Han Chu bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman in the void, the strange dark golden luster shone, the talisman quickly absorbed a wisp of soul from the blood river, the squirming of the demon melted, turning into an inch villain, a desperate howl, and the flying shot melted into Han Chu's eyebrows and disappeared.

An incomparably powerful soul was connected with Han Chu's soul, compared to Han Chu's torch-like soul flame, that soul was a hundred times that of Han Chu's laughter, but Han Chu could clearly feel that with just one thought from him, that group of souls would be wiped out.

No matter how unwilling Blood River was, from the moment he handed over his soul, he was already Han Chu's person, life and death were in Han Chu's hands, and this completely manipulated state was actually no different from a puppet zombie.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Blood River's tone was extremely strange, helplessly pitiful, but with a fierce smell, helplessly surrendering his soul, at this time the wood was already in the boat, and he was even more desperate and angry, and his teeth were rattling, and he was almost about to pop out a few sparks.

Han Chu nodded with satisfaction, the thick black smoke cloud on his face dissipated, since the blood river had become his puppet, life and death were in his hands, then there was no need to hide his identity.

"Zombies?"

Blood River screamed in disbelief, a pair of eyes full of despair looked up and down Han Chu's strange eyes and sharp fangs protruding from his mouth, a secret that had been thrown into the depths of his mind a long time ago was suddenly brought up from somewhere, "Corpse King Qualification!

"Okay!Okay! I didn't expect to meet the legendary Corpse King!" Xuehe blinked a few times and licked his lips excitedly and excitedly, "The legendary Corpse Kings of the ancients have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth! ”

As the so-called one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, and the corpse king is born, there must be no great luck on his body, he follows him, even if it is just a stain, the benefits are beyond his imagination.

"You can be regarded as knowledgeable when you arrive! You even know the Ancient Corpse King! My name is Han Chu!"

Han Chu glanced at the burly body of the Blood River, his eyebrows raised slightly, this Blood River recognized his identity as the Corpse King at a glance, this insight was very unexpected for him.

"Then Lord Han Chu, I will rely on you all in the future, especially the injuries on my body now, which need sufficient elixir to recover, and these will all rely on Lord Han Chu!haha!"

Thinking of the happy place, Xuehe suddenly grinned excitedly, he was injured now, the master would definitely not be able to go back, and he must have a safe enough place for him to heal, although he was free, he could be regarded as taking the opportunity to hug a thick thigh.

Blood River's strength is very strong, and it is above Han Chu's guess, but at the same time, the injuries on his body are far more serious than they seem, but when he decided to establish a contract in his heart, Han Chu already had a way to let Blood River recover his strength in a short period of time.

"You made such a big move just now, it will inevitably attract the attention of the people around you, let's go!" Han Chu said with a little impatience, turning his head and walking towards the dense forest first, if he bumped into other people, it would inevitably be troublesome.

Han Chu and Xuehe dangled in the jungle for a full day, wading across the river many times to prevent their own breath from being left on the road, until late at night, in the middle of the moon, and finally confirmed that no one followed him, Han Chu was relieved.

The clear moonlight sprinkled on the earth, Han Chu found an empty hillside to absorb the moonlight on the moon, while the blood river sat silently on the side, the blood-colored luster on his body flowed, meditating with a solemn face, swallowing the moonlight aura, and the huge wound on his waist shone brightly, washing away the incomparable sword qi again and again, but it was like a reef in the sea, not shaken in the slightest.

As Blood River himself estimated, it would take a long time to recover from such an injury.

During the day, the essence blood of the two sword cultivators was slowly released in the body, and Han Chu operated the Golden Corpse Quenching Technique, condensing his mind to absorb the energy in the essence and blood, and at the same time, the souls of the two of them who were devoured by Han Chu were also transformed into wisps of the purest and purest thoughts under the effect of the Yuan Spirit Gathering Divine Technique, nourishing Han Chu's soul.

Under the effect of the Golden Corpse Quenching Technique, only the most essential part was extracted, and Han Chu's body was carved little by little, with the strength of the iron armored corpse that he had been tempered by Jiao Li, the flying sword was difficult to hurt, and the essence blood of the two foundation building monks was only better than nothing to him.

The remaining about seventy percent of the essence blood was sent into the blood coffin by Han Chu, nourishing the black stiff and helping him recover from his injuries, the thick and viscous blood qi diffused around the black stiff body, and on the huge wound that was almost broken open in the stomach, the black blood turned into wisps and intertwined with each other, but it was only a dozen breaths before it was recovered, and on the thick body, the fierce aura became thicker and thicker.

Compared to the essence and blood, the souls of the two monks were undoubtedly more precious to Han Chu.

The two souls that were sealed in the body, in the terrible wail, were decomposed into the purest energy by the Yuan Spirit Gathering Divine Technique, under the nourishment of the pure thoughts, Han Chu's soul was originally only as weak as a torch, but with the rapid injection of the two soul thoughts, Han Chu's soul was also gradually growing, and his soul flame had become as hot and bright as a raging bonfire, and his soul was ten times stronger.

Although it couldn't catch up with the metamorphosis of the iron-armored corpse's body, Han Chu's soul had finally barely reached the level of the Great Perfection of Human Cultivator's Qi Cultivation.

"What a pervert!"

The river of blood was connected to Han Chu's soul, and he could naturally feel the terrifying changes of Han Chu's soul's rapid growth, in just one stick of incense, Han Chu's soul had increased more than ten times, this terrifying increase, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, this terrifying increase was something he couldn't believe.

Awakening from cultivation, his eyes looked Han Chu up and down, and he muttered in a low voice.

Xuehe kept looking at Han Chu secretly, and when Han Chu stopped cultivating, two swords glowing with golden divine light escaped from the blood coffin, and the sword light flowed, like a flying sword in autumn water, and then he finally couldn't sit still.

"Damn! The whole body is made of Taiyi gold, and even the hilt of the sword is a two-hundred-year-old rosewood heart! Hmph! If it weren't for these two flying swords, even if Lao Tzu was seriously injured, how could those two little mongrels be my opponents!"

Even though he knew that the man and the woman had been gone, Xuehe still had endless resentments when he mentioned these two people, if it weren't for those two little bastards, how could he have ended up in such a field.

Han Chu only knew that these two flying swords were wonderful and powerful, but he didn't know what was so good, let alone like a river of blood, seeing the materials of these two flying swords at a glance, the heavenly treasures he knew were only a few of the things recorded in those two primary Dao books.

"I remember that you also have a tempered flying sword, and this one will be given to you!"

Han Chu pursed his lips and smiled, and casually threw the woman's relatively slender flying sword to the blood river.

"Give it to me?"

Blood River's two eyes widened like copper bells, completely disbelieving what his ears heard, even if Han Chu didn't know the preciousness of this flying sword, he should be able to feel the terrifying sharpness of this flying sword, not to mention the incomparably precious Taiyi Essence Gold, even the hilt of the red sandalwood core, it was enough to arouse the greed of a group of monks.

"Don't?"

Han Chu raised his mouth and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, why not!"

Afraid that Han Chu would regret it, Xuehe hurriedly swallowed the flying sword into his abdomen, the owner of the flying sword died, his soul was scattered, and even the remaining divine thoughts in the flying sword were completely clear to Han Chu, so naturally there would be no more struggles.

"Damn, when I recover my cultivation, use this flying sword to re-temper it with my Red Blood Sect Divine Power, Lao Tzu's strength can be increased by at least fifty percent, if I can find the right materials, refine my Red Blood Sect Heavenly Blood Demon Divine Sword, and then I won't kill that dog's bull's nose!"

Xuehe patted his stomach and laughed triumphantly, his head had already begun to look forward to recovering his strength and condensing the supreme divine power of the divine sword, and the dissatisfaction with Han Chu's persecution in his heart almost completely dissipated in an instant.

Han Chu secretly pursed his lips and smiled, this blood river is experienced, and it is still of great use to him, but it can't let him have a bad heart.

Halfway through the night, his cultivation couldn't increase much at this time, so Han Chu simply stopped his cultivation and took out the storage bags of the man and woman, preparing to sort out the receipts this time.

"Whoa.."

Carefully untie the silk threads, and a large pile of things were dumped out and piled up in front of Han Chu like a mountain, from the book talisman to the jade agate, from the pill jade bottle to the Lingqi array diagram.

There are also some of them surrounded by yin qi, and the demonic qi is surging, at first glance, it is an evil weapon, the treasure flag of the Demon Sect, and there is even a black porcelain bottle, when you open it, there are no less than a hundred colorful poisonous insects densely packed inside, these things are obviously not the things of their refining master, and the place where they come from is naturally clear at a glance.

Densely piled together, the terrifying aura that was densely clustered together made Han Chu swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he was cautious by nature, and killed the two of them with a sneak attack, otherwise once the two of them were given a chance to breathe, such a large number of things would be thrown out in turn, even if Han Chu was an iron-armored corpse, he might not be able to withstand it.

"Fuck! What are these two little guys all about! Damn! Even if it's a Jindan monk, they don't have so many good things on them!"

Between the blood rivers, Han Chu took out two storage bags, and his brows jumped suddenly, and when Han Chu poured out such a large pile of things, he suddenly shouted in surprise, and his stunned appearance was not for his physical inconvenience and fear of Han Chu, he would have already jumped up at this time and pounced towards the pile of magic weapons.

"Phew..."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and a golden sword light that was only a finger long, like a swimming fish, flew out of the pile of treasures, dragging a meteor-like tail and flying out.

"Hell, it's the Messenger Sword Talisman! It's the Messenger Sword Talisman!Damn! Damn it! Stop that thing, or we'll both be finished!"