"Hmph, I don't believe that it can't! If you sacrifice tens of thousands of people, you can't welcome back the Dao soldiers. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Then our Pan clan can only use our hands to rob it, it's a big deal to disperse the spiritual wisdom of the Taoist soldiers, re-sacrifice for ten thousand years, and form a new spiritual wisdom for my Pan clan!" Pan Si Yuan's face was hideous, he also knew that the situation that Xian Chaofan said could indeed happen, but it was impossible for the Pangu axe and Pangu sword to give up.

Shen Daoyuan laughed a few times and said, "Brother Pan, don't laugh, in the face of the resuscitation of the Dao soldiers, are you sure that your Pan clan dares to be its enemy? What's more, your Pan clan's Pangu axe claims to be able to fight innate beings alone! Brother Pan, this is going to affect the rhythm of the whole clan! Of course, I raised my hands in favor of you doing this. Haha......"

Pan Siyuan blushed when he heard this, and knew that bragging was too big, but this little embarrassment was nothing to the old fox, so he coughed dryly and said, "Brother Daoyuan is too serious." When I say this, I just want to show that the Pangu axe and Pangu sword must belong to my Pan clan. ”

Shen Daoyuan said again: "Brother Pan, in fact, it makes sense that the kid on the mountain can have the Pangu axe, after all, he is a serious Pangu bloodline! Even the most legendary Pangu True Eye has awakened. It seems that you are more qualified to have the Pangu Axe and Pangu Sword than your Pan clan!"

Xian Chaofan said with a surprised face: "I didn't expect Brother Daoyuan to observe so carefully, no wonder that kid didn't even look at us, it turned out that he was holding the chance to win!"

Pan Siyuan snorted coldly and said, "Why didn't Brother Daoyuan tell me that kid also had the purest blood of the Heavenly God Clan?"

Shen Dao Yuan coughed dryly and said, "That's right, that person does have the blood of the Heavenly God Clan, so he can have the Blood Transformation Heavenly Sword, and that is the Dao soldier of the Heavenly God Clan." However, I never said that the Blood Celestial Sword belonged to my clan. As long as my Protoss can get a Dao Soldier, it doesn't matter if it's a Pangu Axe, or a Zhuxian Sword, or a Thunder Sword. Guys, don't pretend anymore, aren't you just here for the sake of the Dao soldiers? and act like a victim. To put it bluntly, we are here to slander other people's Taoist soldiers!"

I didn't expect the pace to be so fast, and I took off that layer of sheepskin at once. The four little sheep turned into four big bad wolves in an instant. I was a bit caught off guard.

The other three old guys also ripped off their disguises.

Pan Siyuan said: "In this case, then let's set a rule first, whoever can get the Dao soldiers by sacrificing will own the Dao soldiers! This should be no problem, right?" Pan Siyuan glanced at the other three old fellows with a pair of eagle eyes.

The other three old fellows all smiled and nodded. The meaning is too obvious, whoever has a hard fist is who's! Pan Siyuan also nodded with a strange smile and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then we will go to meet the prisoners of the clan now and prepare to start the sacrifice." Whose prisoner arrives first, then who will sacrifice first?"

As soon as Pan Siyuan's voice fell, the person had already disappeared. The other three old guys secretly cursed the old fox and hurriedly followed.

Pan Siyuan, Xian Chaofan, and Lei Wanjun, the three old guys, all with black faces, watched Shen Daoyuan take the prisoners of the clan up the mountain with a smile, and the mood of the three of them was simply bad.

At the beginning of the Blood Sacrifice, Duan Yue was next to the altar, watching an old guy giggle and blow up the guys with shackles one by one, and the blood world dominated by the Blood Heavenly Sword suddenly became bloody, devouring all those flesh and blood. With the increasing number of people worshipped. The Blood Heavenly Sword broke away from the altar and flew into the air, gradually leaving the sky above the Xiaoyao Sect, but moving in the direction of Xiaoyao Town. Shen Daoyuan frowned and smiled, looking at the blood mist of the blood transformation heavenly sword.

The world evolved from the Blood Heavenly Sword began to invade this world, and a blood-red passage appeared, like the mouth of some kind of monster. One by one, the prisoners were directly devoured by the blood-red passage.

With a wave of Shinto Yuan's hand, the sky was full of prisoners, one by one, as if they had lost their minds, and they walked into the blood-red passage.

"Haha......"

Shinto Yuan's crazy laughter echoed in the sky above Xiaoyao Peak. At the foot of the mountain, Pan Siyuan, Xian Chaofan, and Lei Wanjun listened to it, and it was very unpleasant. Eventually, the three of them worked together to send clusters of people into the passage. Shen Daoyuan did not object, his eyes were a little blank as he watched the prisoners struggling in the sea of blood, and after a while, they bubbled and sank to the bottom of the sea.

As soon as nearly 10,000 people were sacrificed, the Blood Heavenly Sword went berserk, and with a bang, the blood-red circular passage was stretched horizontally for thousands of miles. The Blood Heavenly Sword roared in that world of blood. The speed of this sacrifice was suddenly accelerated by a thousand times, and it was enough to sacrifice 10,000 prisoners at a time.

The sacrifice was at the back, and countless monsters made of blood essence condensed rushed out of the blood world, flying all over the sky, and those prisoners were not enough for them to take a sip, only a pile of white bones remained. The bones weren't wasted either, a sneaky guy was devouring them all. It was the White Bone Sword.

The Blood Celestial Knife didn't care that such a little guy would eat something it didn't want. The white bones that had already piled up were gradually devoured by the white bone sword, and some magical lines began to appear on the white bone sword, which was the manifestation of the Heaven and Earth Supreme Principle on the treasure.

The White Bone Sword is evolving from a holy soldier to an imperial soldier!

The sacrifice was still going on, and an octopus-like monster in the blood world crawled out of the sea of blood, and eight tentacles like pillars of heaven stretched out from the blood world, dragging nearly seventy or eighty thousand prisoners into it at one time. A blood-red python poked its head out of the blood world, opened its mouth and sucked it, and nearly 100,000 prisoners were sucked into its mouth, and with a bang, the python fell into the sea of blood.

Even the four old fellows of Shen Daoyuan saw that their scalps were numb, and as the sacrifice continued, the Blood Transformation Heavenly Sword was gradually shrouded in blood-red chaotic mist, looming, as if this was the real recovery.

The sacrifice was still going on, and the dead people such as Shinto Yuan nervously watched the changes in the Blood Heavenly Sword in the air. And Duan Yue had also entered a critical stage at this time, and the Immortal Golden Pill was about to condense. The milky white mist and the golden yellow mist swallowed and fused with each other, and the golden light of the golden pill became more convergent, almost becoming a golden color with milky white, which was the color of platinum.

The white-gold golden pill spun faster and faster, and flew into the air little by little.

'Heaven and earth have not opened, chaos is like a chicken's ......' At this moment, Duan Yue was in that chicken, and the real dragon ball was the egg yolk, glowing with a milky white light. Jindan is a golden light, dazzling and dazzling, and a perfect Jindan is a golden light that converges and presents a dark golden color. The immortal golden pill exudes a milky white soft light.

"Eighth turn!"

"Ninth turn!"

But when the ninth turn was completed, the Immortal Golden Pill was finally completed. Duan Yue finally stepped into the Jindan realm. Continuing to consolidate his cultivation, his whole body exuded a soft white light, and the rolling true yuan flowed in his body. Standing on a new vantage point!

Half an hour later, Duan Yue collected his strength and fell to the ground from mid-air. If you look up, you can see the Blood Transformation Heavenly Knife over there. A strange smile flashed across his face. With brisk steps, I came to the altar. He also wanted to make a blood sacrifice to see if the blood of the demi-saint had any magical effects. Feeling a suction coming from the Soul Sacrifice Stone, it seems that the sacrifice over there makes it feel like its body has been hollowed out.

Tens of millions of sacrifices are no joke. If it weren't for the help of Pan Siyuan, Xian Chaofan, and Lei Wanjun, Shen Daoyuan would really not be able to complete it alone. But Shen Daoyuan felt that something was wrong, as if he didn't have that sense of connection with the Blood Heavenly Sword, and he was afraid that he had made a useless sacrifice. As if to reassure him, a faint, hazy consciousness mingled with his consciousness as if they were close friends.

Shinto Yuan was ecstatic, as if a spare tire got a smile from the goddess, and he felt that the cells in his whole body were excited. To the other three, he said, "Yes, yes." I think I'll be able to control the Blood Transformation Heavenly Knife right away. ”

The others were very happy to hear this, not for him, of course, but for themselves. If Shinto is far from succeeding, it means that they can be successful too. The three of them worked even harder, and the prisoners were sent directly into the blood-red wound.

The blood sacrifice on Duan Yue's side was very smooth, and the feeling of blending with the divine soldier before let him know that the day when the man and soldier would be united was not far away. After the end of the blood sacrifice, he looked at the wishful stick a little obediently, like a little child, trembling, as if he was eager to communicate with him. Duan Yue stretched out his hand, and the wishful stick appeared in his hand. "Hey, how can this wishful stick have a sense of agility? Could it be that I'm dazzled?" Duan Yue observed carefully, and found that the coiling dragon engraved on the stick seemed to be about to come back to life. It seems that the wishful stick already has a faint spiritual intelligence. "Is this Refining Altar really so powerful? it can make such a big change in such a short time!" Duan Yue was suspicious, put the iron rod back, turned around and walked towards the main hall, he wanted to have a good night's sleep, it was to celebrate the breakthrough of the Golden Pill Realm.

At this time, Shinto's sacrifice was almost over. Shen Dao Yuan beckoned, and the Heavenly Sword almost rushed out of that blood world, but a repulsive force prevented it from coming out of it. Shinto thought to himself, "It seems that the sacrifice is being digested, so I'll just wait." When he saw that the sacrifice had been completed, he turned to the other three and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am done." The rest is up to your performance. ”

The three of them were very happy to hear this, and the next turn was Immortal Chaofan! Immortal Chaofan led a group of prisoners up the mountain, came directly to the altar, and exploded a few, and Zhu Xian reacted instantly. I only heard a buzzing sound, and Zhu Xian flew into the air, devouring those blood mist. Immortal Chaofan brought Zhu Xian out of the free faction little by little.

The other three also came to help him in the sacrifice. Zhu Xian is not as shy as the Blood Transformation Heavenly Sword. With four sonorous sounds, the four swords came out of their sheaths, and they frantically devoured the sacrifices in that world of the five elements, and those who came did not refuse.

"This Zhu Immortal is indeed a sword weapon that is surging to the sky, very fierce!" Shen Daoyuan looked at the four-colored and four-sword swords, and his inner desire swelled, wanting to take it for himself.