Sword God

"Do you want to take it yourself, or do I let you take it." The Green Ape's voice was harsh and overbearing.

The palm of the hand spread out, and the jade green box on the palm opened. There was an oval lotus seed-sized thing. The whole body was blood red, like a crystal clear ruby, exuding a charming halo.

This is a perfect piece of art.

Chen Zong was not bewildered by appearances, his eyes were sharp, and he saw a figure in the essence of the red blood veins, like a tiger, but the shape is completely different from the general tiger, and it is more domineering.

"Give me." Chen Zong reached out.

When the green ape smiled, he passed the essence of the blood vein in his hand, and suddenly shook it when he was about to put it in Chen Zong's hand. The essence of the blood vein bounced and shot at Chen Zong. The wind hit Chen Zong's stomach, causing him to open his mouth unconsciously.

The essence of blood veins fell into the throat and was forced to swallow.

Chen Zong's face changed abruptly. Originally, he planned to destroy the essence of the bloodline. He didn't expect the other party to be so cunning.

"Remember, you must do your best to resist the will of the monster that surrenders to the essence of the bloodline, otherwise, your will will be swallowed. There are only two results. First, the body can’t control the powerful force torn apart and can’t die again Second, he became a slave to the will of the monster, lost all his sense of autonomy, and turned into a bloodthirsty humanoid monster." Green Ape smiled, his voice somewhat cruel.

"Brother Chen, let me tell you one more thing. Meng Changchun and Qi Fei will also take the demon bloodline essence with you, but they are only taking the ordinary demon bloodline essence, which cannot be compared with yours. , Just look at the time, who of the three of you will fail." Kang Yuan laughed.

The green ape envoys and others left, and the secret room door closed again.

Chen Zong felt that the essence of the demon bloodline quickly dissolved after contact with his own blood, his body gradually became warm, his body temperature rose, and his skin became red. An unspeakable violent feeling gradually filled his body.

"Not good." Chen Zong's face changed greatly.

This is the manifestation of the will of the monster within the essence of the blood of the monster, which begins to affect his own will.

"I am a swordsman, calmness is the first element. I must remain calm and be firm in my will." Chen Zong said to himself, his tone was low and powerful, but his body temperature rose rapidly, his skin was red, and his heart beat faster and faster Quick, like drums, clear and audible.

As the heart beats vigorously, the blood flows faster and faster, and the speed at which the essence of the demon's bloodline is integrated into the body also continues to increase.

"calm."

Feeling that his spiritual will is being impacted again and again, there seems to be a tendency to become manic. Chen Zong takes a deep breath and maintains his heart.

But with the passage of time, there seemed to be a roar coming from a distance in the ear, getting closer and closer, and distinguishing that it was a roar of a tiger monster.

The impact of spiritual will became stronger and stronger, constantly shaking Chen Zong's will.

In a trance, Chen Zong vaguely saw a barren land.

On the barren earth, huge stones and big trees, each with a wild atmosphere, suppressed Chen Zong almost out of breath.

Chen Zong looked up, everything seemed to be a dream.

"I am clearly in a secret room?" Very puzzled.

At this time, Chen Zong's pupils contracted, and a figure appeared in the distance. The figure was not only tall and extremely strong. It stepped slowly step by step. The body twisted slightly with the footsteps, exuding a terrible and imposing force.

That momentum, with a taste of quaintness, and a kind of extreme domineering, as if heaven and earth are exclusive to me, nothing can compete with it.

As the figure drew nearer and closer, the shocked expression solidified on Chen Zong's face.

That is a tiger.

This tiger has a height of ten meters, counts its tail, and its length reaches an astonishing twenty meters. For Chen Zong, it is a behemoth. In front of it, Chen Zong, who is less than two meters tall, looks very small.

The huge body shape itself has an indescribable deterrent force, coupled with the extremely strong body and the ugly domineering shape and the domineering and arrogant momentum, it is even more terrifying. Chen Zong feels that he can’t breathe .

"Chijin Sabertooth Tiger!" Involuntarily emerged what Kang Yuan said in his mind.

Yes, this is the wild ancient monster red gold sword tooth tiger.

There are two pale golden fangs, each with a length of more than two meters, like two peerless swords, the ultimate sharp edge, can pierce everything, even the sky seems to be Pierce two holes.

The fur on the body exudes a touch of gold, but the lines are blood red, which is extremely eye-catching.

Chen Zong didn't know much about the ancient monsters. He only knew that it was a terrible monster with unparalleled combat power. Among the monsters of the same level, it could be called the emperor among the beasts.

"Roar..." Chi Jin's sword-toothed tiger's broken golden eyes stared at Chen Zong, cold and ruthless, high above, as if the gods looked down on the ants, so that Chen Zong could not help but feel a small feeling, and immediately opened the big mouth of the blood basin, as if to swallow Wang Yang, There was another roar.

The roar was terrifying, and the terrifying impact of shock turned into a tangible airflow that raged all directions, directly impacting Chen Zong.

Creepy, almost soulless.

This momentum is too terrifying, there is also a kind of innate suppression, the suppression in the blood, as if the life essence of the Chijin Saber-tooth Tiger is higher than that of Chen Zong.

In fact, this is also true. There is a slight difference between the blood of humans and the blood of monsters and beasts, but there is no big difference. The blood of wild monsters is far higher than that of ordinary monsters, and naturally exceeds the blood of humans.

There is a kind of repression in the blood gap, which is not directly related to cultivation.

In front of this red-goldened saber-toothed tiger, Chen Zong felt that he could not move. Seeing his reflection from the cold and ruthless golden eyes of the other party seemed so small and insignificant.

And this red-golden sword-toothed tiger was not close anymore. It was hundreds of meters away, so he stared at Chen Zong, the oppression brought by his eyes was extremely strong, and it also brought a humanized joke.

For the first time, Chen Zong felt trembling. This feeling, even if he had never faced the Magic Cloud Swordsman, had not only been a gap in strength, but also a gap in blood.

Even the Green Ape Envoy and others could not have predicted that Chen Zong would even inspire the spirit will of the Chijin Saber-tooth Tiger in the essence of the blood of the monster monster.

This kind of situation is extremely rare. After all, the blood veins of the scarlet ancient beast red gold saber-toothed tiger are only one-tenth of the area, and the other nine-tenths are the blood veins of the fierce tiger. Under normal circumstances, it should be the spirit of Chen Zong. The will will confront the spirit will of the Lieyang Tiger. Finally, let's see whether Chen Zong surrendered to the spirit will of the Lieyang Tiger, thereby successfully integrating the essence of the Lieyang Tiger's blood, or was defeated by the spirit will of the Lieyang Tiger and became a slave.

After all, the will of the Chijin Sabertooth Tiger is broken and silent, and it will not inspire.

Unexpectedly, because Chen Zong's spiritual will is a little special, it stimulates the spiritual will of a tenth of the ancient monster beast Chijin Saber Tiger, and makes it manifest the scene and entity of the ancient world.

This again is very different from the general spiritual will.

If the Green Ape Envoy knew that this would happen, he would definitely not take this one-tenth of the monster blood vein essence of the red gold saber-toothed tiger to Chen Zong. After all, he didn’t think anyone could fight the wild ancient monster red gold with spiritual will. Saber-toothed tiger, the Qi and Blood realm can't work, the strength realm can't work, not even the real martial arts realm.

Rather than exchange a more ordinary monster bloodline essence for Chen Zong, with Chen Zong's ability, I believe that with 100% success, you can also become a powerful black demon disciple, continue to grow, and may not become a true martial arts powerhouse, Strengthen the strength of the Black Demon Gate.

It is a pity that the Green Ape did not know that he spent more than ten days rushing to the road, taking thousands of miles to take this blood essence from an important place in the Black Demon Gate, but such an accident will occur.

Not only the loss of a top-notch genius, but also the loss of a blood essence that is still highly valuable.

With the broken golden eyes of Chijin Sabertooth Tiger watching, Chen Zong felt like he was collapsing.

"No, calm, confrontation, I will not lose."

Despite trembling and trembling, Chen Zong refused to admit defeat, and still summoned all wills to fight, but the gap was too big, his own confrontation, as if it were blocking the car with a mantis, it seemed so weak that it could only be delayed a little. The speed of its own collapse.

Right next to Chen Zong's secret room, it was Meng Changchun's secret room. Meng Changchun fell on the stone bed, struggling constantly, twitching all over. He was taking the bloodline essence of the second-class demon beast purple leopard.

"No, I will definitely not look like a half-human half-beast." Meng Changchun kept the last spiritual will, yelled, and pointed like a sword, stab at his heart fiercely, and rushed into the force of tyranny. Between the two fingers, pierce the mouth of the heart and insert it directly into the heart, bursting, penetrating the heart.

No matter how powerful the warrior is, as long as his heart is penetrated, he will be killed in all cases. Meng Changchun is no exception. He would rather die than become a half-human half-beast.

Meng Changchun's next door is Qi Fei.

"Kill kill kill kill kill!" Qi Fei's arm made a knife, as if fighting with people, chopping out constantly, full of blood and red, his body temperature kept rising, like a madness.

What Qi Fei fuses is the essence of the bloodline of the second-class high-level monster black steel ape. In his imagination, he is fighting against the illusion of a black steel ape.

The arm is like a knife, and the vigorous vigor is more and more fierce, Qi Fei's expression is fierce, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Cut down!

In the last knife, the phantom of the Black Steel Ape was completely smashed, Qi Fei's violent breath quickly landed, and gradually returned to liming, he shook his face with shock.

"This kind of feeling is completely different. It's a very powerful force." With one hand, the air makes a blast of air, and the physical strength is at least two or three times that of the previous one. There is no doubt that the physical strength is so obvious. It has also been significantly improved. When you are familiar with the mastery, it will be at least 20% stronger than before. If you transform into a demon, it is estimated that there will be another 20% or 30% enhancement.

"It's good. Whatever it is, as long as it can become powerful, it's a good thing." Qi Fei is obviously different from Meng Changchun, and he successfully merged the essence of the demon bloodline, while Chen Zong is still fighting, a little collapse.