A Perfect Martial God

Perhaps there is no story of hanging beams and Spurs in the world. Zhou Han's stabbing stocks may be regarded as a precedent.

Blood overflowed from the thigh wound, soaked Zhou Han's whole trousers, and then dripped toward the ground, and the blood pool on the ground slowly expanded.

Even so, Zhou Han felt that the sleepiness became more and more serious, and the pain from his thigh wound was like a spark resisting the gale, which might be submerged at any time.

His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes. His eyes narrowed into a gap. Zhou really wanted to close his eyes and sleep happily. Then he didn't have to worry about anything.

But the will deep in his mind has always reminded Zhou Han that he can't sleep and never close his eyes, or he may never have another chance.

Poof!

The strength of Zhou Han's hand increased a few points, and the tip of the meteorite pointed gun had already pierced Zhou Han's bone. With a little more force, the tip of the gun could be penetrated into the bone.

The intense pain just made Zhou Han's spirit vibrate a little, and then the sleepiness of the sky wrapped Zhou Han again, wrapped up any part of his body, all the cells in his body, and every cell was extremely sleepy.

"The soul of tears!" Zhou hanqiang cheered himself up and yelled at the soul of tears that still ate with relish.

"What's the matter?" The soul of tears looked at Zhou Han's tired appearance and knew that it was the exclusion of tears, but it was just the will in the tears. Now it has been separated, and it has no way to help Zhou Han.

"Go to the kitchen and get me some salt, or spirits." Zhou Han is almost exhausted the last bit of strength, sleepy even hard to speak.

"Well." The spirit of tears ran to the kitchen, and soon brought a jar of salt, but the liquor was not found.

"What do you want salt for?" The soul of tears asked Zhou Han.

"On my wound!" Zhou Han insisted.

"Oh Hearing this, the soul of tears suddenly poured the salt to Zhou Han's thigh wound. It's a newly formed will, and doesn't understand what it means to sprinkle salt on a wound.

"Ah..."

The sharp pain from the wound made Zhou Han couldn't help but scream bitterly. Even his whole body was shaking violently. His muscles were tight, his face was blue and his eyes were almost protruding.

Such intense pain, finally dry from the body of the thick tired, Zhou Han's insistence changed to hold on from the thigh wound of the sharp pain, and fatigue, slowly began to weaken.

"Sacrifice, am I past the peak of rejection?" Feeling the relief of weariness, Zhou Han inquired in his mind.

"Yes, you have passed the peak of rejection." Sacrifice spirit way, "really did not see, you can even think of in the wound sprinkle salt this move."

"Offering sacrifices to the spirits is just a drop of tears, and it is diluted. The rejection reaction is so strong. In the future, when I coagulate the demon body, the rejection reaction must be very huge, and the auxiliary things needed must be very difficult to do?" Zhou Han has already guessed this.

"Just a tear? You don't think what kind of monster this tear comes from. Qinglong's tears can be refined by themselves within a few months. The rejection reaction must be extremely fierce. The auxiliary thing needs to help you resist the rejection of the introduction when the demon body coagulates, that is, to resist your fatigue. Of course, it is extremely precious and can be found in polar regions Sacrifice to the spirit.

"What is a polar place?" Zhou Han asked.

"It means hopelessness, such as the barren desert, the birds but the weak water, and so on." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"In the desert where no grass grows, I can still understand what the weak water is that the birds are not floating Zhou Han asked in doubt.

"It means that water with very high density and heavy weight has a very strong gravity. When a bird flies over a weak water, it will be directly sucked into the weak water and drown. The feather does not float. It means that nothing can float on the weak water. As long as it falls into the weak water, it will sink directly." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"And water like this?" Zhou Han was very surprised. It was so evil.

"This world is very big, many things you have not seen, does not mean there is No. Weak water is so terrible, but there are still creatures growing in it. " Sacrifice to the spirit.

"What is the auxiliary in the weak water? "Zhou Han frowned. The weak water problem is so difficult, I'm afraid the creatures inside will be more difficult to deal with.

"The blood of the Dragon growing in the weak water." Sacrifice spirit way, "after all, your lead comes from Qinglong, so you must use these very advanced things to assist."

"It's hard to get it?" Zhou Han's eyes widened. Jiaolong was regarded as the king of the aquarium. To get its blood was to seek death.

"Nonsense." "But if you can't get it, it doesn't mean that others can't get it. Don't worry, when you have a chance to enter the sect, you can rely on the power of the sect to get these things."

"What kind of AIDS do I need in total Zhou Han asked in disgust of cold, the price of this Ning demon body is too big."It's not expensive to condense the demon body. You think it's just a talk to be among the top strong people in this continent within a hundred years?" There are four kinds of things you need, namely, baptism liquid, dragon blood in weak water, ginseng palm in desert and fire lotus in rock

"Bodhi fire lotus in the earth rock? It grows in the earth rock. Does the rock refer to the cliff? " Zhou Han asked suspiciously.

"Are the cliffs polar?" Sacrifice to the spirit.

"That means..."

"Underground magma." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Voneyma!" Zhou Han shut up. The temperature of underground magma is so high that it can be called the polar region among the polar regions.

"I'm afraid I can't get these things for a while. Then, will my strength be improved for the time being?" Zhou Han asked.

"In five years, see if you can get these things in five years." Sacrifice spirit way, "in these five years, you certainly can't slack off cultivation, this is certain."

"Five years?" It's too long. In the past, worshiping the spirits was too light. When Zhou Hanjin entered the realm of true Qi, he helped to condense the demon body, and became one of the top powerful people in the mainland in a hundred years. Now Zhou Han knows that the Ning demon body is not finished at once. It's really a good pit. However, Zhou Han also thought that when he was in the real Qi State for a period of strength, he would coagulate the demon body and destroy the Xiqi national master Yuanwu every second. Now I think about it, this is really ridiculous.

However, Zhou Han should be able to wipe out Xiqi's master Yuanwu by relying on his weapons.

"If you can't wait, you can get it in five days, if you have the ability." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Cough, I hope I can get it as soon as possible." Zhou Han suppressed the madness in his heart. After all, this is the most important foundation for the first step of the long march. Once the foundation is laid, we can go further in the future.

While talking with the sacrifice spirit, Zhou Han thoroughly survived the rejection reaction from tears. Zhou Han clenched his teeth and rinsed the salt from the wound with clear water. Then he bandaged the wound and ate several effective elixirs. His wound recovered to 7788. One more day, you can recover.

Zhou Han's spirit recovered again. At this time, the spirit of tears ate the elixir Zhou Hangang had just given it. Then he jumped over and stretched out his hand toward Zhou Han: "I still want to eat it."

"Vernima, how long has it been? It's finished." Zhou Han's eyes glared, and it was only two quarters of an hour later that the soul of tears ate up the elixir Zhou had just given it.

Zhou Han didn't make a careful calculation of that miraculous medicine just now, but its grade is not low. If you calculate it roughly, it is at least millions of gold.

This quarter of an hour will be consumed, so we will eat four million gold elixir in one hour. One day, she has to eat a miraculous medicine worth 50 million gold. This NIMA eats more than ba ba.

Although Zhou Han is a local tyrant, he can't hold the bottomless pit.

50 million gold a day, 1.5 billion a month. In less than a year, Zhou Han will be able to eat back to its original form.

"Sacrifice spirit, this tear soul can't eat like this all the time?" Zhou Han asked uncertainly in his heart.

"Now, you don't look fat? Don't you say you can afford it Sacrifice to the spirit.

"At that time, you didn't make it clear. I thought that a common panacea could last for a week. Who knows it can eat so well now, I feel like I'm trapped again." There was no word for the sacrifice.

"You look so small. It can repair its defects by taking miraculous medicine. This is a good thing you can't hope for. Do you think it's easy to get something to repair soul soldiers? It's no easier than getting something you can use to help you Sacrifice to the spirit.

"It should be OK to use low-level soul soldiers to repair soul soldiers, such as using other low-level soul soldiers to supplement?" Zhou Han has some doubts. In his opinion, the incomplete soul soldiers should be able to be repaired by other low-level soul soldiers.

"Yes, but it also requires the help of other auxiliary things. For example, it needs to connect the soul of the best jade, mend the soul soldiers, and then slowly use the catalyst to help them merge. After all, different soul soldiers have different souls, and there will be mutual exclusion. In short, soul soldiers repair is not as simple as you think." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Will this tear soul eat like this all the time?" When Zhou Han heard this, he felt as if it was not a big hole in his father's mind. His tears were more than those of Ba Ba.

"The reason why the spirit of tears eats so much now is mainly to repair the soul soldier. Its own needs are already full. As I said before, an ordinary elixir is enough for it for a week." Sacrifice to the spirit.

"Oh, that's what it looks like." Zhou Han immediately felt comfortable, dare to feel as long as the spirit of tears will repair the incomplete parts of the soul soldiers, it will stop.

It's a good thing to repair soul soldiers with miraculous medicine.

Zhou Han lifted up the black robe of the incomplete soul soldier. Sure enough, the protrusion of the incomplete part grew up again. Although there was not much, the tear soul ate up every day, and the incomplete soul soldier would be complete soon.www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!