Beast Blood Panlong

Sanbao took out the token and hesitated a little.

Don't throw it away. You can't get rid of the guy behind you. Throw it away. It's such a pity. This is a space spiritual weapon. The storage space inside is several times larger than that of a storage ring. And it may not be too late to throw it away now.

Already.

Touching the broken sword at his waist, Sanbao's eyes suddenly became sharp.

During the year in the Treasure Refining Hall, I already had a deep understanding of space spiritual weapons, genuine spiritual weapons, and the Three Treasures.

The so-called genuine spiritual weapon is itself a space spiritual weapon. It not only has the sharpness of the spiritual weapon itself, but also has the storage function of space spiritual treasure.

However, what it stores is not mortal objects, but spiritual power used for attacks.

Any genuine spiritual weapon can store a large amount of spiritual power. When attacking, with a thought, the huge burst of spiritual power will give the opponent a fatal blow.

However, if you want to fully utilize the power of a genuine spiritual weapon, you need at least a level of cultivation above Lingxuan. Below Lingxuan, you can only exert some superficial effects of its power.

Even so, its power is enough to threaten all spiritual practices under Lingxuan.

Although the broken sword in San Bao's hand is just a broken genuine spiritual weapon, it is so powerful that San Bao has already seen it. Even the Spirit Emperor may suffer hatred if he is not prepared.

Its only drawback is that the spiritual power contained in it is only powerful for one strike. After one strike and the loss of spiritual power, it will become a top-grade spiritual weapon.

To restore its power, it must be nourished for a long time in order to refill it with spiritual energy.

Of course, this is only for people below Lingxuan. If they are Lingxuan strong, they can be filled with spiritual power in an instant. After reaching Lingxuan, the spiritual power in the body will completely turn into Xuanqi.

Genuine spiritual weapons full of profound energy are the real killer weapons.

If the full blow of the genuine Broken Sword can be used, coupled with Xiaodie's Dragon Roar Immobilization, and the innate magical power of the Sky Claw, even if it cannot kill the opponent, it will be enough to severely damage it.

Thinking of this, Sanbao stopped running away.

"Xiaodie, I'm fine, but there's only one person?"

"It's just one person, but this guy's cultivation is that of a junior Spirit Emperor. You don't even dare to fight against the Spirit Emperor, do you?"

Both of them are well aware of the strength and power of the Ling Emperor, but with the strong spiritual power of the other Ling Emperor, he will soon catch up with them. Sooner or later, it is better to fight sooner rather than later.

If there is more than one person on the other side and someone else comes from behind, it will be impossible for him to escape.

"Xiaodie, bring him here to me," Sanbao found a hillside that was easy to defend but difficult to attack and ordered to Xiaodielong.

After a while, a red shadow fell in the sky, four thin wings covered with flame patterns slowly folded in, and the small butterfly dragon gently stopped on Sanbao's shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, a tall and thin black figure quickly rushed out of the jungle, it was the eagle-eyed old man.

Seeing that San Bao seemed to be waiting for him, the old man slowed down and stopped twenty meters in front of San Bao.

Sanbao secretly thought it was a pity, as long as he advanced five meters further, he could cooperate with Xiaodielong to deliver a shocking blow.

This old guy seems to be difficult to deal with.

"Master Treasure Refiner? Why don't you run away? In fact, the crime you committed is not a big crime. Come back with me and then go back to the temple to admit your mistake. You are still the Royal Treasure Refiner and have a bright future!"

The old man was extremely vigilant. While talking, he kept looking around.

Obviously, seeing San Bao looking so calm, he felt a little uneasy, but soon, when he found that San Bao was the only one within a few hundred meters, his expression slowly turned cold.

"What if I say I don't want to go back to the Treasure Refining Hall?" Sanbao stood still, looking calm, but his hands hanging down deliberately trembled a little.

With such a look in the old man's eyes, he immediately discovered Sanbao's guilty conscience, and he felt even more at ease, secretly thinking that I really thought I had some killer move, but it turned out to be a pretense.

This boy is a junior spirit king, so there is nothing to worry about. The key is the butterfly beast on his shoulder, which always feels a little threatening.

"It's not impossible if you don't reply. As long as you hand over the treasure refiner token in your hand to me, I will let you live. You are a little little spirit king and I am really too lazy to do anything." The old man slowly approached the three treasures and fought.

On the verge of breaking out.

"Really?" Sanbao pretended to be surprised and took out the golden royal token from his arms.

"I'll give you the token. Can senior really let me live?" Sanbao's frightened look made the old man feel more at ease, secretly thinking, he is still a young child after all.

"Senior is true to his word, so please step back a hundred meters. I will put the token on the ground. Senior can't chase me anymore," Sanbao continued to test, while in his heart he wanted to scold the old guy.

A master of the Spiritual Emperor was so cautious when facing his own little Spiritual King, which really embarrassed the Spiritual Emperor.

San Bao knew that the old man in black was born with a strong soul and had an instinctive prediction of danger. Besides, what he cared about was not San Bao, but the fifth-level spirit beast with bright eyes on San Bao's shoulder.

"Okay, it's settled."

The old man felt funny in his heart, let alone a hundred meters, even if I let you run a thousand meters, ten thousand meters, you still can't escape from the palm of my hand.

As the old man slowly walked away, Sanbao slowly bent down and placed the token on the ground. When the old man reached a hundred meters away, Sanbao picked up the token on the ground, turned around and ran away.

"Good boy, I fell into your delaying strategy,"

Only then did the old man realize that the other party was just running out of spiritual power and was using this as a delaying tactic.

Of course, what Sanbao wanted was this effect. As he ran, he shouted: "Xiaodie, stop this old guy from me!"

The little butterfly dragon flew up into the air and flew tightly above Sanbao's head, waiting for the opponent to get closer and deliver a fatal blow.

However, Ling Emperor's speed was so fast that the distance of a hundred meters was shortened to twenty meters almost instantly.

Sanbao looked extremely panicked. He turned around and executed a nine-fold claw move, and a mouthful of flames from the Xiaodie Dragon spurted out almost at the same time.

As soon as the two attacks came out, the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his level was too low. Look at my Fire Cloud Sword Technique.

At some point, a slender sword suddenly appeared in the old man's hand. As soon as the sword came out, Sanbao felt a strong sense of killing.

The sword edge turned sharply and turned into dozens of strange sword flowers in a blink of an eye, spraying towards the Three Treasures.

The Spirit Emperor is really powerful. Just his aura can make him breathless. The power of each sword flower is no less than the full blow of the Spirit Emperor.

Fight.

Regardless of the opponent's offensive, Sanbao instantly took the genuine broken sword hidden in his sleeve in his hand. At the same time, a huge dragon's roar echoed through the valley in mid-air.

Buzz…

Although Xiaodielong is petite in size, it is a dragon spirit beast after all. The huge roar that comes from its soul immediately scares all kinds of spirit beasts and wild birds in a radius of more than ten kilometers and flees in panic.

The moment the black-clothed Spirit Emperor heard the sound of the dragon's roar, there was an obvious pause in his whole body. However, after all, he was a Spirit Emperor, and with his strong soul power, he woke up in almost a breath.

But for San Bao, who had been preparing for a long time, this was enough. The genuine broken sword was taken out by San Bao almost instantly. With a loud roar, a blue light from the sword light quickly shot towards the black man.

When the blue light pierced the old man's chest, he just woke up. The protective spirit on his body had already disappeared when Xiaodielong roared. The sword light of the broken sword pierced into the old man's chest, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was embarrassed.

And he retreated, but he didn't die.

Sanbao was also hit by several sword flowers from the opponent at the same time, and his body fell back several meters. Fortunately, the high-grade spiritual armor on his body withstood most of the damage and was not fatal.

Seeing that the old man still had the strength to escape, Sanbao took out the top-quality spiritual bow that he had treasured for a long time, and took out the three spiritual arrows that came with the spiritual bow.

Set up arrows and draw the bow.

The whole body was filled with golden light. As soon as he let go of his big hand, a golden rainbow instantly crossed a distance of a hundred meters and shot steadily into the old man's back.

With a pop, the old man fell to the ground. Sanbao's face was also pale. He picked up the little butterfly dragon that fell to the ground after weakening, put it in his arms, and slowly walked towards the old man.

At fifty meters, an inexplicable danger suddenly jumped into Sanbao's mind.

Sanbao retreated sharply, and in an instant drew out a spiritual arrow again, drew the arrow, drew the bow, and shot the arrow, retreating in one go.

It is the only attack technique in the Nine-turn Golden Body - Nine-turn Arrow.

At the same time, the old man stood up, and a set of spiritual needles flew toward the Three Treasures like a goddess emanating from them.

Chi.

The spiritual arrow pierced the old man's chest with its unstoppable power. With a scream, the old man fell down again. This time, Sanbao could clearly feel that the old man's life breath was disappearing rapidly.

Finally dead.

At the same time, Sanbao's left arm was also shot by one of the spiritual needles.

A numb feeling came, and Sanbao knew he was poisoned. He pulled out the poisonous needle, tapped his right hand, and sealed the blood veins. Then he flew to the old man, fumbled around, and took out a storage bag. Soon, Sanbao found it.

Take out a porcelain bottle, pour out some milky white liquid, and apply it on the injured area.

A coolness instantly flowed all over the body along the applied area. Sanbao felt relieved and sat down on the ground with a thud. His slightly excited face was already pale.

The bow left by Tuoshan is indeed a super-killing weapon, and the power of the two arrows is terrifying. The power of the two arrows has almost drained the remaining spiritual energy in the body of the three treasures. At this moment, even the nine-turn golden body is difficult to operate. I want to adjust my breathing on the spot.

He was also afraid that there would be pursuers behind him, so when he was hesitating, a huge sound of horse braying came from the distance.

At such a long distance, the sweat-blooded horse once again found its owner. Sanbao let out a long roar, and soon, a tall, two-horned horse with a red body appeared in front of him.

Arriving just in time, Sanbao got on his horse and quickly disappeared among the high mountains.

The battle with the black-clad Spirit Emperor, although it lasted only a very short time, almost used all of Sanbao's trump cards, and he even suffered a lot of injuries as a result.

Ling Emperor, in San Bao's impression, was an almost invincible existence. He didn't expect that he would be stepped on by him today.

On a towering old tree in the mountains, Sambo is counting the trophies.