Yijian took out the elixir and gave it to Long Ji, and then angrily drank to Blood Chong: "Blood Chong! I respect you as a senior, but you take the path of demons, and actually suck the flesh and blood of my junior brother, which makes me unbearable!"

As Yijian spoke, there were fluctuations in the dantian and Zhihai, and he wanted to sever the spiritual connection with Blood Chong, and he didn't want to use it anymore. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The words of a sword are decisive, and the action of severing the connection with the blood worship is not dragging the mud.

A trace of emotion flashed on Long Ji's face, and he grabbed a sword and said, "Senior brother, it's okay, I can feel that Xuechong has no malicious intent, otherwise I wouldn't have come over!"

Although his Dao could be absorbed, Long Ji didn't feel the slightest murderous aura, so he dared to step forward.

After Blood Chong absorbed the flesh and blood of Long Ji, a trace of blood qi rose from its sword body, and the cold sword body also had a warm feeling.

A voice came into the sea of knowledge between the two.

"Long Ji, your flesh and blood contain the powerful spirituality of the divine beast, which can restore some of my spirituality. But I can't accept your benefits for nothing! This is a gift from you in return, you can accept it!"

Compared with the previous intermittent divine consciousness call, the current blood worship was full of spirituality, and he spoke fluently.

A drop of blood flowed from the tip of the Blood Chong Sword, and the blood contained a trace of gold, just suspended out of thin air.

There were no visions around it, just a normal drop of blood.

But Long Ji looked ecstatic, opened his mouth to suck the blood into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Blood Chong said: "I didn't expect you to be from that clan! You are born of a hybrid of divine beasts and humans, and the breath of blood is strange...... Your cultivation technique...... Hehe, what a genius it is to create this trick! The owner of this drop of blood used to be ...... It's a great benefit to you!"

Blood Chong swallowed and vomited, hiding a lot of content between his words, and seemed to not want Yijian to know.

The blood was swallowed by Long Ji, as if he had eaten a panacea, and a powerful force erupted from his body, instantly spreading throughout his body.

Long Ji's sluggish aura immediately climbed upward.

In the perception of a sword, Long Ji's mana did not become stronger, and his cultivation did not improve, but his aura increased day by day, and his appearance also changed greatly.

Although Long Ji is tall, his original appearance is slightly immature, like a teenager.

The power of that drop of blood swam all over his body, and the red-gold power surged, like a catalyst, making his face grow by two years!

That power gradually calmed down and gradually converged in Long Ji's body.

Yijian suddenly felt that Long Ji's temperament had become different, not because of his appearance, but because of a feeling from the bottom of his bones, which became more noble than before!

Long Ji smiled and muttered to himself, only to hear him with a sword: "This drop of blood, my'...... Blood...... Dafa ......'haha......"

Yijian couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Longji, how did you grow up?"

"Huh?"

Long Ji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I am still in my infancy, and the ...... contained in this drop of blood It's a lot of power, and it has made me grow a little bit!"

Yijian didn't say anything, but said to Blood Chong: "Blood Chong, I blamed you, I thought you were going to attack Senior Brother Long Ji, so I would be so excited! As a Dao weapon, I really don't have the qualifications to use you......"

Blood Chong interrupted the words of a sword: "Young man, the way of heaven is long, no one can say for sure what will happen in the future, you are not qualified now, it does not mean that you will not be qualified in the future, besides, it was you who woke me up, for the sake of this, I will respect your meaning in the future!"

Blood Chong became unexpectedly easy to speak, and Yijian couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that after absorbing the battleship and recovering some of its power, it would leave itself, but he didn't expect it to stay.

"Don't doubt my words, let go of your sea of knowledge, I'll show you a little bit of my memory, and you will understand it completely!"

Blood Chong's voice suddenly became vicissitudes, containing great pain and hatred.

The two glanced at each other and let go of Zhihai trustingly.

A scene unfolded in the minds of the two men.

It's Blood Chong!

From the perspective of Xuechong, it can be seen that this is a huge house made of stones, a pair of rough hands, gently stroking and wiping the axe, as if doing a sacred and solemn thing.

"This is my master, he is a tribal god, extremely powerful!"

According to the Legend of the Gods, the mythological era was dominated by a tribal system, with dozens of small realms usually being a tribe with one or more "gods" as the supreme decision-makers.

In the picture, three figures in black cloaks appeared, no men or women could be seen, their whole bodies were shrouded in black cloaks, and everywhere they went, all living beings avoided them, as if they were afraid of them.

Even if he knew that this was just a memory, when he saw the three black-robed people with a sword, he could feel the cold aura emanating from their bodies, which made people shudder.

"You have to remember them! I have been recovering for a long time! I have not felt the breath of my master, and my master must have died! They must have killed my master, and they killed many gods......

Blood Chong's tone contained murderous aura.

Yijian was startled: "Blood Chong, you are talking too exaggerated, aren't you? The three of them, it's just enough to kill your master, how can they have the ability to kill many gods......

Blood Chong was silent for a long time.

Yijian immediately realized that he had touched a terrible secret!

As Blood Chong fell silent, another person with an unclear face appeared in the picture, holding a small, spindle-shaped object in his hand.

"Battleship?"

A sword found that what the man was holding in his hand was a miniature version of the battleship!

Long Jidao: "Blood Chong, do you know the battleship?"

The owner of the battleship seemed to be very familiar with the owner of Xuechong, and the two talked happily, and through the body language, it can be seen that the relationship between the two should be good.

It stands to reason that Blood Chong and the battleship must know, why did Blood Chong devour the battleship?

"The relationship between the two of us has always been good because of the hosts...... However, the eldest brother's injuries are too serious...... The host is not there and there is no possibility of him recovering......"

Blood Chong's tone was full of pain: "In order to make me recover extremely quickly, the eldest brother asked me to devour it, and urged the ability to dig out the treasure for me to devour ......"

"I see......"

Blood Chong's tone infected the two of them, and Long Ji and Yijian both felt the pain of Blood Chong at this moment, and they also had a little more respect for the battleship in their hearts.

In the picture, a tragic battle unfolded.

The black-robed man disappeared inexplicably, and some powerful cultivators appeared out of nowhere, and the two sides fought fiercely.

Blood Chong said: "I don't even know why that battle started or ended. However, the eldest brother sacrificed himself to keep me alive, and the master also died! I must take revenge! Even those three black-robed men can't be wrong! I have seen them in many places, and they haunt various tribes! It must be them!"

"Why are you so sure?"

Long Ji couldn't help but be curious.

"Because their breath is so cold, like a pool of stagnant water! The master never told me where they came from, but I had this instinct because of these people, because of their organization ......"

"Are there more than three of them?" Yijian came to his senses, and the topic returned to where he wanted to ask.

"Far more than that! I have seen them visit many gods and persuade them to do something, but the master has blocked my divine sense, and I don't know the content at all! Because of them, many gods have left the tribe and have never been seen again!"

The secrets of the mythological age unfold the tip of the iceberg.

Yijian is familiar with the "Legend of the Gods", and naturally knows that the activities of the gods for a period of time are extremely clueless, and they wander around Kyushu aimlessly......

Cold sweat wet the back of a sword, he was connected to Blood Chong's heart, and he naturally could tell that Blood Chong was not lying!

If what Blood Chong said was true, then how amazing the truth behind it should be!

The battle in the picture was simply devastating, and the three black-robed people actually turned back again, just hiding from a distance and watching, not stepping forward to help, nor stepping forward to stop it, as if they were watching a battle between beasts.

"It's been so long since the age of mythology, even if you want revenge, you won't necessarily be able to find them. Besides, even the gods have disappeared, and there is a good chance that they are dead!"

Blood Chong's murderous aura was so strong that Yijian could feel its strong revenge, and he couldn't help but say comfort.

"What do you say? The age of mythology is over? How is it possible? How is it possible, you must be lying!"

Hearing Yijian say that the era of mythology is over, Blood Chong subconsciously thought that he was joking, but Yijian's tone did not seem to be lying, and Blood Chong was confused.

The image that had evolved in the minds of the two disappeared in an instant.

"Blood Chong! The Age of Mythology is indeed over, and a hundred thousand rounds of years have passed! All the gods of the Age of Mythology have disappeared, and there is not a single one left!Do you know how they disappeared?"

"Impossible...... Even if the heavens and the earth dissipate and Kyushu collapses, the gods will not perish! You must be lying!"

Blood Chong scolded sharply.

"Hey......"

Yijian sighed, unfolded his soul, and fully displayed the Kyushu he knew in front of Blood Chong.

"Blood Chong, Senior Brother Long and I really didn't lie to you, you can see for yourself!"

Blood Chong was silent, carefully watching the contents of the sword soul, and then hissed: "What the hell happened! I knew, I should have guessed a long time ago! Everything became wrong, the master never hid anything from me, but after seeing the black-robed man, he often closed my perception ......"

Blood Chong's voice gradually became muted, and Yijian felt that it was sad, but he didn't know how to comfort it.

Blood Chong's voice was raised, and he suddenly said, "They won't die!

"Why are you so sure?" asked Long Ji, with a flash of gold in his eyes.

Blood Chong hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Your current cultivation is too low! Even if you are a divine beast, even if you are from that clan, I can't tell you! When you are strong and see the true appearance of Kyushu, you will naturally know!"

After a pause, Blood Chong said again: "The power of the gods is not something you can figure out, even if the mythological era is over, I firmly believe that the gods will still appear, and those black-robed people will also appear!"

Long Ji and Yijian glanced at each other, and they didn't know why, but both of them felt that what Blood Chong said was true!

"By the way, where did you find me? This is actually the end of the world, how dare you two cultivators come to such a sinister place?"

The two said in unison: "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

Blood Chong was puzzled. (To be continued.) )