Chapter Twenty-Nine: Refining Corpses

Ignoring the Vietnamese boys, Fang Jin stretched out his hand and saw that a peachwood sword that was originally standing on the ground came directly to his hand.

The material of this peachwood sword is only thirty years old, but it took a lot of effort to find this level of material, and I have to say that this kind of thing is too rare in modern society.

If it was in ancient times, let alone thirty years, there were hundreds of years and thousands of years in the deep mountains and old forests.

The peach wood sword is finely carved with dense runes, this sword is specially refined by Fang Jin, in addition to having some of its own evil spirit-ward off ability, the only function is to enhance Fang Jin's mana, if Fang Jin's current mana is compared to 1, then this peach wood sword can let Fang Jin exert 1.5 power.

However, it is only power, and does not increase the amount of mana.

"Heaven and earth command, yin and darkness as a guide, urgent as a law! Go! ”

Reciting the spell, I saw Fang Jin draw illusory runes in the air with the power of the peachwood sword, and then pointed towards the center of the magic circle, only to see a purple rune slowly rising in the magic circle, a purple light erupted, and the spiritual weapons under the talisman were also pulled up.

A total of twelve runes around Fang Jin also quickly rushed into the magic circle under the purple light explosion, and then a blood light rose in the magic circle, and the blood that was still flowing slowly evaporated rapidly, and those blood qi were fused by the blood light, and the three of them quickly fell into a coma under the shroud of blood light.

At the same time, the blood flow was quickly drawn out of their bodies, and then merged into the blood light, and the blood light became brighter and brighter under the fusion of blood.

"Hurry!"

After seeing that the blood of the Vietnamese boy and several people in his body was drained, Fang Jin immediately increased the input of mana, only to see that the purple talisman appeared violently and made a few sounds, and then it shattered into three parts, and was turned into a purple light and submerged into the foreheads of the three Vietnamese boys.

As soon as the talisman entered the forehead, the originally closed eyes of the three Vietnamese boys suddenly broke open, and a purple rune kept flashing in the miserable white pupils.

"Crush me!"

Quickly reciting the spell, I don't know why this time the sacrificial refining is several times more difficult than before, even with the bonus of the peachwood sword, Fang Jin has already consumed most of the mana at this time, but if it stops at this time, not only will this refining fail, but it is possible that Fang Jin himself will also be counterattacked.

So he could only increase the output of mana again, hoping to succeed in one go.

With Fang Jin's loud shout, he saw that several of the spiritual weapons that were originally floating in the magic circle began to buzz and vibrate, and black qi continued to emerge from the spiritual weapons.

"Click!!"

Several cracking sounds came from the body of the artifact, and gradually the artifact itself began to crack, and some small particles also appeared.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that even though he had used all his mana, it was still a little insufficient, Fang Jin gritted his teeth and moved, only to see the three walking corpses that were originally standing around roaring in unison, and then a gray mist came out of their bodies and quickly merged into the magic circle.

However, after the gray mist was contained by the magic circle, the three walking corpses also quickly decayed and turned into a pile of ashes, these mist were equivalent to the origin of the walking corpses, and once they were lost, the walking corpses would dissipate directly.

The gray mist was worthy of being the root of every walking corpse, and after integrating into the magic circle, Fang Jin felt that his pressure had dropped sharply, and at the same time, the dark weapon that had already cracked quickly collapsed.

Fang Jin didn't dare to be careless, even though it was a foregone conclusion that he saw that the final collapse of the spirit weapon was a foregone conclusion, he still continued to transmit mana, and finally, after another five minutes, Fang Jin seemed to hear the sound of something being punctured, and then all the spirit weapons directly turned into ashes and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, several pitch-black small snakes appeared in the circle, constantly wandering around, as if trying to break out of the circle, but every time they reached the edge of the circle, there would always be a blood-colored light curtain blocking them.

For these black snakes, Fang Jin didn't seem to see them, and didn't care about them, but just calmly transmitted mana to the magic circle.

In less than a minute, these black snakes hissed in unison, and then they all turned into black qi and quickly merged into the bodies of the three Vietnamese brothers.

The three Vietnamese brothers had their bodies dry up after their blood was drained, but these black gases made them plump again, but they were still extremely pale.

Seeing that the black qi had been integrated into it intact, Fang Jin swung his peachwood sword and slammed it towards the magic circle with one hand.

"Condensation!"

I saw that the blood-colored light curtain in the magic circle also turned into three constantly twisting runes, and then quickly drilled into the bodies of the three Vietnamese boys.

"Distracted!"

The three divine senses were separated from Fang Jin's divine soul, and then immediately after that, they also burrowed into the minds of the three of them.

After the divine sense entered, Fang Jin felt that he had a connection with the corpses of the three people of Vietnam, and hurriedly reached out and pressed down fiercely, only to see that the original magic circle directly shattered, revealing a huge deep pit under the magic circle, and the pit was filled with a large amount of muddy water.

The bodies of the three Vietnamese Aberdeen fell directly into the muddy water due to the disappearance of the magic circle, and then they were deeply wrapped in underwater silt.

"Whew!"

After learning that the three corpses were wrapped in mud through his divine sense, Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground a little tired.

"Just bury it deep in the mud for seven days and you're done!"

I don't know what the reason for this refining is much more difficult than before, Fang Jin was a little puzzled, could it be because of those sacrificial array patterns, but after thinking about it, these formation patterns didn't move at all from the beginning, until the magic array was smashed by Fang Jin, it didn't show any strangeness, it shouldn't be their problem.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Just when Fang Jin was still thinking, he suddenly felt a burst of extremely powerful spiritual power appear in his body, this spiritual power was extremely huge, and it had already merged with his original mana before he could react.

"Not good!"

The fusion of spiritual power made Fang Jin's mana increase rapidly, and it was running rapidly, Fang Jin hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and then began to guide these mana with his divine soul, and the content of the qi refining technique also appeared in his mind at the same time, if these mana went wrong, then Fang Jin would be in danger today.

But to Fang Jin's surprise, these manas didn't need the guidance of his divine soul at all when they were operating, but instead they were like he had cultivated by himself, and as they increased, Fang Jin's bottleneck in the middle stage of enlightenment slowly began to loosen.