A month later.

Nine separations.

The sound of "clanging" resounded endlessly.

The red ripples of the Dao Dao turned into substance, flying and colliding in mid-air, stirring up countless rune lights.

Wang Xiu sat cross-legged on the couch.

Reach into the blazing flame and grasp something hard.

Buzz –

In an instant, the fire was extinguished, and the streamers dimmed.

The fireworks are gone.

Dao ripples converged from all directions, converging into a half-moon-shaped flying blade.

The flying blade is inky black as a whole, with precise patterns engraved on it, and it is impressively the image of a head facing the sky.

Wang Xiu stroked the blade blade of the blade, and suddenly flicked his fingers.

The blade of the wheel, which was originally as smooth as a mirror, shattered violently, turning into seventy-two tiny flying blades, hanging in the air.

Whoosh!

For a while, the cold light in the house was cold, and the breath of the edge almost rushed into the sky, densely packed, forming a special formation, which seemed to be able to smash all things in heaven and earth.

"What a dragon slaying blade!" Feeling the fierce breath in the meantime, Wang Xiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

For a month, he kept trying, and after failing more than ten times, he finally successfully refined this Fulong three-piece set.

His own refining attainments can be regarded as basically stable at the second-order upper grade.

Of course, at present, only these three high-grade spiritual weapons have a relatively high refining power.

But then again, although these spiritual weapons are said to be of the highest grade, because of their unique structure and design, the actual power that can be displayed in the face of the demon beasts of the Jiao Snake is much higher than this.

In addition, when Wang Xiu refined these spiritual weapons, they were all high-grade dark iron, and they were also mixed with the elite of dark iron.

It has greatly improved the effect of the magic weapon.

"With this kind of configuration, even if you really face those third-order early-stage demon dragons in the Immortal Cultivation Realm who have been refining for many years, it may not be impossible to kill them! What's more, it's just a young Jiao who has mastered the use of demonic power at the beginning......"

Wang Xiu's heart was settled, he stood up and pushed the door out.

"Xuan, let Shi, Ye and others pick a group of elites and follow this seat!"

"Dare to ask the Prophet, is this going?" Xuan asked in surprise.

"Slay the dragon!"

……

Somewhere in a cold mountain stream.

The group carefully carried fresh flesh and two living people and walked down the stairs along the mountain path.

Eventually, they came to a bottomless black pool.

They placed flesh and men neatly in the open space in front of them, and then knelt down in unison.

An old man with some kind of feather on his head at the head sang loudly:

"Great all-powerful priest, please accept our sacrifice and give us infinite power!"

Bang la blah.

The voice fell.

The black water pool rolls up a huge whirlpool, like the center of a storm in the boundless ocean, and the waves cover the sky and the sun, and the scene is terrifying.

A pitch-black, massive, mountain-like dragon slowly poked its head out of the depths of the whirlpool.

The temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply.

Maybe it's because the dragon's eyes are too cold, more piercing than the coldest ice and snow.

It glanced at the sacrifices offered by the men in front of it, and the dissatisfaction in its eyes was unmistakable.

It let out a low growl in its throat.

The cold wind howled.

Countless pools of water fell from the sky like torrential rain and smashed on those who knelt down.

Everyone became lower, cold and damp, extremely embarrassed, trembling, but they didn't dare to dodge, but they just said in a trembling voice: "Lord Sacrifice Spirit, we are already working hard to find a new sacrifice, please forgive us this time!" ”

"Ahh

Jiaolong's eyes showed impatience, and when he opened his mouth to suck, the sacrificed figures were swallowed into Jiaolong's mouth uncontrollably.

The screams and struggles lasted only for a moment.

All that was left was the sound of chewing.

Streams of blood mixed with inexplicable liquid hung down from the corners of Jiaolong's mouth that kept opening and closing, some dripping into the pool, and some falling on people, with a strong fishy smell.

They trembled, and did not dare to lift their heads, and their hearts were full of fear.

Only the leaders have a crazy light in their fear, hoping that the priest will give them greater strength after enjoying the food.

Wait for Jiaolong to finish eating these people.

The man at the head said with a flattering look on his face: "Lord Priest, our people have found a tribe in the south, and that tribe is very large...... There are a lot of people, but they are also very strong, and they seem to have some kind of magical power, and they have killed many of us, just like you have given us! ”

Hear this.

A thoughtful look appeared in the dragon's huge eyes, and then a dragon roar came out.

This dragon roar has a clear meaning.

Capture them back and sacrifice them!

The leader hurriedly bowed: "We think so too, but ...... We are not strong enough, I'm afraid we are not their opponents, why don't you give us some more divine power? ”

"Don't bother!"

A soft and pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

The patriarch of the Chiyi tribe led by him still lowered his head, doubting in his heart.

When did the priest's voice change?

He looked up, only to realize that the voice was not from their Priestess.

There is a cliff high in the mountain stream.

On the edge of the cliff there was an old pine sticking out half of its body.

The white-clothed young man stood on the pine tree, the breeze tugging at his robe, and the golden silk cloud pattern on the brocade exuded golden light in the sun, like a fairy god above the nine heavens, looking down from afar: "We are already here!" ”

There was chaos down there.

People looked at the young man in white in a panic, not knowing when the other party appeared there.

The Chiyi patriarch stretched out his hands, and the jet-black light converged, wanting to make a move.

But the next moment, my whole body couldn't help but tremble.

There was a deep fear in his eyes.

An incomparably strong intuition told him.

Just get your hands dirty.

He's dead!

……

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the mountain stream.

A certain primitive tribe.

Suddenly, figures appeared from all directions.

"By the command of the Prophet, crusade against the self-depraved ones such as Vael! Those who know each other hurry up and arrest them, otherwise no one will be left! ”

Ye was the first to rush out, stepping on a tripod-shaped magic weapon, suspended in mid-air, and his eyes flashed with a gleam.

Shi and Xuan fell from the other direction, with the sword under their feet.

Behind him, many elites of the Yuan Shi Immortal Court were all suspended in the air, and the light of the magic weapon illuminated the forest, the breath was powerful, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

The entire Chiyi tribe suddenly panicked.

A fierce figure walked out of the cave, lifted the animal skin between his crotch, looked at this scene, his eyes flashed with panic, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "You are so bold, you dare to invade our Chiyi tribe?" Tired of being crooked?

Grab them all for me and keep them as sacrifices to the Priest Spirit! ”

The voice fell.

Dozens of men from the Chiyi tribe rushed out with demonic power.

There is a black demonic power spitting out of his body, which looks extremely crazy.

Xuan stood on top of the flying sword, looked at this scene indifferently, shook his head and sighed: "Stubborn, kill!" ”

……