Chapter 39, The Sacrifice of the Broken Hallows Weapon

"With me here, you want to master the battle flag!"

The black python opened its mouth and made a sharp sound, but it was a little old and full of exhaustion in the sharpness.

Long Buqi's expression was indifferent, "You are just a mark, as long as I destroy you, I can master this small world, which is equivalent to mastering the battle flag." ”

The black python roared.

"I am the secret seal of the Martial Saint, you are only in the Yuan Tibetan Realm Condensation Period, why do you kill me?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Long Buqi's eyes.

"Do you want to scare me when I am a three-year-old child? Your master has been dead for hundreds of years, and you can't get the replenishment of Yuan Li, and after so long, you are already very weak! And my true body is outside, and it is only a matter of time before I can continuously input Yuan Li to come in and wear you out!"

Sizzle......

Wisps of pure Yuan Force invaded.

Showing its original form, it turned into a dragon and a dragon, densely crowding the entire mountain.

The black python's huge black eyes suddenly became a little flustered.

Long Buqi snorted coldly.

"Obey me, or die!"

Thousands of dragons are not utensils, and they are also drunk cold.

"Obey me, or die!"

"Submit to me, or die!" ......

The cheers were like a tide, and the sound was mighty.

It makes the whole small world tremble slightly!

Sizzle......

Another wisp of Yuan Force soaked in.

Turned into a dragon and a weapon, and the three mountains were crowded!

Roar!

The black python roared unwillingly in the sky.

It is the embodiment of the secret seal left by the Martial Saint, and it is really unwilling to ask it to be sincere to a martial artist in the condensation period.

But if you don't convince yourself, you will be wiped out and disappear forever!

Huge black eyes flashed with hesitation, struggle, and hideousness...... The complex color of anger.

In the end, in vain it turned into a helpless sigh.

"Well, I'm willing to convince you, I hope you don't insult the prestige of this holy weapon!"

"You should be glad that this artifact has fallen into my hands, and that it is a blessing. ”

Long Buqi's expression was indifferent, now that his cultivation is low, he needs this holy weapon, if it is placed in his previous life, it is no different from garbage, and he will not look at it.

The black python was a little annoyed, but it was not easy to attack, and snorted coldly.

"I hope your future achievements will be as arrogant as your words!"

It closed its huge black eyes appointedly.

The tens of thousands of dragons that crowded the three mountains suddenly moved, quickly concentrating, and merging with each other one by one.

Airplanes!

Finally, it is condensed into a dragon device.

The whole body is blooming with the brilliance of Yuan Li.

It shrunk smaller and smaller, turning into a humanoid mark, imprinted between the eyebrows of the black python!

......

The outside world of the small world of Battle Flags.

Long Buqi slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Xiaochan asked, "Senior Brother Bu, what's wrong?"

"The sacrifice is finished. Long Buqi nodded slightly, the black evil python was not a real life, it was similar to the machine spirit, and it was transformed by the imprint left by the elder of the Ji family.

After the death of the elder Taishang of the Ji family, the mark left by him lost his owner.

After hundreds of years of evolution, a trace of independent intelligence was born, which can turn into a black python in the small world of battle flags.

He left the Yuanli brand on the black evil python, and the black evil python must obey his command, otherwise, as long as his mind moves, it will be annihilated!

Mastering the Black Python is equivalent to mastering this mutilated artifact!

This is the simplest and most direct way to refine the sacriss.

Of course, it can also be sacrificed to wipe out the mark of the original owner and brand his Yuan Force mark.

However, Long Buqi did not choose to do so.

On the one hand, although the mark left by the Supreme Elder of the Ji Family was very weak, it would take a long time to completely erase it.

On the other hand, the imprint left by the Supreme Elder of the Ji Family has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, thus making this holy artifact have spiritual wisdom, which is extremely rare.

Therefore, in the end, I chose to control the black python to control this mutilated holy weapon!

Whining!......

Suddenly, there were strange sounds from the depths of the valley, like crying and laughing.

"No, Senior Brother, my head hurts. ”

Yan Xiaochan's pretty face was white, she held her ears tightly, collapsed on the grass, curled up, like a little cat annoyed by a mouse, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she almost cried in pain.

"Who's pretending to be a god!"

Long Buqi stared into the depths of the valley, his eyes flashing with coldness.

Quickly walked to Yan Xiaochan's side and injected Yuan Li into her body to help her resist.

Long Buqi also felt a tingling sensation, and this strange sound, like an awl with a handle, drilled into his ear, making his whole head seem to crack!

Airplanes!......

"Reverse Dragon Gong" works on its own in the body, isolating the sound and removing the stinging sensation immediately.

While inputting Yuan Force into Yan Xiaochan, while carrying her on her back, the Heavenly Demon took nine steps and rushed towards the depths of the valley.

This strange voice is obviously a kind of sound skill.

He wanted to see who was in the depths of the valley.

The valley is full of ancient trees, and the deeper you go, the more reckless and reckless you become.

Sou!......

Long Buqi cast the nine steps of the Heavenly Demon, walking on the ground, and soon came to the deepest part of the valley.

In the distance, I saw a dead ancient tree, a man with three heads, six arms and two legs, or a monster, nailed to the trunk of the tree by a wooden spear, covered with dust, and I don't know how many years it had been dead.

At its feet, the blood was mottled and had dried up, and a lot of moss had grown.

The blood was not red, but green.

Whining!......

The strange sound came from the corpse, and it seemed to hear the footsteps of the dragon Buqi, and the sound stopped abruptly and fell silent.

The whole valley fell silent.

"No, Senior Brother, let's go, it's a little strange here. ”

Yan Xiaochan's voice trembled

Long Buqi patted her lightly, turned back and gave her a reassuring look, staring at the strange corpse.

"Are you pretending to be a ghost?"

The valley was very quiet.

The corpse did not "speak" to speak.

There was only the sound of Yan Xiaochan's suppressed breathing, she was extremely nervous, lying on Long Buqi's back, hugging his neck tightly.

Long Buqi was almost strangled by her, "Senior Sister Xiaochan, let go of some, do you want to strangle me to death." ”

Yan Xiaochan's face flushed, she let go slightly, her tense spirit was also a lot more relaxed, she couldn't help but glance sideways at Long Buqi's delicate face, every time she looked at him like this, no matter where she was in danger, she would feel at ease.

"No, Senior Brother, you are so bold, I can't do it, I'm scared when I see this. ”

Long Buqi smiled.

"As a martial artist, there is nothing in the world to be afraid of. ”

Itchy in her ears, Yan Xiaochan's voice is very good, soft and soft, she always speaks so quietly, as if she is afraid that speaking too loudly will be disgusting, but this time she said in her ear, but she heard it very clearly.

Airplanes!

The dragon did not release wisps of yuan power to sense the corpse.

A dead corpse can't make a sound, and there must be something strange about it.