Chapter 265 Heart and Blood Contract

Mian Xilong's tone was firm, but he just braced his face. Wang Wujian raised his eyebrows, bent his mouth and pulled out a cunning arc. He turned around and smiled, "Ok, it's the same. You and I are in deep trouble. Life and death are unpredictable. We should work together. Why should we be suspicious? Anyway, I can't use up the aura in my body for the rest of my life. Feeding your wings well is also convenient to sit on the back of the king of the spirit beast and swim in China in the future!"

The ground shook violently for a while, like a sudden earthquake, which made people dizzy. The laughter on Wang Wujian's face suddenly stiffened, clenching the sky mirror, facing the direction of the earthquake source, a faint air column opened up a white but not bright magical road in the extremely dark world of death.

Mian Xilong stared at him fiercely, his eyes wandered on the sky mirror for a reincarnation, and then shouted, "Don't be impulsive, listen to me, put away my wings first!"

Two bright beams of light gurgling up from the sleeping dragon. Before they could see what had changed, they entered the body of Wang Wujian twice, just like the son of darkness.

"Huh? I don't feel anything!" Wang Wujian raised a malicious smile from the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, I'll listen to you. It's up to you whether you can refine the God of War into a yuan god!"

Without two wings that can be called energy-absorbing tools, Mian Xilong can finally take a breath, sweep away the shrinking spiritual outlook, and stand up straight on all fours, as strong and powerful as a tiger and leopard that has just been defeated.

"Goddess needs huge and pure energy. Although it is full of the breath of death, it is thick and impure. I expect him to find the source of the breath of death. Come with me." Mian Xilong's face was solemn, and he didn't care whether Wang Wujian was playing any small calculations, and immediately threw himself into the action of killing the God of War.

"Soul demon" is a high-level prison guard ability that can only be used by the top strong people of the former Holy Continent. Once successful, his person will become a madman who plunders energy crazily. Not only will there be abnormal catastrophe in the martial arts world, but even an ordinary man, animal and grass will not escape the devouring of his hand.

The God of War star after becoming a demon is more powerful. I'm afraid that there are few enemies in the former holy continent. If you don't get rid of him before his successful cultivation, there will definitely be a big bloody disaster in the world.

Mian Xilong consciously had his own part in the source of the disaster, so he temporarily left his little kindness and resentment and took Wang Wujian, who was pregnant with a strange treasure and had an extraordinary physique, to chase and kill the God of War.

This is a world as wide and boundless as the sky. The density of the breath of death is almost equal, and there is no fluctuation. It seems that there is no outlet or vent here. Everything is still in the right place. If it is not for the repulsive function of the sky mirror, it must be like walking in the river, and the resistance is extremely great.

However, with the help of the repulsion mirror, one person and one beast were unimpeded, which also saved a lot of energy to resist the invasion of death. Finally, under the leadership of the sleeping dragon, he entered a place where the atmosphere of death was thicker.

It was still dark. In addition to the passage illuminated by the sky mirror, he reached out and couldn't see his fingers. Not to mention looking for the figure of the God of War in this situation, even if he was on the side of the God of War, he may not be able to feel it. Wang Wu's sword's hair stood upside down, his ears trembled, and a gloomy and cold air rushed straight to his back, and he didn't know what to do. At that time, the cold sweat had formed on the forehead.

"Are you in the wrong place? There doesn't seem to be anyone here?" After shaking back and forth with the sky mirror, Wang Wujian asked with a little trembling.

"No, the heavenly eye on my forehead will not go wrong. The breath of death here is the purest. The spring must be within 100 meters of this area. As long as you can find it, you are not afraid that you can't find the most vulnerable god of war." Mian Xilong said in a light tone and firmly.

"Eye of Heaven?" Wang Wujian repeated curiously, but he didn't expect that the pair of eyeballs on the top door had such a domineering name, "How can you find such a hundred meters in diameter? Can't you see it with your heavenly eyes?"

"If I can see it, I don't need you!" Mian Xilong said angrily, "Have you ever had a 'heart-to-heart contract' with Tianjing?"

"'Heart and Blood Contract'?" Wang Wujian frowned and shook slightly. This is an ancient rumor. It is said that every artifact has a soul. Some can predict good or bad luck after psychics, and some can only simply identify the strength and weakness of the enemy. However, all psychic artifacts can be bound to a person through a form called "heart-blooded contract" and become inseparable intimacy. Partner.

As the name suggests, the birth of the blood contract must require the owner to integrate with the artifact with the blood of his heart. If the artifact can be integrated, it means that it is willing to follow him, and vice versa. But not many people believe in this absurd ancient legend. Will anyone poke a hole in the chest and then flow out half a bowl of blood to verify. The so-called contract?

Wang Wujian was surprised. In the past, he only listened to it as a story, but at this moment, when he heard about Mian Xilong, the king of ancient spirit beasts, he immediately felt that this matter was definitely not an ethereal word, because although Mian Xilong was far-sighted, he was not a sinister and cunning beast that killed people's lives at will.

"That's right. Since you don't, let me help you. If you can't succeed, I can only pray for God's blessing!" As soon as Mian Xilong's voice fell, he immediately shot out a hair-thin dragon silk and pierced Wang Wujian's chest.

"Uh-huh..." Wang Wujian was caught off guard and unprepared. He shouted in astonishment. When he was about to wave his sword, he suddenly felt that there was no great pain in his heart, and it was not as painful as acupuncture.

The golden dragon silk immediately turned blood red, as if absorbing the painstaking efforts of Wang Wujian. The recolored dragon silk was pulled out of his body and put on the sky mirror in his hand. The blood-red dragon silk began to fade and quickly returned to the golden color. The golden light was particularly novel and eye-catching in this dark world.

Thinking about it, there was a slight change on the waveless sky mirror of the ancient well. All the pictures and texts were brilliant and colorful, and the divine light Taoist. Although it did not shine like the glow, it also covered the surrounding ten meters with a layer of gorgeous and colorful brilliance. The surrounding patterns were slightly turbulent, and then operated happily and orderly. A colorful mysterious formation appeared in mid-air.

"The hard-blooded contract? You can't dominate the sky mirror. It is the supreme treasure of my former holy continent, and it belongs to me..." A fierce voice came from the side. Although it can be concluded that he rushed at the speed of lightning, he felt that he could not fluctuate at all the slightest energy. Maybe he had been completely integrated with the breath of death, and all the spirit of death. Where he is, he can easily escape.

"Ah..." As soon as the fierce and ruthless words of the God of War fell, Wang Wujian felt a sharp pain coming from his waist, and flew out with a scream, and the peerless and repulsion mirror in his hand were also thrown out.

"Hahaha, it's mine. The reprimanding sky mirror actually fell into my hands. Hahaha, with its power, I can ensure that I still have consciousness after becoming a demon, and I can become the first strong man in the whole former holy continent. Hahaha, I want to be the only king of the former holy continent... Hahaha..."

"You dream!" Wang Wujian ran the martial soul and condensed into a golden protective light mask with soul power to block the invasion of the spirit of death. In the golden light screen, a beautiful but hazy face was printed, and a pair of charming eyes swallowed the brilliance of anger.

"It's up to you? Humph, a declining king of spirit beasts? Or is he the son of a weak spirit?" Eorc star sneered gloomyly.