One Thousand Seven Hundred and Nineteenth Blood of the Demon

The air mechanism locks on to the white cat, Xiao Chen looks cautious, and he can still vividly remember the scene where the other party grabbed Zhenxuan to death with his claws.

The demonized white cat gave him the feeling that it was even more terrifying than Shengzi Mingxuan.

"Why are you so cautious, the demon blood in my body has transitioned into your body."

Mao Er's body swayed, and with a slight movement, he turned into a charming girl again, and looked at Xiao Chen without a good face.

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Xiao Chen was taken aback, these words were really unexpected and somewhat unacceptable.

Thinking of the other party's appearance after demonization, Xiao Chen couldn't help trembling, he didn't want to become like that.

The cat girl rolled her eyes at Xiao Chen and said, "You are acting like a good boy when you get cheap, all of you sect disciples seem to be like this."

Xiao Chen felt a little speechless when he heard the words, ignored the other party, closed his eyes, looked inside with his spiritual consciousness, and sensed the power of his own blood.

Apart from the familiar Qinglong bloodline, there is also ordinary human bloodline, and there are no other strange bloodlines.

she is lying?

His face changed slightly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and found that the other party had no intention of attacking him when he closed his eyes, and his face did not change.

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Did you come to me to talk about this matter? I didn't sense any demon blood, you can go."

The cat girl did not look at Xiao Chen and said, "Now you, of course, cannot sense the noble demon blood. It will gradually appear as your strength becomes stronger."

"Demons are born in response to catastrophe, and are inherently unclean. You are already an unclean person. In the future, you must not be wary of being lured out of the blood of demons in your body. But you have a well-trained body, even if you are lured out, you will not be so I am like that."

Seeing the other party talking in a dignified manner, Xiao Chen's face slowly became serious, and he sensed it again, but he still didn't find anything unusual.

"Don't worry too much. For you, this noble blood of the demon will definitely do more good than harm."

Xiao Chen patted his forehead: "Okay, let me trust you. Can you tell me, what is your background?"

The girl with cat ears said calmly: "I never lie,

You should have believed me. I am a little wild cat kept by the old abbot of Guyun Temple. After Guyun Temple fell behind, I was brought into this monster battlefield by the Qiqiao Emperor. "

Xiao Chen was taken aback, the old abbot of Guyun Temple, is that nameless ancient temple?

As for Dijun, I have heard some people say that when they enter the Divine Vein Realm, they will be honored as Dijun. They are between Human King and Martial God, and they are fully qualified to be honored as Dijun.

"I am the only demon in the world today that flows the blood of a primitive demon. Of course not now. I have no intention of transferring my blood to you, but you have repeatedly spoiled my good deeds, so I have to forcefully transfer it to you. It's actually better to give it to the owner of the body, I can feel that her real body is also full of desire for the blood of the demon."

Xiao Chen woke up suddenly, it turned out that the purpose of attacking Yang Qing was to give her the blood of the demon. If I didn't help her, I wouldn't be involved in this matter.

"But the old abbot said that everything has a cause and effect. You must have a destiny with the Buddha. When he gave me the blood of the demon, he said that the next owner of the blood of the demon must have a destiny with the Buddha. The person." The kitten blinked and looked at Xiao Chen, but he couldn't see where he was destined to be with the Buddha.

"I've said what I should say, farewell!"

After explaining what to say, the girl with cat ears turned into a white cat again, and quickly left Xiao Chen's sight.

There is a destiny with the Buddha... It seems that the remnant soul of the Great Freedom Buddha encountered in the wonderland of the sky also said similar things.

It was a coincidence that I got the Maya Breaking Precepts Knife, which seemed to be really related to the Buddha.

There is no reason or reason, but there is a relationship with Buddha.

"Forget it, let's worry about this in the future. The most urgent thing now is to go to the Wanbing Building, the blood of the demon, I don't know if it's true or not."

Xiao Chen has always been decisive in doing things, with clear priorities, and will not be soft and decisive.

After checking his blood again, he set foot on the road to Wanbinglou with confidence. With his strength greatly increased, he found that he was traveling extremely fast. In this demon battlefield, he leaped high without hindrance.

With a little tiptoe, you don't need to be able to condense true energy, and you can easily cross a thousand meters.

After a while, the towering Wanbing Building appeared in Xiao Chen's vision.

In all directions from the roof of the building, the power of thousands of complete avenues hang down, forming colorful rays of light, each of which is different. Xiao Chen, who came under the gate, felt a heavy pressure and was struggling.

I had to mobilize my true energy to get used to it a little.

The majestic Daowei extinguished the trace of complacency in Xiao Chen's heart after the advanced stage. In front of Daowei, he was still far behind.

Calmly, walked into the first floor of Wanbing Building.

Naturally, there are no good weapons in the first floor, only some high-grade profound weapons, but those who can enter the realm of the gods are naturally the best of some high-grade profound weapons.

In addition, there are some special high-level profound weapons that will attract the attention of warriors who come here.

That is the mysterious weapon used by some kings or emperors.

Xiao Chen knows that there are three grades of weapons, Xuan Bing, Bao Bing, and Dao Bing. I don't know what is stronger than Dao soldiers.

Xuanbing is the worst, but it is also the weapon used by ordinary real people and ordinary alchemists. Those kings and emperors must have used Xuanbing when they were young.

If they can get the Xuanbing they used, there must be a trace of Dao rhyme left behind, and there will be many wonderful things after feeling it.

Therefore, although the hall on this floor is filled with profound soldiers, they can be carefully selected, and there are not a few disciples from various sects who break the restriction.

There is no competition here. If you are lucky enough to get a high-class black weapon used by the king of men, you will make a lot of money, no worse than ordinary precious weapons.

Every weapon floating in the air seems to be suspended in the air, but there are restrictions in all directions, and only when the restrictions are broken can the weapons be pulled out.

However, the restrictions on the first floor are fairly simple, and it is not difficult for the warriors who come here.

Xiao Chen raised his leg, and just stepped into this place, the disciples of various sects in the hall were selecting weapons. The body instinctively felt a threat, or turned around, or turned around, looking towards the entrance.

"Who is this person, the Venerable of the Xiaoyuandan Realm, why does it make people feel so stressed."

Clang!

Just when many people were wondering, ten long knives were unsheathed among the thousands of weapons floating in the air in the hall, surrounded Xiao Chen, and stuck on the ground at the same time.

The blade trembled and buzzed endlessly, and the strange blade intent swayed out uncontrollably.

"It's the dao rhyme left by the king of men. These are the mysterious weapons that the king of men used to use!"

"Let me go, what is the origin of this white-clothed man? We have worked so hard, but we couldn't find a black weapon used by the king of men. He will automatically send it to the door when he comes."

Hundreds of disciples in the hall all looked shocked and looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief.

There was also a hint of color in his eyes, but thinking of Xiao Chen's instinctive fear when he first walked in, he dispelled this greed one after another.

Xiao Chen shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, he absorbed all the dao rhyme contained in the ten long knives.

Immediately, a personal king appeared in his mind, with a heroic appearance when he was young.

After a while, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and there was a sharp edge in them.

He secretly thought in his heart that it was worthy of being the weapon used by the king of men, even if their cultivation level was not high at that time, it still benefited people a lot.

The ten long knives were sucked away by Dao Yun, and suddenly became ordinary, and the aura was obviously much dimmer, returning to ordinary.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, all ten long knives were sheathed.

Dangling, at this moment, from the stairs on the second floor, a familiar figure fell down in embarrassment and groaned.

After the figure got up, he quickly walked towards the gate, which was exactly where Xiao Chen was.

The visitor looked flustered, didn't look at the road at all, and almost ran towards the gate.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand, pressed it lightly, put it on the figure's shoulder, and fixed it firmly on the ground.

The visitor raised his head in surprise, saw that it was Xiao Chen, and his face beamed with joy: "Uncle Master!"

It was Ling Yu of Zi Yanzong who entered the demon battlefield together with Xiao Chen.

"Ling Yu, Sùdù hand over the precious soldiers in your hands!"

It was too late to say a few pleasantries, and the disciples who injured Ling Yu quickly chased after him.