In a dim and deep place, I slowly opened my eyes, but found that my arms were tightly locked by vines, and the whole person was like a piece of bacon hanging from a tree. When I raised my head, it was a whirlwind goshawk!

"You still don't have a long memory. Jun Wuwu snorted coldly, and he was about to use the power of his soul to release the "Soul Magnetic Storm Needle".

However, Jun Wuwu suddenly found that his consciousness was blocked by a strange force, and the power of his soul could not penetrate that seal.

In other words, Jun Wuwu can't expand the soul realm, and he can't use the "Soul Magnetic Storm Needle".

"What the hell have you fed me, and why can't my soul power function properly?" Jun Wuwu raised his head and shouted at the whirlwind goshawk, "Is it the soul forbidden flower!"

The Soul Forbidden Flower, a golden five-petaled flower, is what the name of the flower says: to ban the power of the soul.

As soon as the whirlwind goshawk's wings swept, a whirlwind appeared, like a sharp bayonet drilling into Jun Wuwu's right leg.

"Phew!"

The clothes on Jun Wuwu's right leg were instantly pierced by the whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, a ** appeared on his right leg, and between the blood rushing, the white bones of Sen Sen were faintly exposed.

"You!" Jun Wuwu's face was instantly covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and one by one they flowed down his face like rain.

"Hiss ......"

Seeing this, the Whirlwind Goshawk raised its head and hissed a few times in a low voice, his tone full of joy and joy of avenging the great vengeance.

"Tick...... Tick ......"

Drops of blood flowed through Jun Wuwu's right leg and onto a boulder below, making a deep dripping sound.

This boulder is also strangely shaped, below is a huge disc-shaped stone, and in the middle is a huge goshawk stone sculpture standing upright on the stone disc, around the goshawk stone carving, there are four pentagonal rune formations separated in four elephant shapes, and an octagonal rune formation is carved below the goshawk stone carving.

On top of the goshawk stone carving, there was another huge stone bowl stained with blood, and the bowl was all dark blue blood, and there was a little bit of red blood hidden in the dark blue blood.

However, with the addition of Jun Wuwu's blood, the dark blue blood seemed to boil, slowly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood slowly flowed out of the rune formation located around the goshawk stone carving, slowly flowing along the runes.

"Hiss ......"

The whirlwind goshawk looked down at the boulder below, and saw that the four major rune formations began to condense, and shouted again, and then swept his wings, and another whirlwind broke through Jun Wuwu's left leg, that is, there was a burst of blood dripping into the stone bowl, and Jun Wuwu's blood was obtained, and the speed of blood flowing in the four major rune formations increased by a few points, and in a blink of an eye, it had already flowed through one-tenth of the rune formation.

On the other side, Jun Wuwu saw that the whirlwind goshawk kept looking down, so he also looked down in confusion, and just lowered his head. A sharp pain in the left leg returned.

"Bastard thing. Jun Wuwu's teeth were confined, and the corner of his mouth was bitten through a wound, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the cold eyes of the whirlwind goshawk.

"You don't want me to see it, I want to see it!" Jun Wuwu mistakenly thought that the whirlwind goshawk's blow just now was to block him, so he gritted his teeth and looked down sharply.

As soon as he saw the stone bowl filled with dark blue blood and the four rune formations that gradually came into play, Jun Wuwu's face changed, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "War Eagle Altar!"

The War Eagle Altar is a means for the Eagle Clan to imitate the purification of the Feather Clan's Emperor Suzaku, collecting a variety of demonic beast blood, and mixing and regulating it with human blood, and the mixed blood produced by it circulates four purifying rune formations, and then merges into the evolution rune array in its center, burning out a scorching evolution flame, and finally jumps into the flame to complete the evolution.

"How is that possible!The War Eagle Altar has been destroyed since ancient times, this War Eagle Altar ......," Jun Wuwu said loudly, but the War Eagle Altar below him was a stark proof that the War Eagle Altar was not completely destroyed, at least, this one was safe.

"I said why didn't you kill me after you caught me, it turned out that you wanted to drain all my blood to complete your own purification process. Jun Wuwu suddenly thought of a terrible reality, and couldn't help but say aloud.

"Hiss ......"

Looking at Jun Wuwu's face full of surprise and slightly frightened, the whirlwind goshawk screamed a few more times, and his tone was smug.

Then, with a flap of wings, a layer of gray wings on his body was actually blown away, Jun Wuwu looked down, only to see that the whirlwind goshawk at this time was covered with a layer of golden-red wings, and the pieces of wings were like a golden-red knife inserted into its wings, and its mouth gradually became bent, gradually changing from an eagle's beak to an eagle's beak.

"You are really not a whirlwind goshawk, but a golden light melting blood eagle!" Jun Wuwu frowned, looking at the whirlwind goshawk who had completely changed its appearance and said.

"Hiss ......"

Whirlwind goshawk, no! It was the golden light and blood-melting eagle that raised its head high, and spat out a loud chirp from its mouth.

The golden light melts the blood eagle, a special psychic demon beast in the early stage of the wind and fire attribute, covered with golden-red blade-like wings, good at camouflaging himself, and then taking the opportunity to sneak attack the enemy.

"No, if the Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle wants to fully evolve and become a lord-level spirit beast, it must completely drain the blood in my body, and at that time, I will be completely dead. Jun Wuwu's mind turned, and he thought of the seriousness of the problem.

Immediately, when the golden light melted blood sculpture raised its head and chirped, the two hands hanging in the air flicked, and a layer of mist surrounded the body.

Immediately after Jun Wuwu ran the power of time and space summoning, a vein shaping potion was remotely controlled by Jun Wuwu and scattered towards the water mist.

"Thanks to the fact that I didn't reveal my identity as a summoner, otherwise the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture would have sealed my space-time summoning power, and I would have been completely useless. And the golden color is exactly the body color of the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture, and it will not detect the abnormality. Jun Wuwu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hiss ......"

Seeing that the red blood was no longer enough, the golden light melting blood sculpture condensed two more whirlwinds and stabbed at Jun Wuwu's arms.

"......"

His arms were pierced in response, and the beads of sweat on Jun Wuwu's face appeared more, and his clothes clung to his skin as if they were washed.

"You wait for me, if one day, my strength surpasses you, I will definitely destroy your Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle Clan!" Jun Wuwu trembled and shouted at the Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle.

A sound came out of the nose of the golden light melting blood carving, and a small whirlwind blew towards Jun Wuwu's neck.

Jun Wuwu's face changed, and with a sudden force on his arms, he dodged the whirlwind's attack, but because of excessive force, more blood flowed out from the wounds on Jun Wuwu's arms, and it fell on Jun Wuwu's face.

"Meridian lines, condensation!" Jun Wuwu closed his eyes, let the golden light melt blood carving ravage himself, his consciousness was completely concentrated in his body, and he restored the broken meridian lines through the pain of his body.

Seeing that Jun Wuwu closed his eyes, and there was no pain on his face, he lost the fun of playing, and his mouth just thought about it, so he spit out two more whirlwinds, and after cutting two deep wounds on Jun Wuwu's legs, he held it aside and looked down at the degree of condensation of the rune formation.

At this time, the four major purification rune formations had been completely implemented by the mixed blood circulation, and now the four mixed blood lines merged into one and slowly flowed into the last formation, the evolution rune formation.

On the other side, the meridian lines in Jun Wuwu's body have also begun to recover, and the meridian lines are like wandering colors flowing left and right, flowing quickly and slowly to the texture faults.

In the middle of the middle, a woman in crimson close-fitting armor led a group of masked men in gray-black armor groping their way forward.

"The detector sensed that the Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle was in this area, and you are fighting separately, separate to find the hiding place of the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture, and notify me when you find it. The woman in the crimson armor said to the masked man behind her, listening to her tone, as if she was the leader of the group.

"Huh!"

The group of masked men behind the woman changed in response, either alone or in groups of two, exploring the hiding place of the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture.

"If the soul power is not sealed, connecting the meridian lines should be very simple and can be completed. Jun Wuwu frowned and sighed in his heart.

In a person's body, the meridian lines are criss-crossed, connected to each other and the traffic is intricate, and there are not thousands, but tens of thousands. And each meridian pattern has its own unique connection point, and if the connection is wrong, the fighting spirit will rebound, the meridians will go backwards, and the life is still light, so you can only check and screen little by little in the body, and time will naturally be wasted.

But as time passed, the blood in Jun Wuwu's body also wanted to flow out of the six wounds, and at this time, Jun Wuwu also had some slight dizziness in his brain, as if he felt that his body was not his own.

"Whew~"

Time passed like this, and after about a quarter of an hour, a flame the size of a soybean suddenly appeared on the war eagle altar below Jun Wuwu, burning with a flame as bright as a star.

"Hiss~~"

Seeing that the flames were burning successfully, the golden light melting blood eagle's eyes flashed with excitement and joy more and more, and as soon as its body shook, several golden-red wings fell off from the wings, like a spike inserted into Jun Wuwu's legs, and several more blood gushed out.

"There is still one thing missing, there is still one thing missing, the golden light melts the blood carving, you wait for me, wait for me to recover the meridian lines and re-run the fighting qi, and then I will compete with you. At this moment, Jun Wuwu forgot that the Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle was a psychic-level demon beast, and he also forgot that he was a martial realm, and his heart was full of infinite anger, full of anger, and full of war intent!

He hated it! He hated the Golden Light Melting Blood Eagle for treating him as a tool for its advancement! He hated him even more for treating him as a toy that could be ravaged at will!

"Found it!" At this time, Jun Wuwu suddenly discovered the last line of the fault, and hurriedly commanded the meridian lines to connect the last line of faults!

"......"

A low muffled sound came from Jun Wuwu's body, and countless thick and thick ones were flowing and rushing on the meridian lines that he had successfully connected.

"Wait for me!" Jun Wuwu suddenly opened his eyes, secretly picked up his fighting spirit to recover the wound, after the nourishment of the fighting energy, Jun Wuwu's powerlessness caused by ischemia was gradually alleviated, and then Jun Wuwu used his fighting spirit to drill the soul barrier formed by the soul forbidden flower!

At this time, the flame on the altar of the war eagle was already the size of three stone urns, and no matter how far away Jun Wuwu was from the flame, he could feel the pure positive energy contained in this flame.

"Sister Qingxiao, as long as you complete this arrest mission, you will be able to become the disciple of the vice dean, right?" Outside the hiding place of the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture, one of the masked men said to the woman in the crimson armor.

"That's right, as long as I can get the corpse of the Golden Light Melting Blood Sculpture, I can become a disciple of the Sword Emperor. If it's captured, then it's even better. "The real name of that red-armored woman is Li Qingxiao. At this time, I saw her two eyes staring at the pointer on a boxy black metal in her hand, and said slowly.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing the pointer spinning back and forth, and then suddenly stopped, Li Qingxiao raised her head, only to see that the bronze pointer pointed to a gap in the cliff in front of her.

"Sister Qingxiao, is it ......" The masked man also saw the bronze pointer on the black metal and asked out loud.

Li Qingxiao took a deep breath, put the black metal on his back, and reached out and pulled out a golden spear.

"Found it!"

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