Hua Xia Jiu glanced at the cold-blooded son who was always staring at him without rolling his eyes, raised a hand and shook it in front of the latter's eyes, and reminded: "Senior Brother Leng! ”

Hearing this, the cold-blooded son shook slightly, and smiled bitterly in his heart, seeing that this was clearly still a childish boy, but it was so difficult to see.

At this moment, the cold-blooded man was suddenly a little worried, he deliberately omitted to say the information about the blood contract, whether it had been seen by Hua Xia Jiu.

Regarding the blood contract, if one day the soul of the Servant Blood Monarch is stronger than the Lord Blood Monarch, the Lord Blood Monarch will be counterattacked by the Servant Blood Monarch, the Master and Servant will be reversed, and the Lord Blood Monarch will be controlled by the Servant Blood Monarch.

Before thinking about it for the cold-blooded son, his understanding of the ruthless blood skill was far greater than that of Huaxia Jiu, and his refining and promotion of the blood son, as well as its evolution, should be more familiar than Huaxia Jiu. With the help of Huaxia Jiu, he allowed the Blood Son to evolve into the Blood Monarch, and then he could quickly make his Blood Monarch soul stronger than the Huaxia Nine Blood Monarch soul. At that time, it will be easy to make the master and servant Blood Monarch upside down, and in turn control Huaxia Jiu through the Blood Monarch.

Cold-blooded people are not good men and women, or even bad people among bad people, and ruthless people among ruthless people. Naturally, he will not obediently let Huaxia Jiu control him.

Hua Xia Jiu had sworn before that he would not do anything unfavorable to him, so he was gambling, betting that he would be able to make the blood contract backfire, and the anti-servant was the master.

If he knew that even if he succeeded in counterattacking, Hua Xia Jiu could easily return his Blood Monarch to his soul form similar to returning to the furnace, and then recreate a new Blood Monarch, he didn't know how to feel. It's a pity that he will never have a chance to know about this, because if there is no big accident, how can his Blood Monarch's soul be stronger than Huaxia Nine Blood Monarch.

The thought in the cold-blooded son's heart turned, but his face did not show the slightest, and without hesitation, he controlled his blood and left the soul imprint in the blood contract.

Hua Xia Jiu looked like a curious baby, and by controlling his own blood monarch, he controlled the blood of the cold-blooded child to flutter in the cave for a while.

He was very satisfied with the effect of the blood contract, and said with a smile: "Yes, Senior Brother Leng, let all your blood leave a soul imprint in the blood contract!"

The cold-blooded son didn't say a word, and released his other four bloods according to his words, and left a soul imprint in the blood contract one by one.

Although Hua Xia Jiu is simple, sometimes he is even defenseless against people, for example, he has just researched the method of using the blood contract, and he directly used it. Sometimes he even behaves very naïvely, such as staring at him with cold-blooded people just now, and he shakes his hands in front of cold-blooded eyes like a child.

But Hua Xia Jiu is really wise and foolish, and he does things directly to the core of the problem.

Therefore, immediately after that, he suddenly said: "Senior Brother Leng, there are two more requirements, after you do it, I will immediately help you refine the Blood Son and the Blood Monarch." ”

The cold-blooded man raised his eyebrows and said, "What requirements?"

Hua Xia Jiu said, "You told me how to evolve the Blood Monarch into a Blood Demon. Also, you have to make an oath to surrender to me. ”

The cold-blooded man frowned deeply, and the ruthless blood path divine skill naturally could not be taught to outsiders casually, but Hua Xia Jiu released his Blood Monarch in front of tens of thousands of people, thinking that even if he really evolved from a Blood Monarch to a Blood Demon one day, he would not suspect him. What's more, the evolution of the Blood Monarch into the Blood Demon is even more difficult than the promotion of the Out-of-Body Realm to the Question, even with Hua Xia Jiu's weirdness, although I don't know how he has the Blood Son and makes it evolve into the Blood Monarch, it is not so easy to evolve the Blood Monarch into the Blood Demon.

But the second request, he was a little hesitant, the monk swore that if he violated it, he would cause demons in his heart and affect the questioning when he asked. This is why it is called the oath. However, he thought about it, now there is still a distance of 108,000 miles between Xiuwei and the question, hundreds of years later, maybe he will have succeeded in rebelling against the servant as the main thing, and in a few hundred years, anything can happen, maybe Huaxia Jiu will fall.

The cold-blooded man groaned for a while, his eyes flashed with determination, and he said, "Okay! I will promise you these two requests." ”

As soon as the words fell, he took out an empty jade slip and left the Blood Monarch's method of evolving into a blood demon in it, handed it to Hua Xia Jiu, and then swore cleanly.

Hua Xia Jiu was very satisfied with the reaction of the cold-blooded son, so he smiled brightly and said sincerely: "Actually, the reason why Senior Brother Leng surrendered to me is also because the junior brother is going to do a big thing one day, and he is worried that one person's strength is too weak, so he wants Senior Brother Leng to help me." Well, although my senior brother surrendered to me, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, in front of the monks of the sect, you and I still call ourselves senior brothers. ”，

The cold-blooded man nodded noncommittally and didn't speak, but deep down in his heart, he was very interested in the big thing that Hua Xia Jiu said.

Hua Xia Jiu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the cold-blooded son, his expression showed embarrassment, and he said with some embarrassment: "Senior Brother Leng, refining the blood son and the blood monarch requires the consumption of soul energy, and the soul energy I have now is limited, and I can only refine three blood sons." Next time, when I have more soul energy, I'll refine the Blood King for you. What do you think?"

As soon as the words fell, the blood light at the center of his eyebrows flickered, and three blood shadows shot out of it, floating between the two of them.

The cold-blooded son first contracted his pupils, and then his eyes flashed, staring at the three blood shadows, although he had expected it in his heart, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

He didn't feel any fluctuations in Hua Xia Jiu's soul form, nor did he see Hua Xia Jiu make any special moves, but these three blood shadows had already been refined. When the two of them fought before, it can be said that he didn't pay attention, but just now he was always paying attention to Hua Xia Jiu whether it was his soul sense or spiritual sense, but he was regarded as the biggest killer weapon by the entire ruthless lineage, and the unpredictable blood was unconsciously refined, and the two of them refined it while talking. It's horrifying.

Hua Xia Jiu glanced at the cold-blooded son, and said with some uncertainty: "I didn't leave any soul imprint on these three bloods, I think Senior Brother Leng should be able to refine them to use, right?"

Cold-blooded Zi exhaled deeply, looked at Hua Xia Jiu with a complicated expression, the dead and cold aura on his body was diluted a lot, and he felt speechless in the face of Hua Xia Jiu, so he didn't say anything, just nodded a little weakly.

Immediately after that, he remembered what Hua Xia Jiu had said before, and his expression showed thoughtfulness, and he said, "Senior Brother Hua, if I can provide you with enough soul forms, will you be able to refine the Blood Monarch?" ”

Hua Xia Jiu said very lightly: "Yes!"

While the cold-blooded son looked up, he looked at Hua Xia Jiu's expression and felt even more speechless.

So he didn't say any more nonsense, refined the three blood sons on the spot, and after putting them away, he got up and said, "I'll go collect the soul form, and then come to you to refine the blood king." ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Hua Xia Jiu to say anything, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the cave.

Huaxia Jiu's eyes showed appreciation, opened the stone door of the cave, and let the cold-blooded son leave.

After the cold-blooded son left, Hua Xia Jiu thought of Bai Xiangzhu, and his expression was complicated and stunned for a long time before he let out a long sigh.

His expression slowly returned to his composure, and his mind began to think about improving his strength.

Ever since he experienced a catastrophe of life and death in the Netherworld, especially after knowing the truth of this world, he has always had a sense of crisis. Therefore, he was more urgent than before to improve his strength as soon as possible.

He had already made up his mind before this matter. His True Yuan cultivation is too weak, and he needs to retreat and cultivate for a while, improve his cultivation, and then comprehend the Dao of Gengjin, form his own Dao method, master the power of Gengjin's origin, and finally give birth to his own Dao domain.

Thinking of this, Hua Xia Jiu suddenly thought of something else, and a purple storage bag that was significantly different from the ordinary gray storage bag appeared in his hand.

Compared with ordinary storage bags, this purple storage bag is imprinted with many mysterious runes, which is more delicate and gorgeous, and there is a faint sense of vicissitudes and antiquity.

This is the Han Xingkui storage bag, according to Hua Xia Jiu's speculation, this item came from outside the Dao Soul Continent. After he left the Netherworld, he tried to open the storage bag in the Netherworld, but to no avail. Among them, there was a soul consciousness that was as strong as the starry sky, which made it difficult for him to shake, and he couldn't open the storage bag at all.

Under normal circumstances, when the owner falls and the soul dissipates, the soul consciousness and mind on the storage bag disappear and become ownerless. But this purple storage bag is difficult to open because Han Xingkui's body is still there.

After Huaxia Nine Soul Sense probed into the storage bag for a while, he pondered for a moment, and then the soul sense probed again, and the fluctuation frequency of the soul sense began to change dramatically.

He wanted to absorb the soul energy as he usually would, so that the frequency of his soul fluctuations was the same as the frequency of the soul consciousness in the purple storage bag, and then absorb it, and finally break the storage bag.

The complexity and variability of the frequency of soul consciousness and mind fluctuations in this purple storage bag was beyond Hua Xia Jiu's expectations, and he had never encountered such a situation in other soul fluctuations. I think it's because the master's soul realm of this soul consciousness and mind is too powerful and too high-level, so that the soul fluctuations are becoming more and more complex and changeable.

After a full stick of incense, Hua Xia Jiucai's eyes lit up, and he finally summed up the change law of all the fluctuation frequencies of this soul consciousness mind, and began to adjust his soul consciousness fluctuations to form a resonance with it.

After four or five breaths, Hua Xia Jiu's complexion changed, his soul was shocked, and he snorted - a mouthful of hot blood was spewed, and his soul consciousness was ejected directly from the storage bag.

But before Hua Xia Jiu could figure out what was going on, a blue light suddenly filled the storage bag, and a cyan light eye appeared out of thin air, looking at Hua Xia Jiu.

Hua Xia Jiu looked at him for a moment, his body shook, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his face was pale, and he was seriously injured by his eyes.

Hua Xia Jiu was shocked in his heart, and was about to look away, when suddenly a purple lightning appeared out of thin air in the cave, silently slashing at the cyan light eye, and the latter dissipated in an instant.

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