His eyes were slightly red, and the corners of Qin Ziyang's mouth showed a strange smile, and he said, "Big brother, do you want to live and avenge your father with your own hands?"

"What are you talking about!" Qin Fengyang's eyes widened and he asked in surprise. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the fire poison of the Yan Sect in this place is very famous in the entire Zheng Guo Xiuzhen Realm, and those who are recruited will definitely die unless they have Jindan Ancestor to detoxify them.

However, now his fourteenth brother, a monk who has only cultivated qi at the fifth level, actually said that he could get rid of this fire poison?

"Hehehe, big brother, my method may be a little dangerous. Maybe you'll be sober again in a few decades, maybe a few hundred years from now...... Perhaps, the best outcome is also to sleep on the ground. ”

"Fourteenth brother, what you said is ......"

"Big brother, don't ask anything, this matter is against the peace of heaven, and I won't say it easily. Qin Ziyang's eyes were still slightly red, staring at Qin Fengyang and saying.

"Hahahahahaha

"Even if you don't say it, how many days can the eldest brother live? As long as you can avenge your father, the eldest brother's more than 100 catties of meat will be handed over to the fourteenth brother!"

Qin Ziyang stared at the eldest brother with his eyes, nodded heavily, and said, "Big brother, don't worry, I, Qin Ziyang, swear hereby that I will let you kill the enemy with your own hands." No matter how many hundred years or thousands of years, I will let you wake up again!"

"So...... Thank you very much!"

......

At night, Qin Ziyang sneaked into the night alone, and no one knew where he went.

And in the secret room of the Qin Mansion, Qin Fengyang was lying on the ground and laughing loudly, without any consciousness before death.

Two days later, Qin Ziyang's figure reappeared in the secret room of the Qin Mansion. He was covered in dust, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a lot of black dirt between his delicate fingernails.

If someone stood beside Qin Ziyang, they could smell a faint smell of corpses on his body.

"Big brother, I'm ready!" Qin Ziyang said softly as he faced Qin Fengyang, who was paralyzed on the ground.

"That's fine......" A hint of nostalgia appeared in Qin Fengyang's eyes, but it was eventually replaced by disappointment. He turned to face his fourteenth brother and said, "Fourteenth brother, do you know what my father's last words were before he died?"

"He told me to protect you...... Today, however, it is your turn to protect us. You say, is it ridiculous?" An ugly smile appeared on the corner of Qin Fengyang's mouth, and he finally closed his eyes.

"Fourteenth brother, everything, please!"

Qin Ziyang faced the eldest brother who was calmly dying, his eyes were a little dry, he didn't say anything, but patted the storage bag, and five things appeared in the open space in front of Qin Ziyang's eyes.

A dagger made of a black, dry tree branch was extremely rough, and there were indescribable prohibitions carved on it. The dagger made from the heart of a hundred-year-old locust tree depicts the forbidden soul sealing of the mountain road, which can seal the soul of the monk.

The second is a jet-black mushroom the size of a baby's palm, and the surface of the mushroom is actually a smiling baby's head, which looks very weird. Ghost Face Mushroom, second-order spirit grass, this is the one that Qin Ziyang spent all his body spirit stones to buy from the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and it is also the only ghost face mushroom in it.

This spirit grass will only grow in places where the ghost qi is strong, and it contains a lot of ghost qi.

The third piece was the dragon's blood that was originally in Qin Ziyang's storage bag, but this dragon's blood contained a faint trace of black gas.

The fourth was four nails stacked on top of each other, and the nails were rusty, as if they had been soaked in sewage for a long time. The funeral door nail was obtained by Qin Ziyang who sneaked into the mass grave outside Wolong City, dug out of the lowest grave, and had rotted into a pile of rotten wood on top of the coffin.

The fifth piece is a jade bottle, exuding a faint smell of blood. On Qin Ziyang's right arm, a wound that crossed diagonally was still a faint line of blood at this time, which was his own blood.

Qin Ziyang stretched out his hand and made a move, and the drop of dragon blood was taken by him and thrown into the jade bottle, and a slight dragon groan came from the jade bottle. Then, he turned the jade bottle face down, and a drop of viscous blood was poured out of the jade bottle.

Qin Ziyang's right index finger was stained with a trace of blood, and he squatted on the ground and began to depict the corpse refining formation, reciting words in his mouth.

As Qin Ziyang's body moved, the blood in this jade bottle gradually decreased. As the blood continued to decrease, Qin Ziyang also had to bled his body again, and combined with the dragon essence blood mixed together to depict the corpse refining formation again.

Only the Blood Bone Demon refined with his own essence and blood will naturally have a sense of identity with himself. Otherwise, the Bloody Bone Demon with a crazy nature would tear the refiner apart the moment the refining was successful!

In addition, Qin Ziyang is refining the Blood Bone Demon with his blood relatives at the moment, and the power of his refining will be at least three percent stronger than that of ordinary Blood Bone Demon!

Finally, after about half an hour, the carving of the corpse refining formation was completed. And in between, the fire poison in the eldest brother's body also had an attack, and the whole person curled up together, red all over, like a boiled lobster.

But even so, the eldest brother endured the severe pain and didn't even snort.

After the formation was described, Qin Ziyang took off his eldest brother's clothes, revealing his already scorched chest.

Facing the eldest brother's hideous face that was scorched by fire poison, Qin Ziyang had no expression in his eyes, and stuffed the ghost face mushroom into the eldest brother's mouth. Holding the wooden dagger made from the heart of a hundred-year-old locust tree with both hands, it slowly but firmly inserted into Qin Fengyang's heart!

"Uh......" Qin Fengyang, who was stimulated by the severe pain, wanted to scream, but his mouth was blocked by the ghost-faced mushroom, and he could only let out a painful muffled snort.

At this time, Qin Ziyang turned his fingers into a sword and stabbed Qin Fengyang's mouth fiercely. With the stimulation of Qin Ziyang's two-finger spiritual power, the ghost-faced mushroom suddenly turned into a ghostly aura and rushed into Qin Fengyang's body!

Soon, the skin that was originally a little red due to the raging fire poison actually began to turn blue under the stimulation of the ghost-faced mushroom's backbone.

"Uh-uh......" Qin Fengyang couldn't help but start struggling under the double stimulation, but Qin Ziyang turned his hands into electricity, quickly summoned four funeral nails that were at least a hundred years old, and stabbed Qin Fengyang's limbs fiercely, fixing him on this corpse refining formation.

"Woo woo woo ......" A yin wind suddenly appeared in the secret room, lifting the corners of Qin Ziyang's clothes. Faced with this abnormal scene, Qin Ziyang didn't care about it, his hands kept pinching, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, along with the magic in his mouth, which merged into strange blood-colored runes, and slammed into Qin Fengyang's body.

......

Seven days later, Qin Ziyang's weakened figure reappeared on the mass grave outside Wolong City. The initial refining of the Blood Bone Demon refined by the eldest brother Qin Fengyang has been completed, and now only the evil qi of heaven and earth is left to cultivate, and after seven hundred and forty-nine days, this Blood Bone Demon will be preliminarily refined.

However, there is no large-scale earth evil force around this Wolong City, and it can only be cultivated by a ghost aura that has been cultivated by this mass grave for hundreds of years.

All that's left is to wait.