Chapter 1982 Bloodline

Parents and children experienced the process of ancient god refining, only to know that ancient god refining is not as exquisite as Taoism.

At this time, the refining device is mainly based on the blood of the ancient gods. The star world added before is only to catalyze the function of blood. This giant cauldron is also to fully exert the power of blood.

In the final analysis, it is to use the essence and blood in the body of the ancient god in a special way, similar to a magical power, not a weapon.

At the same time, Wang Sheng knew that the little red sword was for one-time use. After the nine drops of blood on the main body were consumed, the only way to use it again would be to condense it again, but it didn't need to be as simple as the first time.

There will be a ray of breath left behind, nurtured by the ancient gods, willing to give, and a small red sword will be reborn soon, and the effect is not bad.

The items refined by Xingtu are obviously disposable items, and there will be no residual aura, and the power will be greatly reduced.

The power of the little red sword personally refined by this ancient god's real body is unimaginable. Wang Sheng doesn't know how many times the little red sword in his hand is condensed, but he has seen the power of the little red sword in Xingtu's hand. This little red sword is very much looking forward to.

As if the reenactment of the inheritance scene, apart from taking nine drops of Wang Sheng's blood and being clearly perceived by Wang Sheng, he didn't experience any other feelings. He remembered a unique onlooker, and the onlooker made the weapon himself.

Soon, with the addition of some other nutrients, a small red sword flashed out of the cauldron like an electric light, shaking slightly, cracks appeared in the whole world.

It wasn't until it withdrew its power and quietly suspended between the ancient god's eyebrows that the whole world stabilized.

Wang Sheng noticed that the avatar of the ancient god lowered his head at this moment, and then he realized that cracks appeared in the giant cauldron in front of him at some point, and all the bases disappeared, as if the small red cauldron had been refined The sword consumed all the potential of the giant cauldron and was completely destroyed here.

It's no wonder that in the inheritance screen, the giant would kick away the huge cauldron, because it is no longer valuable.

The ancient god Makoto picked up the small sword in his palm, and the small sword was particularly weird in his palm, like a trace of blood.

The real body of the ancient god nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, Wang Sheng felt a suction force from the small sword in his hand, wanting to absorb his power, and just like before, it was to absorb the real power in his body , that is to say, this weapon spirit moved again.

Wang Sheng didn't stop it, and suddenly, for ordinary ancient gods, a huge amount of power was sucked out, and it directly entered the bloody red sword.

Two times before and after, normal ancient gods and even those with strong blood will be sucked dry at this moment.

In the outside world, Daxian real people have been paying attention to Wang Sheng's movements. He saw that the small red sword floating quietly in front of Wang Sheng suddenly began to flicker.

He was overjoyed immediately, knowing that the little red sword had been activated by Wang Sheng, or that the little red sword forcibly activated Wang Sheng's power.

If he didn't pay attention to Wang Sheng, as long as the little red sword could be released, his plan would be half successful, and the remaining half would be up to him.

He flipped his palm at the same time, and a black Mie Shen Shuo appeared, which was exactly the same as the one shot by the red-robed patriarch before.

Putting his mind on it, he started the movements that he had completed countless times before, and Mie Shensuo suddenly moved, and a streamlined light spread from top to bottom, representing endless sharpness.

This is the smell of rules.

The little red sword can be said to be the treasure of the blood of the ancient gods, and Mie Shenshuo is a true creation of rules, belonging to the genus of innate spiritual treasures.

It was also at this time that Wang Sheng moved again, a red light disappeared into the void, and reappeared at the position between Xingtu's eyebrows.

Xingtu's crazy body suddenly came to a standstill, like a surging river Hupa stopped, the whole world became quiet, and the sea of ​​blood was strange.

Daxie's pupils contracted, Mie Shensuo was ready to go, and his spirit was also condensed to the limit.

Wang Sheng opened his eyes after passively shooting the sword, and the inheritance screen ended the moment the red sword was shot, and his body that should have been dead and silent didn't feel anything else at this moment.

At this time, he looked at Xingtu stagnant above the sea of ​​blood, but suddenly shook his head for some reason.

Xingtu in the distance suddenly moved again, he slowly raised his head, and put his fingers between his eyebrows.

Looking again, a small red sword exists between his two fingers, but it is not embedded in it, but is firmly caught in the gap between his two fingers, unable to penetrate a little bit.

The little red sword failed, it did not cause any damage to Xingtu, and did not touch the target, and the little red sword would not burst out with full power, that is to say, the little red sword at this time is just a weapon with good speed That's all.

"Impossible!" Daxie's pupils contracted. He didn't expect such a change at this time, but then his face became gloomy. No matter what, he should accept the current situation.

"What a waste." He no longer concealed his attitude towards Wang Sheng, and cast a gloomy glance at Wang Sheng's position.

A breath rose from behind him, it was a giant, the blood giant that appeared behind him was the Taiyin giant.

This time the giant of the sun is completely different, because there seems to be something permeating the body.

The Daxian Daoist put away the Asura Realm, and there was still an existence between him and the Dharma image behind him, which was the old Taoist priest and others who had been protected by him.

At this moment, starting from Luo Song, his body exploded, and a stream of blood essence flew into the body of the Tai Yin giant.

"Rahu bloodline."

Another figure exploded, and another stream of blood essence flew out into the body of the Tai Yin giant.

"Tianwu bloodline."

As Daxian Daoist muttered to himself, one after another silhouettes exploded, condensing the purest strands of blood and being absorbed by the Taiyin giant.

But the Taiyin giant who absorbed these bloodlines seems to have been greatly supplemented at this time, and it is incomparably solid, and it is even about to really appear.

It seems that these bloodlines were originally supplemented by the giants of the sun.

In other words, the current Taiyin giants are no longer of the true Taiyin bloodline, but have begun to change, not only their body shape, but also their aura, becoming ancient.

"Tai Yi bloodline."

The one who exploded this time was the middle-aged man who used to transform into a giant beast. He fell unconsciously and offered his strength to a large group of real people.

"Rainy Blood!"

Next is the person hidden in the black robe, whose essence and spirit are so incomparable, as if the pure spiritual energy born in the heaven and earth entered the Taiyin giant, and the Taiyin giant began to shrink slowly, becoming weaker by half in an instant.

But at this moment, only the old Taoist priest and Fairy Liansheng were left, but the voices of Dafa real people did not stagnate, and were still ringing out.