Undead Valkyrie

Chapter 82 Black Millstone
Little Broken Bird's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted. The Desolate Artifact Ritual is from his inherited memory, and it has a secret imprint, which cannot be passed on at any time.

"Aba! Why don't you find some relatively hard materials first, try your hand first, refine a stick, and use it first. When you encounter top-quality weapon materials, you can refine it again!" The little broken bird Mao Mao also knew, Weapon materials at the level of heaven and earth spirits are hard to come by, and without great luck, it is impossible to obtain them.

"Ordinary materials can also be sacrificed?" Suddenly, Meng Tianchen was overjoyed.

After cleaning the storage ring, Meng Tianchen took out two things.

A dead branch, and a black grinding disc, I don't know what kind of material it is.

These two things, without exception, are very hard, no matter what methods Meng Tianchen uses, they cannot leave traces on them.

Of course, there is one more thing, even harder, the broken stele!That thing, Meng Tianchen has now listed it as a taboo, a dangerous thing, and he doesn't even want to look at it.

"Aba! This dead branch is very strange. It can be sacrificed, but it is too small! As for the black millstone with the imprint of the holy pattern on it, there is no way to sacrifice it."

Speaking of this, the little broken bird Mao Mao was very surprised and asked anxiously: "Aba, I know the origin of the dead branches. I got them by killing the last time. Where did you get the black millstones? How could there be any?" St. Mark?"

"Saint mark?"

Meng Tianchen was extremely surprised, and responded: "Maomao, what is the imprint of the holy pattern? Why have I never heard of it? I got this black millstone before Wu Yue broke the boundary. It was stored in the Dragon Seat of the Golden Hall of the Wu Temple. Found it in the ring!"

The little broken bird whose tone suddenly became serious shouted fearfully: "Ahba, I don't know what secrets are hidden in the black grinding disc, but it actually has a seal of the holy mark. We must not take it out until we have advanced to the sanctuary. .”

Through the explanation of the little broken bird Mao Mao, Meng Tianchen was taken aback.

The seal of the holy pattern is the seal of vitality and profound meaning cast by the strong in the sanctuary. Obviously, the black millstone may be the root cause of the Dragon Seat of the Golden Temple reverting from the Temple of the Witch God, and the bane of his being hunted down.

"Damn, this thing is not a good thing!" Meng Tianchen with an ugly face hastily collected the black millstone, babbling endlessly.

After a while, Meng Tianchen looked at a dead branch in his hand, feeling worried.

"Maomao, if you sacrifice this dead tree branch, you can make a stick? Embroidery needles!"

"Aba! How do you know the mystery of the barren weapon sacrifice method, I will pass it on to you!"

While speaking, a black imprint flew out from the body of the little broken bird Maomao, pierced into Meng Tianchen's sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly merged into the black ball automatically.

Almost at the same time, Meng Tianchen released some more mysterious information.

Desolate Weapon Sacrifice!

More than half an hour passed, and Meng Tianchen, who had difficulty comprehending the mysterious information, was stunned, and kept muttering: "Damn it, what kind of sacrificial weapon is this, it's so fucking vicious, it's really evil!"

Then, Meng Tianchen, who was forced to be calm, looked at the little broken bird with fear, and thought to himself: "Da-you bang, what kind of bird is the little broken bird? How could there be such a thing in his mind?" Horror stuff?"

"what!"

Meng Tianchen suddenly remembered something, his complexion changed drastically, and he screamed.

"Aba! What's the matter?" The little broken bird Mao Mao was very puzzled.

"Maomao, you, tell me, is the broken stone tablet refined by the waste weapon sacrifice method?"

"How is it possible? The deserted weapon sacrifice method is absolutely unique! The broken stone tablet only has the characteristic of devouring the essence of flesh and blood, which is not unusual among high-level artifacts." Especially arrogant.

"What kind of sacrificial weapon is this shit! Too, too ruthless!"

It turns out that the so-called Desolate Artifact Sacrifice Method means that the host selects a weapon embryo, refines it according to the Desolate Artifact Sacrifice Method, and transforms it into a prototype of a weapon, which can grow through two methods.The first one is to devour the essence of flesh and blood. For all life, the nobler and stronger the bloodline, the better.

The second is even more frightening, it can actually devour the essence of weapon materials, provided that the devoured materials are of a lower level than the original weapon embryo.

Meng Tianchen finally understood why the little broken bird Mao Mao asked him to find weapon materials at the level of heaven and earth spirits, as the embryo of the stick.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the initially refined weapon embryo is strong enough, it will have almost unlimited growth, even if it grows into a powerful weapon, it is not impossible.

"Damn it, the barren weapon sacrifice method is so fucking against the sky! I will use this dead branch to practice first, and then I will make a stick. Weapon materials, if I have weapon materials of the level of heaven and earth spirits, I should have them." How wonderful!" Now, Meng Tianchen knew that he was very poor, and he didn't even have the materials to refine a stick.

To Meng Tianchen's expectation, he couldn't sacrifice this dead tree branch by using the Barren Artifact Sacrifice.

"Maomao! Will your barren weapon sacrificial method be incomplete? Even a dead tree branch can't be sacrificed?" Meng Tianchen stopped after spending a few drops of blood essence.

"How is that possible! The Desolate Artifact Ritual is intact!" the little broken bird Mao Mao swore.

Meng Tianchen, who was a little puzzled, continued to force out a grain of blood, according to the barren weapon sacrifice method, condensed into a golden mysterious mark, and slowly sank into the dead tree branch.

Still no response.

"I've seen the hell of you!" Meng Tianchen couldn't help but cursed loudly!

The little broken bird Mao Mao was also puzzled, and thought to himself: "It shouldn't be! This dead branch is obviously a dead thing, and it doesn't have the slightest breath of life at all, so why can't it be sacrificed?"

continue!

Some unbelievers kept forcing out blood essence and performed the barren weapon sacrifice method.

But seeing, one after another, the mysterious golden imprints melted into the dead branches, Meng Tianchen didn't feel the slightest sense.

"Father, is it that the barren weapon sacrifice method is too difficult? Is it so difficult just the first step?" Meng Tianchen, who tried again for a long time and almost ran away, wanted to give up.A lot of blood essence has been wasted, that is blood essence, not ordinary blood.

Essence and blood consumption will reduce lifespan.

"Perhaps this dead branch is not suitable for making weapon embryos!"

Although Meng Tianchen's energy and blood were strong, he couldn't bear such a toss.Make up your mind, try one last time, go out if you don't succeed, and look for suitable weapon materials later.

beep!

Another grain of blood was forced out, Meng Tianchen looked helpless, and continued to perform the Barren Artifact Sacrifice, drawing a large amount of primordial consciousness into the blood essence.

prick!
With a faint golden glow, the mysterious golden imprint successfully condensed once again.

Carefully control the golden imprint to blend into the dead branches!

boom!
Suddenly, there was a bang, and Meng Tianchen could only feel that he was blown away by the terrifying force and hit the wall of the stele space.

pain!It was very painful, and many bones were dislocated and broken.

mosquito buzz!
The little broken bird Mao Mao also screamed miserably, and its tiny body hit the wall far away, and it seemed that it was also injured.

Heita and Zhuge Bao, who had sunk into cultivation, woke up at the same time, their faces full of panic.

After a terrifying force erupted, the dead tree branch exuded an ancient aura, which seemed to have reached the origin of life.

At the same time, Meng Tianchen clearly felt the connection with the dead tree branch, which was very cordial.

"Abba! What's going on?"

Meng Tianchen looked bewildered, and murmured: "I don't know! However, the first step of the barren weapon sacrifice method seems to be successful, and there is a clear connection with the dead tree branches."

"Successful?" In fact, the little broken bird Mao Mao had never sacrificed before, but this scene was different from the barren weapon ritual that he performed in his memory.

"Quick! Aba, go ahead, use the Primordial Consciousness Sacrificial Refining to turn the dead branches into small sticks!"

Concentrating on his mind, Meng Tianchen walked towards the dry branches, while smiling at Heita and Zhuge Bao: "It's okay, you continue to practice, I'm experimenting with a little thing."

Heita and Zhuge Bao didn't have any thoughts on cultivation, they were both frightened by the power just now, and stared at Meng Tianchen in surprise.

When approaching the dead tree branch, Meng Tianchen dared not neglect, and evenly drove Yuan Consciousness into the dead tree branch to perform sacrifices.

One day, two days, three days...

A full ten days have passed, and even Meng Tianchen, who has recovered his multi-dimensional consciousness, couldn't bear it anymore.Quickly asked: "Maomao, what's going on? Is it so difficult to shape the sacrificial offering?"

"Impossible!" The little broken bird Mao Mao was not confused, and murmured: "With the strength of Aba's current primordial consciousness, even a weapon embryo at the level of heaven and earth spirits will not take three days! Could it be that the dead tree branches surpass the heaven and earth?" Spiritual level? How is that possible? But, what is going on?"

Unable to explain, facing Meng Tianchen's question, the little broken bird Mao Mao could only comfort him: "Aba! Don't worry, continue the sacrifice, and you will succeed soon."

"Da-you bang dong bang, this desolate weapon sacrifice method is against the sky, but it is too difficult to perform!" Meng Tianchen, who was entangled, had to attribute the reason to the desolate weapon sacrifice method.

One month has passed, and Meng Tianchen is about to go crazy at this time, no one can bear the cumbersome secret method of barren weapon sacrifice method to drive the primordial consciousness sacrifice.

"Fuck me, what the hell is going on here? Isn't it just a broken branch? Is it so difficult to sacrifice a stick for temporary use? If I find a weapon embryo of the level of heaven and earth spirits in the future, wouldn't I have to sacrifice it for several years?" ?” Meng Tianchen really wanted to stop, no longer offering sacrifices, but he was not reconciled, having already spent such a huge price.

"what!"

Meng Tianchen, who was chattering and scolding, suddenly felt something strange.

Control, an absolute sense of control!
Suddenly, Meng Tianchen inexplicably had a mysterious sense of control over the dead branches in front of him.Moreover, it was also clearly sensed that the dead branches had a trace of emotion, very light emotion, which seemed to be joy and jumping for joy.

"This? This is? Did it succeed in such a daze? Strange, why didn't there be a single sound?" Meng Tianchen imagined that if the sacrifice was successful, he should show his power.

"Congeal!"

With Meng Tianchen yelling, the dead branch grew into a small stick, less than one meter long and slightly thicker than a thumb.

　Attacking Mao Mao!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)