Chapter 673 The mystery of the blood-drinking sword!
Chapter 673: The Mystery of the Blood-Drinking Sword
Qin Li gradually became able to match the many techniques Hu Yanbo performed with the inheritance he had received from Hu Yanbo in his mind, but it wasn't until he saw Hu Yanbo perform it with his own eyes that Qin Li understood that this... was the real alchemy.
Anyone who achieves perfection in any thing will be amazed. Qin Li dare not say whether Hu Yanbo's alchemy has reached the ultimate level of alchemy, but deep down in his heart, he is filled with admiration.
The treasure seal, the treasure inkstone, the treasure long sword, the treasure Dragon Head Sword, the treasure Panlong Emperor Sword, all were stripped out under Hu Yanbo's millions of handprints in that instant.
They all condensed in mid-air, and in the middle was a slender dark red sword, which was the blood-drinking sword.
The five treasures revolved around the blood-drinking sword. In the end, even Qin Li could only see a shadow.
Only the dark red blood-drinking sword was frozen in mid-air, motionless.
At this time, Qin Li was no longer in admiration, but was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and his mind almost went blank. What he had refined together with powerful means was actually torn apart like this?
Fortunately, I still thought that my alchemy skills were already in the hall. Fortunately, I didn't say it out loud. Otherwise, I would have made people laugh, and my teacher Hu Yanbo would have looked down upon me.
Huyanbo's handprints are endless, various lotus seals, peony seals, hibiscus seals, mountain seals, river seals, great lake seals, great river seals, sea seals... all kinds of causal opportunities are produced, and the breath of the great road is constantly emitted.
This aura of great avenues constantly impacted Qin Li's sea of spiritual consciousness, and quickly merged with Qin Li's sea of spiritual consciousness, making Qin Li understand a lot about various natural ways of heaven at this moment.
Hu Yanbo seemed to see the doubts in Qin Li's heart. He kept moving his hands and explained: "These countless kinds of handprints cannot separate these treasures from the blood-drinking sword. What you see being peeled off is
When you were refining the origins of these treasures, your thinking was correct, but because you knew too little about alchemy, you couldn't really refine them together. It seemed like they were blood-drinking swords.
The bloodline temporarily suppressed the other five treasures, but in fact, these treasures are not really integrated together. You only know their shape, but not their spirit, so you think you have refined it into a peerless sword.
, But in fact, when you encounter a powerful person holding a holy weapon, the greatest possibility of your peerless sword is to fall apart and fall apart. By then, if you regret it, it will be too late."
"Thank you teacher for your guidance," Qin Li said sincerely.
Hu Yanbo stopped talking, and the millions of handprints were getting faster and faster. Suddenly, an unwilling aura of the emperor suddenly burst out, filling the space for hundreds of miles. This aura of the emperor continued to impact the surroundings.
The space, the sea under the cliff, began to roar angrily, huge waves surged up, one wave higher than the other.
Panlong Tianzi Sword seemed to know the fate it was about to face. It exuded the aura of the emperor crazily, trying to break free from Hu Yanbo's control, and wanted to break through the air, but was firmly controlled by Hu Yanbo. Panlong
The Emperor's Sword made a sharp roar, and the endless killing intent was mixed with the emperor's aura. This was the domineering aura belonging to the Wutian Emperor, who wanted to suppress Hu Yanbo in turn.
Hu Yanbo suddenly let out a sneer, danced his arms, and formed a statue of an ancient god. The statue was one foot tall, holding a huge halberd, with eyes like lightning. When he waved the halberd, his movements were very mechanical.
But it was extremely swift and slashed hard at the overbearing emperor's aura. Without a sound, the emperor's aura was shattered into pieces by the blow of this ancient statue.
"Scatter" Hu Yanbo let out a soft drink, and saw that the Panlong Emperor Sword immediately fell into pieces, leaving only a golden, transparent small sword the size of a finger, which was actually composed entirely of the emperor's breath.
The small sword exuded endless murderous intent, shot out a golden light, and suddenly slashed at Hu Yanbo's head. This power actually cut a crack in the space, and it was extremely powerful.
You must know that this space is formed by the condensed sea of spiritual consciousness of Hu Yanbo, and the original power of the Panlong Tianzi Sword can actually cut a crack in this space. The power is so amazing that it makes people stunned.
Hu Yanbo's eyes were focused, and he shot out two rays of divine light, which immediately stopped the sword light that cut through the space, and said coldly: "A pearl of rice dares to compete with the sun and the moon."
The golden sword let out a cry, and quickly burrowed into the blood-drinking sword in the middle. On the blade of the blood-drinking sword, a burst of red light flashed, instantly emitting a light that was ten times stronger than the sun, and the golden sword was completely destroyed.
Swallow it hesitantly
Immediately, an awe-inspiring royal aura erupted from the blood-drinking sword, accompanied by a murderous aura that soared to the sky.
Hu Yanbo kept doing his hand seals, and then injected the original energy of the treasure seal and inkstone directly into the body of the blood-drinking sword. These two treasures were refined by him, so naturally there would be no sense of resistance.
After the blood-drinking sword was integrated into the treasure seal and the treasure inkstone, it once again exuded the aura of ancient sages, just like the extremely glorious Zhongzhou civilization in the ancient times. Those great masters from hundreds of schools of thought, their bodies
The scent of a saint is so strong that it is almost solid
This sage's energy alone is enough to derive countless powerful spells
Qin Li watched this scene intently. His admiration for Hu Yanbo could no longer be expressed in words. It was so powerful. A treasure that was originally insignificant could actually be used in his hands.
A strong breath comes
Qin Li also realized a truth from this: treasures are dead, and the key depends on who is using the treasure. The power exerted by the same thing in his own hands and in Hu Yanbo's hands was unexpectedly...
So much difference
The remaining two treasures, one treasure long sword and one treasure dragon head sword, under Hu Yanbo's suppression, all of them integrated their original power into the blood-drinking sword without any suspense.
The blood-drinking sword once again erupted with a thick sword energy and a trace of extremely subtle dragon energy.
This trace of dragon aura carries with it the flavor of looking down upon the world. This is also the trace of dragon aura that is naturally formed by the accumulation and precipitation of the Dragon Head Sword over countless years.
Qin Li has never seen a real dragon, so he doesn't know what the aura of a real dragon is like, but the dragon aura emanating from the origin of the Dragon Head Sword is full of a huge sense of oppression.
At this moment, the appearance of the blood-drinking sword has not changed at all. The blade is slender, two and a half fingers wide, and about three feet and three long. It is dark red and radiant, like a long bloody dragon, winding on it.
Hu Yanbo took a deep breath at this time, opened his eyes, and shot two divine lights towards the blood-drinking sword, hoping to carve some more formations on it to make this treasure more powerful.
But Hu Yanbo was stunned. What he didn't expect was that he, the great master of alchemy and a powerful earthly immortal, could not leave any traces on the blood-drinking sword.
"This... this is impossible," Hu Yanbo said in a loss of voice, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. He stared blankly at the blood-drinking sword frozen in mid-air. Then, the divine light in Hu Yanbo's eyes became brighter.
The light is more dazzling than the sun, and unwillingness to admit defeat is the common characteristic of every person who can stand in a high position.
But this time, Hu Yanbo was destined to fail. The blood-drinking sword remained motionless, and its dark red smooth appearance showed no reaction at all. Then, Hu Yanbo opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, while at the same time his eyes shot out two extremely horrifying arrows.
Light, the figure exploded backwards
Affected by Hu Yanbo's injury, a terrifying hurricane set off across the sea, as if it was going to tear everything in the world into pieces.
Qin Li was also surprised. He didn't know what happened to Hu Yanbo. In this space, Hu Yanbo was the real god.
The entire space here is formed by Hu Yanbo's spiritual consciousness sea. Who else can hurt Hu Yanbo, a truly ancient power, here?
Hu Yanbo stared blankly at the Blood-Drinking Sword. Suddenly his face changed drastically, as if he thought of something terrible, and he disappeared instantly. At this time, Qin Li's ears heard Hu Yanbo's last words: "You must be kind.
This divine sword"
After a meaningless sentence, Hu Yanbo disappeared completely. In this space, the cliffs, green pines and cypresses, the rough sea... everything turned into endless nothingness.
Qin Li's eyes dimmed at first, then lit up. At this time, Qin Li had already appeared on the second floor of the Golden Palace.
The blood-drinking dragon sword followed Qin Li and appeared on the second floor of the Golden Palace. It was still hanging quietly in front of Qin Li's eyes. Qin Li scratched his head and felt that Hu Yanbo's sudden disappearance should have something to do with it, but the specifics
Qin Li couldn't figure out the reason at all. He now roughly knew that King Wujun should have come from the land of God's Domain.
Because that magical secret book of elixirs should not appear in this world at all. There are many heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Qin Li doesn’t know about. Qin Li also sent people to search for them, but the entire Zhongzhou
I couldn't find it. Now that I think about it, there may not be any in the Southern Border, Eastern Wasteland, Northern Territory, and Western Territory.
But Qin Li never thought that the origin of this blood-drinking sword would be as mysterious as King Wujun.
Qin Li stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Dragon Sword. A familiar feeling came again. Qin Li clearly felt that this sword was attached to him, just like a pet that is in love with its master.
generally
No matter what, it's my weapon and my partner anyway, that's enough
Qin Li was thinking
Flying out of the Golden Palace, Qin Li waved one hand, and the Golden Palace shrank rapidly, becoming the size of a palm in an instant, and it was in Qin Li's hands.
Qin Li smiled slightly and put the Golden Palace into his Dantian. It was not as heavy as he imagined. Qin Li felt that this should be his teacher Hu Yanbo helping him.
After glancing at this mysterious land, Qin Li did not stop at all. He carried the Blood-Drinking Dragon Sword behind his back and disappeared into the air in a flash.
I'm really sorry. I have something to do today and I'm late. I'll try to come up with another chapter later.