In the narrow cave, the light was dim. A strong young man with a strong body was motionless. He held the hilt of the blood knife on the stone platform in his left hand, and his entire left arm was covered with strange blood-colored patterns.
The rest of his body emitted a wave of white light, especially the string of beads on his right wrist, which was even more dazzling.
Suddenly, the blood mist surrounding the blood knife churned violently, and then through the hilt of the knife, it surged to the boy's left hand. The power of the blood-colored lines rose sharply and instantly spread across his shoulders.
Zhuo Tianzhao felt that his whole left hand was burning, and the blood in his body boiled, and he felt like he was about to be evaporated.
However, just as I passed the blood-colored pattern on my left shoulder and wanted to continue to go deeper, the starry night ring was bright, and a milky white energy that was purer than the blood mist surged out, stopping the spread of the blood-colored pattern.
"Second brother, you have been sealed for thousands of years and cannot absorb energy to replenish yourself. Now you are in a period of weakness, so how can you be my opponent?" Xingye smiled.
"Hmph! Even if your energy is thousands or tens of times higher than mine now, at most you can only save this kid from being backfired by my blood-colored illusion. It would be a dream to force me to contract!" Hearing Xingye's words, the remaining blood was a dream!
He also sneered.
"This may be!" Xingye smiled and then shouted at Zhuo Tianzhao, "Stupid brat, why are you still being stunned? Bleed blood quickly!"
Although Zhuo Tianzhao's left hand was occupied by blood-colored lines and lost control, the rest of his body could still move. He heard Xingye's roar and then realized that he grabbed the blade with his right hand and slashed it gently. His palm suddenly became clear.
A long hole was cut by the blade, and the blood mixed into the blood mist, making the blood mist a little more intense.
"If you don't go in heaven, you don't go, if you don't have a way in hell, you'll just come in! I haven't tasted the taste of blood for a long time, so I must suck him enough today!"
The remaining blood laughed wildly when he saw Zhuo Tianzhao's actions. A crazy suction came from the blade. Zhuo Tianzhao only felt the blood in his body flowing from the broken mouth of his palm like a tide. The excessive blood loss made his face pale.
Incomparable, even his head was a little shaking.
"Haha, second brother, aren't you afraid of being able to hold on?" Xingye chuckled.
"Huh?" Xingye's reaction made the blood a little uneasy. After a moment, the blood mist vibrated violently, and the blood-colored lines on Zhuo Tianzhao's left hand began to fade into a strange way.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with his blood?" the remaining blood shouted in dismay.
"Second brother, I told you to suck less. Is the divine bloodline so easy to absorb?" Xingye chuckled, "Okay, Second brother, it's almost over, right? I'm also afraid that you will be lonely and want to let you out with me.
Just accompany me, don’t blame me for my little sister!”
After Xingye said that, the milky white energy, which was originally defensive, suddenly began to counterattack. While slowing down the resistance through Zhuo Tianzhao's body, it pressed back to the magic knife through Zhuo Tianzhao's right hand.
pack.
The milky white energy kept squeezing the blood mist lingering on the blade, slowly pressing it back into the magic knife. The remaining blood naturally would not let Xingye succeed easily. He controlled the blood mist and made the final resistance, but he absorbed Zhuo.
Tian Zhao had too much blood, and his sense of resistance had weakened. In addition, Xingye's energy was more than twice as thick as the residual blood. In the end, he could only watch the blood mist was pressed back into his body in a slight amount of time.
"No!" The reserve blood roared unwillingly.
bite!
When the last wisp of blood mist was pressed back into the bloodthirsty demon sword, Zhuo Tianzhao's heart trembled suddenly, and a red light appeared near Zhuo Tianzhao's heart and wandered around, looking particularly friendly. Zhuo Tianzhao found himself and the bloodthirsty demon.
There was a feeling of blood connection between the swords.
"Has it been successful?" He slowly let out a breath of turbid air. The danger just now still made Zhuo Tianzhao sweat in a cold sweat, especially the terrifying illusion that almost made him lose his spirit.
"Success!" Xingye smiled and said, "Pull it out! From now on, you will be my second brother's master!"
Nodding, Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't wait to pull out the bloodthirsty demon sword from the stone Taichung, and as the demon sword left the stone Taichung, the invisible energy that originally sealed the demon sword also subsided like snow.
Zhuo Tianzhao looked at the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword obsessed with her fingers, gently stroking the smooth blood-red blade body, and she couldn't let go of her love.
"Hey, I said, boy, have you touched enough? A big man, are you disgusting? Touching, I feel goose bumps!" Suddenly, a voice full of resentment rang out of the blade.
"..." Zhuo Tianzhao sweated violently.
"I said second brother, he can be your master now. What's wrong with touching you? Why are you so fierce? Don't scare him!" Xingye stood up for Zhuo Tianzhao.
"You girl, I haven't even talked about you yet, but I'm even planning!" Canxue felt extremely unhappy at this moment.
"Second brother, you don't know that when we became the soul of the weapon, the friendship between our 108 brothers and sisters was gone. We can only be loyal to our masters in our lives. Maybe one day, we will still refer to it.
Maybe he will be killed with other brothers!" Xingye sighed softly, with indescribable sorrow.
"..." After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "If you kill each other, you will kill each other. Anyway, my popularity has always been bad. Many people dared not speak out about me before, but this time I became
I believe that next time I encounter it, I may vent the resentment I have suffered before back to me!”
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, Tianzhao, I said you shouldn't find a piece of clothing to block it?" Xingye obviously didn't want to get involved in this issue, so he simply changed the subject and spat.
"..." Zhuo Tianzhao's face turned red when he heard this, and then he realized that he was naked. However, even so, he was not in a hurry to cover his shy parts. Anyway, he had already been seen.
It doesn’t matter if you look at it for a while. Besides, you will be seen by yourself in the future. I don’t know how many more times you will be seen.
"Go and take off the old boy's black robe and wear it. That's the dragon skin that was pulled off from the black dragon of the god-level soul beast. It not only has strong flexibility and defense, but also can greatly weaken the opponent's attack. With it,
Generally, soul skills attacks below the king level can basically not hurt you at all. I don’t know where this old guy got this good thing!" said the survivor.
Zhuo Tianzhao nodded, came to the skeleton, said something offended, and directly stripped off the black robe. Without the support of the black robe, the skeleton fragments scattered all over the floor.
The black robe is quite soft and smooth, and it is very comfortable to wear, and it fits just right, as if it was tailor-made for Zhuo Tianzhao. The black robe looks full of mystery and has to be worn together with Zhuo Tianzhao's sharp and deep eyes.
It is said that the bloodthirsty demon sword contracted has side effects, that is, the blood-red hair did not disappear as the blood-red lines faded.
No one expected that in the near future, the black robe, red hair and blood sword would become a symbol of Zhuo Tianzhao's identity!