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The advantage of blood refining is that it does not consume demonic power, and if it does not use demonic power, it will not aggravate the demonic baby's injuries. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the biquge.info of the wèn Aishang Novel Network) And this advantage is conditionally limited, if it is not for Zhao Sicheng's demon baby being seriously injured, this advantage is not considered an advantage.

There are many shortcomings of blood refining, the coolies have lost their minds, only instinct remains, and the combat is relatively rigid, and Zhao Sicheng needs to command with mental power, which is one thing. On the other hand, every time the blood array is activated, it needs the support of Zhao Sicheng's blood, and to use a blood refining, it needs to be cultivated for a period of time before the next blood refining can be carried out. This is also the reason why Zhao Sicheng hopes that the coolies will hand over their souls by themselves.

Zhao Sicheng's blood sprayed on the grimace, and the grimace also let out a ghostly cry of "......squeak", the grimace showed a painful expression, and the long tongue stretched out longer, all dragged to the ground.

Hearing the ghostly scream of the grimace, and this strange scene, even the dark sword god had a numb scalp.

The Dark Sword God wanted to interrupt Zhao Sicheng's blood refining, but when his fighting spirit was still there, the three of them couldn't defeat Zhao Sicheng together. Now that the Dark Sword God is seriously injured, and there is not a drop left of his fighting spirit sealed by Zhao Sicheng, there is nothing left about Zhao Sicheng.

With the support of Zhao Sicheng's blood, the grimace looked painful, but in fact, it was refined faster, but the grimace squirmed a few times and slowed down again.

Zhao Sicheng spurted out a stream of blood again, "squeaky ......" accompanied by Zhao Sicheng's blood, and the grimace let out a sharp ghost scream.

Continuing the same operation, after Zhao Sicheng spurted blood nine times, the tongue of the grimace had been dragged for more than two meters, but it couldn't get out of the blood array. After nine times, the grimace began to swell slowly, as if it had been eaten.

In less than three minutes, the grimace exploded like a bubble with a "pop" of grimace, revealing the fire-type sword god inside.

The appearance of the fire-type sword god who has been refined by the blood array has not changed much, but the tongue is very similar to the grimace just now, and the tongue of the fire-type sword god has stretched out more than a foot long, how can a human tongue be so long?

"Good blood slave, this time it has also been upgraded by a small level, do you want to try it?" Zhao Sicheng said to the dark sword god.

When the blood slave saw Zhao Sicheng, it was like seeing his own father, and he fell to the ground, and his long tongue was dragged on the ground. The blood slave seemed to be able to understand Zhao Sicheng's words, and suddenly turned to the dark sword god.

At this time, the dark sword god saw that the eyes of the blood slave actually emitted a red light like a beast. The current appearance of the blood slave is six or seven points similar to the zombies refined by the necromancer.

"Blood slave, go, get him here. Zhao Sicheng pointed to the blood array.

"Don't ......" Before the dark sword god finished speaking, he was dragged into that blood array by the blood slave.

Seeing that Zhao Sicheng was about to bled again, the Dark Sword God shouted, "I am willing to hand over my soul!"

"Waste the deity's time, drain the soul! It's good to be like this earlier, the deity will make you leave a memory, maybe the deity will be happy one day, and let you be a god like Chris. Zhao Sicheng said so, but added a sentence in his heart, "That's impossible." ”

demolished Zhao Sicheng's home, interrupted Zhao Sicheng's cultivation, and the demon baby that Zhao Sicheng had just formed was almost collapsed, almost regressed in cultivation, and almost killed Zhao Yuanzheng.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a gap in the defense of Prince Gong's Mansion, Zhao Sicheng would have tortured their souls for hundreds of years, how could he talk so much nonsense with them?

Zhao Sicheng's purpose in saying this was to say it to the wind sword god.

Sure enough, the Wind Sword God heard Zhao Sicheng say the word Fengshen, and then recalled Chris's attitude towards Zhao Sicheng just now, and the Wind Sword God said faintly: "Forget it, if you want to take it." ”

After speaking, the Wind Sword God had a trace of melancholy in his heart, and he was a little surprised. When someone else is under you, how can you do it alone? Just look at Chris.

Then again, it's good to cool off under the big tree. Not to mention the god realm for the time being, it is difficult for all kinds of minor gods to survive, and the god tomb sealing god realm alone is not a charitable place. Seeing that Zhao Sicheng could trigger the elemental ocean and became Zhao Sicheng's subordinate, not only was the god safeguarded, but also found a big tree to shelter from the wind and rain in the divine realm in the future.

How did the Wind Sword God know that Zhao Sicheng didn't intend to make him a god at all, and when the soul was in Zhao Sicheng's hands, it would be up to the Wind Sword God to decide.

After receiving the soul of the Wind Sword God, Zhao Sicheng looked at the blood slave whose eyes were emitting red light, and said at the door of the secret room: "Someone." ”

"What does the master command?" Two young men in their twenties were kneeling in front of Zhao Sicheng, and the three spiritual texts of "Xiaoyao Pavilion" were carved on their foreheads.

Zhao Sicheng took out an iron chain and tied it around the neck of the blood slave, "You two take it out to repair King Gong's mansion." ”

The blood slave of the late god-level strength is a deterrent force, and the rebuilding of Prince Gong's Mansion Zhao Sicheng needs to add a formation to the foundation, which is a hole card left for the family, and the less others know, the better. In addition to deterrence, Blood Slaves can do just that.

"Yes, master!" replied both slaves at the same time.

The two slaves were very frightened, with their tongues more than a foot long, their eyes red, like blood slaves like beasts. Especially when the blood slaves sniffed around on them, and after making sure that they had Zhao Sicheng's scent, the red light in their eyes decreased slightly.

Both young men had the level of 7 sword masters, and they were still sniffed by the blood slave and their hairs stood on end.

"Go ahead. "After a little delay, it was already dawn.

Although Prince Gong's Mansion recruited some craftsmen to repair it, there were still earth magicians who came to help. Some of these earth magicians are from the Zhao family, Zhao Sicheng is estimated to have been sent by the Ten Ancestors, and other nobles in the imperial capital have invited them to show favor to Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng wanted to arrange the formation in the foundation of Prince Gong's mansion, and he didn't intend to let other nobles in the imperial capital know about it at all.

"Yes, master. ”

Sure enough, as Zhao Sicheng expected, the blood slave in the late stage of the god level was led out by two young men, and his long tongue and eyes emitting red light immediately caused panic around him.

The blood slave is refined by Zhao Sicheng's blood, and it will not be rough on the Zhao family who has the same blood as Zhao Sicheng, and the person with Zhao Sicheng's smell on his body will not attack either.

After the blood slave tore n n earth magicians, not only did the nobles in the imperial capital dare not set foot on the land of King Gong's mansion, but even the maids and servants of King Gong's mansion hid far away, for fear of being caught by the mad dog of the blood slave and then losing their lives.

Seeing from a distance with an iron chain tied to his neck, a blood slave with god-level strength digging the ground quickly like a coolie, the people in the imperial capital were more afraid in their hearts in addition to pointing fingers. Everyone has seen the strength of the blood slave, it is a real god-level, and it is also a late god-level.

Additional Today's Winner:

Lunar calendar: April 2 (癸Chou) (Chongyang)

Today's auspicious culprit: Ping (when the sun is full)

Today's auspicious time: Chen, Si, Shen, You

Today's fierce time: Yin, Wei, Xu, Hai

Twenty-eight Nakshatras: See

Appropriate: sacrifice, capture, cooking, and picking

Don't: Lawsuits, migration

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