossible for anyone to gather these three things, and just one is enough to cause headaches.

"You're cheating us!" said Xiang Longyu with a roar.

He can see that the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, from the beginning, did not intend to help them, and was completely fooling them.

Just imagine, where do they find these three things, the Soul Flag alone is enough to give people a headache, they can't do it at all, and if they say it, they don't say it.

"What do you want? He has placed a primordial blood curse!" The Holy Son of the Apocalypse raised his hands and sneered, very arrogant, with a sense of fearlessness, and even specially emphasized the words "Primordial Blood Curse".

"You ......," Xiang Longyu said with angry eyes.

The others also showed their killing intent, and looked at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse very angrily, they didn't expect that the Holy Son was so despicable now, and he actually used words to deliberately deceive them.

Giving such a useless method, there is no difference between saying and not saying, there is no way to raise these three things, it is really a bamboo basket for nothing.

If not, Hao Yu put down that primordial blood curse, they are really going to do it, and now they are all forcibly enduring it, and they really want to kill.

"Hao Yu, look, can this summon spirits?" asked the little flying leopard.

Just when everyone was angry, Little Flying Leopard took out a flag and handed it directly to Hao Yu.

"Hmm!?, how did you get this flag!" Hao Yu asked in surprise.

"At the time of the big bang, the three of us were relatively close. As soon as the explosion passed, Dawn rushed up and protected you, and I followed, and just happened to see this flag, so I put it away by the way. Little Flying Leopard explained.

"Evil thing?" Zhao Zilong immediately reacted, and at the same time a little frightened, he still remembered clearly, this flag was terrible and evil.

Hao Yu shook his head and said: "There is never an evil thing, the evil is always a human being, just like a knife." It can be used to cut things and give people convenience, but at the same time, it can also be used to kill, the key is to see who is using it and with what kind of mentality!"

"You mean to say that this flag can be used to summon spirits?" Xiang Longyu wondered.

"Well, since he can summon spirits, he can also use them to summon spirits!" Hao Yu nodded affirmatively.

Although it was the first time that Hao Yu had touched this flag, Hao Yu could feel that some of the characteristics of this flag, especially in the art of conjuring spirits, were definitely a remarkable object.

"That's great!" Zhao Feiyan immediately said happily.

"What about the Bloodline Calling?" the Bad Dragon asked.

Hearing the bad dragon's question, Hao Yu immediately looked at Xiang Longyu a few times, and the meaning was very obvious.

"Yes, I actually forgot, those are our ancestors!" Xiang Longyu seemed to suddenly realize.

"But what's the use?

He was now very sure that Hao Yu and the others would definitely not kill him, and now that he was safe, he became arrogant here.

He was shocked to see Hao Yu and they found two things, but after thinking about it, he felt extremely comfortable in his heart, three things got two things, and one thing was missing, this result was the most frustrating, and he was the happiest.

Seeing those teenagers, just seeing hope, and the feeling of disappointment, it was really cool, and finally let out a bad breath, extremely happy.

"Bad Dragon, give him a 'political lesson', remember to be gentle!" Hao Yu looked at Bad Dragon and said.

"Okay!" the bad dragon rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, and with a wicked smile, walked towards the Holy Son of the Apocalypse step by step.

"Politics lesson?" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse wondered.

Then, when he saw the evil dragon's fierce look, he instantly understood the meaning of those three words, and immediately said nervously: "What do you want to do? He has put a blood curse!"

"He said he wouldn't kill you, and he didn't say he wouldn't beat you!" the bad dragon smirked.

"You ......" the Son of the Apocalypse's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of ......screams came out, like killing a pig, and it was miserable.

However, the bad dragon is also very careful about proportion, picking the places that hurt the most, but avoiding those vital points, and trying not to hurt his life, which is the way to hurt but not hurt.

Therefore, after only a short while, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse was beaten to the point that his skin was blue and his face was swollen, like a pig's head.

"It's so comfortable!" said the Bad Dragon soothingly.

And the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, with resentful eyes in the back, was looking at the bad dragon, and his heart was full of hatred, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of being repaired again.

He was very depressed, and he wanted to play word games and deceive Hao Yu, but he didn't expect that he was also shunned by that young man, and it was really a mountain and a mountain high.

"Alas, it's really the same, where to find the supreme divine blood?" Fatty sighed.

Hearing Xiaopang's words, everyone frowned, and they all showed heavy looks, they were all very lost, it was really as the Holy Son of the Apocalypse said, it was the same object, and there was no way to continue at all, just hopeful, and disappointed.

Seeing Hao Yu and their disappointed looks, although the Holy Son of the Apocalypse did not dare to express it directly, he was secretly happy in his heart, and he was secretly happy, very comfortable.

"It's so comfortable!"

At this moment, a lazy voice came from Hao Yu's Xiaoding, which was called a comfortable one.

"Little thing, are you looking for a fight?" the corners of the bad dragon's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the little water man with a bad temper.

"You're asking for trouble!" said the little water man with disdain.

"Don't be dumb, if you have something to say, let it go!" Hao Yu glanced at the little water man, but at the same time, he was surprised, as if the little water man saw something.

"Young man, be elegant, don't be so vulgar, isn't it just the blood of the gods?

"Let's be clear!" Hao Yu showed an excited expression, a little excited.

And everyone else also looked at it, looking at that Xiao Ding intently, and his solemn expression immediately changed to an excited expression, as if he saw some hope, and they all looked nervously.

"It's just divine blood! You really hold the treasure as a broken piece of copper and iron. The little water man gave everyone a blank look.

"Really?" Xiang Longyu asked excitedly, his whole body trembling and a little excited.

"Well, any one of you has at least divine blood. The little water man nodded seriously.

"What? Everyone's blood is? You are talking nonsense, how is it possible?" The Holy Son of the Apocalypse couldn't help but speak, looking at that Xiao Ding, and seriously doubted.

"Oh, I was wrong!"

"I said yes, how could it be!" Before the little water man could finish speaking, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse immediately interrupted, as if he was relieved, feeling that this was the result he wanted.

"Boy, he's too much of an eyesore, continue your political lesson!" the little water man looked at the bad dragon, and then squinted at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

"It's rude, bear child, if you don't fight, you will go to the house to uncover the tiles, and you will not be beaten!" the bad dragon squinted at the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

Then, the Son of the Apocalypse began to tragedy again, and was beaten to the ground.

"Go on!" Hao Yu began.

In fact, Hao Yu already had some conjectures in his heart, knowing how to find the divine blood, and basically sure that they had already gathered three things.

"Divine blood, as the name suggests, is the blood of the gods. If I am not mistaken, except for the guy who owes the beating, the ancestors of the rest of the people have at least produced the characters of the gods, the bloodline you have, the blood you have, that is, the so-called divine blood, is even more advanced than the divine blood, and even more may have the supreme bloodline, compared to the so-called divine blood, I don't know how many times higher, even I, I dare not imagine!" said the little water man solemnly.

"What? How is it possible? A bunch of monsters? This is impossible!" the little water man has a blue skin and swollen face, it is called a miserable one, it is really more like a pig's head than a pig's head.

Originally, he didn't want to speak anymore, every time he spoke up, it was so miserable, and he was beaten to doubt his life, which was really embarrassing.

However, the words of that little water man were really shocking, and they simply subverted his understanding and exceeded the scope of understanding.

You must know that the god is a legend in the legend of the Martial Arts Continent, and in the history of the entire Martial Arts Continent, there are only a handful of recorded figures close to the gods, definitely no more than the number of hands, and every time a god appears a figure, it subverts the pattern of the entire Martial Arts Continent.

However, the little water man said that all the teenagers present were at least the bloodline of the gods, and even the bloodlines above the gods, and the little water man was even more exaggerated to say that someone's bloodline was many times higher than the blood of the supreme god.

What kind of bloodline can be so exaggerated, if this kind of bloodline really exists, just thinking about it will make people's scalp numb, their whole body chills, and their hearts are not afraid, it is impossible.

"You're looking for it again, huh?" said the bad dragon as he walked over again, his eyes cold.

"You ......" The corners of the Apocalypse Son's mouth twitched, revealing a frightened expression.

Now, I was really scared, and I had a deep fear in my heart, and I was successfully "trained" by the bad dragon.

"Ignore him, let's get started!" Hao Yu said.

"Do you know any powerful methods of conjuring spirits?" Hao Yu looked at Xiao Shuiren and asked seriously.

Little Water Man, since he knows so much, he must also know some methods of soul summoning, and may even know some powerful soul conjuring spells, because after all, Xiao Water Man has lived for so long, and he may even be an old monster.

"It's just a conjuring, little meaning!" said the little water man.

Immediately after, the little water man passed a spiritual imprint to Hao Yu.

Then, Hao Yu looked at Xiang Longyu and said, "How about using your blood to sacrifice and conjure spirits?"

"Well, okay!" Xiang Longyu and the others nodded without hesitation.

Originally, those deceased heroic spirits were their ancestors, and they had an unshirkable responsibility to summon spirits, even if they had to pay a big price, they should not shirk it, even if Hao Yu didn't open his mouth, they would take the initiative to raise it.

They knew very well in their hearts that even if there was a little hope, they would try and do their best to bring these heroic spirits back so that they could truly rest in peace.

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