Chapter 248: The Second Level of Dirty Blood Divine Art

Just when Shen Yanliu took the brigade's horses, rushed into the stone monkey lane, and surrounded the mysterious house in Wei Yutian, in the humble black shadow not far from the alley, there was a tattered beggar shrinking beggar. He tied his hair, his face was greasy and dark, and he seemed to be frightened. He shrank his neck and staggered to the other end of the alley ...

In the backyard of the backyard, the cuffs waved, a touch of medicine was scattered on Xiao Yu's face, and then Duan Rong controlled his internal interest. The location was on several acupoints of Xiao Yu.

This is that after Duan Rong achieved the realm of entering the micro, his control over the internal interest also came to a new height. He could already use the internal interest to replace the silver needle to perform acupuncture.

The acupuncture technique and the cool and awake medicine powder, Xiao Yu woke up almost instantly.

Xiao Yu suddenly woke up, and saw that the smoke rolled in a dark shadow, kneeling on her side, and the smoke rolled, and she couldn't see the face of the man at all.

She knew that it was a strong man who robbed her. Seeing this strange and strange, smoke and dust were filled, Xiao Yu was cold, and she knew that her vitality was slim. She was so easy to wake up. The powerful dead ambition instantly shrouded her.

Seeing that Xiao Yu was about to run internally, he died from the meridians, so as not to be humiliated alive.

At this moment, the kneeling black shadow suddenly spoke. "Xiao Yu!"

Xiao Yu's scalp was like a power, and tears couldn't stop rushing out, which was Duan Rong's voice.

It's Duan Rong!

She looked at the dark shadow in the smoke, and the outline of the vague person seemed to be the day when the little girl came out. In a knife, the back in front of her, through time and space, came again. In front of her.

Xiao Yu rushed over, hugged Duan Rong tightly, broke his heart, and cried ...

Duan Rong knew that Xiao Yu was born with his life, and his emotions were a little out of control, so he patted her shoulder and comforted: "Okay, okay, it's okay ..."

Duan Rong was not comforting. As soon as he comforted, Xiao Yu cried even more ...

Duan Rong comforted Xiao Yu while carefully sweeping this secret room while God's consciousness.

Before the consciousness was swept away, he paid attention to the arrangement of the interior of the secret room in Xiao Yu and Wei Yutian, but just passed by and did not care.

At this time, Duan Rong used the consciousness to sweep the secret room carefully, and he was shocked.

Because the construction method of this secret room has many similarities with the description in the altar in the mandala he have seen, and Duan Rong can be almost determined. This secret room is also a mandala.

This Tibetan Scripture and Dirty Blood Divine Gong, from the perspective of the source, perhaps the same thing ...

Just as Duan Rongxin rolled, he suddenly "saw" a wooden box beside Xiao Yu, and the lid of the wooden box had been opened, and there were two things that seemed to be a copper cone.

Duan Rong's consciousness was swept away. The cone handle of the bronze cone was actually the structure of men and women.

Duan Rong's heart moved, holding the bronze cone in his hand, the design was exquisite, the hand was smooth, and just made a good grip.

A set of data suddenly emerged in front of Duan Rong's eyes.

Overview: Fillet Blood Copper Cap

Equation equivalent: third -order

Devouring requirement: Host spiritual power level 3 (satisfaction)

Devouring effect: the second most important

Duan Rong looked at the data panel in front of him, and a touch of hesitation appeared in his eyes.

This dirty blood magic is obviously evil. Although it seems that in terms of cultivation, it seems that it is the same as the fetal Tibetan scriptures, but the development direction is obviously completely different.

Duan Rong didn't want to practice this evil power, not to mention that the blood religion was wanted by Taiyi. Isn't he practicing this kind of martial arts?

But he was a little curious, and although he did not cultivate, he could better understand the exercises after devouring. In the future, in the future, he can also know his confidant.

Duan Rong immediately said secretly: "Swallow."

At this moment, there was a messy footsteps sounding outside the dense outdoor, and Li Chong walked in with five or six offices.

At this time, the smoke and dust in the back room altar have been expanded. After all, the original closed stone gate has been poured by Wei Yutian.

Duan Rong heard the sound of footsteps, and immediately put the dirty blood bronze cone in his hand and put it back into the wooden box.

Xiao Yu has gradually stopped crying. Her emotions have been vented, and people have calmed down a lot. At this time, the smoke and dust were dispersed. Trauma ...

Li Zhong walked into the Tancheng City of the Secret Room and saw the four tall five -pass evil idols. Obviously, his eyes were shocked. His eyes swept through Duan Rong on the high platform and looked at Xiao Yu around him. "" "

Duan Rongdao: "She is Xiao Yu, the dartman of the Yuanshun Dart Bureau, and was taken by Wei Yutian from the Yuanshun Dart Bureau.

After listening to Duan Rong's words, Li Zhong stopped talking. Since he was the victim, he was naturally not listed.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Li Chong wrapped around in the Tancheng Tancheng, which was obviously surprised to the various offering inside, and turned his head to instruct the people who came in with him, "You are optimistic about this secret room, inside, no one can move at good at moving. "" "

After Li Zhong finished speaking, he stepped out and was ready to report to Shen Yanliu.

Duan Rong also lifted Xiao Yu, and the two walked towards the dense outdoor together.

Outside the secret room, next to the rockery in the backyard.

Two figures flashed quickly, Wei Yutian rushed left and right, but was intercepted by Shen Yanliu. Every time Shen Yanliu intercepted, he grabbed him with a steel-clad iron hand, and each time the angle was tricky and fierce. If it weren't for the dirty blood magic skill, Wei Yutian would have died long ago!

Wei Yutian dodged several times, which was already very exhausting. His face was as pale as paper, his breath was short, and cold sweat was oozing out layer by layer.

Shen Yanliu's eyes were fierce, his true energy was surging, and he grabbed Wei Yutian with an iron hook again.

Wei Yutian's dirty blood magic skill was almost exhausted, so he had to dodge, but he was obviously still a step slower, and was caught by Shen Yanliu's iron hook claw, breaking his entire right arm.

The right arm was broken, but not a drop of blood was spilled, only a group of thin and dense blood threads, tumbling like a group of maggots...

Shen Yanliu's face was filled with disgust, and he threw his arm away. At this time, a patrolling yamen officer happened to walk out from behind the rockery, and the broken arm hit his face. Suddenly, countless thin blood threads, like maggots on the tarsal bones, instantly attached to his face. With the screams of the yamen officer, his face shrank rapidly, and those blood threads began to grow wildly after absorbing the blood, along his neck, and spread to his whole body. In just a few breaths, the yamen officer turned into a dried corpse.

The broken arm that was attached to his face fell to the ground, and the blood on the broken arm floated and swayed in the night as if it was full...

Shen Yanliu's brows twisted into a ball. He looked at Wei Yutian not far away, and finally understood why Wei Yutian was so pale, and the arm he broke was also bloodless. It turned out that he was consuming his own blood when he activated the dirty blood magic.

At this time, the blood on Wei Yutian's shoulder suddenly entangled and swirled, intertwining endlessly. The wound on Wei Yutian's shoulder healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a new arm grew out of the original broken arm.

However, the arm was white, tender and small, just like gums.