Soul Emperor Martial God

Hiss... Hiss... Hiss...

A trace of energy and blood was drawn from the blood-colored orb.

However, Xiao Yi's brows suddenly frowned.

"What's the matter, it's so difficult?" Xiao Yi frowned.

At this moment, Gu Lianxing had closed his eyes cross-legged.

Xiao Yi injected a trace of energy and blood into her body.

While guiding the blood power to wander through the blood, he secretly frowned.

At this moment, it was extremely difficult for him to pull these qi and blood forces.

The power of qi and blood drawn out was just a trace.

A few days ago, in the Magic Light Cave Mansion, when the Soul Power Orb was adjusted, it was not so difficult.

The soul power that was drawn out, one by one, stretched continuously and was extremely relaxed.

But when he arrived at the Blood Light Cave Mansion, he could only draw a small amount of energy and blood, which was extremely difficult.

This blood-colored sphere, and that soul-power sphere, the power of the two is still thick, and should be at the same level.

Obviously it is the same level of power.

It was extremely easy when he was pumping his soul power.

Draw these energy and blood power, but feel strenuous?

Xiao Yi couldn't help frowning lightly.

Outside the main mansion, the energy and blood power drawn by the eight Tianjiao was also just a trace.

However, the formation outside them obviously has a supporting effect.

And the formation is by no means an idle formation.

Therefore, when they pulled up, they seemed to be much faster and easier than Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi frowned secretly.

At such a slow speed, it would take at least a few days or even longer to completely repair Gu Lianxing's Heavenly Star bloodline.

"Forget it." Xiao Yi whispered in his heart, and could only temporarily abandon distracting thoughts and concentrate on repairing the blood of Gu Lianxing.

But at this time.

On Xiao Yi's other hand, his fingers moved.

On his finger, his Qiankun Ring trembles for a few minutes.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was puzzled and let out perception.

Of course, in fact, he had already guessed.

Sure enough, in Qiankun Ring, Leng Yanjian was moving.

As early as when he entered the main mansion and saw this blood-colored orb, he knew that Leng Yanjian would definitely move.

Whenever there is blood power, Leng Yanjian will change.

Not to mention that in the huge sphere in front of him, the strength of blood and energy is astonishingly strong.

"I see." Xiao Yi said in a voice.

"When I help people repair the blood, it's your turn to absorb it."

Xiao Yi knew that there was a sword spirit in Leng Yan's sword.

It can understand its own voice.

However, he was now annoyed by the slowness of the qi and blood power, so he only spoke casually.

What's wrong, in Qiankun Ring, Leng Yan's sword is shaking abnormally.

The vibration became more intense.

The vibration of Leng Yan's sword made Qiankun Jie shake constantly.

Xiao Yi's fingers shook for a while.

"Little thief?" Gongsun Huowu asked suspiciously while looking at Xiao Yi's constantly shaking fingers.

"It's okay." Xiao Yi shook his head indifferently.

In the heart, the sound transmission is in the ring of heaven and earth.

"What are you doing? I'm not welcome any more fooling around."

The sound transmission fell.

However, the abnormal movement within Qiankun Ring did not stop at all, but intensified.

"Asshole, but really want me to get angry, destroy your sword, burn your sword knowledge?"

Xiao Yi just threatened, but he wouldn't really ruin his Leng Yan sword.

Unexpectedly, in Leng Yanjian, there was an old and furious voice.

"Smelly boy, dare you?"

"The old man has tolerated you for a long time, neither will this nor that."

"If you put it thousands of years ago, you guys who dare to be so disrespectful to the old man would have been taken away by the old man and sent to Huangquan."

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was shocked when he heard this.

Speaking of it, it was the first time he saw Jian Ling say so much.

Although he had known that there was a sword spirit in Leng Yan's sword.

But the number of times the sword spirit spoke was very few.

Moreover, this was the first time he could accurately hear the voice of the sword spirit.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "Listening to you, it is today after tens of thousands of years, so why can't I be anymore?"

"You..." The old voice was obviously stagnant.

"Just stay with me." Xiao Yi said coldly, "I don't know what your sword spirit is. Maybe it was great thousands of years ago, but now, you are just a touch of spiritual knowledge."

"I'm going to destroy it, but with a click."

This sword spirit's words actually surprised Xiao Yi, but at the same time they carried what he had expected.

What had long been expected was that the existence of this sword spirit would not be short.

After all, Leng Yanjian was forged hundreds of years ago.

Of course, what surprised Xiao Yi was the existence of the sword spirit, which seemed to be much longer than he thought.

Hearing this tone, it seemed that it was an extraordinary sword spirit.

However, the sword spirit is the sword spirit, but a touch of spiritual knowledge.

Xiao Yi was even less afraid of this threat.

The abnormal movement within Leng Yanjian had already stopped.

However, the voice of the sword spirit became more and more furious.

"Boy, when will it be the old man's turn to absorb your speed with such a slow pace?"

Xiao Yi was a little annoyed because of his slow speed, but now his face is even darker after hearing this.

"I have tried my best to tune in. If you can't wait, just absorb it yourself."

When the sound transmission fell, Xiao Yi flashed a light in his hand and took out the Leng Yan sword.

Almost the moment the sword body appeared, on the blood-colored orb, wisps of blood energy were already drawn out, and then entered the sword body.

Leng Yan sword, after all, is a middle-grade holy artifact.

The holy artifacts of this tier require at least the peak cultivation of the Saint Emperor Realm to be able to exert its full power.

Naturally, the speed at which the sword spirit in the sword absorbs energy and blood is even higher than Xiao Yi.

A few minutes later.

Another burst of sound transmission came.

"Boy, can't you help the old man?"

"You are a sword repairer. The sword is not in your hand. If you don't stimulate the sword power, how can the power of the sword body be used to the extreme?"

The sound of Jian Ling's anger and decay came again.

"It has nothing to do with me." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

A long time ago, he acquiesced to the matter of Leng Yanjian's absorption of energy and blood.

Therefore, Leng Yanjian wanted to absorb the power in this blood-colored sphere at this moment, and Xiao Yi did not stop it either.

But he is now doing his best to repair Gu Lianxing's blood.

The speed of drawing blood energy is already slow, if half the speed is divided to control Leng Yan sword, then Gu Lianxing's bloodline repair speed will be even slower.

The sound transmission of the sword spirit stopped abruptly.

After half an hour.

"The power in this blood pill is pure and strong enough, boy, you are lucky."

"The old man will give you some benefits."

Xiao Yi ignored it.

But after a long while, strands of martial arts text appeared out of thin air in Xiao Yi's mind.

"Boy, this is the Blood Brave Demon Sutra, but it is a technique that combines energy and blood. How long you can comprehend it depends on your own ability."

The voice of the sword spirit, in the old, with a touch of joking.

"Blood Brake Demon Sutra?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Xiao Yi's face twitched. Hearing this technique, he knew it was not a good thing.

but…

Xiao Yi glanced at Gu Lianxing on the side, then glanced at Leng Yanjian.

For a long while, still curious, perceiving the words in his mind.

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