Martial Arts Conquer System

"Continue!" I motioned to Liang Jing to tell everything she knew, so that the more he knew, the more dangerous he knew.

In Liang Jing's words, I frowned, because a pool of blood can cover bodies I don't know. It is obvious that these people cannot be people of the same era.

In other words, from the moment the altar exists, that is, the moment the altar exists, that is to say, it begins to absorb the blood of some powerful people and monsters for blood sacrifice.

I don't know how long this practice will last. For example, the blood pool born by Liang Jing, or how many buckets are integrated with the blood pool of the altar.

It's like, for example, the exudation of the body is just random, treating him as an ordinary person, and then as long as you know how many blood banks there are, you know how many bodies there are.

Just to use Liang Jing's words, there are so many bodies, he hasn't counted them day and night.

"Aren't you kidding me?" I took out the corner of my mouth, thinking Liang Jing handled it casually. I just want him to know that there are many bodies.

"In the blood pool, even if my practice methods are different, I have blood into my body every day, so no matter what I do, I keep practicing."

I was shocked. It's a liar!

"Unfortunately, this kind of thing has disappeared since I left the pool, but in the pool, I don't have to practice at all, so."

"So you ran to count the body?" I suddenly thought of what I said, but Liang Jing nodded directly and said solemnly, "I counted for three days and three nights, and then I became bored and gave up."

auzw.com I am so ugly that I can't count how many bodies I received in three days and three nights, ten thousand, one hundred thousand. Or more of these are blood sacrifices?

"When you count those bodies, do you see how you were cut off? Did that body seem to be pierced by some kind of sharp weapon?"

Liang Jing thought for a while and nodded slightly. "Part of the reason is that some people are not, and some people can't see the scars on their bodies. If it's not for God's knowledge, it's like falling asleep."

I slept deep and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, because if I was pierced by a sharp weapon and the same wound, it would be absolutely terrifying and appalling.

But thinking of the owner of the altar, he turned the artifact into a spiritual pillar, and turned the owner's soul into an unconscious puppet, a spiritual pillar.

What a terrible method that was. He remembered the conversation with the devil that day. The crocodile had clearly experienced the battle that changed the world.

After killing the crocodile, he actually improved the opponent's weapon. What kind of means is needed for this, is it the owner of the altar, the person who has survived the First World War?

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He suddenly thought of the crocodile, said two names, which sounded like a person's name, and immediately shocked his body and thought of a possibility.

This is the name of the owner of the altar. It is not impossible. I immediately hesitated whether to continue in.

If the owner of the altar really left after the battle, the power must be terrifying, but he just dropped any trap casually. I'm afraid I can't resist. ..

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