Chapter 1237 Fusion

Ghost Demon Wolf, an intermediate dark ferocious beast.

In Ouyang Ming's mind, the memory of the ancient demon warriors flashed. These ghost demon wolves are very dangerous, and those demon wolves will cause headaches when they meet them.

According to the level of the Great Thousand World, most of these Nether Demon Wolves have the strength of high-level spiritual masters, and some powerful ones have broken through the realm of the Venerable. As for the Nether Wolf King, at least the strength of the peak of the Venerable.

In a demon village without ancient demon warriors, it would be a disaster to meet them. These guys would swallow every demon in their stomachs.

The Nether Demonic Wolf approached little by little...

Suddenly, a tall demonic wolf jumped forward, rushed over, opened its mouth wide, and bit Ouyang Ming's head.

Ouyang Ming's face remained unchanged, he clenched his fist and raised his hand to punch.

This punch was ordinary and did not use any spiritual power. Ouyang Ming wanted to experience the changes this drop of blood stone brought to his body.

"boom!"

Ou Yangming moved quickly, and punched the Nether Demon Wolf's nose. The tall Demon Wolf's nose collapsed. It fell to the ground and groaned twice before losing its life.

The nose is the Weak Wolf's weakness, and Ouyang Ming's punch without spiritual power could easily end his life.

"Haha not bad!"

Ouyang Ming was still very satisfied with the power of this punch. Compared to before, his strength had indeed improved a lot. This is only three blood-dropping stones. If hundreds or thousands of them are used, how strong will his body be?

Before that time, Ouyang Ming can't imagine it for the time being, but what is certain is that he has found a way to improve his strength again.

"Bang bang bang!" Ouyang Ming punched again.

He was merciless, pinpointing the weakness of those demon wolves, and greeted them with a punch, and his feet kept changing directions.

There are quite a few magic wolves, but none of them can get close to Ouyang Ming, but the encirclement is gradually shrinking.

An impatient look flashed in the eyes of the Nether Wolf King in the distance. He raised his proud head and howled "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

hear this voice,

The bodies of the other demon wolves trembled, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. There was a bloodthirsty light in their eyes, kicking their hind legs on the ground, they rushed over from the air one by one.

The battle had only started for a moment, and a large piece of the ghost wolf's corpse had already fallen on the ground.

Ouyang Ming had also figured out his own strength. Looking at the ghostly demon wolves pounced in the air, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

As soon as Ouyang Ming raised his hand, a huge sword appeared in his hand. This sword was the Nine Sword Emperor's natal weapon, Ju Que Sword.

With a light flick of the Juque Sword, it collided with those demon wolves. The demon wolves looked strong and strong, but in fact they were just ostentatious. They are extremely fragile in front of the Juque Sword, the Houtian Dao Artifact.

A casual slap of the Juque sword smashed many demon wolves to pieces. The bodies of those demon wolves affected by the sword light were split in two in an instant, and the blood flowed down like a waterfall.

The demon wolves that hadn't rushed over were scared, they stopped in the distance, and there was a look of fear in their light blue eyes. This strange guy is too powerful, rushing up at this time is just to die.

Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered, the Demon Wolf King stood up suddenly, roared, and flew over from the air.

Flying in the sunken land must already be in the realm of the emperor. The strength of this demon wolf king has reached the realm of the emperor, which is much stronger than those ancient demon warriors.

The emperor is very powerful. In this unnamed forest, he can be regarded as a top-level master, basically there are no natural enemies.

But in Ou Yangming's eyes, the emperor is nothing, not to mention that the other party is just a beast.

The demon wolf king's claws were very sharp, and he came roaring with a gust of wind.

Ouyang Ming chuckled, and slapped the Juque Sword again, and the sword shone with golden light. The spiritual power Ouyang Ming used this time, with the addition of spiritual power, the power increased several times.

"Bang!" The sound was like thunder, shocking the eardrums.

The Juque sword slapped the Demon Wolf King's body fiercely, not much different from other Nether Demon Wolves, and the Demon Wolf King's body was also thrown hundreds of meters away.

Ouyang Ming moved quickly. After shooting the Flying Demon Wolf King, he didn't stop, but got up and chased after him.

The wolf king let out a wail, and it felt as if half of its body was about to explode at the impact just now.

What a powerful force, that is the force that makes it feel irresistible.

The wolf king got up enduring the severe pain, it was scared and planned to run away. That creature is not an existence that he can contend with at all, and it may die if it stays here.

But just when he got up, the Demon Wolf King was already in despair.

In a short while, Ouyang Ming had come to this side, and the sharp and heavy sword was already on its forehead.

The ice-cold blade sent a chill in the Demon Wolf King's heart, his body trembled, and he dared not move when lying on the ground.

"Is there any bloodstone?"

Suddenly a strange voice came to the ear of the Demon Wolf King, and the voice came from Ouyang Ming's mouth. The language is very strange, completely different from the common language of the world, and it is also learned by Ouyang Ming from the ancient magic warrior.

The Nether Demon Wolf shook. Ouyang Ming spoke the language of the Lost Land. It had wisdom, so it could naturally understand what Ouyang Ming said.

Bloodstone!

This strong man wanted that.

The Demon Wolf King also regards Ouyang Ming as a strong man in the Land of Sinking. After all, this continent is infinitely wide, and there may be races it has never seen before.

"Yes..." The Demon Wolf King hesitated for a moment, then said.

It dare not hesitate, this guy may end his life at any time.

"How many?" Ouyang Ming asked again with a smile.

An ancient demon warrior has three blood-dropping stones. This demon wolf king is stronger, and he has so many younger brothers, so there must be no fewer than the ancient demon warrior.

"Six...six." The Demon Wolf King said honestly. It dare not hide it, after all, its own life is still in the hands of this strong man. The demon wolves around were howling miserably one by one. They surrounded Ouyang Ming, not daring to move forward.

Ouyang Ming chuckled, and said, "Six is ​​almost enough, and I can exchange your life."

Hearing this sentence, the wolf king's eyes were full of joy. Although the blood drop stone was extremely precious, compared with his own life, the wolf king would still choose the latter.

"Those stones are in my cave."

Excited, the Demon Wolf King said anxiously again, who knows if this adult will have the patience to accompany it back to get it. In case this adult is impatient and kills him with a single sword, there is no place to cry if he wants to.

Of course, Ouyang Ming was very patient.

Not to mention six blood-dropping stones, even if there is only one, he will not let it go.

The wolf king made all his younger brothers disperse, and it flew towards the cave with Ouyang Ming.

The six blood-dropping stones were securely obtained, and Ouyang Ming did not break his promise and let the poor guy go.

In the forest, very quiet.

Ouyang Ming looked at the six blood-red stones in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, "Who said this drop of blood stone is very rare? In just two days, I got nine."

This is obviously a state where a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. Ouyang Ming would never know how much effort the Demon Wolf King spent to get these blood-dropping stones.

And that ancient magic warrior almost died several times.

Adding the six blood-dropping stones to the previous three, there are nine in total. This number is a bit embarrassing. From the ancient demon warrior, Ouyang Ming knew that to complete the first evolution, at least ten blood-dropping stones had to be fused.

In other words, ten blood-dropping stones are a stage, and after ten pieces are fused, the level of life will evolve. At that time, only the strength of the body can compete with the realm of the venerable, and other functions of the body will be greatly improved.

After thinking for a moment, Ouyang Ming disappeared from the spot again with his footsteps.

He wanted to become an ancient magic warrior in one go, so he still needed to find a blood drop stone.

There are not many dark beasts in the forest.

Ou Yangming searched for a long time before he found two. The first one was too poor and didn't even have half a bloodstone. It was a waste of effort.

Ouyang Ming robbed two blood-dropping stones from the second dark beast at the peak of the venerable, and the number of blood-dropping stones in his hand also changed from six to eight.

The breeze is floating, and the sky is full of stars.

Ouyang Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, beside him was a cloud of black and white air. This air flow flowed more than ten meters around him, protecting him tightly. Without the strength of the realm of law, entering it will undoubtedly lead to death.

"the fifth."

In the very center of the airflow, Ouyang Ming's face was ferocious, and he clenched his teeth fiercely. At this moment, he was enduring great pain.

For other demons or ferocious beasts, they only dare to merge next time after a long time interval. Unless they are not afraid of death, no one dares to be like Ouyang Ming.

Now the fifth Bloodstone.

"hold onto!"

Ouyang Ming secretly cheered for himself, he was the second step of the law, if he couldn't even match the ancient demon warrior, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud.

There was a faint red light shining on his body, and the sweat on Ouyang Ming's head dripped down like soybeans.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Successful."

The fifth blood-dropping stone was successfully fused, and with the addition of the three previously fused, he had already fused eight pieces, and all eight blood-dropping stones were on his left arm.

In other words, only need to continue to fuse the two, Ouyang Ming can become the ancient magic warrior in this sunken place.

In one go, Ou Yangming took a break and continued to merge with the sixth one. This time it was more painful, and each fusion would be more difficult than the previous one.

Ouyang Ming collapsed all over, like a dehydrated vegetable, and felt that his body energy seemed to be exhausted.

Spiritual power can nourish the body, and laws can improve the state. In fact, these have nothing to do with the strength of the main body.

Even for the third-step powerhouses, their bodies are extremely powerful, and some can even compete with Dao weapons, but that is only achieved with the addition of spiritual power and law power.

In terms of physical development alone, not to mention ancient demon warriors, even those low-level demons may not be able to match them. Once the spiritual power is exhausted and the law withers, their bodies will also decay.

But the ancient demon warriors are different, they don't rely on anything, only relying on the evolution of their bodies, they can become immortal for thousands of years after death.

"Hoo hoo hoo."

Ouyang Ming panted heavily, the wound on his left arm gradually healed, and the blood-dropping stone finally fused with the blood.

For him, this is already the ninth.