What Zhao Hao asked for Changzong is the Blood Sacrifice Sword!

Since you look at your sword as important as your eyeballs, I will teach you a blood sacrifice method!

Let you combine human swords and cultivate stronger swords!

...Don't worry, I'll think about how to create this method first~

In fact, Zhao Hao had already had this idea.

Before, when Zhao Hao was taking the first strange realm, he obtained a special "Ji Zhong Ji Refining Method".

This is a blood sacrifice method, which requires a day after day of ritual blood sacrifice objects to produce special effects and become a primary magic weapon.

The advantage of this blood sacrifice method is that it can be used by ordinary people, but it lasts for a long time and cannot succeed without a few years of continuous consumption of hard work and strong beliefs.

But in Zhao Hao's hands, can it be that simple? That's too low!

Change, it must be changed!

First of all, if you want the magic weapon to communicate with your own mind, and to instruct it like an arm, it is best to use your own blood to sacrifice and refine it.

Of course, ordinary people cannot use this trick. They will not be able to withstand the blood bleed every day for a long time.

But it doesn't matter to the extraordinary. A few drops of his own spiritual blood are just moistening to his own spiritual energy.

However, it is the blessing of magical instruments, especially the sword that needs to be sacrificed.

Zhao Hao had received a "shallow hit" before drawing cards, which was the Zanpakura of the whiteboard.

Although it was later integrated into Zanpakura Huang Longyue, Qiandao still gave Zhao Hao a great feeling and shock.

You can try... Although you cannot use your soul to create knives, you can create spirituality yourself.

Give the sword the initial spirituality, and then let Changzong I Bu use his own spiritual energy and blood to sacrifice and refine it, plus some alchemy and rune words, you can probably create a copycat version of the spirit-slaying sword?

Do it as soon as you say! Let’s talk about whether it succeeds or not.

It is natural to be good if it becomes successful; if it does not happen, it means that I am not sincere in my heart and I can’t even keep my own knife well~

Now it seems that this Black Iron 4-star Tai Knife, which has been circulated in the Changzong family for more than 100 years, also has some origins and stories.

In just three days, I, the sacrifices and offerings of Changzong, had become a little bit enlightened.

Well, OK~ It turns out that I have a good teaching~

At this time, the crowd was still staring at the Tumu Yale who had been before Er, but looked at the sword in Changzong's hand: Why do you feel so similar to my Fanitou Sword?

The Tugong family is good at raising spiritual beasts. The treasure sword in Tugong Yale's hand stores a spirit beast that has been more than 200 years old, but it is actually Guanhuo.

Although it is not as powerful as those ferocious spirit beasts, in terms of flexibility, Toumu Yale holding the Izuku Sword has great advantages.

And at the critical moment, the spirit beast, the fox can come out to help fight!

So, just now, I was able to get my head fast enough before ~ ​​Otherwise, Guan Hu would come out and bite him two pounds of meat!

At this time, the sword in Changzong Ibu's hand also produced spirituality, but the spirit body had not yet formed, so the Tugong Yale felt very similar to his sword.

Zhao Hao on the top of the mountain was a little bored and regretted not bringing some snacks. The bottom finally started to fight!

The weapon that Tianshan Daocheng was holding was very modern. It turned out to be a mountain-cut machete, which looked a bit like a short-handled saber. The black iron 2-star thing should have been made by myself. It is not as good as the treasure sword spirit cut pill in Changzong's hand.

In fact, after the first weapon bump, Tianshandaocheng was already a little timid.

Because he found that after a simple bump, his weapon actually suffered a faint damage, and the blade had a gap of rice grains!

Is Changzong the sword in my hand so sharp?

He was a little panicked, he couldn't fight if this continued!

In fact, it is not that Lingqi Wan is so sharp, at least not all. Part of the reason is that Changzong Ibu's spiritual energy has gradually developed towards "sharp" and "cut off" attributes during his years of swordsmanship practice.

Even with a wooden sword, Changzong I can easily cut people into two pieces like holding a steel knife!

The weapons in his hand are sharp, and the swordsmanship of Changzong Ibu is indeed extraordinary, layered, with strict composition and no flaws.

Tianshan Daocheng, who is good at machetes and bare hands fighting, really has no choice.

Although continuing to persist can achieve the goal of consuming my spiritual energy and physical strength as much as possible in Changzong, Tianshan Daocheng is not the kind of vulgar person.

After he repeatedly confirmed that he had no chance, he simply stepped back and generously admitted that he was no match.

Speaking of which, this is all a bad fate. I, Changzong, are so restrained by Tianshan Daocheng.

The machete that Tianshan Daocheng is good at is afraid to touch Lingqiwan, and he dare not approach him with empty hands. Once he is killed, it is not a joke.

However, because of the "disguised image of Hell in the Pure Land", the "Peaceful Hell" that Lingqi Pills cut off the spiritual energy, they cannot show the protective spirit to fight, and can only bless themselves, and their level of spiritual energy is still behind... Completely defeated!

Seeing Tianshan Daocheng turn back into the crowd, the members of the Shiguo Shishidao Association patted him on the shoulder and said something. Ibu Changzong couldn't help but sigh that the other party was worthy of being a famous "knight" among the four countries!

Be open and honest, open and open.

Tianshan Daocheng quickly admitted defeat, which made Sanhao Sanji and others look a little bad. After all, it was not possible to further consume Changzong Ibu.

But the Four Kingdoms Chengdao Association is not dough, so they can only give up if they let it knead.

"Master, let's see you below. In order not to fall into the hands of the demons, the master must not keep his hands."

The bald head of Sanhao Sanji instructed was Master Shizhen of Lingshan Temple. He was in his forties and was promoted to the 5-star Black Iron five years ago. He was determined to comprehend his own cultivation test and strive to advance to the bronze.

If it weren't for the secret realm's ownership this time, Sanhao and Sanji would have invited him hard, he wouldn't have come.

At this time, Sanhao Sanji was instructed by this, so he could only fold his hands together and recite Amitabha with his mouth. This is a default.

Since Changzong I was standing on the side of the raccoon demon, I could only defeat him with all my strength.

Lingshan Temple is on a cliff, and it is not easy to climb. However, there is a beautiful waterfall at the foot of the mountain, and the incense is very prosperous.

Although Lingshan Temple is not a famous temple, it has been passed down in an orderly manner for four or five hundred years. The number of people has not been large, but the inheritance of the world has always been there.

Monk Shizhen is from the Rilian Sect and practices a kind of "Buddha" called the Lotus Body of the Ninja King!

This kind of exercise is a bit similar to ascetic practice and horizontal practice. It requires the suffering of the body to clarify the spirituality and is more appropriate to the state of mind of the Buddhist teachings. It is a exercise from the outside to the inside and then to the spirit.

Monk Shizhen has been sitting under the waterfall for twenty years, and letting the rushing water of the waterfall slap himself, and practicing this technique to the 5-star Black Iron Star. It is considered that he has practiced external skills to the end. The next step is to enter bronze from the outside to the inside.

When his palms were folded together, his whole body began to emit a faint golden light, like a bronze statue, and the spiritual energy under his feet gathered into a lotus platform.

At this time, he was only in the realm of the lotus body, and there were not many wonderful methods available. His combat power was very simple in melee combat. Generally, there were no magic spells except chanting scriptures.

But it makes sense that this method has been passed down by Lingshan Temple for three or four hundred years.

Although there are no "wonderful methods" available in the Black Iron stage, the resistance to psychic energy is extremely high.

Moreover, the armor is also very thick, which has a very good effect on the body blessing and protection, and does not affect the bodyguard at all!

After the two started fighting, it was like a blacksmith making a slap in the iron, dinging.

Although the Lingqi Pill has the effect of cutting off spiritual energy, it has little effect when facing the monk Shizhen, who is covered in the golden light of Buddhism and has extremely high spiritual resistance. He cuts over the opponent's spiritual energy into gathering with one knife, and cuts the golden light everywhere but cannot hurt the body.

For a moment, the banana leaves were hit like rain, and the shadows of fists and swords were passing by in a hurry!

The spiritual energy of both sides overflowed and brought strong winds. It was obvious that the battle was too fierce and could no longer be effectively controlled. The ground was destroyed, and there was a sword mark in the east and a pit in the west.

Five or six minutes passed...

"Damn it! This monk Shizhen is indeed well-known! I can't do anything to him!"

Changzong Ibu was panting, and his psychic energy and physical strength were not much left in the high-intensity battle.

On the other hand, the monk still had no blushing face and his heart was not beating. After all, he was the 5-star old black iron star, not something that I can compare with Changzong and I can do.

Mindset, psychic energy, experience, and means all have the advantage.

If it weren't for Changzong's hand holding the treasure sword spirit cutting pill, he would have made up for some disadvantages, he might not have been able to hold on now.

"I don't have much psychic energy anymore, I can only use that move! I'm not very familiar with it, so I can only gamble!"

Inexplicably, he remembered the old man who had been drilled into the bed before the second brother of the cheap, oh no, it was a step forward and slash!

"I am deeply impressed by the master's profound Buddhist teachings. Now I don't have much spiritual energy. Please take my last move!"

"Amitabha~ Donor, please do your best to give."

All the remaining spiritual energy was mobilized by Changzong Ibu.

Run! Speed ​​up, speed up operation!

Before the second brother was sleeping and practicing swordsmanship, I didn’t sleep either!

Come on! Let my psychic energy pass through the cells in my body...produce lightning!

Changzong Ibu slowly took the position of possessing one's sword and pulling a sword. The next moment, it seemed like a blue light, and there seemed to be a burst of fine and noisy bird songs. Changzong Ibu had already appeared behind Monk Shizhen, and the sword was unsheathed...

Monk Shizhen put down his fist and put his hands together, "Amitabha, I lost."

A thin, narrow wound suddenly cracked on his slant-convex and shaped muscles, and blood oozed out and gathered, sliding down from his light golden skin.

Zhao Hao, the head of the school, made it by me, and it was a random cut, and the monkey version of electromagnetic push was pushed. Zhao Hao called it - the breath of thunder.

Zhao Hao sent a telegram every night for an hour. When he saw Zhao Hao raising his hand, he finally found a hint of feeling that he could generate electricity by himself.

After all, the genuine electromagnetic push is a bronze three-star technique. If he wants to enter the house, he has to advance to bronze first.

However, this kid is known as a genius, and he only watched it once and used the slash before, and then imitated it as three or four points!

The question is, I learned half a bucket of water before. What good end can this imitate half a bucket of water?

This has degenerated from an old man getting into a bed and becoming an old lady who can't get on the kang!

I can't stand it! Zhao Hao covered his eyes...
Chapter completed!