Seeing that Yan Xitian's blood contract was successfully signed, Han Zixi seemed to be stimulated, and frantically pounced on the big black bird, especially when he saw that Mi Xiding didn't sign the blood contract, either he failed or didn't sign it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Obviously, Mi Qianding didn't sign it, thinking of this, Han Zixie's eyes were even more scarlet, he wanted to sign the blood contract before Mi Qianding, if he signed the blood contract with the immortal beast before Mi Ding, then in his opinion, he would have won Mi Qianding.

"The Shadow Soaring Technique. Han Zixie actually directly launched the only spell he had taken now.

Han Zixie directly turned into five flying shadows and ran towards the big black bird, the big black bird saw this, the ridicule in the bird's eyes disappeared, and let out a sharp hiss, and the black wings flew in the forest as soon as they turned into black shadows.

When he saw it, his eyes were suspicious, and he stopped and looked up.

Feng Qianmu didn't stop it, although this big black bird seemed to be at odds with Han Zixie, but Feng Qianmu knew that if Han Zixie could be recognized by it, there would be no problem in signing the blood contract.

The big black bird is called the Black Wind Eagle, which is produced by a high-level and third-level Black Wind Eagle that a certain great monk of Xianyin spent a lot of effort and caught from the outside, and belongs to the high-level fairy beast, although this Black Wind Eagle is still in the elementary level, but it grows up, it is still very good.

Han Zixie was also extremely depressed at the moment, he couldn't imagine that this big black bird was so fast, he had tried his best, but he still couldn't catch up.

"Hehe, I'll see how you run. After chasing for a while, Han Zixi flew towards the big black bird with a four-sided encirclement and a capping momentum.

This is the way that Han Zixie thought of when he was chasing the Black Wind Eagle, and he was in a hurry when he couldn't catch up, and quietly forced the Black Wind Eagle into the encirclement he had set up.

"It seems that this kid is not too stupid!" Feng Qianmu's eyes showed a rare hint of appreciation to Han Zixie.

A hiss sounded, Han Zixi rode on the back of the Black Wind Eagle, slowly dissipated his spiritual power, and tried to fuse with the Black Wind Eagle's spiritual power, the Black Wind Eagle did not resist at this time, and everything was left to Han Zixie.

Han Zixie closed his eyes, and a drop of blood flew out from Han Zixie's eyebrows, wrapped in Han Zixie's spiritual power, and began to refine.

This is Han Zixie's essence blood, according to the method of the blood contract signing technique, this drop of essence blood is slowly condensed by Han Zixie's spiritual power, as long as it is refined into a blood talisman and fused with the soul blood of the Black Wind Eagle, then the blood contract will be successfully signed.

Under the refining of Han Zixie's spiritual power, this essence blood slowly began to turn into a blood-colored rune, emitting bursts of blood light, which was bright and abnormal.

But just when the blood talisman was about to condense and form, the blood talisman collapsed with a bang, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Zixie's mouth, making the whole person wilt a lot.

Feng Qianmu shook his head secretly, Mi Qianding retracted his gaze, and continued to walk towards the outside of the Immortal Beast Valley, Xia Beina never seemed to have paid attention to Han Zixie, and followed Mi Qianding, Yan Xitian saw Xia Beina and Mi Qianding walking together, reluctantly put away his immortal beast white flying tiger, chased after Mi Qiding, and glared at Xia Beina without showing weakness.

"I don't believe it. Han Zixie was born with a ruthless energy, and at this moment, another drop of essence blood flew out from the center of his eyebrows, and he spit out spiritual power again and began to refine.

It didn't take long for the blood talisman to collapse again with a bang just as it was about to take shape.

"Alas!" Feng Qianmu simply crossed his knees, and the people at the top of the mountain also came to Feng Qianmu and sat down, looking at Han Zixi quietly.

"Isn't there a suitable one?" Feng Qianmu said suddenly.

"No, you don't. Mi Jinding's expression did not change, and he responded lightly.

"What if it's an immortal beast with an immortal bloodline?" Feng Qianmu smiled slightly, and when he talked about an immortal beast, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Immortal Rank Immortal Beast?"

Not only Mi Qianding, but even Yan Xitian and Xia Beina couldn't help but exclaim when they heard it, and there was a kind of light beating in Mi Jinding's eyes.

"Although immortal-level immortal beasts are rare, they are not absent, but the other hidden villages have other names for immortal-level immortal beasts, so it's good for everyone to understand this. However, immortal-level immortal beasts are generally extremely intelligent and no different from humans, so unless they are voluntary, it is almost impossible to sign a blood contract with them. When Feng Qianmu said these words again, Han Zixi failed again.

"Wind Master, have you ever seen an immortal-level immortal beast?" Xia Beina couldn't help but ask.

Feng Qianmu didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Xia Beina saw Feng Qianmu nodding, and the light in her eyes suddenly became sheng, so she was about to continue to ask, but Feng Qianmu was obviously unwilling to say more, so she changed the topic and said: "Han Zixie, excessive loss of essence and blood will hurt the soul element, I advise you to go back and prepare well before coming to sign the blood contract." ”

"Three drops of essence blood is already his limit, and if this fourth drop of essence blood fails to condense again, he will definitely faint. Yan Xitian watched Han Zixie's fourth drop of essence blood slowly fly out of his eyebrows, and said affirmatively.

Yan Xitian was successfully condensed with a drop of essence blood, but she was still groggy now, she thought that her limit was only five drops of essence blood at most, and Han Zixie was lower than her in cultivation, so she concluded that Han Zixie could only insist on four drops.

Regarding Yan Xitian's words, others did not refute them, and they also agreed with what she said.

But just after a stick of incense, the blood talisman in front of Han Zixie failed to condense again, and Han Zixie felt that his whole head was roaring, even so, it had not yet reached the level that made him unconscious.

He pointed his finger to the center of his eyebrows, and another drop of bright red essence blood flew out in Yan Xitian's surprised eyes, spit out a breath of spiritual energy, and continued to condense.

"Fifth drop, he's going to get dizzy this time, trust me. Yan Xitian raised her slender jade hand and patted her small chest confidently. Seeing the expressions of several people agreeing, Yan Xitian was actually laughing.

It was another time for a stick of incense, Yan Xitian looked at Han Zixie in disbelief, and there was still a trace of embarrassment on his face, although Han Zixi did not faint as Yan Xitian said, but he failed again.

At this time, there was a blur in Han Zixie's eyes, but this blur could not hide the persistence in his eyes, his eyes were even more bloodshot, he stretched out his palm and patted his eyebrows, and the sixth drop of essence blood flew out, starting his sixth refining. He even felt that as long as he could persevere, he would definitely be able to condense the blood talisman.

This time Yan Xitian didn't speak, if it was her, she wouldn't be able to hold on to six drops of essence blood without falling unconscious. Xia Beina's eyes were a little unbearable to look at it anymore, and Han Zixie at this moment even made Xia Beina's heart change some views of him, which exceeded the time of the special assessment.

There was a solemnity in Qi Qi's eyes, he had always ignored Han Zixie, even if Han Zixie could use the Shadow Soaring Technique, he only had a trace of interest in Han Zixie, that's all, but now, when he saw such a persistent Han Zixie, it seemed to be a little different from before.

The sixth drop of essence blood failed as always, everyone was silent, Feng Qianmu even had some kind of light in his eyes at this time, he wanted to see where Han Zixie's limit was, and whether he could inherit that legend?

Han Zixi bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly prevented himself from passing out, and then grabbed the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of essence blood seemed to be drawn out by him, and he spit out a small mouthful of loose aura, which reluctantly began to condense.

Now there is no need for Yan Xitian to say it, everyone can see that the current Han Zixie is already a strong crossbow bow, if this seventh drop of essence blood is unable to refine the blood talisman, I am afraid that he will really pass out.

This seventh drop of essence blood slowly swirled in that thin aura, the blood streaks swam, and were outlined one by one, and the blood light emitted became more and more dazzling, and slowly, when the time for a stick of incense was coming, this blood talisman had basically taken shape, and the last trace was about to be completed.

But at this moment, a mouthful of black blood suddenly spurted out of Han Zixie's mouth, directly interrupting the entire refining process of the blood talisman, everything fell short, everything in front of him began to gradually darken, and the body riding on the black wind eagle fell backwards, and the black wind eagle was a little restless.

Feng Qianmu sighed secretly and got up to catch Han Zixie, but the moment he just got up, his figure immediately stopped. His pupils were shrunk, and his left eye, which was covered by his hair, glowed red.

"How is this possible?" Yan Xitian and Xia Beina both had incredible expressions on their little faces, and they didn't know what was going on.

Mi Qianding was even more shocked, this little person who once made him disdainful, but now he frequently brought shocks to himself, first the special assessment of the Shadow Soaring Technique, and then the enchantment array that broke the wind Qianmu, just now it was the kind of attachment that made him have to face it squarely, and now ......

At the moment when Han Zixie was about to fall on the back of the Black Wind Eagle Bird, Han Zixie's empty eyes, which had appeared during the special assessment but had not been discovered by others, reappeared at this moment.

There is a black light in his eyes, if someone looks at him, there will be a breathtaking feeling, although it is also only for a moment, but it is seen by Feng Qianmu, and Mi Qianding also seems to be aware of it.

Although Han Zixie's expression was still sluggish at the moment, no matter what was going on just now, he seized the opportunity and slapped it on his forehead, a drop of blood flashed out of his forehead, and then a breath of spiritual energy spit out to wrap it, and began this incredible drop of eight refining.

Feng Qianmu sat back slowly, there was a hint of heaviness in his eyes, and it didn't go away for a long time. The other three looked at it calmly again with uneasy hearts, they wanted to know what the result would be this time, maybe Han Zixie could really condense his own blood talisman and sign a blood contract with Black Wind Eagle.

This time the time for refining the blood rune exceeded the previous seven times, and each outline, every trace of essence and blood wandering, was consuming Han Zixie's mind, which was the experience he had gained after several failures.

The condensation of this blood talisman must be carved with your own mind, and the reason why it failed a few times before is because it lacks this spiritual carving knife and lacks this finishing touch, so it always makes mistakes in the last step.

When the time for the two incense sticks came, the last trace of the blood talisman was condensed, and a gorgeous and extraordinary blood talisman rotated according to a certain rhythm in Han Zixie's excited eyes, and after seven failures, this eighth was finally successfully refined by Han Zixie.

I don't know why, several people in the audience also pinched a cold sweat for Han Zixie, breathed a sigh of relief, and even a feeling rose in their hearts as if they had succeeded in refining, which made Mi Yanding feel a little strange in his heart.

But there was one thing that everyone present did not notice, including Feng Qianmu and Han Zixie himself. In the center of the blood talisman floating in Han Zixie's hand, there was a trace of blood that was not red, but... Black!

Because it is obscured by red light, it is not noticed.

Han Zixi smiled heartily and shot the blood talisman in his hand towards the Black Wind Eagle, the blood talisman smoothly integrated into the Black Wind Eagle's body, and even Han Zixi had already faintly felt that he and the Black Wind Eagle were establishing some kind of subtle connection.

But at this moment, the anomaly suddenly broke out again, and all of them changed their complexions.

A terrible hiss sounded from the mouth of the Black Wind Eagle, running through the mountains and forests, alarming the birds......