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1027: Shaolin Wudang Black Wind Three Sects Unite Plan Request Monthly Pass(1/2)

"Leave you half alive! Tell me the secret of the Blood God!"

In the chaotic battlefield where people were lying on their backs, as Jiang Dali's low and cold voice came out, the already gray face of Blood Eagle, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly changed tragically, and he wailed, "No!!!"

A burst of soul energy suddenly erupted from his clay pill, instantly destroying the two gods of yin and yang, and turned into a blood-colored wave of soul that rushed out from between his eyebrows.

The players of the Sun and Moon God Cult who were nearby were caught off guard. They all felt a trembling coercion suddenly appear in the air. Their hearts trembled, their blood flow speed inexplicably accelerated, and their blood pressure soared. On the spot, their minds went black and they fainted.

"Blood Transformation God Lord, your soul is in your disciple's body, so it is indeed a kind of surveillance."

Jiang Dali had already expected it. He snorted coldly and moved his feet. His figure blurred instantly like a flash of lightning. His spiritual power burst out from his mouth along with the power-absorbing technique. The purple energy was dazzling and could easily swallow up the blood-colored soul of the Blood-Transforming God Lord.

"Master of Black Wind Village!! I and you will be sworn enemies from now on!!!"

A crazy and bloodthirsty soul wave was transmitted, and the soul of the Blood God Lord suddenly self-destructed and exploded.

"snort!"

Jiang Dali's eyes narrowed, and after standing still for a while, he used the power of his soul to forcibly suppress the opponent's soul self-destruction impact, and secretly said, "Currently, it seems that the absorption of spiritual power by the absorbing power is limited to spirits weaker than mine.

strength.

Like the self-destruction of the soul power of the Blood God Lord, it is difficult for me to absorb it quickly, and it will even be consumed by its devastating impact. Perhaps it is because the level of my power-absorbing method is not high yet.











We have to continue to improve.











"

With this judgment in his mind, Jiang Dali couldn't help but feel helpless.

Whether it is to improve the level of strength or to improve many martial arts, a large amount of cultivation points and potential points are needed.

Especially for martial arts at the level of "War God Catalogue", the amount of cultivation points and potential points required to be consumed is simply an astronomical number, so he can only slowly understand it and save many cultivation points and potential points.

Although it is necessary to avoid being knowledgeable but not masterful in martial arts, what he is trying to do now is to be knowledgeable and masterful. Based on the way of great strength, he coordinates many martial arts and integrates them to find his own path. Only in this way can he ensure super high combat effectiveness in the same realm. Otherwise,

It is difficult to compete with a true destiny overlord like Xiong Ba using only one method.

"There are now nearly 100,000 players in the cottage, plus the disciples of the Eight Desolations all over the world. Almost on average, the cultivation points and potential points consumed in each cottage every day can provide me with nearly 50,000 cultivation points and potential points.

, when the leek harvest is good, there can even be more than 100,000 in a day.

In one month, I can accumulate almost two million cultivation points and more potential points just by lying down. This speed.











It doesn't seem to be too slow.











"

Thinking about it in his mind, Jiang Dali glanced at the more than 800,000 cultivation points and more than 900,000 potential points accumulated in the past few days on the panel, and planned to use these cultivation points and potential points later to convert the "Absorbing Power"

And the level of "Hercules" has been improved a bit.

He looked at the blood eagle corpse on the ground, waved his hand, and directed the members of the Sun Moon Sect to remove useful items from the corpse like a player in his own village, and then threw the corpse into the notorious mass grave nearby.

As for the powerful corpse of the Blood Lion, it still had some use value. Jiang Dali planned to keep it away from outsiders and give it to the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist Sect who had succumbed to the Longhu Gang in Shanzhai to refine it into a combat zombie.







During the Holy Dynasty, within the forbidden area of ​​the valley where the blood mist of the Blood Transformation God Sect rolled, a sharp and extremely angry roar suddenly came out.

The roar was accompanied by the terrifying power of the soul, spreading wildly like infrasound waves. Immediately, many disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect on the surrounding mountains felt their heads stinging, and rolled on the ground holding their heads in pain.

After a while, the valley was filled with mountains of corpses and deep pits filled with seas of blood. The Blood God Lord, covered in blood and flesh like a skinless ghost, stopped screaming.

His eyes were full of bloodthirsty red blood that made people feel chilling, flashing with a strange light, and his body was covered in blood and flesh, filled with slippery brain adhesions and countless squirming maggots floating in the blood pit, emitting resentment.

And a terrifying sound.

"No one has ever made me suffer such a big loss, never! I want the leader of Black Wind Village to live a life worse than death. I want to slowly taste his brain and let him know the taste of pain."

Many disciples of the Blood Transformation God Sect in the mountains were trembling and staring, knowing that this time the God Lord was really angry and crazy, and the God Lord who became crazy could do anything.

Suddenly, a cold and ruthless female voice came from one of the tallest precipitous cliffs in the mountains.

There is no grass growing on this cliff, and its surface is covered with countless rough lines, as if it has been chopped by countless giant axes.

That woman's voice was the only second voice that could still be heard in the sect when the Blood Transformation God was angry at this moment. Hearing this woman's voice, fear flashed through the eyes of many Blood Transformation Divine Sect disciples up and down the mountains.

Two completely different complex looks from fanaticism.

"Master, you have entered the final moment of countless breakthroughs in transforming blood and condensing spirit. It is inconvenient to take action. Since those trashes are dead, just let me out. I will help you bring back the leader of Black Wind Village with your own hands.

"

In the blood pool in the valley, the Blood Transformation God suddenly sneered, stretched out a long blood-red tongue to suck the brain marrow on the side, and said coldly, "Xue Lian, have you been waiting for this moment for a long time? It's a pity, it's a pity that I will never do it.

Let you out.

As the great disciple of the Blood Transformation Divine Sect, you are a greater threat than the Black Wind Village Master, and are of the greatest value to me. You don’t need to deal with this kind of thing. I will naturally have a way to deal with the Black Wind Village Master.

You can't imagine my trump card.











The leader of Black Wind Village would never have imagined it.











"

On the steep cliff, the woman sighed and fell into silence.

The Blood Transformation God took a deep breath, and suddenly the blood mist billowed in the valley. The blood mist sucked back towards the blood pool of the Blood Transformation God, covering the blood pool. He could no longer see the details clearly, and could only hear bursts of heart-wrenching sounds.

There were creepy chewing and sucking sounds and the horrifying sound of bone rubbing.







The white clouds were misty, and the four days passed by in an instant.

In the Holy Iron City surrounded by numerous volcanoes, the Black Wind Village flag embroidered with a majestic black eagle and the Holy Iron City flag embroidered with hundreds of weapons were hunting and dancing wildly on the top of the city.
To be continued...
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