Chapter 185 Come all you want! How many times for Yan Wumu
The saint is in the true god stage, and can be said to be a god to a certain extent. If the Conferred Spirit Clan hadn't placed high hopes on her and needed to be this saint, she could have ascended to the ninth heaven and become a god who doesn't care about worldly matters.
Her blood is naturally very precious and can definitely be regarded as a magic weapon.
Those familiar with the matter nodded and said, "I have also heard that when a sword stained with the blood of a saint is used to kill demons, it will not only have the effect of sealing spirits but also have a layer of spiritual protection."
The leader of the Fengling Clan said anxiously: "No! You must not do it! The blood of the saint is the foundation of spiritual power, how can you waste it like this???"
Someone shouted dissatisfied: "Why is it a waste for us?? If it weren't for the saint's lack of observance of women's ethics, which caused the holy light to go out and the sealing pool to break, we wouldn't need this magic weapon. Who is to blame for the rampant monsters now? How many villages are there?
Heling City was submerged under the clutches of the big demon. Our various sects risked our lives to fight the demon, but in the end we were not even qualified to ask for a few drops of the saint's blood. Do you think this is annoying or not?
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The leader of the Fengling Clan is really confused. Why do these people go around without saying a few words and always talk about the holy light? Although she herself is extremely disappointed with the saint and thinks that the saint and the guardian have really done something.
It was a shameful and hateful thing, but it had come to this, and she couldn't blame the saint like them.
The leader of the Fengling Clan said: "You have misunderstood. The saint's blood is the foundation of spiritual arts. It cannot be given to you. If it is given to you, how can you seal the great demon?"
But everyone's emotions have been ignited for a long time. How can they understand this level of meaning? There are more than 200 people, and even one person's words can drown people.
Everyone was reluctant to give up: "You can teach everyone the spirit-sealing technique with just a little blood. Why should you be stingy with a little blood essence? A few drops of blood won't kill anyone."
"Yeah, it's just a few drops of blood."
"..."
The Fengling Clan Leader was so angry that he was speechless for a while. He stared at them for a while before gradually calming down and trying to reason with them:
"What's the issue of a few drops of blood?? The saint's blood has been stained on the sword, but even if it is not scratched on the saint's body, it will not have this effect!! It's just one or two people, the big deal is that the pain will go away as soon as you close your eyes.
, but there are nearly two hundred immortal cultivators here now. If everyone’s swords are drawn across her body, are you trying to kill someone???"
Many people didn’t like what the leader of the Fengling Clan said, “When we fight with the big demon, who won’t get hurt? Can a mere sword compare to mine??”
After saying that, the man took off his shirt. There were bloody claw marks all over his chest, front and back. It was frightening that the skin and flesh were torn. The man said:
"My injuries were caused by a demon."
One after another, some people took off their clothes, revealing scars all over their bodies.
"Let's see how my injury is??"
"me too……"
"My injuries are worse."
Suddenly, there seemed to be more people with broken arms and legs, and they all crowded in the front.
Someone said: "Did you see it? Holy girl, if you cultivate enough, you will be fine. But as for us, our cultivation is limited. When we encounter strong monsters, we are basically dead. Our Thunder Spirit Tribe has already lost dozens of people."
He is a spiritual magician. If there is a magic weapon nearby, the casualties will not be serious..."
"Let me put it bluntly, these ten thousand demons are running amok because of your unclean nature. All the people in the world will bear the responsibility for your mistakes. We are gathered here just to seek a magic weapon. Okay.
Let everyone have an extra chance of survival when fighting..."
He almost broke his face as he spoke, and the audience was in chaos...
The leader of the Spirit-Sealing Clan said: "Everyone, you can't always accuse the Saint of being unclean. The Saint is also a victim, and the Saint's blood cannot improve your cultivation. If you encounter powerful monsters, the Spirit-Sealing Technique and that
A small layer of protection will not help at all.”
She is the leader of the Spirit-Sealing Clan, and is extremely skilled in the Spirit-Sealing Technique. Naturally, she knows that the use of the Spirit-Sealing Technique depends on the cultivation and spiritual power of the caster. Without this premise, whether the opponent can be sealed is
None of it is known.
This is a fair statement, but how can anyone listen to it?
They only know that the spirit-sealing technique is the privilege of the people of the Fengling tribe. Only the people of the Fengling tribe can understand the spirit-sealing technique. It is a spiritual technique that all immortal cultivators envy.
This time, we finally had the opportunity to obtain the blood of the saint, which was equivalent to indirectly gaining the spirit-sealing technique. Naturally, everyone did not want to give up. The more they caught the saint, the more they said they were unclean...
The leader of the Fengling Clan was extremely angry and laughed back: "You! Do you really think you are here to kill the demon? You have clearly been coveting the spirit-sealing technique for a long time, and you are just doing it for your own selfish reasons."
The saint's heart was like a mirror, and she shook her head at the Fengling Clan leader and said, "Clan leader, forget it."
The saint turned to the crowd, raised her head slightly and said, "You need my blood to go out and kill monsters, right?"
One person said: "If you get the blood of the saint, you will naturally be stronger at killing monsters. What's wrong with us asking for a magic weapon?"
"Okay. Come on then. Anyone who wants my blood can come."
Her voice was not loud when she said this, but the whole place fell silent underneath.
They all stared in disbelief at the saint who always had clear and calm eyes. She clearly extended her hand and looked sincere, but they were all afraid.
No one dares, she is a saint.
If she wasn't quick, she might be able to knock them all down with one move.
However, no one clearly felt any murderous intention.
The saint said: "Come on, come and give me everything you want. If you agree, take my blood and go out to kill the demon as soon as possible..."
The leader of the Fengling Clan was anxious and angry. He pulled the saint and shook his head desperately: "Saint, don't be willful!!"
Where is her willfulness?
Still don’t understand?
These people threaten the saint's impurity and will not give up until they take away the saint's blood!
The saint said: "That's all, Patriarch, do you have any other ideas besides this? Just ignore this matter."
The saint pointed at the man with claw marks all over his body and said: "You think you will become stronger with the spirit-sealing technique, right? Then come up and take out your sword!!"
The man hesitated for a moment, then realized that the saint was really not joking, so he plucked up the courage, and with fear, lightly and quickly drew a sword on the saint's arm, leaving a shallow blood mark, and then there was a trace of blood on the edge of his sword.
Stained with a light touch of the saint's blood.
The man's face immediately distorted, and he looked like he was ecstatic to the point of going crazy.
He laughed crazily: "Wow, ah, the spirit-sealing technique that I have dreamed of, from now on, I can also use the spirit-sealing technique..."
Suddenly, the audience was boiling.
Each one of them took a few steps forward, and then began to rush towards her. In an instant, the saint's left arm suffered countless sword wounds...
"Don't push me, don't fight, don't fight, just wait in line..."