Reaper's Wings

"This is not what you need to know now, don't be too ambitious now, just cultivate your lost vitality and blood guards first. (.guan.)"

The Death Scythe is like an encyclopedia, but this encyclopedia has its own consciousness, which cannot be controlled by Song Dong casually.

Yes, you should take care of your own affairs first!

Then everyone worked together to do some simple treatment for the injured, and set off to the south again. Although with Nu Yi's guarantee, it was better to leave early after all, but even Ri's escape finally had hope, and everyone's spirits were in a state of panic. become different.

Because many people were injured, their marching speed was not fast. During the noon break, Song Dong found an excuse and disappeared for a while.

The excuse Song Dong made was that something important to him was lost on the road. Zhang Qing would definitely not have agreed to Song Dong acting alone in the past, but with Nu Yi’s guarantee in the front, Song Dong did it later. After two hours of promising to return, he finally agreed.

Of course, Song Dong didn't lose anything. His goal was the [-] corpses at the foot of Songbai Mountain and the blood of the Martial Saint. Two hours later, Song Dong returned on time after a smooth journey, and the team set off on their way home again.

After returning the blood-e skull body to Zhao Yanting, who was carried by Zhang Qing, Song Dong's voice communicated with the death scythe in his mind: "Scythe, you said you can make a few macho blood guards this time!"

Song Dong couldn't hide his excitement in the words, he watched his field grow bigger like a little landlord.

"I don't think I can make any of them!"

"what!"

The land of Song Dong, a small landlord, was flooded by the death scythe.

"why?"

Of course Song Dong wanted to ask.

"You will know if you put part of your mind in the Blood Guard Hall."

Hearing this, Song Dong immediately shifted part of his mind to the position of the Blood Pool on the first floor of the Hall of Blood Guards. Unlike last time, when he imagined the shape of the Blood Guards last time, the Blood Pool was created directly. It stands to reason that this time the Blood Pool has In order to keep the record, he should make blood guards more quickly, but Song Dong was a little stunned when he saw the blood pool.

The pool of blood was boiling, like boiling water.

The blood of 1000 people is boiling in a pool. The scene of the bubbles rising and the blood tumbling is easily reminiscent of the scene of hell.

"How could this be?" Song Dong was a little lost.

"Human body and soul are separate, but also closely integrated and inseparable. When a person's soul is most excited, his blood is boiling, but when this excited soul is sucked away, his blood is It hasn't cooled down yet."

"You mean that Martial Saint!" Song Dong instantly understood what Death Scythe meant.

"That's right, the Martial Saint who just broke through, his spirit is undoubtedly the pinnacle of his life, and the same is true for his blood, this is the strongest performance of a Martial Saint, and now there is that moment in this pool of blood. The blood of the martial saint in the boiling stage."

"Then do you mean that with this kind of boiling blood, you can create a martial saint blood guard who is always at the peak of combat power?" Song Dong's eyes really lit up this time, the martial saint who is always at the peak of combat power, then What a concept.

"That's the theory."

"Theoretically?"

"Yes, how much blood do you think it takes to create such a blood guard, and how much blood energy is needed to drive him."

Song Dong was stunned, he knew that he was too excited, and he had to pay for what he wanted.Death Scythe said this to give him a choice, whether to create a few more macho blood guards, or to create this kind of Martial Saint Blood Guard, and it may not be able to be successfully produced at one time, and it cannot be produced immediately if the production is successful. to drive.

Thinking of Song Dong, he laughed and said, "At this stage, two macho blood guards are enough."

Song Dong's meaning is obvious, he wants to create the Martial Saint Blood Guard.

"I knew you would choose this way!" Death Scythe said as expected.

"Hahaha, I want to think of a handsome image for this new blood guard."

"You don't need to think about it, the blood guards above martial saints all have their own way, and the body image will be formed according to their own way, you just need to watch!"

"Ah, that's it." A series of handsome images in Song Dong's mind, such as the previous saints and ancient warriors, disappeared in an instant, and he was so excited.

However, Song Dong regained his vitality in an instant: "Then, let's start!"

Following Song Dong's order, the entire blood pool began to boil violently, reaching its peak in the center of the blood pool, and then the blood in the entire blood pool began to converge toward the center, and the compression became smaller little by little. When the blood in the entire blood pool All the blood was concentrated in a radius of two meters from the center of the blood pool, and the outline of Wu Sheng's blood guard had not yet formed.

"add blood!"

Another thousand people's blood was mobilized from the body of the blood-e skull into the blood pool. In an instant, the whole blood pool boiled again, and then slowly gathered towards the center.

"More blood!"

The third pool of blood of thousands of people.

"Damn, the outline finally appeared, this Martial Saint Blood Guard is really edible!"

Although he was cursing, Song Dong's eyes never moved away from the center of the blood pool. At this time, a thin figure about 1.5 meters in height began to slowly emerge in the center of the blood pool.

"What a potato figure!"

"You should say that luckily you have a potato body, otherwise the blood is really not enough."

While Song Dong was talking with Death God's Scythe, the fourth pool of blood also entered the blood pool, and the thin Martial Saint Blood Guard gradually became solid, but when the blood in this pool was absorbed, the thin body of the Martial Saint Blood Guard was still there. It was bubbling constantly, obviously not completely finished yet.

"Isn't this guy's way related to eating? How can he eat so much? It's still not good!"

Although Song Dong said so, he immediately moved the blood of the last thousand people into the pool. When the last pool of blood was absorbed by [-]%, the thin Wusheng Blood Guard finally stopped absorbing, and his body completely stabilized .

"Hey, the remaining blood can be converted into blood to beautify his appearance, which is probably gone."

"Is such that."

"That is to say, I have worked so hard to make him, and I can only see that it can't be used."

"That's how it is at this stage."

"Since you are so edible, you will be called Tanlang from now on!"

Song Dong's first martial saint blood guard, the greedy wolf takes shape!

Greedy blood, is it not a greedy heart!

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In the Duanya Mountains, which is closer to the Western Qin Empire, in a remote mountain depression, more than 100 people are casually sitting around. In the middle, a person wearing a heavy armor is very eye-catching. Already covered with scars, even covered with blood, one can imagine what kind of battle this person has experienced.

The more than 100 people around him were also scarred and exhausted, but the mental state of these people was still good, and some joy could even be seen.

"Brother Zhou, who is that person? Commander Bi Fang actually has such a friend. If he comes to our South Korean Empire, what kind of Xiqin are we afraid of? It's really amazing. Is that the Martial Saint? Everyone will die with a wave of his hand." Well, it will be great when Big Brother Zhou can reach Martial Saint."

Hearing the happy voice of his teammates, Zhou Bing smiled faintly.

The direction Zhou Bing destroyed the plank road was away from the plank road, so after the last plank road stronghold was destroyed, he was with that team. Originally, they had completed all the tasks according to Wang Dong's order, and they could return to South Korea immediately. But after they killed the enemies at the last plank road stronghold, everyone made a decision, that is to meet the team near the center.

Although they successfully took over the three teams, they also exposed themselves to the enemy's encirclement. After a brutal battle, only more than 100 members of the three teams survived. Just when they were desperate, Nuyi appeared.

He appeared as a savior, and the Xiqin people who surrounded them were wiped out with his wave of hands, and then he knew that he was a friend of Commander Bi Fang, and Commander Bi Fang became the most talked about among his team members.

Commander Bi Fang is a martial sage, and his friends are also martial sages, and for them, he sent his friends to the Duanya Mountains to kill them, and everyone is very grateful.

I am also very grateful, and there is nothing wrong with this.

But after his teammates turned around, Zhou Bing's faint smile disappeared.

They are Zhao Gang's guards, the most staunch supporters of the old army commander Zhao Gang, and they were trained by the old army commander. Now even they are more and more respectful and yearning for Bi Fang. Well, those ordinary people What about the sergeant?

Although Zhou Bing didn't know the series of orders issued by the South Korean emperor, he had already keenly noticed that the current Fourth Army completely belonged to Bi Fang.

Unknowingly, Zhou Bing thought of Wang Dong in his heart. Of course he knew Wang Dong's final mission, and he had sincere respect for this man.

"Perhaps it would be nice to have such an officer in the Fourth Army!"

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What is Wang Dong's state at this time? He is a little decadent, a little sad and decadent.

It's true that the man who has any calculations in his heart is a bit decadent. This may be a state he will never appear in the future, but the figure of him sitting there alone now makes people feel sad.

"How long has he been sitting there?"

It was Ghost Arrow Sun Fangfang who spoke. At this time, the upper left corner of his mask was missing, but it still covered most of his face, and a bloodstain was at the break of the mask.

"It's been several hours."

It was Bie Zhe who answered him. He didn't have a bow and arrow on his back, because his bow and arrow were torn off by him. He fought the enemy with the broken bow and was finally smashed into pieces.

Cheng Ye, Zhao Hu, Zhang Feng, and Xie Ming were also watching from behind. Their tears had already flowed down like water. It wasn't that their tears were not strong enough, because all the people from the fifth battle group who entered the Duanya Mountain Range except them would die forever. stay here.

Not far from them, more than a dozen people including Taishan also scattered around and looked at this side.

All hurt, all sad.

"Taishan, you said that Deputy Commander Zhang Ye was seriously injured and one of his arms was broken. Although he was taken away by the friend of Commander Bi Fang, you said he would be in danger."

Tarzan hadn't spoken yet, but a voice answered the man's question.

"Zhang Ye will be fine."

Wang Dong stood up, and everyone's eyes were on him instantly.

Turning around slowly, the first smile of these days appeared on Wang Dong's face.

"Let's go home!"

Come back home!