Chapter 11: Extreme Dao Divine Soldiers

"Wu, your father has fallen, but you are still a witch of the Houtu tribe, your cultivation has reached a critical moment, as long as you go further, you will be the five turns of Xuangong, enter the realm of Daluo, and achieve the true body of the Great Witch, but your bloodline restricts yourself, you are not a pure Wuzu bloodline! Although you have created the Human Immortal Martial Dao, constantly consolidating yourself and strengthening your physical body, but compared to the real Great Witch, your physical body is still too weak, and if you want to refine the divine weapon with blood, it is difficult for your physical body to support the huge consumption of essence and blood, even if the treasure house of the tribe is open to you, you only have a chance of success, do you really have to do this? You are the body of a human witch, you have a primordial god, there are many innate spirit treasures in the treasure house, you can choose the innate spirit treasure, there is no need to risk your life to cast a divine soldier! ”

For the tribe to have such a talent as Panwu, Houtu Ancestor Wu still attaches great importance to it, so he appeared to tell the danger of blood refining divine soldiers and persuade Panwu to give up this crazy idea. If it is said that Panwu wants to cast an ordinary divine weapon, Houtu Ancestor Wu will not open his mouth to persuade, there is no danger, it just consumes some qi and blood, but Panwu is not an ordinary divine soldier, Houtu Ancestor Wu can clearly feel the crazy killing intent and terrifying hatred from Panwu, it is obvious that Panwu wants to cast a Extreme Dao Divine Soldier, condensing his own killing intent and hatred of the divine soldier.

"Ancestral Witch, I don't have a choice, I want revenge, I need strength, if I practice according to the class, I don't know how many years it will take to break through the realm of Daluo and achieve the true body of the Great Witch, but in the Lich War, the Great Witch is not worth mentioning, not to mention that I am just a small Taiyi Golden Immortal, my only way is to cast a divine soldier and break through myself with the help of the power of the divine weapon."

"Now you don't have to make a decision in a hurry, you first go to the treasure house to see if there are any treasures you need, the consumption of blood refining divine weapons is amazing, if you have to do this, I won't stop you, but you have to decide carefully! Go ahead and pick the treasures you need, don't worry about the exploits, everything in the treasure house is open to you! ”

Entering the treasure house of the Houtu tribe, Panwu was dazzled, countless heavenly and earthly treasures were piled up into a small mountain, all of which were innate treasures, and they were the best choice for the Wu clan to cast divine weapons.

In continuing to move forward, it is some precious innate spirit fruit, although the number is not much, but the quality is extraordinary, Panwu is very tempting, but did not reach out to take it, but continue to move forward, walk through the spirit fruit area, in front of you is placed neatly in the spirit treasure area, there are dozens of innate spirit treasures, according to the quality of the different divisions, in dozens of innate spirit treasures, ninety percent of the lower grade innate spirit treasures, only a few of the middle grade innate spirit treasures, the top grade innate spirit treasures are not a single one, but the best innate spirit treasure actually has two.

"Life and death, judge pen, it turns out that these two innate spirit treasures are already in the Houtu tribe!"

The eyes are red, and it is fake to say that these two innate spirit treasures are not red, but I know in my heart that these two innate spirit treasures have great cause and effect, and I can't touch them, and I can't take them, this is the treasure of the netherworld, and it is also the treasure of the Houtu Ancestor Witch Dao. Perhaps Hou Tu Zu Wu persuaded himself to let go, hoping that he could choose these two superb innate spirit treasures. It's a pity that these two innate spirit treasures don't belong to themselves, they have their own missions.

After looking at the innate spirit treasure, it was a pile of miscellaneous items, a pile of broken treasures, and unknown things, all of which were piled up there by the Houtu Ancestor Witch. When approaching this pile of clutter, Pan Wu's heart was beating faster, as if there was a treasure in this pile of clutter that was attracting him!

A stone, a blood-colored stone that exudes a faint chaotic atmosphere, it is bright red as blood, with mysterious runes, and a breath of vicissitudes of time, as if it fell from chaos to the desolate land before the opening of the world! In that vicissitudes of life, Panwu had a hint of familiarity, but he couldn't say what this familiar feeling was.

"It's that sword blade, this aura is similar to that sword blade, could it be that this Chaos Stone has been soaked in the blood of a Chaos God and Demon?" Staring at the Chaos Stone in front of him, Pan Wu's mood was extremely complicated. For the Wu Clan, this is a useless Chaos Stone, because this stone has no other purpose except to be strong, but it is different for itself, this is a great chance, whether the stone soaked in the blood of gods and demons can wear down the power in the blade.

As for whether there is a inheritance, Panwu has not thought about it, even if there is, it is incomplete, and the inheritance of the Chaos Gods and Demons is not so easy to obtain, which requires a huge cause and effect.

"That's it, I hope it won't disappoint me!" With a wave of his hand, Pan Wu grabbed the Chaos Stone, turned around and left, for fear that he would take more things from the treasure house and owe more cause and effect if he was a little later.

When Panwu walked out of the treasure house, Houtu Zuwu couldn't help frowning, his persuasion was unsuccessful, Panwu still embarked on the crazy and dangerous road of blood refining divine soldiers, for Panwu's choice, Houtu Zuwu couldn't understand that there were many treasures in the treasure house that were better than this Chaos Stone, why did Panwu choose it, it had no other role besides being strong.

"Panwu, you can choose well, this Chaos Stone has no other function except for being strong, you can go back now and exchange for a treasure!"

"Zuwu, this is my choice, strong is enough, only strong will not be damaged!"

"Whatever you want, you can accept these spirit fruits, the blood refining divine weapon can't be stopped, once you stop, it will fail, these spirit fruits can supplement your own consumption!" When she saw Panwu's determined look, Houtu Zuwu couldn't help but sigh, she was very optimistic about Panwu, but Panwu became very extreme after the death of his parents, which is not a good thing for cultivation!

Silently accepted the spirit fruit, Panwu firmly thanked Houtu Ancestor, and then walked into his own retreat, which was specially prepared by the Houtu tribe for those who refined the divine soldier by blood, in case there was an external force disturbing, after Panwu entered, the great witches of the Houtu tribe were silently guarding, and they were also looking forward to it!

The Wu clan's blood refining divine weapon has a shortcoming, the refiner can't choose by himself, everything depends on the nature of the material to determine what kind of divine weapon, the same is true for Panwu, after calming down the fluctuations in his heart, he began his own blood refining divine weapon, taking out the sealed sword blade and chaos stone and putting them together.

When these two things were put together, the blade of the sword changed, exuding a terrifying killing intent, and the Chaos Stone was also changing, and the rich blood light shrouded the blade, as if it wanted to devour the blade.

Change, finally change, this is what I want to see. Under tremendous pressure, Pan Wu waved his hand and a blood arrow landed on the Chaos Stone and the blade, and a mouthful of natal essence blood merged into the two treasures, and at this moment, Pan Wu's body inspired crazy killing intent and endless hatred.

At the beginning of the blood refining, the entire Wu tribe felt a huge pressure, from the heavy pressure of the heart, and this source was all from the blood refining divine soldiers, such a terrifying change shocked all the great witches. Although they all knew Pan Wu's determination and knew that Pan Wu wanted to refine the Extreme Dao Divine Weapon with blood, they didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

"Such a terrifying killing intent, such an amazing hatred, can he really succeed, if he can forge an Extreme Dao Divine Weapon, what will it look like, can he resist the backlash of the Divine Soldier?" Hou Tu Zu Wu's heart was a little worried, such a terrifying killing intent and hatred would inevitably create a terrifying divine weapon, such a divine weapon would definitely devour the lord as soon as it was born, if it could not be subdued, the person who cast the divine soldier would be destroyed by the divine soldier.

Resentment, the resentment in the blade of the sword was released, the terrifying killing machine was also released, the chaos stone was retreating under these two powers, and the blood color was also retreating, as if it was invincible to this resentment and killing intent, Panwu's mind was under the impact of terror, endless killing intent and resentment poured into his heart, so that he had a desire to immediately rush to heaven and fight to the death with the demon clan, this is all from the influence of resentment and killing intent, the more so, the more he must guard his heart, can not be shaken, once his will is shaken, will be eroded by this boundless resentment and terrifying killing intent, and become a puppet.

"Damn, I made a big mistake, overestimating the power of the Chaos Stone, it can't even block the power of the blade, if it continues like this, soon the Chaos Stone will be cut off!" Soon, Pan Wu discovered this big problem, once the sword blade devoured the blood of the Chaos Stone, his own blood refining divine weapon would inevitably fail, and his own essence blood could not resist the terrifying power of the sword blade.

"Give me the natal essence blood!" In the face of such a dangerous crisis, Panwu had to once again consume his own natal essence blood to help the Chaos Stone with a helping hand, allowing it to block the edge of the sword blade, so that the blood refining could continue without failing halfway. It's just that a person's natal essence blood is limited, and it is impossible for him to use his natal essence blood to renew the life of the Chaos Stone all the time, so that without waiting for the divine weapon to be cast, his own natal essence blood will be completely drained.

Although there is a spirit fruit to supplement its own consumption, the consumption of natal essence blood is not something that can be replenished in a short time. It can be said that at the beginning of the blood refining divine weapon, Panwu fell into a dilemma. in, he doesn't have so much natal essence blood to consume; Retreat, now you can't retreat, the seal on the blade has been unlocked, even if you want to seal it again, you can't do it, such a situation appears to cast a shadow on your heart, when you think of hatred, you can only grit your teeth and continue to persevere, looking forward to a new turnaround!