Strongest Martial God

"When you look at it, you don't take the ancient tripod that contains the blood of the dragon on the same day, and the congenital spirit liquid is taken out, when is it waiting?" The small wheel squint leaves heavy and whispered.

"I really want to refine your so-called **** liquid here?" Ye Zhong is a bit painful, not to mention the heart of the milk, the real dragon blood, just to say that the innate spirit liquid, but also he paid a great The price is only at the moment, if it is refining by the small wheel that does not know how reliable it is, it will become the so-called **** liquid. If it fails, then there is no place to cry. went.

"You don't trust me, right?" The younger round continued to squint the leaves. "In the past, I was a lord of three thousand gods. I am proud of the world and the people, but what is the scenery and power, but it is a refinement of a pool of liquid, what is great? I tell you that the prescription of this **** liquid was obtained from the priests of the priests in the same year. Among the tribes of the three realms, these can make people cast the immortal body of the gods, only the area is a few, Moreover, the prescription of this criminal protoss is still one of the strongest!"

"Heavenly gods!" Ye Zhongzhuo slightly shrinks. Although he was strong in strength, he was still qualified to contact these protoss. However, the race that can be with the gods is the real giant even among the three thousand gods. . Moreover, Ye Zhong vaguely knows that the Shentian gods are physically strong and have had several flesh-and-sacred fellows, so the younger round can point out the name of this family. Presumably he said that it is true that it is true.

As soon as I read this, Ye Zhong was not polite, but took the ancient Ding out and placed it on the ground. Then, with both hands, a golden liquid appeared, only a few drops, which was acquired on the same day. Congenital spirits.

"Congenital Spirit Liquid, Real Dragon Blood, Earth Heart Milk..." Xiaonian chanting, "This is a rare thing for any big family or big religion. You don't have a leaf in your area. Backing up, actually can get these three things when the forging is the eighth heavy, have to say. Your luck is very good... Of course, your best luck is to meet the wheel, I, and the wheel I am in a good mood. Otherwise, I don’t have to help you refine this liquid!"

"Where there are so many nonsense, start refining." Ye Zhong's face is black, this little round is not reliable, this time is still a god.

"I just didn't want it, I can't wait now, you guys! You know, this pool of gods, even some of the big family's Tianjiao are not qualified to contact it..." Xiaolun sighed, but saw Ye Zhongqing's face distributed When the signs of black are. He smiled busy, and then the white light swept away, and immediately saw the ancient tripod that once contained the dragon's blood, and quickly fell to the center of the altar.

"唰-"

In the small wheel, the white light swept away. In an instant, I saw that the seven-eight-eighth-eighth elixir was constantly screened. In the end, only about one-tenth of the elixir was selected by it. As for other weeds, it was used as weeds. Generally abandoned at random.

"The next thing, can't rely on me, you must help, you must be cautious." The small wheel became a dignified moment at this moment, it floated above the ancient tripod, emitting white light above the ancient tripod.

Gu Ding made a pleasing sound at this moment. As with some kind of induction, the spirituality in this ancient tripod was activated.

"call--"

The invisible flame boils in the ancient tripod. This is not a tangible fire, but the spiritual fire that Gu Ding itself possesses. It is the best choice for refining the gods.

"Moon Lingcao." The sound of the small wheel came out, indicating that Ye Zhong began to work.

Ye Zhongwen nodded. At this moment, he was also very serious. He carefully took out a blade of grass, such as a crescent moon, from many elixir and gently threw it into the ancient tripod.

Just entering it, the elixir is turned into a liquid medicine, and the green-green liquid is instantly turned into a Ding liquid, which is very strange.

"Snow jade!" The small wheel made a sound.

Focusing on the leaves, I took an old ginseng with the thickness of my arm and threw it into the ancient tripod. In an instant, I saw the jade liquid mixed into it, making the color of the liquid liquid somewhat strange. .

"The next step is nine days of black grass." The small wheel continued to point, Ye Zhong is also a quick shot.

Soon, under the cooperation of the two, dozens of elixir drugs were thrown into the ancient tripod by the leaf. The liquid medicine in the ancient tripod has a certain spirituality at this moment, and it seems that it will become a Dan at any time.

"Next, throw those blood into the brain and trigger the potions!" The small wheel continued to speak.

Wen Yan said that Ye Zhong took a deep breath and waved his hand. The blood of those miscellaneous and miscellaneous was smashed into the medicine. In an instant, a **** sky burst into the sky and became countless. The beast, then slowly returned to silence.

Ye Zhong took a deep breath and his eyes fell into the ancient tripod again. I saw that the liquids had become red and red, and the taste contained in them was shocking.

"The next step is the most crucial thing. Let's put the real dragon into it first." The small wheel trembled slightly, and the white light shrouded the ancient Ding. At this moment, its voice became a little weak, obviously At the moment, it is the real refining of the gods.

The leaf is heavy and dagger. At this moment, he is also cautious and cautious, promptly urging the body's blood, enveloped in a drop of blood that is like a real dragon.

At this moment, the real dragon blood seems to have sensed everything. It is full of spirituality, and it screams at the leaf, and the dragon wants to fly.

"Can't go!"

The leaf waved and grabbed the struggling blood dragon and threw it directly into the ancient tripod.

"嗷-"

The blood dragon screamed, but under the suppression of the small white light, it was unwilling to blend into the liquid medicine below.

"Finally, the ground milk and congenital spirits, at the same time!"

The weak voice of the small wheel came.

The focus of the leaves, the two most important things in the hands, and carefully invested in the ancient tripod. At this moment, Ye Zhong is also slightly numb in the scalp, and his look is dignified. Because these things are too valuable, they are called Liancheng. If the so-called **** liquid is invalid, the cost is too great.

"Okay!" The little wheel sighed a sigh of relief. It shook a little. He didn't know where to take out a cover. It just covered the ancient tripod, and then saw the white light in it covered in the whole ancient tripod. In the middle, a faint glow.

At this moment, Ye Zhong has nothing to do. He simply sat down in front of Gu Ding and stared at the action of the small wheel.

This kind of wait, soon after three days and three nights passed, and at the end, the white light emitted by the small wheel has become extremely weak, and the thoughts it radiates are extremely weak. Obviously, refining such a pool God liquid, the small wheel needs to pay a huge price.

"boom--"

On the fourth day, the Dingge of Guding suddenly rose to the sky, and among the ancient tripods, a golden light radiated.

"The time is ripe! You enter the trip!"

The sound of the small wheel came out, and at the same time there was a series of images. It was a series of handprints. It told the leaves to reinforce the power of the gods.

At the moment, he still can't see the shape of the gods in the ancient tripod. However, after he was in the air, he was already in the shape of a trip, and he sat down in the knees and began to write in his hands. Slowly changed.

"clang--"

Gu Ding was once again covered at this moment, and the small wheel leaf finally regained a sigh of relief. It finally no longer emits white light, but swayed once and once, silently watching the scene in front of him.

In all directions, there was a colorful atmosphere, and then slowly entangled in the ancient Ding, immersed in it, these breaths more and more, in the end almost a bit crazy, and even whistling, Just like the world is discolored.

And the Dingge of Gu Ding began to sway slightly, there is a strange rhythm, every beat can faintly see the true body of Ye Zhong, his breathing at the moment seems to coordinate with the beating of Gu Ding, forming a resonance. .

"It is!" The small wheel looked at this scene and seemed to be long-awaited. "It’s just a matter of trouble. Although it is an altar, it is reasonable to absorb a lot of ritual power and integrate it into the liquid. In the end, it is immortalized in the flesh... But after all, this place has been silent for thousands of years. These ritual forces are not as good as the sacrifices of the living people... but it is no problem, at least better than no, after all, to go to other places to **** the power of sacrifice. Basically, it is an idiotic dream."

As the sound of the small wheel fell, these colorful breaths have already entered into the ancient tripod, and soon, it is seen that at the moment, in the ancient tripod, Ye Zhong’s figure seems to stand in a golden liquid. In the liquid, under the guidance of the real dragon, countless monsters make a roaring sound, and there is also a road of fire, lightning and thunder.

However, under the change of the singular imprint in Ye Zhong’s hands, those abnormal sounds have no effect on him. Instead, his flesh begins to absorb those strange liquids, just like a small vortex formed in his body. Extremely precious.

"It should be!"

Looking at this scene, the small wheel is muttering, and then it is also subconsciously retreating, because at this moment the altar in the altar, the colorful atmosphere like a river from all directions, into the ancient tripod .

This is the ancient and mysterious power of sacrifice. These forces are weird and mysterious. They are often useless, but they are of great use when breaking through and exceeding the limits. At this moment, under the influence of these ritual forces, The golden liquids began to become more and more viscous, and finally, like the golden mud, the leaves were wrapped in the whole person.

The treasures emitted by the small wheel body disappeared, and at this moment it quietly watched this scene, no longer speaking.