No Protection Tonight

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Although it is boasting me, it sounds chilling.

What makes me different? According to this, Xuelingzhu intends to cultivate me? I don't know how powerful Xuelingzhu is, but the Golden Snake Sword, as a soldier, also has a certain intelligence. Many times I can feel its meaning, especially the spirit of indomitable, more and more brave. A little bit like me.

In my opinion, the golden snake sword is mostly the thinking of a seven-eight-year-old child, and this blood-spirited bead actually plays a trick of intrigue. Even I once thought that the white skeleton is the ancestor of Ouyang, until Ouyang Feng’s tragic death. When I suddenly reacted.

In other words, Xue Lingzhu has at least the intelligence of a normal person of a dozen or twenty years old. This is something that the Golden Snake Sword cannot compare.

To tell the truth, I am a bit strange, why the six-pulse sword and the blood-spirited bead have been placed together. Since ancient times, the righteousness and evil have not stood apart. Is it that those with ulterior motives deliberately do it?

The situation in front of me is so dangerous that I don't have time to think, my heart is full of remorse, I know it is like this, I will certainly not cut the partition by hand.

At this time, under the deterrent of Xuelingzhu, even the golden swords of the gods and soldiers were trembled, as if the little tiger had seen the lion king.

When I saw this scene, my heart was half cold, and when I finished it, was it completely cold today?

Although I didn't show the color of horror on my face, this **** pearl seemed to feel my thoughts and suddenly became more and more proud.

"Oh, it is pure blood, I really did not expect that the monarchs traveled the world, but also could not find the pure blood, but in your kid, why are you dull, play the advanced force of not bleeding, simply It is a violent thing." In its voice, it reveals disdain and contempt.

Is the qualification dull? I heard almost vomiting blood. It is no exaggeration to say that now in the rivers and lakes, should I be one of the best geniuses? Even if compared with those freaks in the martial arts, it is not bad.

Of course, this **** pearl said that there is a precipitation of thousands of years, otherwise it is impossible to be so witty. Just now, the move not only killed the old man of Ouyang, but also deeply shocked me. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

What is the so-called advanced force, is it possible that pure blood can be mutated?

Is it a monarch, is it a Gorefiend? This kind of doubts poured into my heart.

"Come on, force out your blood, infusion into the spirit beads, the blood contract can take effect." The voice just fell, the blood spirit beads floated in front of me, at the same time, my right arm had intuition.

"The contract of blood, what?" I couldn't help but ask.

"You don't have to worry about this, anyway, you can greatly improve your combat effectiveness, hurry." The white skeleton could not help but urge.

Although this **** pearl can absorb the pure yang of my heart, it can only be poured into it.

If you want to thoroughly squeeze me, how can you get a day or two? This is not the key. The blood spirit beads have been sleeping for nearly a thousand years, and their spiritual power has dissipated a lot. Coupled with the shackles of me, it needs constant consumption.

In contrast, the speed of this slow absorption is far from enough, and I can feel it faintly, Blood Lingzhu does not want to kill me directly, nor for what reason.

This **** pearl is definitely a weasel for the chicken to celebrate the New Year - not good.

"No." I refused it straight away.

"Oh, all of this has come to this. Do you think you have room for bargaining? Even if you don't agree, it doesn't matter, as long as I take out your heart directly, then replace it with beads, and only need to lose a part of the essence. Blood, then, you will become a walking dead, everything you have now will be mine." The white skeleton pointed to my chest, excited.

When I heard this, I suddenly felt cold and sweaty. To a certain extent, this thing is much more terrible than the fire. Not only has the sense of autonomy, but also the skeleton of the white flower next to it. It’s dancing, and if you don’t see it, you’ll never feel the gloomy atmosphere.

Seeing that I was silent, it was obviously a bit uncomfortable. "Don't believe it? Then let you feel the power of the spirit."

After that, the white skeleton stretched out the finger joint, and held the blood spirit beads, the suspended blood spirit beads, exudes a faint blood fog.

This is a kind of almost empty power, a bit like the previous five holy sacred, ignoring my tyrannical constitution, so good that my Yi Jin Jing, has been cultivated to the sixth Sunday, enough to be invulnerable, even the fatal killing of the top weapon, It is also difficult to hit me deadly.

But this kind of vain power directly penetrates my physical defense. This is really terrible, and the Yijinjing I mastered, although it is through the martial arts, has some irresistible factors.

After all, Yi Jinjing was created by the teacher of Dharma. It has been more than a thousand years old. No one knows where the Dharma ancestors really are, but what is certain is that this book in my hand is not original. It is recorded by the descendants in order to prevent the loss of martial arts.

This is far worse, like the current variety show, let the celebrity entertainers see a line of words, and then convey to other artists, after several versions, often two meanings.

The same is true of the martial arts practice. After all, there is only one original. Unless it is a copy of the original, it will be more or less biased. After hundreds of thousands of years, it will lose its original essence.

If the old man like Ouyang said before, this six-pulse sword is the only surviving one in the world, it is really invaluable. It is not inferior to the Yijinjing I mastered. It should be a perfect fight with Zhenwuqi!

It is a pity that my Yi Jin Jing is the sixth Sunday. If you step into the seventh Sunday, even if it is such a power of nothingness, you should be able to resist it.

Seeing that trace of blood fog, hovering around me, my whole person suddenly became an ant on the hot pot.

"Don't panic, you listen to me!" Suddenly, a familiar and crisp female voice echoed in my mind.