Chapter 62

If you melt blood into the magic instrument and sacrifice it slowly, you will leave your own brand and imprint with your heart. And if you are infused with spiritual blood, you can encourage with magic weapons to step towards your own life.

If you want to refine this life magic weapon, you must first extract the spirit blood. In the bamboo slips, the art of sacrifice and refining was naturally introduced, but Nie Chen did not want to do so.

Ziyang pulse originally avoided refining weapons. It is precisely because although it is extremely powerful, it will cause great damage to the cultivator himself once his life magic weapon is damaged or destroyed. Therefore, Nie Chen's teacher Ziyang, has always emphasized and advocated the pursuit of its own strength.

Because of this, Ziyang will pay attention to stability, condense a vast sea of spirit, as the basis for the pursuit of a strong and higher realm.

"I just want to achieve the purpose of manipulation. I can sacrifice with blood." Nie Chen put away the bamboo slips and looked at the five big swords on the ground, "but in this sword, there should still be the pure blood of the soul..."

After a detailed understanding of the art of sacrifice and refining, Nie Chen understood why the five flying swords were still resisting after Qingse was killed by him.

"The spirit blood, the spirit blood, is the blood which melts into the soul's breath. Although Qingse's body has been destroyed, the soul has not died, but has been collected in the blood stone by me." Nie Chen's eyes twinkled, as if thinking.

"Before you sacrifice and refine you, you must erase the pure spirit blood." Nie Chen looked at the vast boundless sky and spoke faintly, "since he still has the will in his sword and is still fighting against the thunder that surrounds his sword, I will use the thunder of the heaven and earth to erase his divine consciousness."

Nie Chen had calculated in his mind that the reason why the flying sword would resist death and death was that the spirit blood of Qingse remained in the sword, and Qingse's soul did not die, and the sword still had Qingse's will to fight and resist.

The thunder has been wearing away and eroding the five flying swords. Nie Chen wants to follow the trend and attract thunder again to refine the five flying swords.

"Move Nie dust slowly floated up and rose to the sky. At the moment when he opened his mouth, dark clouds filled the sky again, spreading and spreading like a wide sleeve.

"Boom!" In the dark cloud, the lightning began to flash, and the lightening lightning was like a huge dragon shuttling through the dark cloud.

Nie dust eyes cold, right hand raised, crackling sound, Sha ran ring. Above the sky, in the dark clouds, there is a lightning, just like the lightning that fell before, twinkles and twinkles, and comes towards Nie dust at a high speed.

Nie Chen grabbed the thunder and lightning, took a deep breath, and suddenly hit the lightning to the ground where the five flying swords were. Suddenly, the thunder light flickered, Chi Chi exploded. For a moment, the thunder light was like a braid of thunder and lightning. It captured the five flying swords, while Nie Chen held the other end in his hand.

The five flying swords, because of the coming of the thunder, all of a sudden, trembled more violently, and gave out a buzz no less than that of the thunder.

"Up Nie Chen drank and lifted his right hand. Slowly, the five swords were slowly pulled out of the ground by him. Then, controlled by the thunder, Nie Chen lifted them to the sky and finally suspended between Nie Chen and the clouds and thunder.

"Crackle, wheeze!" With thunder in his hand, Nie Chen held up the five swords and suspended them in the air.

Seen from below, Nie Chen is holding the thunder in his hand at the moment, and his whole body is surrounded by thunder. His heroic posture can not be described in words. He is like the God of thunder, full of dignity and domineering.

"Lei Ju!" Nie dust a big drink, that all over the sky in the dark clouds, in an instant issued a greater thunder roar. Click, several thunder light, winding and winding down, the moment will be those flying swords, like a dragon bite.

More than that, after the thunder of the Dragon fell, the clouds began to surge. Then, more than a dozen thunder and lightning came down, all biting the five flying swords.

The thunder and lightning in Nie Chen's hand connected with the 20 fallen thunder and lightning. At the place of the five swords, it gathered into a light group of thunder and lightning. The thunder light shuttled back and forth, and it was full of destructive atmosphere.

At the moment, Nie Chen tied the five trembling flying swords between heaven and earth with the lightning in his hand, just like the rope of thunder light.

"Refining!" As Nie Chen opened his mouth, the thunder and lightning that gathered together suddenly exploded, as if accelerating the erosion and destroying the five trapped swords.

The five swords were really extraordinary. In the thunder, they were not destroyed. Instead, they made a sound of humming and trembling that was not weaker than the thunder and lightning.

"Qingse can't resist the thunder and lightning. You, however, can resist the thunder of these nine days. " Nie Chen was very happy and said in a loud voice.

The desperate resistance of these five flying swords did not upset Nie Chen's heart, but he was very happy about it. Because the more resistant these four swords are, the stronger they are.

"Is it strong enough to take the initiative to protect the spirit blood and brand left by Qingse in the sword?" Nie dust sneers, "I pour want to see, when can you help him hold up?"

No matter how strong the sword is, it's just a spirit sea monk who controls it after refining. Now, it seems impossible to destroy the five swords, but it can be done to erase the traces of the pure zither left in the sword.This sword will protect the spirit blood and brand left by Qingse, but after all, it is impossible to persist for a long time under such a grand thunder and lightning.

"If Qingse is stronger, it can match your strength and leave a deeper mark. Maybe I can't refine you today!" Nie Chen said, "but Qingse is just a practice of spirit sea. His spirit blood and brand have no resistance at all. Why do you have to force it?"

Finally, among the five flying swords, one of the big swords began to creak under the erosion and refining of thunder and lightning. On the surface of the sword, a trace of white fog began to appear. As soon as the fog was released, it was swept away by the surrounding thunder.

With the white fog of the sword, it was the trembling and resisting tremor of the sword, which gradually weakened.

Nie Chen clearly saw that the sword was the big sword that Qingse held in his hand but not in the sword box. Although these five swords look similar, this one is not as easy to control and powerful as the other four.

"It turns out that this one, even the Qingse, has not been fully refined. It's just integrated into the control of blood. It has not yet been refined into spiritual blood and developed into the sword of life." Nie Chen saw this scene and drew a positive conclusion according to the art of sacrifice and refining.

"Come again!" Nie Chen roared. In the clouds in the sky, more than ten thunder and lightning thundered down and roared. Finally, they met at the place where the five swords were located.

Boom, at this moment, the world is shaking. At the intersection of thunder and lightning, there has been a thunder pool and a Jedi where all things can't exist, emitting a terrible destructive power.

Although Nie Chen is controlled by these thunder and lightning, he will not be hurt by the thunder of the world, but he is still shocked by the terrible breath.

"Monks will also face thunder robbery Will I face this kind of thunder robbery when I practice to a certain extent? " Nie Chen looks at the thunder and lightning all over the sky, and his eyes are deep in thought.

If he finally faces the thunder robbery, and is facing the outside world, the more terrible heaven and earth thunder robbery, he can't imagine how to resist and how to deal with it!

Squeak Squeak

In the thunder pool, the flying sword, which was first covered with white fog, gradually faded. Finally, it did not emerge. It also stopped resisting and shaking, and was quietly suspended in the thunder pool.

The other four flying swords, trembling, began to cover with the same white fog.

"Are these white fog the pure blood that evaporates?" Nie Chen said with a smile: "it seems that in this sword, the mark of Qingse has been removed!"

There is the first, there is the second, Nie Chen heart, confidence doubled!

After successfully erasing the traces of Qingse in this flying sword, the sword becomes a thing without owner. As long as all the blood of Qingse is evaporated by the five flying swords, Nie Chen can start his own sacrifice.

As time went by, the remaining four flying swords were humming and shaking, and white fog was rising and disappearing. At last, after all the white fog evaporated, a trace of red gas rose.

"Before the hundred fogs, it should be pure and pure blood, and this red fog is the blood of its spirit!" Nie Chen's heart is already clear.

When the red air rose for a moment, the sword's shaking and resistance reached the most violent level. However, the thunder light around them is too strong, and the destructive power of the thunder pool is too strong. They can't break away from it.

Gradually, Nie dust holding the thunder and lightning, some weak. Time, has passed for three days, the sky's thunder pool, has also shrunk a lot.

"Move again!" Between boom and boom. Nie Chen once again took a lightning in his hand, which coincided with the weak one before, and ten more fell down and merged into the thunder pool.

Suddenly, the thunder pool once again recovered its former strength!

"Buzz Hum "Hum..." The four flying swords, the red fog, finally gradually thin, until the last trace of red fog dispersed, they stopped struggling and shaking.

Thunder pool roars, but does not shake, they have some dark thick sword body!

"It's over. You are no longer ownerless Qingse wants to practice your sword of life, but how can he be worthy of you? " Nie Chen looked at the still powerful thunder pool, those several still dark sword shadow.

"I don't think I can be worthy of you now, but I don't have the idea of practicing the sword of life. It's enough for me to use it. " Nie Chen said faintly.

Although these swords are really strong, he didn't have the idea to practice their life magic weapon. First, he was born in the same vein of Ziyang, and he refused to practice this way.

Secondly, it is said that these big swords came from the forbidden area of naheishan, so their origin is unknown.

Third, he did not know these magic weapons, the specific level, perhaps the strongest can easily destroy them. When the five swords of his own life were destroyed, he himself was doomed.

But now he really admired and loved these swords. They were very powerful, because the thunder could not destroy them!"I don't allow my brand to be easily erased." Nie Chen opened his mouth, "since I am using the power of thunder to erase the trace of your first lord, I will use the power of thunder to refine my blood into your body!"

Roar, it is more than a dozen thunder fell, into the thunder pool, at this time, the world began to hum and tremble.

"This is the limit of the power of thunder. If we draw more, we may have an impact on the world." Nie Chen knows that this world is because the array exists. After all, it is not the big world outside, and the energy is infinite. Therefore, we should not overdraw the power of thunder and lightning excessively.

"Blood lead!" Nie dust a cold hum, frown, its holding lightning right hand, five fingertips, blood overflow, five drops of blood, through the thunder and lightning, toward the thunderstorm.

The thunder and lightning will not affect his blood for the time being, but once his blood melts into the body of the sword, it begins to melt and compress.

But in an instant, Nie Chenrong transported the past five drops of blood. At the moment when he melted into the sword and began to melt, he was evaporated by the thunder pool, leaving almost no trace.

"Well, come again!" Nie Chen fingertip, blood donation comes out. This time, he didn't stop. He let the blood on his fingertips flow into the thunder pool and blend into the five swords evenly.

Originally, the art of sacrifice and refining was a long practice, but there is a saying in the bamboo slips that as long as the conditions are suitable, the process of sacrifice and refining can be intensified. If it is only controlled, it will not take too long.

At the moment, there is the extremely powerful force of thunder, there are also ready-made magic weapons, so, the conditions are really enough!

Maybe the force of thunder will wipe out almost all the blood drops of Nie Chen when he compresses and refines his blood into the sword. However, as long as a trace is left, it will be deeply engraved in the body of the sword, and it will be difficult to erase it from now on.

"It's hard!" Nie Chen frowned and said, "but all along, what I lack most is time. And now, I have plenty of time! "

The reason why Nie Chen didn't give up was that although most of the blood from his fingertips disappeared in the sacrificial practice and was completely wiped out when the thunder pool was compressed into the body of the sword, there was a very weak trace of it every time, which integrated into the body of the sword.

As long as there is a trace of blood into the body of the sword, Nie Chen can successfully control these flying swords as long as he perseveres and waits for the blood to accumulate and mark to the level required by the sacrificial refining technique!

Nie Chen was passed down from his master and the way of cultivating his body, as well as a series of his experiences, determined that he had a full body of blood.

This just satisfies the most basic condition for the practice of sacrifice and refining mentioned in the bamboo slips to intensify and shorten the process of sacrifice and refining. That is, the practitioner himself must have sufficient Qi and blood to withstand such a huge consumption in a short period of time!