Stroking the veins of the yang carving, the uneven lines, the palm is a warm and smooth touch, if it is not its maker, watching it grow little by little, ask the legend is almost wrong to think that this pole is not seen, to secretly replaced.

The smooth and delicate texture, the warm and moist jade color, and the hollow lines of the yang carving, this is the texture of the flagpole that now supports the huge flag.

The palm of his hand was gently brushed, feeling the pulsation from the skin of his fingers, and asked Chuanting with a happy smile on his face, "It's not in vain that I tried my best to help you devour a drop of demon blood." ”

Demon blood, the blood dripping from the clutches of the giant. It contains a strong demonic nature, madness, irritability, and endless blood and the will to destroy everything.

A drop of demonic blood fell from a high altitude and slammed into a large pit on the earth, infecting a piece of land and spreading to the outside of the pit, forming a black area.

Holding the Six Soul Banners, Wen Chuanting tried his best to clear an area, and finally extracted a ball of blood from the land and incorporated it into the Six Soul Banners to suppress and devour.

"Good baby!"

Wen Chuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, there was never a moment that made him bloom with joy from the bottom of his heart, from the 48,000 pores of his body. Gently brushing the flag, the tenderness, the action, as if touching one's own child.

Gently shaken, the banner shook and rolled, and the black waves rolled. Feeling the powerful power contained in it, Wen Chuanting looked at the big black pit on the ground, and his eyes were dark green.

"These are all good things, devour and absorb them all, I don't know how far the Six Soul Banners will evolve?!"

In the imagination, the big banner is shaking, the black waves are rolling, the gods and demons are changing, the waves are sweeping, the layers of white bones are piled up, and as far as the eye can see, the white flowers on the earth are boundless.

The spirit of the spirit shuddered, "It's terrifying, it's so ferocious!"

The two words 'Tai' came out of his mouth one after another, his body trembled, and his eyes released excitement.

Suddenly, the light of excitement converged, and his eyebrows frowned, "It's good, it's good, if it really comes to that time, with my current cultivation, if I shake it, my whole body will be squeezed dry." ”

The icy cold air began to spread upward from the tip of the tailbone, and a large banner rolled up a shriveled corpse and fell on the vast ground, surrounded by endless white bones, this scene is terrifying to think about.

"The Six Soul Banners are foreign objects after all, no matter how powerful they are, they are always not better than their own strength, if they encounter a giant palm that comes from outside the sky, the overflowing breath alone can shake my small body apart, and how can I have the time and ability to shake the big flag, I can't escape, and if I die, I will leave the Six Soul Banners as an enemy!"

Shaking his head, he asked Chuanting and murmured, "The Six Soul Banners must evolve and become strong themselves, and the food in this place cannot be wasted, whether it is the demonic qi that has corrupted the earth, or the blood soaked in the soil, this is a good thing that can not be found." ”

His gaze swept over the severed finger that was stuck upside down on the earth, "This is the best food for the growth of the Six Soul Banners!"

From beginning to end, there was one sentence he didn't say, "Demon blood and demonic qi that has spread into the soil cannot be left alone." ”

From the current point of view, there are no truly spontaneously formed demons in the Blue Moon World, and some are only beings enslaved and demonized by extraterritorial demons. That day, a wave was killed, a group was destroyed, and there was still one escape, which was not terrible, but what was terrifying was that endless demon blood was dripping on the ground, and a large area of the soil was infected by the demonic qi contained in the demon blood, and there was no edge in sight.

Leave it alone, whether it is a human race or a demon race, as long as you touch this area, you may be demonized. Even if no one or a demon takes the initiative to approach, the fleeing finch will also drive away the man and demon, and use all means to demonize the life that can be touched.

Whether from the heart or from a long-term perspective, none of this is what Wen Chuanting wants.

"The chaos is not far away!"

A sigh, a sigh, asked Chuanting to dispel all the scattered thoughts in his mind, the big flag shook, and endless black qi surged out, and the black pressure covered a hole.

"Then do my best to give the world a bright future!"

The thought precipitated, and the powerful suction power came out of the six soul flags, and in the black smoke cloud, a small spiral nest was formed, covering the area infected by demonic qi around the big pit, and the swirling nest rotated, in different directions, and there were black smoke clouds separated, fell to the ground, and burrowed into the soil.

Wisps of black smoke came out of the soil, just drilled out of the ground, and were cut off, dispersed and absorbed by the spiral nest rotating above, and after a while, wisps of red smoke emerged from the soil, and then a blood-colored sphere appeared, seeing the blood balls, the black smoke clouds swarmed up like a cat that smelled fishy, wrapped the blood cells layer by layer, and swarmed towards the banner of the Six Soul Flags.

The speed is so fast and the process is so short that it is more than twice as fast as the first time the blood is stripped out of the soil.

The strength urged, the arm shook, the big banner rolled, and between the scrolls, the black smoke clouds outside had all entered the space of the six soul flags.

The black waves were surging, wisps of blood were peeled off from the blood cells, and they were swept away from the blood cells by the waves.

The big banner agitated, and before the blood ball struggled to resist, change its shape, and return to the original owner of the blood, the whole ball of blood was scraped away, turned into rolling power and integrated into the six soul flags, the black surface of the banner was even richer, and a stream of energy came out from the banner surface, sent into the banner rod, and bubbled in the blood vessels of the yang eagle.

As the energy quenched from the blood flowed throughout the entire Six Soul Banners, a little gray substance was separated from the surface and the pole, which was an impurity, an impurity that was refined from the Six Soul Banners.

Decomposing the blood and absorbing the energy, this is a process of quenching, the strength of the six soul flags increases, the weight increases slightly, and the impurities that were not quenched during the previous refining are refined.

Impurities appeared, falling from the big flag, without the slightest pause, the smooth banner pole, the smooth banner surface, still bright as new.

As the days passed, the big flags gained weight day by day, and the six soul flags, which were as light as a feather, became heavier as they absorbed more blood, and the impurities that were quenched out of them were also scarce as they could see, and in the end, there were not even any impurities quenched out of them.

The more energy absorbed, the more the Six Soul Banners continued to grow, from the smallest palm size to the current height of more than ten zhang, which was just the result of absorbing a hundred and ten demon blood. The heavy weight pressed down, and with the strength of his body alone, Wen Chuanting's hands could no longer shake it easily.

The thick flag, the long top, binds a banner that covers the sky and the sun, and the dark material absorbs all the light on the left, and the dark scene makes the people who see it invisibly produce a haze psychologically.

The breeze could no longer roll it, and the banner slowly drooped, and the edges shook gently against the wind, missing the roaring sound of the wind when it was rolled up.

Looking at the endless blackness, Wen Chuanting shook his head, "I can't absorb it anymore, the Six Soul Banners need to be refined, they need to be precipitated, the essence is enough, the next step is to improve the essence, in turn, the essence is improved, so that we can better absorb and devour more demon blood." ”

Glancing at the pole that needs to be held with both hands closed, "It's too big, it's too thick, this has seriously affected the play, it's a good magic weapon to use, and if it's not easy to use, it's just a waste." ”

Swords, guns, swords, halberds and other instruments, whether they are ordinary materials or higher-level weapons, to put it bluntly, the tools of preaching, the means used to clear the obstacles on the way, are the extension of the arm, the expansion of sharp attacks, the means that can amplify the attack by 100 or 200 percent, are not suitable or even unusable, in the end they get in the way, but it is better to go into battle empty-handed, then this so-called divine weapon is just a pile of waste, waste that cannot be used.

That's all.

Wen Chuanting stopped the process of devouring and absorbing demon blood, calmed all thoughts, and began to temper the Six Soul Banners little by little.

The energy that floated on the surface and had not yet been fully absorbed was scattered by him little by little, refined little by little, and integrated into the material of the Six Soul Banners.

Under the tempering of the smooth and crystal six soul flags, the surface of the banner becomes more and more black, the banner rod becomes more and more crystalline, and a large amount of energy fills the material, which makes the material faintly have the possibility of transformation.