Even though the white ape was dissatisfied with the warmth of the hearing, or even hate, at this time, when I heard that the fantasy son was too lazy to mention his daughter, he was a gift of his daughter as a gift.
Differential coming.
But after all, there are people who seeks people, and it ’s hard to say anything to smell the white ape, but it’ s just a deepening layer.
Instead of investing in the enemy, is this a little too much? "
"It seems that the predecessors have long been stationed in Nanmao and Beiyi for a long time, responsible for controlling, penetrating the human ethnic forces.
The fantasy son laughed.
Later, the fantasy son appeared, saying: "When my pulse first set up this rule, many people were also puzzled. Until now, I don't know how many people mocked my fantasy king."
"In fact, the self -pulse ancestors set this rule, and the assassination of the passage of the pulse has almost never lost their hands.
It is my pulse, but who has experienced failure, every combat power has reached the pinnacle of the same realm! "
"So ... the city owner still thinks, is this the enemy? For him, he also has to have this blessing and live for a long time. Otherwise, wouldn't anyone find my pulse and kill himself? I
Is the pulse like a wealthy boy? "
After hearing that the white apes listened to these words, they couldn't help but tremble, and they thought of some Xin Mi, and secretly felt that they thought too simple.
Indeed, can once be the one that can become the top prince, and is it so brainless?
The rules are there, and if you want to bid, please assassinate himself to obtain unlimited resources, yes!
As long as you can live again and again, a peerless assassination!
But the fact is that only five ten thousand people can live a second assassination!
How much is the ultimate survival? I am afraid that it does not exceed the number of ten fingers. This is the total accumulation of tens of thousands of years. From before, how many people are assassinations of the fantasy king?
How much is the ultimate top -level person?
However, no more than ten can survive!
"Then ... the next time the fantasy son was assassinated, when will it be done?"
Wen Renbai ape tried to ask.
"Determine at will, we don't know when to assassinate, just look at the timing, maybe it will start tomorrow, maybe there is no chance for several years. If he has shrunk in the merit for a hundred years, there is no way for the younger generations.
Holding, not a life. "
The fantasy son seemed to be a smile, joking, no matter who the other party was, the Magic King did not say the habit of assassination time.
"In this case, the city owner is waiting for the fantasy son."
There is no way to hear the white ape, so I can only say that.
Nympho
Time is like shuttle, fleeting in a blink of an eye.
The fantasy son never found the opportunity to continue to assassinate Ye Mo, because Ye Mo did not even leave the mountain peaks arranged to him, and the ban on the system did not withdraw it. Where can he have a chance?
In this regard, the fantasy son is very quiet, not anxious at all.
It was annoyed by hearing that the white ape was bored. In the past year, he was wrapped up by his son -in -law's son and begging himself to marry a daughter.
The fans are extinguished.
In this year, Ye Mo has never taken a step step in the main hall of repair, reassuring the injury, and restoring his vitality.
During this period, Huangfu Qiuyu and Nan Mo people kept sending Lingcai Danxiao to nourish the wounds. Although there were a lot of pivotal medicines in Ling Dan, but Ye Mo's injury was too old, and only slowly recovered.
When Ye Mo was nourishing, the monster spirit required by the remaining five flying swords was also collected by the Nan Mo and Huangfu Qiuyu.
Originally, Ye Mo's little god has three handles, namely the excessive Young Yuan sword, the golden eye water spirit sword, the Qing Xuanyu Yujian, and the demon spirit and the demon soul comes from the dry Warcraft, the golden eye water ape and the blue cymbal.
The five flying swords that were subsequently completed were called Dragon Blood Zen Sword, Suzaku Phoenix Sword, Vientiane Emperor Sword, Liuli Snow Sword, Purple Qi Ling Lei Sword, the demon spirit comes from the devil of the dragon blood bodhisattva tree
Eight -series flying swords, eight small gods flying swords, no demon spirit with a flying sword, the demon soul is poor. As a result, it naturally makes Ye Mo feel satisfied.
Strong and happy.
After about two months, Ye Mo finally hurt the customs.
However, even so, Ye Mo did not leave the mountain peak, but continued to practice hard on the peak. At the same time, he began to prepare to take the vein spirit solution for the eight -armed magic ape.
After another month of preparation, Ye Mo and the Eight -armed Demon Apes were ready. Then, Ye Mo controlled the French formation of the entire mountain peak, closed the entire mountain peak, closed the door closed the door, and refused to see anyone.
Closing the restraint.
Ye Mo and the eight -armed apes were sitting, and spent a lot of time, the eight -armed magic apes reluctantly calmed down, and at this time, Ye Mo also opened his eyes and flashed in his eyes.
Fine light.
As soon as he turned his hands, Ye Mo flickered in his hand, and a small glazed bottle appeared. The bottle was equipped with a golden liquid, which was extremely sticky.
"Blood pulse transformation is extremely dangerous, either blood veins are transformed, blood pulses return to the ancestors, you become the nine -changing ape, or the transformation fails, the blood pulse is greatly damaged, there is no possibility of improvement in your life, and it will even fall directly because of the blood vein withering.
... you think about it carefully, a lot of time, take it slowly. "
In order to make the eight -armed magic ape transformed, Ye Mo also worked hard. After the injury, Ye Mo immediately came into contact with the information of blood transformation. It has the basis of "Blood Demon Gong".
Knowing the blood veins is extremely deep, naturally you need to make it clear to the eight -armed magic apes.
In fact, Ye Mo's confidence is not great, because whether blood can be transformed and awakening, it is not what he can decide at all.
The eight -rangal ape seemed to have something to do, and only silent, and said, "Don't think about it, I also want to experience it.
Seeing the firmness of the eight -armed magic apes, Ye Mo stopped saying more, raised the transformer spiritual liquid in his hands, and signaled the eight -armed magic ape to drink.
"Guru Guru ..."
After receiving the pulse spiritual solution, the eight -armed apes did not hesitate, and swallowed the neck.
Seeing this, Ye Mo's expression was solemn, with a handful of tricks, and thinking about spells in his mouth, the other hand gently shot a storage bag, a piece of light flashed, and there was a bottle of elixir on the ground.
Lingcai.
After a while, Ye Mo double -handed eleven shots, opened his mouth and drank: "Hundreds of millions of beings, all beings in all worlds, the origin of the origin, the origin of the blood, the inheritance of the ancestral blood, the pulse returns to the ancestor, and the pulse!"
The words did not fall, Ye Mo's palm burst into layers of blood light. Soon, this blood light was suppressed by Ye Mo, turned into a strange mysterious rune, and then slapped it in front of the eight -armed ape.
"Back. Ancestor Dafa!"
Ye Mo drank lightly again, pressed on the palm in front of the eight -armed ape, and the blood light gradually converged, and then turned into golden light.
It is generally out.
Although these golden light spreads, it is not completely covered, but it is winding and distorted, and it gradually forms an endless rune that is raised on the French rune.
At the same time, the small abdomen of the eight -armed magic ape also blooms, and it is like a boiling water.
At the beginning, this blood light was only rolling in the abdomen, and shortly afterwards, it began to extend to hundreds of veins of the limbs. The countless blood vessels in the eight -arms monopoly were light like lighting, and they were gradually lit.
Then, then
Ye Mo has slowly closed at this point, and no longer moves, watching the eight -armed magic apes quietly.
At this moment, the entire eight -armed ape was wrapped in the light of the large golden red intertwined, and it seemed to bear great pain. The expression was extremely embarrassed. A bite of steel teeth was bitten and sweaty.
However, before this sweat was dripping, it was burned directly by the hot body.
"Boom ... Wow ..."
Gradually, the roar of the Yangtze River fluttered in the body of the eight -armed apes, such as the twilight of the morning bell, deafening, really like countless rivers flowing in its body.
I don't know how long, the eight -armed magic apes roared suddenly, a pair of beast pupils instantly shrunk into the size of the needle, and the "wow" tension sprayed a bite of blood.
Large hot beast blood sprayed out.
At this time, the vitality of the eight -armed magic ape was also weaker, and the pupils were extremely red.
Seeing this scene, Ye Mo was decapitated, and a elixir was taken out of the eight -armed magic apes from the dan bottle, and then a spiritual material was then solemnly: "The high monster people need to return to the ancestors first to the second bloodline.
For quenching, the middle demon clan needs three, four times, and the low -waiting monster clan needs six times. You ... your ancestor is the Nine -changing god ape. There is never such an example, so how many times it takes, I don’t know
Hope you can support it. "
"The bottle is clearing the heart but evil Dan, which is extremely effective for the demon. These spiritual materials are all elixir for qi and blood. After each quenching, you take it again ... take care."
After speaking, Ye Mo glanced at the eight -armed magic ape, and saw it blood red, blurred flesh, wrapped by Jin Guang and blood light, and the meridians of the meridians rose, like a dragon distorted, a pair of eyes were red like red, and the eyes were blood red as red as red.
Dyeing blood, no feelings, blank,
Seeing this, Ye Mo stopped saying more, he was long, and left the retreat.
After walking out of the retreat, Ye Mo did not leave, but stayed outside, waiting for the bloodline of the eight -armed magic ape to change.
In a blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed.
The ban on the entire mountain peak was under the control of Ye Mo, and the changes in the retreat in the restraint. Ye Mo knew his chest and suddenly felt the subtle changes in it.
Open the ban on the prohibition method and step into it.
After walking through the deep tunnel and came to the static room, Ye Mo couldn't help but be shocked by the blood residue condensed by the blood on the ground.
However, this is also a must. Blood returning ancestors not only need to transform the pulse spiritual fluid, but also the pulse spiritual fluid is more born, changing its bloodline essence.
On this basis, it is also necessary to continuously let go of low -quality waste blood, condense more pure sperm blood, rely on turning pulse spiritual fluid to transform blood veins, so that it continues to make blood, quench blood, improve quality, and finally change the essence of blood veins.
Right now, Ye Mo doesn't know if it is successful.
"Demon Ape?"
Ye Mo screamed, and at the same time, he carefully approached the eight -armed magic ape.
When I came to the eight -arm magic ape, Ye Mo saw that the eight -armed magic ape was still blank, but it was vibrant and did not fall.
"wake up!"
Suddenly, Ye Mo drank.
At this loud drink, the eight -armed magic ape finally woke up slowly, and the light -free eyes reappeared.
"How about it?"
Ye Mo asked, but when he saw the eight -armed magic ape still reacted, he grabbed his arm and entered it. Then, he showed an unsightly manner on the face and relieved.
"Owner……"
At this time, the eight -armed magic ape suddenly sounded.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Moqi said strangely, shouldn't the blood back return to the ancestor, shouldn't he be happy?
"I seem to have almost returned to the memories of the past, but many of them are very vague and can't remember."
The eight -armed magic apes are dew, and seem to be thinking about vague memories.
"Just return to the ancestor of the blood, what do you want to do so much, do you remember who you are?"
Ye Mo is now relaxed and asked with a smile.
"It seems that it is a human race, surname Yin, and I do n’t know. Now I have successfully returned to my ancestors. I am no longer an eight -armed magic ape. I also realize that the magical power imprinted in the origin of the blood — the magic ape nine changes.
"
The eight -rangal apes didn't think too much. The eight arms flickered, and they even synthesized the two arms. The dark and messy hair gradually faded, but it became golden. It looks prestigious and domineering.