Chapter Forty-Nine: A Dream Knife
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At this moment, this powerful silver-winged yin-yang bat in the realm of Jindan was completely taken away.
The silver-winged yin and yang bat, who didn't know what it was occupied, stared at Fang Yang's place with his eyes, and sighed slightly: "Unexpectedly, after many years, I encountered the seed of the ghost god clan again. This kid can be chosen by the ghost god clan, and he must have his own merits. It's a pity that I don't have much time to waste, otherwise, I can be the protector of this kid and make a good fate.
The Ghost God Clan Seed has great luck, but because of this, the probability of falling is too high. Whether this is a blessing or a curse is difficult to define. However, this kid is somewhat similar to Luo Zun when he was young, and if he has the opportunity, he can also be drawn into our camp......"
In the whisper, the silver-winged yin and yang bat smiled coldly: "Hehe, what is the blood moon sect of Laoshizi who is plotting against the deity? Hehe, interesting, a group of ants also dare to plot against the deity." Haha, I'm afraid they would never have imagined that the deity would actually benefit a little guy who has some fate with them to get out of trouble, right?
Hmph, this account, the deity will definitely calculate it. I dive ...... Hmph, how could I, Long Qian, have suffered this kind of humiliation! However, it's better to restore my cultivation first. β
Putting aside some strange words, this silver-winged yin-yang bat seemed to be a little depressed, and disappeared without a trace as soon as it flapped its wings.
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"The distance is too far to sense?" Fang Yang frowned secretly.
He tried to locate the position of Liu Meier and others, but he repeatedly missed. Even, even with the corpse slave, it is impossible to establish a psychic sense.
This somewhat made Fang Yang a little depressed.
However, the joy of escaping death still prevailed. Soon, Fang Yang gently revealed the matter. Then, with all his strength, he used his mind and spiritual vision to make up his mind.
Since Liu Mei'er and the others couldn't be found, Fang Yang was not in a hurry to explore any other treasures for a while. The opportunity he got in the body of the silver-winged yin and yang bat was not small, so naturally there was no need to take risks, just fight steadily. Right now, the top priority is to refine the Black Blood Murder Sword first and further enhance its own strength.
Finding a long-abandoned hidden cave nearby, Fang Yang began to refine the Black Blood Murder Knife.
The refining of the best spiritual weapon is relatively difficult.
It took more than a day for Fang Yang to refine this black blood murderous knife.
"Zheng!" Fang Yang moved, and suddenly, the black blood murderous knife flew out.
"Boom!" and half of the rock wall was shattered with a single slash.
The power of this knife is indeed shocking.
However, the cost of spiritual power is also huge.
At this moment, the spiritual power in Fang Yang's body was actually drained by eighty percent. In other words, he only has the power to control this black-blooded murderous knife. After a single blow, it was no longer possible to urge the black blood murder knife.
"The power of this black blood fierce knife, although it is very great, but it only has the power of one blow, which is inevitably a little unbeautiful. But I don't know what the effect of uniting the fierce ghost spirit with it will be......" Fang Yang secretly thought, however, he had no intention of really trying.
After all, although he has refined the fierce ghost spirit and the black blood murder knife, this does not mean that he can still control the two in one. Once out of control, the consequences are difficult to predict.
It's just that this sea of ruins is too dangerous, and with his current strength, it is still too weak.
Suddenly, Fang Yang's sea of consciousness flashed.
ββDream Knife!
This dream knife, like the mountain claw and the Qingqiu claw, is also one of the combat skills in "Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Gong". It's just that this kind of combat skill is different from the Mountain Shaking Claw and Qingqiu Claw, and it needs the assistance of foreign objects.
This black-blooded murderous knife is just right.
The essence of a dream knife is naturally on the word dream.
This combat skill, a doppelganger technique, and a double illusion technique, to put it bluntly, is equivalent to a special combat skill born from the superposition of the phantom technique and the nightmare technique. Of course, there are other subtle tricks in it.
Therefore, it is not so easy to comprehend this combat skill.
Immediately, Fang Yang continued his retreat, trying to comprehend this dreamy sword.
"Hum ......" was holding a black blood murder knife, Fang Yang's figure was fluttering extremely fast, constantly slashing.
Finally, it was cut out without a trace. Although it is ferocious, there is not the slightest trace of fireworks.
After three days, this dream knife was finally refined!
"Huh?" Holding the black blood murder knife in his hand, Fang Yang suddenly had a feeling in his heart.
Condensation!
It seems that this trick is even more consistent with the black blood murder knife. If it is cultivated, the power of the black blood murder knife can really be demonstrated. This feeling is extremely strong.
Fang Yang didn't doubt this, but he regretted that this trick was incomplete. If it is not incomplete, this recipe condenses the nine veins, and it can impact and build the foundation and achieve the foundation of human connections.
However, at the moment, in order to survive, there is not much to worry about.
As soon as his mind moved, Fang Yang began to run the "Condensation Technique", to condense the first evil vein. However, for a long time, he couldn't condense the slightest vein.
After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Yang gradually sorted out the clue: "The cultivation of the five veins of the Heaven and Earth Spirits, except for the mortal veins, the other four veins seem to be cultivated with other qi, rather than ordinary aura.
It is like a vein of Xinglin Waterfall, inheriting the method of building a foundation with the connections of Haori Sect, which is to practice with the four qi of life, old age, sickness and death, this Blood Moon Sect's "Condensation Formula" is also the method of human connections. It depends on ...... Evil spirit!
Evil aura is somewhat similar to murderous aura, but there are also some differences. However, what is generally required for this recipe should be an unwilling, resentful, and murderous aura......"
In the whisper, Fang Yang's mind clarified, and he began to recall everything he had experienced in Xiaoyun Mountain.
Bloodline awakening, imprisoned, deprived and oppressed, chased and killed all the way!
As soon as he thought of this, Fang Yang's heart was full of murderous aura, and a fierce aura arose spontaneously.
He wants to break the ancestor of the Xiao family into thousands of pieces!
"Hum ......" "Condensation Technique" was in Fang Yang's body, running rapidly, and the slightest trace of fierce qi was condensed. Finally, in Fang Yang's body, a sinister vein condensed.
Immediately afterward, the second evil vein also condensed rapidly.
However, between the condensation of the second evil vein, the resentment in Fang Yang's heart, although it had not subsided, could no longer breed a ferocious aura. At this point, this second evil vein has not been completely condensed after all.
"This "Condensation Technique", how can it still need the ferocious aura generated by different thoughts?" Fang Yang frowned slightly, but he thought that the ancestor of the Xiao family and the ancestor of the Lin family were still blocking the Fog Spirit Gate at the moment, waiting for him to return.
Suddenly, Fang Yang's heart was steaming again.
"Boom!" In a roar, the second evil vein condensed. Then, the third evil vein began to condense, but only a little bit before it came to an abrupt end.
The ferocious aura of this thought could no longer make Fang Yang condense the evil veins.
"Condensation Recipe", difficult to refine!