Yan Hai was moving forward in the darkness, and half of his body was aching.

The collision during the day almost made him fall apart, and several bones were broken. If it weren't for his strong recovery ability, he would have to lie on the bed and be afraid of moving now.

His blood and spiritual power are still very shallow, but his body's recovery ability is far from ordinary people. When he thinks of the magical skills he organized, his heart is hot. As long as he can make enough contributions, he can obtain those magical skills.

He is determined to win that blood crystal.

Tonight is his last chance, and there is still a mission tomorrow. Everyone in the city must join the battle, and he is no exception. What's more, his disguised identity is useful to him.

When he arrived at the entrance of the alley of Bingfeng Dojo, he did not go in. The changes during the day made him realize that he could not make any mistakes. The strength of the No. 1 Team of the Academy A was even stronger than he thought. None of Ai Hui, Shi Xueman and others could defeat him.

What he needs is blood crystal, not battle.

There are many ways to obtain blood crystals, and you may not have to fight.

He took out a small flag, with white bones as a pole, and only half of it was left. The flag was already damaged. It was a little ghost painted by cinnabar. This was something he had accidentally obtained. When he was practicing, he felt a sense of his heart. At the beginning, he had no idea what it was. Later, he studied a lot of information and consulted many friends who were very experienced in the magic weapon parts, and then he learned that the small flag turned out to be a soul-suming banner.

The soul-summoning banner is the most common magic weapon of the Blood Refining Sect in the past cultivation era. It is generally used to cultivate ghosts, blood evil spirits, etc.

It can have some connection with the blood and spiritual power in his body.

After years of baptism, the Soul-Summoning Banner was already in ruins, but for Yan Hai, it was still a very outstanding treasure. It was also this incident that made him know that the magic weapon fragments left in the past in the cultivation era were useful to him. Later, he was very keen to purchase magic weapon fragments in various places, but there was nothing he could use.

He took out a knife and cut a shocking wound on his arm.

Blood continues to drip on the soul-summoning banner. When the blood drops touch the soul-summoning banner, they will disappear. However, the cinnabar ghost on the surface of the banner becomes more and more beautiful.

As the blood continued to flow, Yan Hai's face turned pale.

A red blood mist suddenly rose from the soul-summoning banner, and a vague little ghost could be seen.

Yan Hai showed a little joy on his pale face. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The little ghost's figure gradually faded until it disappeared.

This is his biggest trump card, and it is also his confidence tonight. The invisible little devil is the most suitable one to steal things. If he can get blood crystals, this little blood effort is not worth mentioning at all.

The little ghost's vision was gray, cold and silent. It was not the first time Yan Hai controlled the little ghost, and he was skillful in his movements. The little ghost quietly floated deep into the alley, floating across the wall of the Bingfeng Dojo, without attracting anyone's attention.

Flying across the wall, Yan Hai saw everyone in a circle, and Ai Hui stood in the middle of the circle. Because he was condescending, he could see clearly.

He was a little surprised. What are these guys doing?

His eyes swept around and he didn't see the blood crystal. For the little ghost, the blood crystal is a great tonic, as conspicuous as a torch in the dark.

At this moment, a strong fluctuation suddenly exploded from Ai Hui.

Not good! Was it revealed?

Yan Hai's heartbeat was faster, and he was forced to calm down. It shouldn't be possible. The little ghosts brought by the Soul Conjuring Banner did not have any fluctuations in the Yuanli, and even the director of Matsuma Courtyard would not be able to notice it.

I guess I have to try it out.

Yan Hai also felt a little bit energetic. Today, Ai Hui did not take action from beginning to end. He was very curious about Ai Hui's true strength.

Ai Hui was very excited.

He didn't expect that the blood crystal could actually activate the sea treasures on the Dragon Ridge Fire, and there would never be any more sea slags. Once the blood crystal can stimulate certain magic weapons, the residual magic weapons that were previously dumped in the Silver Mist Sea like garbage will directly rise. The price of the sea treasure will also rise sharply.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the capital to do business. Otherwise, say hello to his master's wife and the others, maybe he could make more money in the embroidery workshop. But he soon burst into laughter. He didn't know whether he could go out alive, and he wanted to make money.

It is more practical to increase the Dragon Ridge Fire, and increase the power by one point. The hope of survival will be one point. It can be seen that the Dragon Ridge Fire is far from the limit of improvement. This also means that only more blood crystals are needed, and the power of the Dragon Ridge Fire can continue to increase.

Ai Hui calmed down.

Xianyue is already quite skilled, and the more difficult thing is to use Beidou to operate.

The seven palaces in the body vibrated at the same time, and seven Yuan powers flowed out from the seven palaces. Ai Hui was about to let them merge.

At this moment, without any warning, the sword fetus in the middle of the eyebrows suddenly shook.

An indescribable feeling was spread throughout Ai Hui's body, cold, from head to toe, filled with a sense of coldness. Joy and excitement disappeared, Ai Hui was immersed in an unprecedented calm state. Even the dragon spine fire in his hand was as cold as ice, but it was like a part of his body.

Ai Huixin felt something, twisted her neck and looked over the wall.

There was nothing there, but he "sees" a fog-like existence.

He didn't know what it was, and could feel its hostility.

The flow of the energy in the body is more round and free. Originally, Ai Hui needed to be distracted and controlled, but now everything is extremely natural and smooth.

The dragon spine fire drew a beautiful trajectory in the air. At this time, Ai Hui seemed to have changed his person in Shi Xueman and the others' eyes.

He just waved the sword in his hand, but every movement was so coordinated and full of beauty, with a casual and calm manner.

Shi Xueman's eyes lit up, remembering the first time she saw Ai Hui's swordsmanship. She just thought it was good at that time, but now Ai Hui is becoming more and more master-like.

Only by witnessing his changes little by little can we deeply understand how terrible Ai Hui is.

What was even more shocked was Duanmu dusk. Whenever he was proud of his progress, Ai Hui would give him a blow. He thought he had made progress quickly enough, and Ai Hui's progress was faster.

Looking at Ai Hui, who showed a powerful aura all over his body, Duanmu couldn't help but clench his fists.

Have you grown to this point?

It's so good! It's so exciting!

Having a strong opponent like you is my greatest luck in Duanmu Dusk. I won’t let you wait in front of you for too long!

Duanmu felt the blood in his body boiling at dungeon, and his unprecedented fighting spirit was like a burning flame, which stimulated his body to tremble slightly.

Ai Hui, who was strolling in the garden, suddenly moved.

The dragon spine fire in my hand drew a crescent moon like a string.

The crescent moon sword light flashed in the air, extremely fast.

When Ai Hui looked at him, Yan Hai was shocked. He knew that he had been revealed! He had no time to think about why Ai Hui could show himself, and turned around and fled.

Before he could move, a dazzling light rose and a strong fear filled his body and mind. The little ghost turned around and wanted to escape without control. He knew that this was the little ghost's most instinctive fear, as if there was something in the light that it was very afraid of.

A crescent moon came through the sky.

He was so fast that there was only a flash of light in his vision, and then he felt something pass through his body.

Immediately afterwards, a numb feeling spread across his body.

He lowered his head and saw that there was a hole in his chest. The edge of the hole was shining with bright light, like a dark fire burning on paper, constantly burning forward.

That's lightning?

Yan Hai stared blankly at the silver light, constantly expanding and spreading.

He now understands why the little ghosts are so scared. In the era of cultivation, the existence of corpses and ghosts is most afraid of thunder. Thunder and lightning are regarded as one of the most masculine forces in the world, and are natural enemies such as ghosts.

But why is there lightning?

There is no lightning in the Five Elements Heaven, gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The only thing that is related to lightning is water cultivation. The clouds and mist of water cultivation can produce lightning. The lightning between heaven and earth is the function of clouds. The violent and devastating power of lightning has entered people's vision very early. I don't know how many water cultivations have tried to create lightning. But so far, the lightning of water cultivation has not been used in battle.

The thunder and lightning in the world of cultivation are completely different. They have a special term called Thunder Gang. There are many types of Thunder Gang, and blood refining also has Thunder Gang, such as Red Blood Divine Thunder.

However, the world of cultivation has long gone, and people today can no longer imagine what the so-called Lei Gang is.

No, it’s not lightning, it’s thunder!

For some reason, this idea came to Yan Hai's mind and could never be eliminated.

He stared at the dragon spine fire in Ai Hui's hand. When he saw the crystal on the sword, he realized that it was Haibao!

But how did Ai Hui activate Haibao? Shouldn’t he use the Blood Crystal?

The heart-wrenching pain made Yan Hai retreat from the little ghost's body. The tiny lightning continued to erode the little ghost's body. The little ghost was like a piece of paper, burning out by dark flames.

Yan Hai opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turning a little pale.

The soul-summoning banner in front of him was spontaneously burned without fire. Before he could extinguish it, the soul-summoning banner was burned to ashes, and even the poles made of bones were burned to ashes.

Yan Hai looked deep in the alley with resentment and turned around and left.

I suffered heavy losses tonight, and my only sword treasure was damaged, and I was injured. It was no longer as easy to heal my mind and mind damage.

He disappeared into the night like a wounded wolf.

At the Bingfeng Dojo, everyone was very excited to discuss how amazing Ai Hui's sword was just now.

The sword fetus between Ai Hui's eyebrows fell into a deep sleep again, and Ai Hui escaped from that absolutely cold state. He was wondering what he was just now? Why did the sword fetus react so much? Does the sword fetus feel dangerous?

Ai Hui was uneasy. He thought of the blood of God at the first time, and the old prisoner. Could it be that the blood of God appeared?

This is not a good thing

(To be continued.)
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