There is no doubt that the broken bowl is a very good magic weapon, but the strength of the lean man is too weak to urge the broken bowl to exert all his strength, according to Wei Chong's estimate, the power of the broken bowl on him is probably less than one percent of his total strength, which shows how weak the lean man is.

Wei Chong used his own mana to nourish the broken bowl for a moment, it felt almost over, as soon as his right hand was raised, he grabbed the broken bowl in his hand, and with a flick of his left hand, the broken bowl made a buzzing sound, crisp and pleasant.

"You...... Give it back to me!" The thin man was shocked and angry when he saw this, he thought that the broken bowl had controlled Wei Chong, but he didn't expect Wei Chong to be acting just now, but his strength was too weak, and the broken bowl absorbed too much Wei Chong's mana, and he couldn't digest it for a while, so he had completely cut off contact with him.

Wei Chong grabbed the broken bowl, thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "Your treasure, it seems that you haven't been recognized by blood yet?"

But I heard the voice of killing immortals: "Stinky boy, if you want to use the blood of cultivation, even if you have a little Fuxi blood, you can't make this baby recognize the master." ”

Wei Chong did not hesitate, reached out and touched his chest, sucked out a drop of the blood of cultivation, and injected it into the broken bowl, the blood of cultivation is the unique blood of the monk, and it is stored in the immortal tripod, which is extremely rare and extremely precious.

"Wei Chong, if you want to confess the Lord by dripping blood from the Qiankun Bowl, it's a joke......" The lean man laughed, if he could easily drip blood to recognize the Lord, he would have already dripped blood, in fact, after getting this Qiankun Bowl, he tried it more than once, but the blood dripped in and disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't recognize the Lord at all.

It's just that the word "joke" came out, and he grew his mouth, and Wei Chong's drop of cultivation blood fell into the bowl and did not disappear, but swirled back and forth in the bowl. Gradually, it seeped in, but the blood was still there, visible to the naked eye, and the blood slowly dispersed. The blood and gas permeated all over the broken bowl, and the gray broken bowl gradually became fleshy and more rounded.

As the blood of cultivation spreads, the broken bowl. is being quickly recognized, Wei Chong is quite looking forward to it, once the recognition is completed, this is a treasure that only belongs to him, if others want to use it, if the broken bowl can't resist, it will blow up.

"This is impossible? absolutely impossible......" The lean man was about to collapse, he couldn't kill Wei Chong, not to mention, even his own treasures were snatched away by Wei Chong. The hatred for Wei Chong in his heart was originally like a mountain and a sea, but at this moment, it was as high as the sky and as thick as the earth, he shouted angrily, and flew towards Wei Chong.

"It's done!" Wei Chong let out a low snort, and the blood of cultivation was completely integrated into the broken bowl, making the gray broken bowl emit a faint blood light, but that light was not the true color of the broken bowl. It is Wei Chong's cultivation blood, and he is transforming the broken bowl, but the broken bowl at this moment can already be used. Wei Chong shook his hand, and the broken bowl smashed into the lean man.

At this moment, the broken bowl is different from before, it has not become larger, but it is buckled on the head of the lean man in a flash, and it does not absorb its mana. was only spinning, and when Wei Chong took back the broken bowl, he saw that the thin man's black hair had disappeared, and his head was shiny, which was quite funny.

Wei Chong wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, put the broken bowl into the Immortal Ding, hugged his fists and saluted: "Thank you Brother Tai for the treasure." ”

The lean man was almost mad, he couldn't speak, he only glared at Wei Chong fiercely, but he knew very well that without the Qiankun Bowl, he was by no means Wei Chong's opponent, he could only endure at the moment, retreat to the monks, and the matter of revenge would be long in the future, and his actions this time seemed to take the initiative to offer a treasure to Wei Chong.

"This is indeed a Qiankun bowl, although it is a little broken, but the Qiankun bowl can be filled with Qiankun, and it is still possible to install the broken cover. Killing Immortal said suddenly, these words gave Wei Chong great confidence.

Nangong Baoyue shook his head slightly, and did not stop Wei Chong, the appearance of the Qiankun bowl was completely an accident, but as long as Wei Chong collected the blood lotus cover, the result would be the same, even more tragic than breaking a hole, and Wei Chong at that time would definitely be a catastrophe and become a real demon.

The magma wave rolled, although it was in the distance, but the heat wave hit, one after another, making everyone scorching unbearably, and some of them had already given up their luck, and they all glared at Nangong Baoyue.

When Han Bing saw the Qiankun bowl, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly sent a message to his master, and urged those half-immortal powerhouses to strengthen the power of the blood lotus cover, the monster blood demon was about to be born, but he couldn't make a mess at this moment.

Wei Chong poured mana into the Qiankun Bowl, and the Qiankun Bowl roared into the air, but it was obviously not enough to swallow the blood lotus cover, and suddenly saw the mana balls above the heads of those monks, and with a stroke of inspiration, he waved his hands and pushed all the mana balls into the Qiankun Bowl.

The Qiankun bowl got the best force, suddenly became dozens of times larger, and the golden light was sharply released, and the mouth of the bowl turned upward, with a bang, like the sky shattering, the golden light condensed into a group, and quickly shone into the sky.

Those half-immortal powerhouses are all doing their best at this moment, supporting the blood lotus cover with ** strength, making the blood lotus cover even stronger.

At this moment, the sky was blood-colored, and the golden light of the Qiankun bowl shone up, quickly devouring the blood, and the entire blood lotus cover swayed.

"It's not enough!"

Wei Chong's expression was solemn, with the support of thousands of half-immortal powerhouses, the blood lotus cover was extremely difficult to break, but as long as he had the best strength, let the Qiankun bowl exert a powerful force, and he would definitely be able to collect the blood lotus cover.

But he didn't dare to take risks with the power of the meat ghost, although he was close to completely refining the power of the meat ghost, it was not complete, and he immediately turned his head and said, "It's hard work!"

Nangong Baoyue snorted coldly, knowing what kind of disaster would happen after completely collecting the blood lotus cover, and she didn't want to participate in it, not to be afraid, just to push Wei Chong to a dead end.

Those monks knew in their hearts that success or failure was in this move, life and death were at this moment, although they were tired, they were also open-minded, and they all gathered mana to help Wei Chong.

With such mana, the Qiankun bowl was several times larger, and it was like a roof, with a golden light, and in the golden light, a black hole suddenly appeared.

The black hole seemed to be a big mouth, sucking hard, the air was full of clicking sounds, the blood lotus shroud was cracking, and the old men outside were all purple and blue, gritting their teeth and holding on.

Click!

There was another earth-shattering bang, and the blood lotus cover cracked a huge opening, revealing the sky outside, white clouds and blue sky, but it was noon.

From there, it was already possible to escape from the birth of the heavens, but no one dared to move, lest they would be sucked into the Qiankun bowl, which would be too cost-effective.

The clicking sound continued, and the blood lotus cover completely cracked from that opening, and the Qiankun bowl shone brightly, and the entire blood lotus cover was collected in a flash.

The blood lotus cover disappeared, the sky appeared, the sunlight sprinkled on the demon mountain, and the blood and qi in the magma rolled and quickly rose into the air, casting a layer of demonic clouds on the sky.

Seeing this, all the monks were overjoyed, and they all took off into the air and floated around, but they were attacked by those half-immortal old men, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of bodies exploded and turned into a rain of blood.

Wei Chong couldn't care much at the moment, and the bullet body floated towards Ziyang Peak, Nangong Baoyue followed closely behind, and couldn't help shaking his head, Wei Chong was still too anxious, rushing to Ziyang Peak like this, it was no longer a theft, but a robbery. (To be continued.) )