Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 832 sacrifice the sword with blood
Seeing that Han Xiao took out three Star Burning Stones at once, Ming You was a little surprised and said, "Could it be that big brother wants to use Yuanli to refine the Star Burning Stones? Is this impossible?"

Although the fire of the evil dragon is indeed powerful, but Han Xiao's cultivation base is only good fortune after all, can it even be able to smelt such materials for casting immortal swords?
Everyone was feeling unbelievable, but they saw that Han Xiao had already activated the flames, and instantly melted the two broken pieces of Fen Ji.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiao took another Burning Star Stone and put it on his palm, intending to smelt it directly with the fire of the evil dragon.

Compared with smelting Fenji, this Fenxing Stone is much more difficult to melt. Han Xiao spent all his strength until the fire of the evil dragon roasted the surrounding ground almost to melt. The first bite of Fenxing The stone finally completely melted into a liquid. With a thought of Han Xiao, he guided the Fenxing Stone to merge into Fenji. The color of the Fenji sword became a little darker, but the fiery aura became even more domineering.

Han Xiao took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and considering the time and his own ability, he put away the other Star Burning Stones and incorporated the Star Absorbing Stones into it instead.

About half an hour later, the Fenji Sword was recast into shape and returned to its original shape.

Everyone cheered and was about to go forward to congratulate, but Han Xiao frowned.It turned out that he found that the Fenji Sword lacked a bit of agility. Although it had been formed, it still didn't have the slightest sense of spiritual power.

"Damn it, why can't it work?" Han Xiao held Fen Ji tightly, feeling a burst of grief in his heart.

In his heart, Fen Ji is also a partner fighting side by side, now that Fen Ji has lost his spirituality, how can he not feel sad.

Seeing his slumped face, Yu Caiwei said strangely: "You...haven't you already refined it? Why do you say it can't do it?"

Han Xiao was frustrated for a while, and quickly took out the sword casting chapter in "Tianji Tu" and started to look it up.

This time, I turned to the last page of the map of heavenly secrets, on which there were four words scrawled on the content of casting sword Yunling: Sacrifice the sword with blood.

Han Xiao's whole body was shocked, and he said in amazement: "Sacrifice the sword with blood?"

There are two understandings of using blood to sacrifice the sword. One is to sacrifice the blood of the person who made the sword, so that it can react with the master.

The second is to keep killing people, to drink the blood of the enemy, to breed spirituality through killing, and to forge a fierce and domineering sword.

Han Xiao looked up at the Fenji sword, squeezed his fist, and said in a deep voice: "Fenji, Fenji, you won't really disappoint me, will you?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his chest fiercely, spewed out a mouthful of heart blood, and opened his mouth to spray Fen Jijian.

There was a "flutter" sound, and a red light flashed.

The Fenji Sword suddenly shone with a thousand zhangs of light, forcing Han Xiao to be unable to open his eyes.

After a long time, the afterglow dissipated, and a crystal long sword floated in the air.Han Xiao only felt a constriction in his chest, and his thoughts suddenly relaxed. The induction between the Fenji Sword and himself finally recovered!

Moreover, this "rebirth" of Fenji is obviously better than before. You must know that once Han Xiao loosened his mind in the past, the Fenji sword would definitely fall from the sky.But this time, Fen Ji floated steadily in the air, as if waiting for Han Xiao to come forward to pick it up.

Han Xiao didn't know that because of the blood of the heart, the Fenji Sword had initially bred a real spiritual accumulation, and one day, it would become a top immortal sword comparable to the top ten immortal swords.

Han Xiao only felt that the recast Fenji was very easy to hold in his hand, and he was overjoyed. After waving it for a while, he turned around and said to everyone: "It's done! Let's set off..."

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In the vast and boundless land of burial of gods, countless cultivators have fallen in the past tens of thousands of years.Han Xiao and everyone in Mixian Town are just a drop in the ocean...

Besides, when Feng Wuhen, the guardian of the wind, left Mixian Town that day, he turned all the anger in his heart into hatred for Han Xiao.He never expected that because of a Han Xiao, the wind protector of the Xiri scenery would become alone at this moment.

What made him unbearable the most was that the palace master Yu Caiwei also followed Han Xiao.

Later, when he learned from Zhu Changluo and the others that Han Xiao was going to the Tianyan Void Realm to hunt for treasure, Feng Wuhen suddenly ignited the flame of revenge.

As long as you win the "Phantom Mirror" first, you can use this treasure to kill Han Xiao in one fell swoop. At that time, everyone in Mixian Town will follow his example, and Yu Caiwei, that bitch, will eventually become his crotch! plaything!

In order to accomplish this goal, he Feng Wuhen was willing to risk his life, thinking to himself, isn't it just nineteen immortal formations?What's so difficult about it?

His dream was quite beautiful, but the cruelty of reality was far beyond his imagination.

He only went on the road, relying on his superb tracking technology, followed Han Xiao's route, and even broke through the Broken Blade Void Realm, and then experienced a narrow escape, barely breaking through the Sky Thunder Void Realm.

Finally, he stood alone in the center of the "Hundred Flowers Illusory Realm". Looking around, he was surrounded by wild flowers.And under his feet, the flowers and plants in a radius of five feet were all burned by a raging fire, leaving only a piece of black scorched earth.

"It must be that kid surnamed Han who did something here!"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly, and cursed viciously in his heart: "This kid had better die halfway, otherwise, when I seize the illusion mirror, I will definitely let you know what life is better than death!"

He looked up to the north, but saw that the "Hundred Flower Array" stretched for hundreds of miles, and the scenery was really beautiful.But often in this beauty, there should be a deadly threat hidden.

Feng Wuhen pulled out his long sword, slashed through the thorns all the way, and marched towards the next "Netherworld".

Along the way, those damned flowers and plants are very annoying, sweeping over the sky and covering the sky, without even a place to stay.Feng Wuhen's sword was shining non-stop, and finally felt his hands were tired, so he opened the Jin Xiang at his waist.Raising his left hand, a piece of silver powder spilled out.When the flames ignited, everything within a radius of five feet was burned to scorched earth.

Although the Hundred Flowers Formation is not very dangerous, it takes a lot of time to pass through.At this time, the weird flowers and plants in front of him were overwhelming, Feng Wuhen reached out and touched the silver powder in Jinxiang, but found that only about half of it was left.If all of them are used up at this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in the future.So he continued to swing his sword horizontally and forcefully break through.

After walking for more than ten miles, I felt that my arm was sore and painful, and I couldn't even lift the long sword.When I was panicking, I suddenly found that the flower vines in front of me had been cut off, obviously someone walked by just now.Surprised in my heart, I wondered if I caught up with Han Xiao so quickly?
Thinking of this, Feng Wuhen lifted his spirits, and leveled the flowers and plants in front of him with his sword.But he found an empty lawn, appearing in front of his eyes.

Feng Wuhen was overjoyed, didn't have time to think, and jumped into it.After taking a closer look, he found a handsome man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the lawn. At this moment, he seemed to be seriously injured, and the vitality of his whole body flickered, turning white for a while, and dark red for a while, as if he was enduring extremely torment.

Obviously, those scorched lawns are the masterpiece of this person.

(End of this chapter)