Volume 2 Linglong Pavilion, Lore Paste Chapter 134 Psychedelic Blood Food

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On the city wall, Wu Chengxi, who was constantly reviewing and thinking about the overall situation repeatedly, turned his head to look at the city, and at that moment he sensed an extremely powerful and terrifying ripple of energy, and the coercion of this strength completely dissipated after that moment, like a dream, not very real.

He didn't dare to imagine that that terrifying momentum had surpassed his heyday, and it was undoubtedly the strength that only the powerhouses of the Great Power Realm could have, but the powerhouses of the Great Power Realm were all stubborn and stubborn people standing on the cusp of the waves in the entire Six Kingdoms of the world, and their determination and edge had already devoted themselves to cultivation, almost ignoring the worldly and vulgar, and cultivating to their realm, cause and effect and fetters could be regarded as the fruit of the temptation of demons, and everyone avoided them.

Could it be just some great power that happened to pass by here? Wu Chengxi didn't think too much, because it was useless to think too much, the highest level of the million legions in the two countries on the border line between Chu and Feng was only a half-step powerful realm, if there was really a powerful realm with the green wolf army, he couldn't stop it, so he could only let the other party make trouble.

With the attitude that he can only think like this, Wu Chengxi also left this small ripple behind.

Di Yong, who was beside him, said, "General, what's wrong?"

Wu Chengxi shook his head, put his thoughts back on the overall situation of the Longyao border, his face was grim, and he finally spoke: "Di Yong, the next line inside and outside the city will be handed over to you, and those upcoming state capital armor soldiers will also be under your full command, and the three cities of Xueyueye will also be rebuilt and consolidated." ”

Looking at Wu Chengxi, who seemed to be about to turn around and leave, Di Yong hurriedly spoke: "General, what are you going to do?

"Someone must be in charge of the lockdown, there is a big incident on the front line of the Junzi Pavilion, everything must be redeployed, and the situation must be stabilized first. ”

On the ruins of the broken wall, Wu Chengxi's figure disappeared in an instant, and the army of the Moyu Qilin, which served as the loser of this victory, also withdrew after showing its might, and disappeared again.

In the winter of this year, the Great Chu Baijia Army was transferred out of the Dragon Kiln and went to the land of the Yanzhao Alliance to prepare for the battle of attack, and then the Green Wolf Army was stationed on the front line, and in less than a month, the Feng army invaded the border of the Dragon Kiln of the Chu State in a big way, and the war between the two countries was about to break out.

As a result, the Blue Wolf Army closed the city and won a great victory, but it was defeated on the front line of the Junzi Pavilion, and lost a fine light, the border situation between Chu and Feng changed greatly, and the wind and clouds were surging for a while, but it fell into a short calm before the rainstorm, both sides were accumulating strength, planning the next offensive campaign, each was ready to go, and the border chaos was coming.

And at the moment of such chaos and noise, in the desert outside the closed city, on an extremely rare oasis, an old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly exercising his pranayama, and beside him was a handsome young man, who was obviously in a coma, at this moment his complexion was extremely poor, no blood, only the faint sound of breathing was showing the vitality of the living.

With the strange sound of fluttering, the gray-robed old man's chest fluctuated for a while, and then he opened his mouth and spit out, and countless black turbidity qi dispersed, directly pulling countless spiritual power resentments into entities and pulling them out of the body, the gray-robed old man finally regained some vitality, he finally stood up, stretched his arms, and looked at the unconscious young man beside him.

These two people are the wizard and Zhao Kai who was forcibly taken away by him, the wizard ran all the way, and it really took a lot of effort to find this extremely rare desert oasis, and now it is far enough away from the lockdown city, and no one will disturb nearby, it is the time to take a good look at the young man with divine blood around him.

On the way, he couldn't suppress his greed, and directly used the boy as a vessel to store the blood of the gods, thus absorbing a lot of blood food, every time he drank blood, he would have a feeling of comfort full of strength, but it dissipated in a short time, so he was also immersed in this kind of blood food that made his spirit psychedelic.

But now this kind of unpleasant gameplay can no longer satisfy his greed, he wants to once and for all, completely have that sense of power and comfort, so he can only take the risk to gamble, at least he has never seen anyone who can completely graft the divine blood to another unrelated person, but he wants to give it a try.

In the oasis, blood-stained silk threads began to appear on the clearing where the boy was, and these lines were connected to form a mysterious witchcraft pattern, and the formation had already taken shape, but the wizard was still busy, constantly checking and filling in the gaps, tinkering from time to time, and it seemed that it was far from satisfying him.

Until the end of day, the evening glow reflected the sky with blood, but also highlighted the evil and forest of the witchcraft patterns in the oasis clearing, the complex patterns seem to be endless, has changed from the original simple outline to the dense blood-colored silk thread, and the wizard is still adding threads, from time to time from the storage magic weapon pulled out a few special pillars of unknown material, inserted into the ground, like a circle of communication energy, swallowing the blood-colored fireworks under the reflection of the glow and silk threads.

Until the bright moon appeared and rose overhead, it was already late at night, the sky was dotted with stars, and the hazy light and shadow became a match for the stars, and the desert was quiet and soft.

The wizard finally stopped his busy pace, several hours of painstaking sketching, and continued to check repeatedly, adding pen to pen one by one, and finally achieved the only witchcraft circle in his life, and now he was a little tired after all, and he could not guarantee that the next steps would be foolproof in this state, so he began to meditate on the spot again.

Out of prudence, but also to prevent birds and beasts from coming to destroy the formation, the wizard took out a yellow bird made of paper from his sleeve, and after finishing the finishing touch with spiritual power, he threw it high, and the yellow bird that had been given life fluttered its wings and flew away, hovering in the air to monitor the surroundings, and now the wizard was quite impatient, but he had to suppress his temperament and meditate patiently.

Now that everything is ready, just wait for the spirit consumed by the wizard to recover, and then you can open the witchcraft array and carry out the bloodline transformation.

The young man, who had been silent for a day and a night, opened his eyes at this moment, as if he had not figured out the situation, and sat up while rubbing his head, and when he saw the surrounding environment and the blood-colored patterns on the ground, even if he was as resolute as him, he fell into despair.