Chapter 47: A Drop of Blood

As an old antique who personally participated in the Lich War, and he also made a temporary cameo appearance in the Witch Slayer Sword Spirit, he can be said to be the most authoritative among the three-person group around Fang Shaoyuan in terms of confirming the Wu Clan, even Xiao You and Lao Jin can't compare. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since the Han Ancestor said that this Pei Ji is related to the Wu Clan, then Pei Ji's identity can basically be determined.

Since Fang Shaoyuan met those three Yang Gods who should be the undoubted Yang Gods of the Wu Clan on the way to Fengshen Mountain, and took them down, he was successively subjected to Yuan Tianjun's hostility, Yang Chi's malicious provocation, and Pei Ji who met this time.

And these people are all related to the Wu Clan, at this time, Fang Shaoyuan couldn't help but wonder if this Wu Clan had already lurked a lot of people in the Heavenly Court, and the Heavenly Court was so big, it was really no coincidence that he could bump into guys suspected of the Wu Clan everywhere he went.

Therefore, Fang Shaoyuan began to wonder if he had taken down the three Wu Clan Yang Gods, which led to the later incidents.

Fang Shaoyuan invited the Han Yan Ancestor to take action, and banned the subordinates in the house, specifically to isolate the outside world's exploration, in the words of the Han Yan Ancestor, the prohibition he laid out, even if it was a super strong person in the Mixed Yuan Realm, it would take a lot of effort to break it, so Fang Shaoyuan was relieved to release the three Yi Taizhen Yang Gods in his hand for interrogation.

At this time, those three guys were still suppressed in the Nine Shadows, and day and night they received Fang Shaoyuan's transformation from the external incarnation of the Refined Dharma.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Shaoyuan took the lead in releasing Xiao Daoheng, a relatively young guy.

After more than ten years of uninterrupted baptism by the Buddha's voice, Xiao Daoheng's mind had already fallen for most of the time, and most of the time he had accepted the fact that Fang Shaoyuan was his Venerable.

However, according to the idea of incarnation outside the body, this Xiao Daoheng should have been completely transformed a long time ago, but for some reason, there seemed to be a magical power in his mind that was always supported, so that the last bit of progress of the transformation could not be completely completed.

Xiao Daoheng suddenly appeared in the room, and suddenly looked a little confused, his eyes were full of sluggishness and numbness.

"Xiao Daoheng, do you know who the deity is?" Fang Shaoyuan's voice continued to linger in Xiao Daoheng's ears like an echo in the valley, and suddenly Xiao Daoheng's originally confused expression suddenly sobered up.

"Ah, I've seen Venerable!" Xiao Daoheng hurriedly saluted Fang Shaoyuan.

It's just that before Fang Shaoyuan could respond, Xiao Daoheng's expression suddenly retreated a few steps abruptly, and he waved his hand with a hideous face and said, "Venerable, I, surnamed Fang, what kind of spell did you try for me, and you actually dare to confuse my mind!"

With a sigh, Fang Shaoyuan found that this Xiao Daoheng had actually gotten rid of the influence of the Crossing Technique so quickly, which was also incredible, it seemed that the mysterious power hidden in Xiao Daoheng's body that the incarnation outside the body said was even stronger than he imagined, and it seemed to be extremely intelligent, and he actually knew how to show weakness, and when the incarnation outside the body continued to perform the Crossing Technique, he only showed that he barely held the last bit of territory in Xiao Daoheng's mind.

However, as soon as he found out that he had regained his freedom, he immediately turned his face, and in an instant, he completely asked for the influence of the Crossing Technique.

Not only that, Xiao Daoheng was still looking left and right, as if he was looking for something, Fang Shaoyuan said with a faint smile: "Don't look at it, those two guys are still being suppressed, don't you really think that Fang Mou will be so stupid and release you all?"

Seeing that Xiao Daoheng seemed to have plans to make a move, Fang Shaoyuan stared at Xiao Daoheng with a smile and said: "Why, you still want to do it, I don't remember how you were taken by me before, a pair of three is not my opponent, you alone, hum!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Daoheng's face suddenly stiffened, but then his body suddenly moved, and an aura far beyond the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal burst out, making Fang Shaoyuan's face change slightly.

"The deity, it is this familiar breath, this mysterious power firmly protects Xiao Daoheng's last sanity, making the transformation technique fall short!" The voice of the incarnation outside the body came from the Nine Shadows.

Fang Shaoyuan's heart moved, but he didn't have the slightest fear, he stood in place very calmly, and said lightly in his mouth: "Sure enough, there is still a hidden trick, but I don't understand, why didn't you use it when you were in a group of three, in this case, maybe you won't become a prisoner!"

Xiao Daoheng sneered and said: "The surname Fang, when death is approaching, the curiosity is still so heavy, but I won't tell you the truth!"

"Yes, if I were you, I would never do it now!" Facing Xiao Daoheng, who had suddenly increased greatly, Fang Shaoyuan always behaved very indifferently.

"Aha, don't you be naïve enough to think I'm the kind of person who can be scared by a few simple words。。。。。。! As he spoke, Xiao Daoheng's expression, which was originally high-spirited, suddenly changed, his body suddenly stiffened, and his next words suddenly choked back.

"Witch Slayer Sword, how can you have a Witch Slayer Sword, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Xiao Daoheng's whole person seemed to have collapsed, and he roared nervously, at this time, just behind Xiao Daoheng, the tip of the Broken God Netherworld Sword was gently pressing against his back.

"Ahh

Just when Fang Shaoyuan was also a little shocked, he heard a loud shout from the Cold Ancestor: "Hehe, where to escape!"

Immediately, the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword instantly differentiated into countless sword shadows that immediately enveloped the entire room, Fang Shaoyuan seemed to feel that the original Netherworld Sword appeared, what a cold mantle ancestor, he really deserved the title of the Spirit of Ten Thousand Treasures, and he could already bring out the true power of the Netherworld Sword Yuan in the God-Breaking Netherworld Sword, even if it was not as good as the original Netherworld Sword, but that Netherworld artistic conception had already shown three points.

"Ancestor, who are you?" Before Fang Shaoyuan's words were finished, he heard a terrible scream, and then the sword shadow in the sky disappeared all at once, and the God-Breaking Nether Sword suddenly returned to Fang Shaoyuan's hand.

"Boy Fang, don't speak, take a good look at the tip of the sword!" said the Cold Claw Ancestor softly.

Following the words of the Han Yan Ancestor, Fang Shaoyuan looked at the tip of the Broken God Nether Sword, but noticed that there was a drop of bright red blood on it, which immediately made Fang Shaoyuan quite puzzled.

You must know that there were only two people in the whole room just now, Fang Shaoyuan and Xiao Daoheng, and both Fang Shaoyuan and Xiao Daoheng were both Yang God bodies, and there was no blood at all, so where did a drop of blood on the tip of this sword come from.

"Boy Fang, are you curious about the origin of this drop of blood?"

As if knowing that Fang Shaoyuan couldn't guess it, the Han Yan Ancestor asked and replied to himself: "Did you hear a miserable scream just now, the owner of that voice is this drop of blood!"