Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

“Kill!”

The battlefield was illuminated with a lightsaber.

Fighting between samurai has no many tricks of origin, but with blood, with life to fight in front of each other, strength and courage are the key to deciding victory.

With the blood of the warrior, Su Shen's samurai were brave and fleshly fleshed when they just fought each other.

Just an attack, Lin Fu samurai defeated and saw Lin Feng Tang Xin tight.

He was desperate to comfort himself, and Yuan Shi! And Yuan Shi!

Yes, compared to those forged samurai, twenty exhaling samurai are his real expectations.

These 20 exhalers were specially selected by him, the 20 most powerful of their peers in the Forest Mansion, including even some of the elites who have implanted or awakened blood.

By that time, those sourcesmen had made a real move.

As soon as these 20 sourcesmen took the shot, the sky was filled with thunder sword tide, cold air knife light, more beast shadow flying, tiger howling eagle flying, causing a powerful tide, only 20 people, but the power was much stronger than the one hundred and eighty samurai.

Even Lin Fengtang was proud of himself. The men he picked out were not disappointed.

The next moment, however, the samurai were brushed with a rock enclosure.

The attack of the source soldiers landed on this heavy rock shell, only to cut the stone chips flying, the crushed stones dancing, but not to hurt the opponent in any way. Instead, the samurai cut off, forgive the source soldiers who had shields and could not hold this mess knife, and were born and forced back.

Lin Feng Tang looked down and looked back at Su Shen: “What is this? ”

“Rock armor.” Su Sheng-Hip replied, "What do you say? Not bad, huh? ”

Lin Feng Tang snorted: “It looks good, but just because I want to fight Yuan Shi, it's not enough. ”

In the talking room, the source had raised their hands at the same time, and a great flame had swept in.

While rock armor can resist knife-axe attacks, it has some restraint against elementary attacks. In the face of this flame, the samurai dared not protrude, but stopped the impact footsteps in the wilderness.

Seeing this, Lin Feng Tang was relieved. Imagine that the samurai are the samurai. How many skills can these samurai possess to fight?

The next moment, however, the battlefield will change again.

You can see the samurai changing again, a frost spreading around itself, colliding with the flame of the source, and interweaving a spectacle of ice fire.

At this time, it can be seen that the perception between the two sides, the source level, those exhaled sources are far stronger than the forged samurai, if it is a hard one-on-one spell, the source has no suspense victory.

The problem is that there are 200 samurai on Su Shen's side, 10 to 1, but it is an overwhelming advantage.

Just for a moment, the ice frost pressed over the flame, not only quenching the flame from the invisible, but in turn sealing a large number of opponent samurai.

Then I saw these samurai flashing red again, and a fireball appeared.

Fireball!

The simplest, most practical fireball technique ever presented itself to these samurai, but it exploded with incredible power.

Two hundred fireballs strike out simultaneously, giving a sense of shock.

The twenty exhalers simultaneously shouted and started the shield together.

This time, however, all contempt was put aside and every effort was made to stop the wave.

Boom, boom, boom!

In a series of wild explosions, the 20 exhalers were bombarded, and as for the samurai in the forest province, it was bad luck. Dozens of people died instantly in this bombardment, truly responding to the fate of their cannon ashes.

Lin Fengtang's face turned white: “How could... how could there be so many sources of skill? How many will they be? ”

Su Shen smiled: “Not many, not many, just seven. There are two types left, one shifting, which can instantaneously shift distances, and one rapidly regenerating, which can accelerate recovery. ”

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng Tang felt cold and knew that the battle had completely defeated himself.

Knowing that an exhaler is usually just a master of three or five source techniques and doesn't learn too much at once.

And now these samurai who have not yet become samurai masters a whole seven source techniques, how can you fight them?

“What the hell is this?” Lin Fengtang asked.

Lin Fengtang was initially drawn to his mind by victory and defeat. Until this moment, he finally realized the amazing thing about Su Shen's “secret".

Being able to give ordinary samurai mastery of the seven source techniques is a direct creation of a samurai, and it is appalling to say so.

“Hemolytic totem. Su Shen slowly replied:" An auxiliary means of combining mob totem secrets and medication formation. ”

“Turns out it's a mob's totem trick!” Lin Feng Tang suddenly realized: “How dare you crack the mob's totem secret? ”

“It's not hard, the key is it's not easy to improve.” Su Shen shared his views on the mystery of mob totem at the ruins of Jinshui on that day.

He was still fighting on the field. He came here to talk to Lin Fengtang.

Lin Fengtang's heart was drawn by Su Shen's words. He didn't even realize this. He just said: "I see. So you've been trying, so that my people can use the power of the source to motivate the totem... but it's not right. ”

Lin Fengtang remembered something and called: “How can these samurai use the source technique when they are not the source? ”

“This is where hemolysis totem hasn't succeeded yet. Unless it is a hemolytic totem made from a refining source, ordinary hemolytic totems are always driven by blood gas consumption. I've been researching it for years without breakthroughs, and one day I was really exasperated, and I thought, since I can't turn it into a source of energy, why don't you just use him as a base card on a regular samurai? To be honest, this idea is already a confession of defeat, a self-inflicted idea. ”

“So these samurai are just a failure of your plan?” Lin Fengtang was stunned to hear.

“Not all of them. Three years ago, the haemolytic totem program finally dawned, and I succeeded in producing a haemolytic totem that consumed nine cents of blood and a source of power, which also made me think that those totem samurai who could never do much good showed a useful dawn. But it also raises the question of how the samurai use their power. Guess what I did? ”

“... the source stone?” Lin Fengtang asked.

“Exactly.” Su Shenhui giggled: “Just a stone of origin will solve it. After that, my research went smoothly. The use of the source force has increased from one to five points. That's what you see here with these samurai. The hemolysis totem on them is half consuming their own blood gas and half consuming their source power. ”

“So that's it.” Lin Feng Tang completely understood.

By that point, he had no more questions and no confidence to continue fighting.

He shouted, "Stop! Don't fight any more. We'll lose this war! ”