Groups of bright red light spread out from the Blood Halberd. The blood light gradually turned from light to thick, and was trying to condense into a human form.
Zheng Haotian didn't dare to neglect, he immediately lightly swiped his wrist, and a wisp of blood shot out immediately, and shot into it at the moment when this human form was about to condense.
Suddenly, the figure began to shake violently. It seemed to be greedily sucking the blood essence and wanted to use the power within it as its own.
However, at the next moment, Zheng Haotian's spiritual thoughts also spread over at the same time, and followed this trace of blood essence into the blood mass.
"The soul of the weapon, bear my brand..."
An earth-shattering sound rumbled out, shaking the mass of blood to the point of shattering.
If this figure has already taken shape, Zheng Haotian's seventh-level spiritual power will naturally be unable to shake it. But at this time, it is in the process of condensing. Not only is its strength at its weakest, but more importantly, it has not yet condensed into a human form.
His intelligence has not yet been developed, so he is just a high-level puppet.
Although the soul spirit naturally rejects the spiritual imprint of others, in this case, the instinct of survival outweighs everything else.
Regardless of any creature, when faced with the choice of survival or becoming a slave, the vast majority will choose the latter.
The same is obviously true for this bloody halberd spirit that has not yet been born with sanity.
Zheng Haotian's spiritual thoughts wandered around in the human form, deeply engraving his spiritual imprint on it. From then on, this magic weapon truly became his exclusive magic weapon. Unless he erased the imprint on his own.
Unless he died accidentally, other people could only destroy the divine weapon, but they could not control it.
Just like in the past, after he captured the trapped dragon cable, he could only refine the spirit of the weapon and the trapped dragon cable body separately.
Such a powerful pseudo-magic weapon has long been imprinted mentally by Yan Leiming. It is simply wishful thinking to use his strength to control it.
Of course, this is also because his cultivation level is too poor. If Zheng Haotian himself already has the cultivation level of a strong spiritual body, then the situation cannot be generalized.
A strong spiritual person has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and has infinite means, which are far beyond the ability of ordinary practitioners.
Slowly withdrawing his mental thoughts, Zheng Haotian secretly thought he was lucky.
It's really bad luck for these demons to come here.
You must know that they are all genuine tenth-level demons, and each of them has the strength to compete with the strongest humans of the same level.
However, the demons who initially attacked An An encountered Zheng Haotian when he merged with An An. The world of light and darkness released by Zheng Haotian at that time was not just his own power, but combined with An An's tenth level peak power, and
Absorbed enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
That level of power is almost no less than that of a true spiritual powerhouse.
When a strong spiritual person faces a tenth-level cultivator, he naturally has the absolute upper hand and advantage.
Therefore, all the tenth-level demons who entered the world of light and darkness were seriously injured in an instant, and their abilities were weakened to the extreme. Only then could they be swallowed up so easily by the dark magic weapon Yuanbo and the tenth-level mutated demons.
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And this demon that has taken over the monster's body and is devouring its soul is also suffering from bad luck.
The Bloody Halberd, a magical weapon, definitely has a great origin, and it is at the critical point of promotion. It just needs a powerful demon or soul to serve as a stepping stone for it to condense the spirit of the weapon.
This demon is enjoying the soul of the tenth-level monster and is in a state of extreme joy. While absorbing this powerful soul, it has also undergone subtle changes, and it seems that it has the possibility of being promoted to the Demon King.
In this process, it is also in its weakest state.
But at this moment, the Blood Light Halberd came here through the blood sensor, and was wrapped in endless blood, swallowing up all the demons and their souls that had not yet been fully digested.
If not for this, the Blood Light Halberd would not be able to swallow up and digest the tenth-level demon so easily.
At this time, the blood on the bloody halberd surged, desperately trying to condense the human form. This was an instinct of the divine soldiers, and they also wanted to advance to a higher level.
However, no matter how hard it tried, it seemed to be just a little short of success, stuck at the last moment and unable to succeed.
Zheng Haotian pondered for a moment and said, "That's fine, let me help you again."
His body swayed slightly, and he jumped high. His body suddenly changed in mid-air, and a pair of huge wings sprouted from his armpits.
The wings flapped slightly, and Zheng Haotian, who had transformed into a roc, brought up a gust of wind, and in an instant he disappeared into the distance on the horizon.
The speed of the roc gradually comes into play as the level increases.
Although he had just advanced to the next level at this time, without using any secret method to accelerate, he was already more than a step faster than the limit speed of the seventh level.
If he had already possessed this kind of speed when he first met An An, then An An would definitely be beyond his reach and it would be impossible to catch up.
The roc soared in the sky, but it carefully avoided the endless wind at high altitudes.
A moment later, Zheng Haotian had already discovered his target.
"Hey..."
The roc bird made a long cry and turned into a beam of light and rushed down.
Below, a tenth-level monster looked up angrily at the swooping roc.
Although the Dapeng bird is one of the twenty-four saints of monsters and monsters, and its aura is far more powerful than that of monsters of the same level, it is only of the eighth level after all, and the monster he faced was a strong one of the tenth level.
But it swooped down with such a fierce attitude, which naturally aroused the opponent's anger.
This was a tall, elephant-like monster. It opened its huge mouth, and a huge blast of freezing air spurted out. The powerful cold air seemed to be able to freeze even miles around.
The body of the roc paused slightly in mid-air, and then a dark color filled the air.
A round bowl suddenly appeared on the top of the roc's head, and the dense black air completely enveloped the roc's body.
This black air has strong defensive power. Once it diffuses out, the surrounding freezing air will immediately disintegrate and no longer exist.
The monster's expression suddenly became solemn. As a tenth-level powerhouse, it could certainly sense how terrifying the power released by this round bowl was.
"The soul of the weapon, go..."
A sharp shout suddenly sounded, and then countless black light cords shot out from the round bowl. These light cords spread down like lightning and entangled fiercely around the monster beast.
If it were a tenth-level human being, he would have used various means to avoid it.
However, this tenth-level demonic beast has thick skin and rough flesh. It has strong confidence in its body, so it does not hide or avoid it, but allows the black light cord to wrap around the surface of its body, and opens its huge mouth, towards
The roc bird in the black package bit into it.
This is the way of fighting between monsters and beasts. They rely on their powerful bodies to fight to the death with human magic weapons. However, most of the time, human magic weapons may not be able to defeat the monster beasts.
An extremely powerful body.
However, the magic weapon in Zheng Haotian's hands at this time was obviously different.
This is no longer a treasure, but a pseudo-magic weapon that has been promoted to a higher level and is almost comparable to a half-spiritual powerhouse.
Those black light cords suddenly tightened, and the powerful dark power entangled and superimposed in circles, locking the huge body of the monster forcibly, preventing it from rising into the sky.
The monster beast let out an extremely frightened and angry roar, and breathed out an even colder breath. Then it struggled desperately.
The strength of the tenth-level monster was clearly visible at this moment, and the black light cord tied to its body actually became faintly loose.
However, at this moment, its vision blurred, and the light cord on its body had disappeared. But it seemed as if it had arrived in a completely unfamiliar and empty place.
Here, it seems to be a dead and silent world. Even though it is running wildly, it can't find the way out at all.
It looked up to the sky and roared, its voice full of fear.
However, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky and illuminated its body.
In an instant, all the functions of its body stopped at this moment, as if there was a magic power that imprisoned every inch of its skin and even every bit of demonic power.
And just when its huge mouth opened wide, a red light of evil energy flew directly down and pierced into its body from its mouth.
The monster's roar became louder and shriller, but its body quickly began to wither, and in just one stick of incense, it shrank by more than half.
Since the Blood Light Halberd penetrated deep into the vital parts of its body, it naturally began to suck the essence and blood without any scruples.
No matter how powerful this monster is, it is already helpless at this time.
Zheng Haotian waved his hand, and the nightmare and the round bowl were recovered at the same time, floating in mid-air.
The power of the round bowl is extremely powerful, restraining the monsters and fighting them, while the nightmares take advantage of the situation and confuse them with incredible illusions. Finally, the light of the divine eye is blocked, and the bloody halberd is allowed to enjoy the flesh and blood.
This series of combinations struck down like thunder, killing a tenth-level monster on the spot.
Zheng Haotian let out a long sigh. He looked at the dead monster and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
When he first met An An, he had no choice but to run for his life.
But now, not only has he been promoted to the eighth level of demon refining warrior, but he has also obtained the divine eye inheritance of Tianpeng and Fishman tribes. Coupled with the help of the dark pseudo-magic weapon Round Bowl and Nightmare, his strength has finally been obtained.
After earth-shaking changes, even powerful creatures like tenth-level monsters can now be killed independently.
"Pa..."
A streak of blood light shot up into the sky, and the blood light halberd floated in the void. The rich blood color had successfully condensed into a small figure.
Zheng Haotian smiled happily and glanced at the round bowl and the bloody halberd.
"In the future, your name will be a chain of darkness."