Chapter 69 Bloody Spirit

Suddenly, a three-foot-long blood-red knife came to Bi Tingxuan and others. Bi Tingxuan quickly summoned the Black Dragon Ball and suffered this knife. Although the shadow of the black dragon was shattered, the black light on the black dragon ball completely blocked the knife. After all, it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, one grade higher than the blood-red giant knife.

"Brother Yin, let's go together." Bi Tingxuan shouted, and the magic formula in his hand was introduced. The black dragon ball suddenly bright and slipped up, and then another black dragon shadow rose from the black dragon ball. When it first rose, it was only a foot in size, and then instantly grew into a three-foot-long giant dragonfly and rolled away with endless anger towards the knife.

The Yin Minghe behind him was ready for a long time. Hearing this, he quickly shouted, "Bed the fairy rope and go."

Son a long black rope flew out of his waist and shot endlessly at the knife.

And the latter one-yuan master also handed over with the masters of the Giant Knife Gate. However, because there is Ma Ruxi, a master who is infinitely close to the realm of cultivation, holding the red fire yuan sword, there is no pressure on the Yiyuan period, and it is completely suppressed by the gangs of the giant knife gate. At the beginning of the first month, several people have been killed.

The knife is now attacked by the two, and there is no way to control his gangs, but holding the bloody knife handle in both hands, diagonally drawing two blood-red knife gas in front of him, and greeted Bi Tingxuan's black giant dragonfly.

Now the black giant dragon of Bitingxuan has finally been completely unfolded, and his body is not so fragile. Seeing the two swords usher in, he directly opened his blood basin and swallowed the two breaths.

"Hmm! Is my endless knife gas so easy to swallow? Break it for me." The endless fist of the knife clenched tightly, and with a sudden 'bang', the black dragon immediately split apart, and the two knives disappeared at the same time.

At this time, the bundle of fairy rope of the dark crane just hit, and the knife did not dare to let the bundle of fairy rope be wrapped. It made a huge knife extremely flexible. With the tip of the knife, it was gently picked up, and the bundle of fairy rope was immediately raised high. The knife endlessly took advantage of this moment, holding the blood-colored knife in both hands and cutting it into the bundle of fairy rope.

Yin Minghe was horrified. If he tied the fairy rope and damaged it, he had to be injured. So, he quickly manipulated the fairy rope and retreated.

"Can you run?" The knife sneered endlessly and accelerated to cut down. Suddenly, a knife gas that was longer than the two knives just now came out of the blood-red giant knife.

Yin Minghe saw that he could not escape from the fairy rope, but his face was not sad but happy, and let the knife be cut on the fairy rope. While spitting out a big mouthful of blood, he suddenly shouted, "Mingyin Sword, go." A black sword flew out of his sleeve and rose in the wind. At the beginning, it was only one foot long and two finger wide, and in an instant it rose to three feet long and four finger wide.

The speed of the flying sword is so fast that the bundle of fairy rope has not landed, and the knife has not been taken back. The Mingyin sword has hit the endlessly in front of the knife.

The knife was also shocked endlessly and quickly took the knife back, but unfortunately it was too late. At the critical moment, he had to go to one side of his body, and the Mingyin sword passed straight through his left shoulder with a handful of blood.

The knife can endure endlessly. Due to this serious injury, he neither fell nor said anything. He just took a few steps quickly, held the knife in his right hand, and cut out a sword at the underworld sword.

A blood-red knife gas immediately cut on the body of the Mingyin sword. The Mingyin sword made a wail, and the Yin Minghe also spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"Black Dragon Ball, go."

At this time, Bitingxuan manipulated the black dragon ball again, a five-foot-long black giant dragonfly that was much longer than the one just now, and attacked the knife endlessly.

The knife had just been injured and tried hard to cut out a knife. Before he recovered, the black dragonfly had attacked again. Suddenly, it was angry. The tip of the tongue bit, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blood-red giant knife. The giant knife suddenly emitted a red light and cut out a ten-foot-long knife, twice as long as the black dragonfly.

The black dragonfly collapsed at a touch, but when it just disappeared to its chest and abdomen, a white flying sword suddenly flew out of its mouth.

The knife can't imagine that there is still a mystery in it. There is no time to dodge at all. I can only try my best to get out of the way again. This time, the flying sword went straight through the endless right shoulder socket of the knife.

The white flying sword is the Shuoyang sword. It turned out that after Yan Hao knew that the knife was endlessly powerful, he was afraid that Bi Tingxuan would be defeated, so he temporarily gave them the Shuoyang Sword and the Ming Sword for use, and now it really works.

Now the knife is endlessly passed through the left and right shoulder sockets, and the huge red knife is held in his hand, but it is completely powerless to lift.

Bitingxuan said, "Master Dao, why don't you surrender?"

The knife spit out a mouthful of blood endlessly. Looking at Bitingxuan and Yin Minghe, their eyes turned blood red, and a ferocious face appeared: "This is what you forced me to do." With that, he tore open the robe of his chest, quickly bit his middle finger, drew a charm on his chest, and read as he drew, "With my soul, the spirit of blood donation, the spirit gathers, and the spirit rises."

Seeing this situation, the ancestor of the green demon in the nine-level Futu immediately shouted, "No, he is forcibly gathering souls, and then he will become a blood spirit. Stop him quickly, otherwise we will all be in danger."

Yan Hao didn't wait for him to say, and he had already found something wrong. When the knife began to draw the seal, he had already given the order to stop Bi Tingxuan and Yin Minghe through his mind.

After receiving the order, Bitingxuan and Yin Minghe did not hesitate. At the same time, they pinched the formula. Shuoyang Sword and Mingyin Sword flew up at the same time and shot endlessly at the knife.

"Puff, poo!"

Two flying swords pierced the endless left and right ribs of the knife, and the blood charm was immediately interrupted. At this time, Yan Hao also shouted, "Nine-level Futu, go."

The nine-level buoyancy soared to ten feet in an instant, straight to the knife endless pressure.

The knife is now injured and unconscious. How can it be avoided? Suddenly, the whole person of the knife was pressed under the tower by the nine-level floating slaughter.

Fortunately, Yan Hao only raised the nine-level buoyancy to ten feet. If it rose to a hundred feet, it would really be crushed into meat mud.

Although a master of more than two times in Zhenyuan period can exert the power of 100 yuan, it does not mean that the body can withstand the pressure of 100 yuan. It's like an ordinary person who can have more than 100 catties of power with one punch, but if more than 100 catties hits him, he will definitely die on the spot.

Desp, the knife was endlessly pressed by this pressure, which made him fall into a coma on the spot, and suffered serious internal injuries, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose all bled.

Now that the knife has been knocked unconscious, his soul gathering is naturally over. Yan Hao quickly asked Yin Minghe to tie him up with a fairy rope.

The knife was captured endlessly, and the other gangs of the Giant Knife Gate naturally stopped fighting. In this battle, the Giant Knife Gate suffered heavy losses, and both the Tianyuan period and the local period were almost lost. Several people died even in the one-yuan period.

Yan Hao asked Bi Tingxuan and Yin Minghe to clean up the mess, and he began to think about how to peel off the wisp of blood on the endless body of the knife.

Blood spirits are commonly seen in people in the magic door. If a person is cruel and murderous, his body is often stained with blood. Over time, the combination of blood and evil spirit will produce blood evil spirit. At this time, it is just a evil spirit.

The blood spirit is still nourished by blood for a long time, and it will slowly produce blood spirits. This process is called blood spirit gathering spirit. Once the blood spirit is born, it will have its own consciousness, swallow the mind of the original owner, and become very powerful.

In the blood-eating underworld palace in the demon gate, everyone nourishes the blood spirit. They have a special means to not only not be deprived of the blood spirit, but also let the blood spirit be used by them.

The easiest way to remove the blood spirit is to kill the blood spirit owner. In this way, the blood spirit has no parasite and will naturally come out. And now the blood spirit on the knife's body has not been fully gathered, and if the knife is killed, the blood spirit will also disappear.

The remaining way now is to directly drive the flame into the endless blood flame of the knife and force the half-blooded spirit out. Or use the blood of the innate Taoist body to lure the blood spirit out. The blood spirit feeds on blood and likes the blood of the innate body the most.

The first method, of course, is not advisable. The knife has suffered such a serious injury now. It may have died before it was roasted.

Yan Hao had to sigh secretly: "I have to sacrifice the blood of my innate Taoist body again."

Yan Hao simply put the knife into the nine-level Futu, so that even if something goes wrong, he can deal with it. In the ninth-level Futu, it is his field, and no one is his opponent. Unless the man's strength is too high, he completely surpasses the person who refines the nine-level Futu.

Yan Hao bit his middle finger and dripped his blood one foot away from the endless wound of the knife, while holding the soul in his other hand and lifting the sky fan. The half-blooded spirit leaves the endless blood of the knife and cannot exceed three breaths, otherwise it will become a dead spirit. At that time, it was useless to be swallowed by the green demon ancestors. Therefore, Yan Hao has to send this blood spirit into the sky fan in three breaths.

Yan Hao's innate body's blood dripped on the knife's endless body. After a moment, the unique smell in the blood of the innate body spread out. After a while, Yan Hao saw a small blood-red head drilled out of the endless wound of the knife.

At this time, the excited voice of the green demon ancestor suddenly sounded in Yan Hao's heart: "Come out, that's it, that's it."

Yan Hao quickly shouted in his heart, "Shut up, I can't run away from you."

There is nothing on this little blood-red head except a mouth. It is bare and looks a little scary. I don't know how it sensed the blood of the congenital body. After the head came out, it sensed the position of the blood of the congenital body. After calculating the time, it was found that the three breaths were completely enough, and the body continued to drill out.

This half-blooded spirit's whole body is smaller than Xiaobing, only more than half a foot high. Xiaobing was strange for a moment. When he squeaked, he found something wrong. Quickly drill into the wound.

Fortunately, his whole body had come out by this time, and Yan Hao's speed was so fast that he quickly raised the sky fan.

As soon as the soul fan touched the half-blood spirit, it automatically emitted a suction force and sucked the half-blood spirit in.

Then Yan Hao heard the excited voice of the green demon ancestor: "It's really delicious." As soon as the voice stopped, there was another surprised voice of the green demon ancestor: "Huh, what are these?"

Yan Hao was surprised and hurriedly asked. As a result, the green demon ancestor did not answer.

"You won't be swallowed up by the blood spirit." A ridiculous idea arose in Yan Hao's mind, but it was impossible to think about it: "How much cultivation is that half-blood spirit? I don't know what happened to the green demon ancestors."

At this moment, the knife lying in the nine-level Futu was endlessly "um" and opened its eyes.

At this time, his eyes returned to a clear color, and the blood and murderous spirit on his body had subsided a lot. It seemed that after the half-blooded spirit left his blood, his whole body had undergone a lot of changes.

"Who are you?" Dao End didn't see Yan Hao just now, so that's why he asked. He struggled to sit up, but once he was seriously injured, and then there was a string of fairy ropes on his body. How could he sit up?

Yan Hao said, "I am the new master of your three gangs. Now in front of you, there are only two ways, either submit to me or die.

"Oh? You are the new master in Bitingxuan's mouth. The knife was endlessly unexpected, just a light one. Then he asked, "Did you remove the blood spirit from my body?"