For the blood slaughter, Ye Xuan naturally will not kill, once this blood furnace loses the spiritual sense of blood slaughter, it means that this innate magic weapon is only afraid that it will drop by one level, and it is not necessary to become an acquired magic weapon, but the blood slaughter will be ignored for the time being, in order to pull out his hand and cut the mess quickly, Yusanren's face has gradually become ruddy, and he doesn't know how much mana has been recovered, Ye Xuan has to face it carefully, otherwise the last blow will fall short, and it will be too late to regret it.

At this time, Ye Xuan changed into his original appearance again, walked slowly in front of Yusanren, and asked lightly: "Descend, or die." ”

Yusanren was also taken aback, he didn't expect that a young man like Ye Xuan seemed to have a good face, but this remark was to surrender himself, or to ask for his own life, and the killing was decisive, which was completely beyond imagination, and the various tricks he had thought of before became so pale and powerless in the face of such a threat, and even ridiculous.

"Ye Xuan Daoyou, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like a person who destroys flowers with spicy hands, you won't really treat me like that, right?" Yusanren didn't show off all kinds of styles, but he still shook his lips lightly when he spoke, and said softly.

Ye Xuan looked at the Yusanren flower and moon appearance, and then sighed: "It's a pity!"

Yusanren thought that Ye Xuan was a little soft-hearted, and said, "Maybe you need a sister, or a Taoist couple?"

The fairy sword thousand people slash suddenly appeared in Ye Xuan's hand, and the cold bloodthirsty murderous aura suddenly enveloped the Yusan people, Ye Xuan raised the thousand people slash, and his eyes did not fall on the peerless face of the Yusan people, but on the snow-white neck, obviously preparing to raise the sword and kill the Yusan people.

Yusan's hearts were cold and gloomy, Ye Xuan still had such a terrifying immortal sword in his hand, it was actually hidden so deeply, it was simply self-defeating to struggle in the realm of human immortals at this moment, it seemed that there was no choice, only surrendered to this road, I just don't know if this Ye Xuan is the same as the notorious big insect in the cultivation realm, he is a vicious wolf in the color, then it is better to die.

"I, surrender!" Yusanren said with tears in his eyes, and then his body seemed to lose his strength to support him, and his slender body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, prostrate and unable to prostrate.

Ye Xuanke didn't have the slightest pity for the jade to help this jade scattered person up, so as to comfort him, but said lightly: "Sister, Taoist couple, you are not suitable, the slave is barely strong!"

Subsequently, Ye Xuan took a few notes on Yusanren and placed a ban, so he left with confidence.

Yusanren still hoped to be helped up by Ye Xuan, but he waited for these cold words and placed a ban, and he was suddenly unbearable, his chest was depressed and uncomfortable, and a bloody arrow spewed out from his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and his face was haggard.

Thinking that this jade rabbit spirit used himself as bait and disregarded his life so magnificently, Ye Xuan actually wanted to kick this demon again, and shouted: "Let you pretend to be dead!"

In the end, this idea was still not put into action, Ye Xuan could only say to himself: "The heart is too good, the heart is too soft, the Daoists in the cultivation realm are all worse off, fall into the well, die Dao friends, immortal poor Dao." ”

Listening to Ye Xuan's self-talk, Yusanren's chest rose and fell, and he spat blood again.

Forcibly elevating from the Human Immortal Realm to the Earth Immortal Realm was naturally going to be eaten back by that force, but Yusanren didn't expect that after being severely injured by that blood massacre, this fatal internal injury that should have occurred at least ten days later was already out of control, and the innate evil qi was so fierce that just the slightest bit almost abolished his cultivation, but that Ye Xuan was unscathed.

Yusanren glanced at Ye Xuan's back, and felt a little majestic and unfathomable.

"Blood slaughter, right, you now summon the body from the depths of the leyline tunnel, I will give you a chance to surrender, otherwise, let your soul fly away, I will go underground by myself, find out the bloodline furnace, and then, the magic weapon will still be mine, but you are no longer there. Ye Xuan said to the faint blood qi everywhere in the air, his expression was indescribably indifferent, as if he was a real person in charge of the sect who had killed and taken all his life, and punished his disciples.

"Master, I'll summon the Body's Bloodline Furnace out. Seeing that Ye Xuan finally let him go, Blood Tu was overjoyed and replied happily.

A short time later, a square furnace rose out of the tunnel, suspended in mid-air in the stone chamber, its whole body blood-red, scattering a faint red glow.

"This furnace is like a ding, and the four walls are tattooed with strange totems, which are somewhat similar to the strange beasts in this stone room, it seems that there were cultivators in the past who knew that this bloodline furnace was hidden in the depths of this tunnel, but they couldn't help this blood slaughter, and they were even devoured by this guy, refining their essence and blood, and turning it into their own mana. Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel something, after seeing this bloodline furnace.

"What are you still sighing here, refining this bloodline furnace is your magic weapon, remember, your divine consciousness must be fused with the bloodline in it, so that you are the master, and the blood slaughter side is supplemented, so that you can truly control this innate magic weapon bloodline furnace. The voice of the roadman remembered in Ye Xuan's ears, mentioning the bits and pieces of Ye Xuan's sacrifice and refining this magic weapon.

Ye Xuan responded: "Got it." But the road people, shouldn't you make an appearance to deter the jade scattered people and the blood slaughter, otherwise when I sacrifice the bloodline furnace, if they have a heart, they will fight to the death of the net, I am afraid that they will also end up with a jade burn, and the end of the death will be eliminated. ”

"Okay, Lao Dao's appearance like this can be regarded as giving you face as a kid, but I'm not your subordinate, I'm just grateful to accompany you, and calling you the master is also a play, you kid don't get cheap and don't sell well. As if remembering something, the roadman warned.

"Don't worry, the road people are the predecessors that Xuan Shao respects very much, where do you dare to call yourself the master. Ye Xuan hurriedly replied.

"It's pretty much the same, okay, I'll show up and make the Blood Slaughter and the Yusan people stunned, it seems that the old Dao of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone like me is actually the spiritual consciousness of an innate magic weapon. The passers-by were relieved and ready to make their debut.

A white light fell from the sky, the light dispersed, and the roader was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, with a handful of floating dust in his hand, just like the real person in charge of a certain mountain gate, and the indescribable Taoist appearance* made people look sideways.

Unexpectedly, the Daoist hadn't spoken yet, and Ye Xuan hadn't introduced the spirit of this innate magic weapon, the originally injured Yusan people and the blood slaughter that turned into a faint blood in the air shot at the same time, and all kinds of spells came out one after another to attack the Daoist people.

Ye Xuan secretly screamed badly, do these two guys have a heart, but at this time, the dying struggle has lost its meaning, one has been banned, and the other is even gone, these spells only look terrifying, but in fact, they don't have much killing power.

"Where did you come from, go to the mountains outside the mountain to fight the autumn wind, want to take my master's magic weapon, and leave quickly!"

And the blood slaughter let out a sharp and piercing whistling sound, and scolded at the passerby: "There is a door in the fairyland, you can't enter, and if there is no door in hell, you break in, and look for death!"

The words of the road man who were ready to deter these two people were only on his lips, and the indeed overwhelming spell attack waiting for him was suddenly dumbfounded, and when he heard the words of these two people, he knew that these two guys actually regarded themselves as Taoist bandits who trespassed on the mountains outside the mountain.

Although the passerby has a lot of mana, if you beware of this kind of spell attack, it is completely inappropriate, but the passerby still suffered a small loss when he was caught off guard, although he was not injured, but he was already burned, there were icicles hanging on his eyebrows, and his lips were also oozing blood, especially the bun on his head was broken, and his hair was scattered, where was there still a little bit of the appearance of a master.