Yu Mingqiu spitted, looking at the birds of prey swimming in the distance, his face gloomy.

The hardships of the battle were beyond his imagination.

These birds of prey were more difficult than he thought, and the most difficult thing was their number. In just half a day, he killed more than ten of the nine-line blood birds, including various breeds, falcons, vultures, etc., and many other unknown blood birds. Perhaps because he had suffered from the blood poison, his appearance changed so much that he could not recognize them.

He looks strange, but one thing is very unified, and there are nine blood patterns on his body.

He was careless, but after all, the elites who had experienced blood and fire, so he certainly would not ignore such obvious characteristics. He guessed that the number of blood patterns was likely to be related to their level, and the wild beasts also had similar characteristic marks.

The nine-patterned blood birds are not weak, but they are still not enough in the eyes of Yu Mingqiu, who is the radical. However, their number is too large and very cunning, and they are swimming not far away. Unexpectedly, he practiced archery. After shooting several of them in a row, the blood birds flew farther and hung apart.

In order to get rid of these blood birds, Yu Mingqiu drilled into the blood forest below. However, the situation became even worse, and the blood beast rushed towards him like a tide.

As a last resort, he had to fly into the sky again.

In order to get rid of the blood bird, he flew at full speed. But every time he was about to shake off the blood bird behind his butt, a black blood bird would fly in front of him, covering the sky and overwhelmingly, and he had to fight.

As soon as the battle is fought, the speed will drop.

He spent a lot of effort to kill the blocked blood bird, and the blood bird behind him caught up again. As a result, more and more blood birds surrounded him.

"So popular? Is it actually a handsome man in the Blood Bird World?"

Yu Mingqiu talked to himself, looking helpless.

He always suspected that someone was secretly commanding, but he tried his best to find no trace of the other party. He had experienced countless battles of all sizes, but this was the first time he encountered such a strange and evil situation.

Kill all the big birds and see if you can see if you can come out!

"The fate of a handsome man is always a harsh man!"

Yu Mingqiu was full of emotion and helplessness about fate. His figure flashed and suddenly appeared dozens of feet away. He had a big bow in his hand and shot a nine-stitched blood bird's head.

"How can the Blood Bird World be an exception? Oh. You are a man, sorry, true handsome men have always been killed by both men and women, and both men and women are buried."

Kill two birds with one stone!

"Perfect bow technique! Perfect man! A man that even Mingxiu can't refuse! Fortunately, the eldest brother is not here..."

Yu Mingqiu's mouth was crackling, and there was no softness in his hands. His body was like lightning, rushing left and right, and the arrows in his hand were elusive, but they never fell into nothing.

In the blink of an eye, blood was sprinkled in the sky and feathers flew around.

It took him a full ten minutes to clear the audience. He gasped and showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

"It's really hard for me. Such a perfect man does such a rough job. It's really inappropriate."

This time it seemed that the enemy in the dark seemed to be shocked. He flew for dozens of minutes, but he did not encounter a blood bird.

As he flew, he felt something was wrong.

I stopped, looked around, and saw that the sea of ​​blood in the forest was full of ups and downs, and I could not see the end at first sight.

His face turned pale a little bit. Damn, why did he forget such an important thing?

The handsome man never recognizes the way...

Shi Xueman had a very good understanding of the City Lord's Mansion. She and Duanmu Xun went to the City Lord's Mansion together. Although Wang Zhen was surprised that the No. 1 team of the Academy A was actually interested in Blood Crystal, he gave the greatest support.

Not only did they hand over all the blood crystals of each team to the No. 1 Team of the Academy, they also assigned a group of people to help them collect magic weapons and sea treasures.

There is no craftsman alone.

At this time, Shi Xueman and the others learned about the next plan of the City Lord’s Mansion, which revolved around Master Han Yuqin’s “using the city as a cloth”.

The efficiency of combat is very fast, and no one will waste time.

When Shi Xueman and his friends returned to Bingfeng Dojo, the first batch of blood crystals and magic treasures were sent to the dojo.

All the work of Blood Crystal was handed over to Loulan.

"Use the city as the cloth." Shi Xueman glanced at Ai Hui: "The designer of the plan is your master Wang Shouchuan. The executor is your master's wife, Master Han Yuqin."

When she learned that "using the city as cloth", she was very surprised. What kind of courage is this? If this plan had not been personally recognized by embroidery master Han Yuqin, she would have thought it was nonsense.

No one has ever done anything like that.

The design plan was Wang Shouchuan, Han Yuqin's husband, Ai Hui's teacher. Apart from that, she knew nothing about this person and had never heard of this name.

She didn't know the specific details, but it seemed that the city lord and the dean praised the "city as the cloth", and all the arrangements were all around this plan, which shows how confident it is.

"Master's wife!" Ai Hui was shocked, but quickly calmed down and said without hesitation: "I believe in Master's wife, and say that weaving the city as cloth."

When the master and his wife took action, Ai Hui was relieved. The master and his wife were all proud people, so he must be confident that he could reach out. Ai Hui was a little excited, thinking that he could see his master and his wife show his power.

Shi Xueman said: "Basically speaking, the whole plan is divided into two parts. The first part requires the creation of nine huge golden needles. It is said that the nine golden needles are very delicate. Now the craftsmen are working hard to build them. We cannot help at this stage. Once the golden needle is built, it needs to be nailed to the nine nodes of Songjian City to guide the Yuan power of Songjian City and connect them. Our tasks are estimated to be mainly concentrated in this stage."

Ai Hui was ready to try it out, "I really hope the golden needle will be built soon."

As a disciple, you can’t miss this big event!

Shi Xueman saw this expression on Ai Hui for the first time. In her impression, Ai Hui was calm, calm and steady, and often even cold and inhumane.

Only this time did she see the emotions of this age in him.

"We need to persevere for this period first." Shi Xueman reminded: "The attack of the blood-patterned beast will become more and more fierce, our situation will become more and more difficult, and the elite team will suffer a lot of casualties. At least we need to persevere until the day when Master Han takes action."

She felt a little sad, and several people had already died in the Taoist temple of the Master Family.

The level of guards in the Shijia Taoist temple was relatively high, and they were all organized into the elite group, and there were great casualties this time.

She was a little worried about Uncle Yongzheng, but she did not affect the city lord. Perhaps the city lord would protect Uncle Yongzheng for her sake, but this was an act of overstepping power and would only bring shame to Uncle Yongzheng and his family.

The whole city ******* means that everyone needs to contribute their own strength and life, and no one can avoid it.

I just experienced a hard battle, and everyone was extremely tired. After solving the main problem, everyone relaxed. Even an iron man like Shi Xueman felt that he couldn't bear it.

Duanmu stood there at dusk, motionless, like a wooden stake. After looking carefully, he found that the guy was asleep and a crystalline water line could be seen vaguely at the corner of his mouth.

He completely overdrawn today.

Everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Ai Hui did not sleep, but sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the dragon spine fire that was refreshed in his hand. The more tired he was, the better the opportunity to practice. As long as he could withstand extreme fatigue, the effect of practice would be surprisingly good.

In a state of extreme fatigue, a person's spirit and thinking are extremely divergent, and it is very difficult to concentrate it.

Ai Hui, who has a sword body, is different. The sword body cultivates the spirit.

Essence, energy and spirit are invisible things, and invisible things have always been fertile objects. Ai Hui’s usual practice has laid a good foundation.

Ai Hui soon felt that this time he entered the meditation, the sword body was different from usual.

It beating slowly, and Ai Hui seemed to be among the valleys and streams. The gurgling sound of water came into his ears. But soon, the gurgling sound of water disappeared, and Ai Hui felt another heartbeat.

An extremely weak heartbeat is like a candle that may be extinguished at any time in the wind.

That's...

Ai Hui calmed down, carefully realized, filtered out the fluctuations of the circulation of the Yuan power, and searched for this extremely weak heartbeat in a vast void.

Dragon spine fire!

When Ai Hui looked for the source of his heartbeat, his mind appeared in vain and seven faint light spots appeared.

Their light was so faint that it was almost impossible to tell.

Also weak, their breath.

A faint breath...a little familiar breath...a breath of sword!

Ai Hui's heart beat suddenly and his mind almost lost.

These seven sea treasures come from a flying sword or a magic weapon related to the sword. Even if they have experienced the corrosion of the Silver Fog Sea for thousands of years, the remaining objects are activated by weak spiritual power and still emit a faint sword intent. It is like a treasure that has been covered with dust for thousands of years, wiping away the dust on the surface and revealing its own light.

Ai Hui was ecstatic.

For him, it was so luxurious and dreamy to be able to understand the sword intent from the era of cultivation!

Forced himself to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and his mind gradually calmed down.

Feel the faint sword intent that seems to be there and not, and is faintly visible.

The temple is quiet.

Deep in the dojo, the individual rooms are brightly lit.

Loulan, who was given a heavy responsibility, is conducting a busy experiment.

"The blood crystal deconstruction attempt 12, the sand core starts recording, medium, Haibao number 12, and attempts to export unknown forces, failed!"

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"The blood crystal deconstruction attempts 37, the sand core starts recording, medium, Haibao number 37, try to export unknown forces, successfully export, start power analysis, during the analysis, the power attribute is unknown, build a template, name Blood Spirit Power. Perform in-depth analysis..."

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"The comparison analysis plan of blood spirit power and elemental power 19, the sand core starts to record..."

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"The blood spirit power and the Mu Yuan power touch the reaction, and the sand core begins to record..."

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"The collision reaction between blood spirit power and earth elemental power, the sand core began to record... Alarm! Blood spirit power invades the sand core! Sand core defense is turned on! Sand core defense failed! Sand core seal is damaged! Sand core seal is partially lifted! Alarm! Sand core elemental power dry... Alternative solution, the sand core begins to absorb blood spirit power... Blood spirit power is absorbing... Absorbing... Absorbing..."

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"Absorption is complete."
Chapter completed!