Chapter seven hundred and fifty second blood refining
In reality...
"Master! Don't be angry. This time, we were tricked by that guy Bai Xichen. He dared to collude with the evil shadow of the gun god to shadow us. If the tiger doesn't show its power, it really treats us like sick cats! It's time to resurrect. We must teach Sheng Shi a lesson.
Not the Tang Dynasty!"
A young man in his twenties and seventies looked at an elegant young man who had been gloomy since he went offline. He looked as dull as a volcano about to erupt and said!
"Hmph! I will definitely not let them go in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the evil shadow forces. After all, they are not any of us. War is just like this. There is nothing to be angry about! What I am angry about is myself. I was so ignorant that I fell into their trap.
He was tricked without knowing it! That led to such a huge defeat! He also harmed so many brothers!"
The elegant young man snorted coldly, with a ferocious look on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, and at the end of the sentence, his face looked quite depressed and self-reproaching!
"Master, don't blame yourself! The Gun God Evil Shadow has openly formed an alliance with the 19th established force. It is generally recognized that the Evil Shadow forces are in trouble with the emerging forces. Moreover, the Gun God Evil Shadow has never joined forces with players to fight. Who is this?
Unexpectedly!"
A young man with a white face and a gentle face, who looked like a scholar, slowly spoke out!
"Hey... I just hurt you! If you are killed again, your number will be useless! The punishment of death is too severe now!"
The elegant young man sighed heavily. He looked at the scholar with a guilty look and said!
"It's okay, Master! As long as Master is here, all the losses we have suffered will be made up for!"
The scholar gave a wry smile, forced a smile and said indifferently, but his heart was bleeding. It took a lot of effort to survive until now, and he had the strength he has now. It was when he was high-spirited, and if he was defeated, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
!After a pause, the scholar continued:
"But what I'm most worried about now is the punishment for our death. I don't know what skills will be deducted. You know that in this "**" world, skills have a great impact on strength! Hey..."
"Bang! What's even more hateful is that it's not enough for the evil shadow forces to kill us. They even desecrate our corpses and turn our corpses into skeletons to enslave! This is too much! Every time I think of our corpses being turned into skeletons, I will
I wish I could eat its flesh and sleep on its skin!"
The young man slammed the table and cursed angrily!
"Haha... Xiaotei! Why are you so angry? They are doing the first grade of junior high school and we are doing the fifteenth grade! I have the Kunlun Mirror in my hand. Let me see how they resist my sneak attack and see if I don't kill them. I will refine them one by one.
Blood Corpse Demon, let them also taste the taste of corpses being enslaved. It's a pity that the corpse of Gun God Evil Shadow is missing. Otherwise, with the strength of Gun God Evil Shadow, I will definitely be able to transform him into a Blood Corpse Demon Emperor with holy level strength.
That would look great!”
The elegant young man's eyes showed a gloomy light, and he said coldly with a bitter smile, with a look of resentment in the corners of his eyes!
"Young master, there is no need to regret! With the power and strength of our Demon Realm, coupled with the young master's Kunlun Mirror and the Blood Corpse Demon Army, as well as my Heart-Setting Bell and Xiaolei's Heavenly Demon Sword, we can completely hunt down the Gun God Xie Ying independently.
! When the time comes, we will kill the spear god Xie Ying and transform him into the Blood Corpse Demon Emperor. We will seek refuge with Dong Zhuo. The young master is also the holy son of the demon clan, and then the demonic energy that the young master mentioned in Dong Zhuo will be triggered (actually it is not demonic energy).
Let Dong Zhuo's strength be greatly increased. Dong Zhuo will definitely pay attention to it by then. I will be the only one in the Demon Realm of Xijing!"
The scholar said with confidence!
"Yes! Young Master! Although we suffered heavy losses this time. We lost all our elites, and even the blood corpse demon army that the young master accumulated over the past year. But with the young master's ability to refine the blood corpse demon, as long as the young master can obtain a large number of corpses with the help of Dong Zhuo's rebellion,
.The Blood Corpse Demon Army is more powerful than the regular army. There are not many of them. In the future, "**" will definitely be the master's world!"
The young man with a cold and honest face was careless. He not only comforted the young master, but also secretly praised him!
"Haha... Yes! If you lose the elite, you will lose it. As long as I am here, in a world where wars are frequent, elites will not be as many as you want!"
"Ha ha……"
After twelve o'clock! In the game "**"!
As soon as the resurrection time came, the three gang leaders of the Demon Realm couldn't wait to enter "**" and at the same time chose to be resurrected at the base camp of the Western Jing Demon Realm!
"No!"
In the sky above the base camp of the Demon Realm, there was suddenly a shocking cry, heartbreaking, and extremely miserable screams. It seemed like a close relative had died or his wife had been raped! It made all the members of the Demon Realm shiver and have goosebumps all over their bodies.
At the same time, I secretly guessed who the BT gang leader was abusing again, and whose blood he was letting go to refine the Blood Corpse Demon!
"Young Master... Gang Leader! What's wrong?"
As soon as Cold Tears and Leng Yuefu entered the game, they were about to immediately check the death penalty that was forcibly deducted by the system. Suddenly they were startled by the extremely miserable howl of the Demon Sword Scholar. They couldn't help but asked in unison, but their hearts surged.
It’s an extremely bad premonition!
"I...I...the earth blood...the blood refining skill is gone!"
In their eyes, the cruel and merciless, calm and steady young master looked pale, as if he was a dead father. He stammered as hard as he could to feed himself, and spoke feebly. There was an obvious choking sound in his tone.
Seeing the cold and ruthless gang leader who always wears a mask in their minds would have this expression. It would probably break his eyes!
"What?"
"The blood refining skill was forcibly deducted by the system? Then the young master will not be able to refine the blood corpse demon in the future?"
Hearing what the Demon Sword Scholar said, Cold Tears and Leng Yue turned pale and spoke in unison with their heads dulled. They even forgot the special instruction that they were strictly prohibited from calling them "Master" and could only call them "Gang Leader"!
You must know that "Blood Refining" is the most reliable way for the Demon Realm to increase its overall power. Now that it has been deducted from the system, the Demon Sword Scholar, the holy son of the Demon Clan, is almost half useless. From now on, the Demon Sword Scholar can only improve his individual strength. I think
Rapidly developing power... is difficult!
"It's okay! It's okay! With the young... gang leader's strength of up to 96, even if the blood refinement is gone, the gang leader can still become the top master in the world, or even the number one master!"
Seeing the young and mature young master with a strong will and a child-like expression, Leng Yue couldn't help but bite the bullet and comfort him! But everyone knew that these were extremely forced words of comfort!
"you……"
The Demon Sword Scholar seemed to have not heard Leng Yue's comfort. He was downcast and asked feebly!
"I...was deducted the Heavenly Demon Step!"
"I'm fine, it's just that the full moon is gone!"
Cold Tears looked frustrated. Leng Yue secretly rejoiced and said one after another. After a pause, all of a sudden their faces changed drastically, and they shouted with ashen faces:
"What's going on?"
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the reaction of two important subordinates like this, the Demon Sword Scholar's heart sank and his heart quickened. He asked with a trembling voice! But there was an extremely strong bad feeling in his heart!
"My strength is only 84 points left, and other attributes and levels have also dropped a lot!"
"My situation is similar! It's just that my intelligence is only 85 points!"
The two of them took a breath of surprise and said with trembling eyes full of disbelief!
"What? How is it possible?"
The Demon Sword Scholar was stunned. He blurted out that he couldn't even bear to be sad after losing the skill he most relied on. You must know that Cold Tears and Leng Yue are both innate masters in the realm of minor success (that is, the attribute value is about 95 points). Now they are
It dropped to 84.5 points. Not to mention the innate realm, the top players, even the advanced players are a bit reluctant. They have become a low-level character! Thinking of this, the Demon Sword Scholar suddenly reacted. He quickly checked his attribute data board:
"The Gunslinger Evil Shadow! You and I are incompatible..."
A sound resounded through the sky above the Demonic Realm, with hatred in my heart and lungs, and a cry that could not be cleared from the river... Please see me!"
"Leader of the Demon Realm Gang? A low-ranking gang that even lost its base. Get out!"
"But... Hou Dong! He said there is a way to stimulate the mysterious power of Dong Hou and greatly increase his strength!"
"Hey! How did he know!"
"Invite them in!"
"Eldest sister! Second sister!"
After Zou Lan finished practicing as a singer, it was already noon. After Zou Lan sent away the other followers and left for dinner, she took Xie Ying and a few followers to the fourth floor. As soon as she entered the room on the fourth floor, the room of more than ten square meters was already filled with people.
The food was filled with food. Cai Yan and Diao Chan were already seated, probably waiting for Zou Lan's arrival. As soon as Zou Lan arrived, she greeted them happily!
"Third sister is here! Sit down and eat!"
Seeing Zou Lan arriving, Cai Yan smiled slightly, then looked at Zou Lan dotingly and said hello! But then they saw Han Jie following him in. Everyone couldn't help but be startled. At such a dining time and place, it stands to reason that Han Jie
They couldn't and didn't need to follow up. After all, they were going to have a meal. They were all close friends of theirs, so they felt comfortable letting go of the veil. Now suddenly there was Han Jie, and he was a man. Everyone couldn't help but feel confused and surprised!
"kindness!"
Zou Lan responded sweetly. She sat down like a butterfly and paused. Suddenly she looked at Han Jie standing aside with a smile and greeted in a crisp voice:
"Brother Han, please sit down and eat together!"
As soon as Zou Lan finished speaking, everyone who had just glanced at Xie Ying all had sluggish expressions and movements. They immediately looked at Xie Ying with surprise and surprise, and Xie Ying finally discovered that here, except for the close confidants of the Three Immortals.
