"Damn old bastard Zhao, what are you proud of.The dark horse you chose before, but you didn't resist a few times and went out.And look at Lan Xiao, now he's ninth, if it weren't for this bastard's big move, how could he still be a dark horse." You're a fucking cat running into a dead mouse, shit luck!" Tong Wuji said very unpleasantly.

"Old naughty boy, you don't care if Lao Tzu is lucky, anyway, in the end, there is a black horse in the end, but the black horse of those white horses that you have his yard has been wiped out. ”

"You are justified as an old bastard Zhao, this Lan Xiao was selected as the ninth, and he said it in the past. But there are a total of eleven people in the Golden Circle, and they don't choose the strongest tiger girl with such a strong blood and blood, don't choose the golden tiger girl, and don't choose the fire tiger barbarian girl, why did they choose the weakest demon tiger girl. This fucking blood sacrifice is really a life-saving bullying, and the weak bully is chosen. Tong Wuji looked over one by one, his tone changed, obviously worried about the people in the blood sacrifice.

"Don't say it, you old naughty boy, I haven't felt it yet. I just think it's a little strange, you say this, this is a bloody sacrifice of his life, and it's really a persimmon picking up a soft pinch, bullying the weak. If you look at the six people now, the little bastard is already weak, his vitality has not awakened, and his physique has just begun to recover.

The others did not dare to use Yuan Li, except for the thirteen masters of the East King, who had succeeded in refining their bodies. Deep-sea blackfish grow in a hurry, a little better. Wu Daotian's physique was simply unwatchable, second only to the little bastard and was sucked dry, and Lan Xiao became a human as soon as he arrived. The worst thing is that this demon tiger girl who was made small by the little bastard came in in a coma at all, and she didn't snort at all, she was soft there. ”

Zhao Yimian also looked at them one by one, his face was very ugly, and he was obviously a little worried about the weak ones who played with the blood sacrifice.

"Lao Zhao, things are already like this, let's watch. It's a little strange that it was the Demon Tiger Girl who was the first to ignite her own blood and was the first to save her life. This girl is weird, and then Lan Xiao, this little rabbit cub, must also be weird. Tong Wuji shook his head helplessly.

"It's really weirdly tight, and there must be a demon when things go wrong. This third one is not the Thirteen Masters of the East King, but the Martial Dao Heaven, this is even more weird! If it is in reverse order, it should be the Thirteen Masters of the East King, why do you want to jump?" Zhao Yimian began to drink again.

"But it's not, this fucking blood sacrifice, weird, provoking people to mess around, this activation is even more messy, and the fourth one has become a deep-sea black fish again, what is this, it's so fucking messy. ”

Zhao Yimian looked at the blood sacrifice, and suddenly he didn't drink the wine, and the wine pot was gone, "Old naughty, it's not right! You see that the thirteen heroes of the East King have also been activated, but the little bastard has not been lit." This situation is so abnormal, didn't the little bastard really be sucked dry by the blood sacrifice and die. ”

"Lao Zhao, wait and see, maybe the little bastard's blood hasn't been sucked dry yet, or the little bastard's physique is special, maybe it's ......" But Tong Wuji kept waiting, and Fengxi didn't react there, and couldn't lift his spirits at all, so he muttered helplessly: "Maybe his little bastard is really dead." ”

Zhao Yimian fidgeted, staring at this, staring at that, and finally locked his eyes on Feng Xi, "What the hell is this little bastard doing?

"What are you talking about, the little bastard is still dripping blood?"

As soon as he heard that Fengxi was still dripping blood, Tong Wuji's listlessness immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a radiant spirit, jumping three feet high, and roaring incredibly.

"Ahh It's just that this little bastard's bone marrow is a big abnormal person, exuding blood and gas, and it looks like blood. This damn blood sacrifice is too ruthless, and he doesn't let go of even a trace of blood. Lao Tzu saw that if the little bastard didn't burn this time, even if he didn't die, he would become a walking corpse. The more Tong Wuji spoke, the more unconfident he became, the more he said that his eyes were more and more unattractive, and in a blink of an eye, they wilted again.

"This is the bone marrow of a big abnormal person? The gap is too big, Lao Tzu has never seen the red crystal bone marrow in hundreds of years. And this bone marrow, how could it be like blood, flowing out of the body, and still carrying the aroma, and it was only so small a drop. Mowgli, are you sure this is bone marrow?"

Listening to Zhao Yimian muttering, guess and guess. Tong Wuji is also not sure, because this is really unreasonable. If you want to take the marrow, you must break the bones, and even if the bones are broken, the marrow will not flow out, but will be attached to the bones, and even if it comes out, it will not be only a drop. There is also a fragrance, crystal clear, like ......

"Old bastard Zhao, you got it right this time, it's really fucking blood. ”

"Blood? How can it be blood? There is such blood, unless it is ......."

"Old bastard Zhao, this little bastard has a special physique, the little naughty cat said...... So this must be the blood you want, it depends on whether this drop of blood can be ignited?"

Tong Wuji and Zhao Yimian looked at the drop of blood in Fengxi's mouth like this, slowly dripping down, rolling towards the groove little by little. But this little drop of blood, torn by the other five grooves, rolled smaller and slower.

Sure enough, it was blood, and one drop actually caused six places to scramble. This goddamn clever person who plays with the blood sacrifice pit is so damn that even Lao Tzu has been blinded. ”

Looking at that drop of blood, which was torn apart by the six grooves and gradually balanced, and a trace of it was integrated into the six grooves, Tong Wuji suddenly realized.

Lao Tzu wondered why others ignited so quickly and began to recover. It turned out that it was just a loan to balance this little bastard's blood. This is the real blood sacrifice of life, the blood of one person, the sacrifice of thousands of troops. I'm afraid that this little bastard can't bear it, you see that he is not even angry at all now. ”

"If this little bastard can't bear it, he'll die. Lao Tzu is going to be alive again, and he is dying again. ”

"Click! Click!"

The moment the six grooves divided the drop of blood equally, there was a slight clicking sound, as if a puppy was biting a bone.

And at this moment, in addition to Fengxi, Manyu, Lan Xiao, Dongwang Thirteen Jie, Wu Daotian and Heiyu, they were suspended on their respective grooves at the same time.

At this moment, the small six-yuan array was completely calmed down, no longer releasing the golden yuan sword qi, no longer sealing the qi, all the milky white color disappeared, and was replaced by a rich bloody aura.

It was also at this moment that the qi and blood of the six grooves suddenly rioted, surging towards the wind stream lying on the ground together, continuously injecting into his body, while the other five people were swept away by the riotous qi and blood.

"Click! Click!"

The sound from the groove became denser and louder, and the qi and blood surged faster and faster towards Fengxi, and slowly Fengxi was surrounded by blood.

Soon there was no blood in the groove, and there was no click, and the black fish woke up first, looking around blankly.

Then the Thirteen Masters of the East King also woke up, "Damn the shit Seventeenth Prince, you almost killed your aunt and grandmother, this is ...... This...... This ......" Looking at the skinny Wu Daotian, Dongwang Thirteen Jie couldn't help but glance at himself, and he was exactly the same as Wu Daotian, and said weakly: "Grandma's blood was sucked dry by that stinky rascal. This stinky rascal has only heard that he is very sexy, how can he still be a vampire, even more terrible than his aunt and grandmother!"

"Ahh......h How many more people. Ahh If it weren't for the size of this bone frame, my aunt wouldn't have recognized it even if she excluded them one by one. ”

"Hey, Seventeen Princes, Sister Blackfish, squeak. There are also new arrivals, don't play dead, talk about it, like introduce yourself or something. ”

Looking at the Thirteen Masters of the East King, Wu Daotian wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound. The veil of the black fish is still there, I don't know if there is a reaction. And the barbarian couldn't even open his mouth, his eyes staring at the direction of Fengxi.

"You guys are too bad! Especially the two men, my aunt and grandmother are so soft and weak and can speak, why are you so vegetable, only one breath more than the dead. Hurry up and take your dead fish eyes away, my aunt and grandmother hate to be looked at by a man like a girl. Why are all five of us awake, but this stinky rascal is not awake, and how can the blood of my aunt and grandmother go to the stinky rascal? Isn't it supposed to be in the groove?"

Dongwang Thirteen Jie tried hard to get up, but don't talk about it, even if he moved, he couldn't move.

"Exchange blood! Return blood!"

A buzzing sound sounded, and suddenly the blood that surrounded Fengxi boiled, like a big snake swimming between the six people.

"Ahh......h Get out of here for your aunt and grandmother!. The Thirteen Heroes of the East King shouted, trying to avoid the entanglement of the blood snake.

"Ahh Wu Daotian dodged the entangled blood snake and roared in resistance.

"Huh!" The black fish took the initiative to entangle with the blood snake and did not speak.

"Ahh Who is this? It's a bit like a princess, how did it get smaller?"

Whether others are yelling or looking at others, they are confirming their own situation. Only the barbarian struggled and wanted to go to Fengxi, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from the entanglement of the blood snake, and whined and cried: "Brother Big Tiger, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

After the others touched the blood snake, the flesh slowly recovered, but Fengxi still lay there, not moving at all. Not to mention the restoration of flesh and blood, even the hair is gray and has not changed. Only the fluctuations of vitality are becoming stronger and more obvious.