, but compared to the young man in red robe, Mr. Fu San, who is only an acquired-level being, it is also a rare good thing.

After all, spiritual weapons are generally only capable of exerting their true power by spiritually powerful people.

Spiritual weapons can be used by other low-level people if they want to use them. They are also more powerful than ordinary magic weapons and other items, but they consume a lot of energy. Generally speaking, this consumption ratio is not worth it. After all, who

I don't want to fight, if I can't kill the enemy instantly, but I have no energy after three or two hits, that's an act of seeking death.

Of course, the issue of energy consumption is not a big problem for Liang Jing, who has deep and pure Qi.

However, Liang Jing didn't like this bloody lone lamp very much. He was interested in an ancient book he got from Mr. Fu San.

This is a method of refining and enslaving spiritual weapons.

The shabby and unsophisticated ancient books could be treasured by Mr. Fu in his storage bag. Naturally, they were not commonplace goods. He had coquettishly begged them from his elders in the family.

Liang Jing picked up the ancient book and read it silently. His face sometimes looked happy, sometimes he was thoughtful, sometimes he frowned, and he was more distressed than...

It took him a long time to put down the ancient book. He had been studying this book for a long time. Unfortunately, he lacked knowledge about cultivation. Some of the cultivation terms were difficult to understand and obscure. No one taught him. He had never been able to understand it and could only study it silently.

try.

However, although there are no unknowns now, certain results have been achieved.

It’s time to try!

Even if it fails or even backfires, he can afford to pay the price.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Jing thought about the refining method that suited him now, which was also the method Fu Third Young Master used to refine the Blood Flame Magic Lamp.

If you don't have true energy and spiritual consciousness, you can rely on blood essence and auxiliary energy to refine spiritual weapons.

He took out a sharp blade and cut his wrist directly. Blood spurted out and fell on the yin soul cone. He chanted the spell, activated his true energy, and cooperated with his spiritual consciousness to pour into the wronged soul flying sword.

Suddenly, the flying sword of the innocent souls made a hissing sound, and bursts of green smoke rose up. It seemed that countless innocent souls were roaring excitedly and screaming pitifully, making people feel cold, confused, and dizzy...

Liang Jing's expression moved and he succeeded!

Immediately, he smiled coldly. After all, this flying sword still had the spiritual imprint of the original owner, so he knew how to resist, but he didn't care about this little spiritual imprint. Without the owner's control, even in his current situation,

It can be worn away slowly, it just takes a certain amount of time.

However, Liang Jing can't wait so long now.

He moved his left hand, and the purple mist flickered. Under Liang Jing's concentrated control, the package of true energy invaded the flying sword, and soon seemed to touch something, and a sharp scream came out continuously,

It took more than ten minutes before it stopped completely.

Under the influence of the poisonous spirit, the mark and mana mark inside the Wrongful Soul Flying Sword were swallowed up by the poison, and the spiritual mark was poisoned to death. You must know that the poison of the poisonous spirit can poison even the soul.

In a remote canyon in the southeast, the black devil spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell directly to the ground, unconscious. He had already suffered fatal injuries, and now the mark on the magic weapon was forcibly erased, and the backlash

If not, the consequences can be imagined to be serious.

Liang Jing smiled coldly, as if he had seen the miserable end of the black devil. In the next few days, in addition to continuing to meet the beautiful saint every day, he continued to go out to sweep away monsters every day, using the source of life and life potion to restore the constant loss of blood essence.

Fortunately, Liang Jing's ability to recover quickly, even without the aid of a panacea, was not afraid of this blood refining technique. You must know that in order to be able to refine the blood flame magic lamp, Master Fu spent a huge price to replenish his essence.

After consuming blood, it was barely refined and could be used.

And what Liang Jing refined was not only a high-level spiritual weapon, but it also had an owner. The difficulty was at least ten times higher than that of Third Young Master Fu.

But to Liang Jing, this was nothing at all. He even kept bleeding for several days in a row. He kept refining with his blood until he was truly and completely refining, instead of just refining reluctantly.

You can only use basic actuators.

Swing it like an arm and control it freely.

On the vast Mongolian grassland, a hundred-meter-long giant wolf with golden hair, moving with thick and thick limbs, led a group of no less than one hundred thousand, several meters in size, mutated wolves of various colors, running wildly around the wilderness, eyes twinkling.

Roaring towards the sky with a fierce and cunning voice.

The wolves kept getting closer. After approaching a few hundred meters, the giant wolf suddenly rose up, jumped up with its thick legs, and actually rushed towards the figure in the sky, leaping hundreds of meters!

Above the sky, a pale golden majestic figure flashed with huge gray-gold wings, his left wrist was wrapped in a purple mist, and a flying sword wrapped in gray and black smoke slowly swam around his waist, and his whole body shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

With his divine power, the giant wolf jumped up, and a hint of mocking coldness emerged from the corner of his mouth.

call out!

There was a flash of gray light, and the giant wolf's mid-air jump suddenly froze. The scene seemed to have stopped freezing. The next moment, blood light burst out. There was a small wound less than ten centimeters on the giant wolf's head, and blood burst out like a column.

Out, the dead could no longer die, but the figure in the sky seemed motionless. The blue-purple light and the gray flying sword flickered and swam as usual.

Liang Jing waved his hand, and the huge wolf corpse disappeared out of thin air. He showed a faint smile at this cunning, innate-level giant wolf that was good at disguise and was instantly killed by him.

The flying sword was finally completely refined, adding a sharp attack method, and its instantaneous burst of power was terrifying at the time.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!——

The next moment, lightning flashed and a shrill sound broke through the air. The bodies of several mutated giant wolves tens of meters in size below shook. Within a few seconds, they fell to the ground, blood spurted out, and their wounds were not as good as those of the previous hundred-meter giant wolf.

The other mutant giant wolves immediately made wise moves and fled away wailing.

"The sweep of the Mongolian provinces is almost complete, let's move on to the next province."

Putting away the corpses of several giant wolves that were mutated to level seven or above, Liang Jing murmured, but what he had to do now was to start bleeding again, with the target being the ancient bronze bell.

then……

It was still in the canyon. After being in a coma for several days, the black devil finally woke up. He gritted his teeth and said with full of vicious resentment in his eyes, "Damn Liang Jing, you and I are irreconcilable, just wait for me——

"

puff!--

Before he could finish his sentence, the Black Demon spat out a mouthful of blood again. He did the same thing as he did a few days ago, fell backwards to the ground unwillingly, and squirmed at the corner of his mouth.

"Nima, is this such a tragedy for me?"

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

call!--

Flashing his huge gray-gold wings, Liang Jing continued to do the movements that women do once a month, but now he was doing it all the time and bleeding. He would cut the wound from time to time to keep it bleeding.

.

"Look, that's the God of Killing. That's the legendary God of Killing. He's the one who was sent by Tie Zhan in the capital to deliver the news about the strong enemy, a god-like existence. I saw him killing monsters with my own eyes a few days ago. It's absolutely...

It can’t be wrong.”

A golden figure flew past a base city, and a young man below pointed and said excitedly.

"Is that really the God of Death? He can fly? And he has wings? Doesn't that make him a monster?"

"Of course it's true. That day, the captain and I went out to hunt monsters and encountered the tall, eighth-level green-maned lion. At that time, we thought we were doomed, but at the critical moment, a flash suddenly appeared in the sky.

The golden figure with wings was followed by a flash of gray light, and the green-maned lion fell to the ground wailing, dying, and the body disappeared with a wave of the golden figure's hand..."

"Ah? But he has wings!"

"Who said wings grow?"

The people on the side gave this unobtrusive guy a look of disdain. Now who doesn’t know that the God of Death has countless magical items in his hands? Not to mention the weapons, there are also magical life potions, which are rare and can be restored as long as he doesn’t die.

Yeah, what's so weird about a pair of wings?

"You said you have seen the God of Death, can you tell us what the God of Death looks like? Is he handsome?"

At this time, many people had gathered around. Everyone was full of curiosity about this legendary enemy, the god of death who could kill millions of people by himself. A girl next to him asked excitedly.

"Well, I didn't see this clearly. He was wearing a helmet and a visor. All I saw was a pair of deep and cold eyes, which made people feel numb and cold..."

The young man couldn't help but shudder when he thought of those eyes. Those eyes seemed to have a terrifying power. The coldness could penetrate into the bones, making people feel cold all over and tremble all over.

Seeing everyone's sneer, the young man's face turned red and he defended:

"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask our captain or our team members. But the God of Death must be very handsome. The light golden armor on his body is really majestic and powerful. You must know that the green-maned mad lion is even

He was massacred without any reaction..."

"Tch, that's what you said. Everyone in the city just saw the golden figure and huge wings! However, the God of Death is indeed powerful!"

The people on one side obviously didn't believe in the young man very much, but they agreed with the divine power. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Yes, didn't Tie Zhan call on the leader of our base to go to Province W, the capital of Province HB, for a meeting? He said that the God of Death promised to clean up monsters above level 7 across the country. In this way, although we will not be as worried about our safety as before the end of the world, at least

You can still deal with these monsters if you work hard."

"These seventh-level monsters and above can be slaughtered by the God of Killing in an instant. How can they not be powerful and powerful? It is difficult to find a person in the whole country who can deal with one of these monsters."

"It would be great if one day I could be as powerful as the God of Killing."

"You? Don't even think about it, but if you work hard, you will definitely be able to travel across the country. At least you can survive in the wild. After all, the monsters outside are only at the sixth level, and there are very few at the seventh level."

"Across the country? Are you not afraid of death? It's better to stay safe in the city. There are too many mutated monsters outside, and the God of Death is real. Why not kill all those monsters, so that we don't have to worry about safety."

"You know what the hell, the God of Death means to leave these low-level monsters for us to practice and practice. When our strength reaches the seventh level, we can go abroad to find more powerful monsters to experience and fight. We in China

It is already the safest country in the world, and foreign countries are terrifying wilderness lands, what else do you want?"

"That's right, otherwise you think those basic martial arts teachings are just for you to read in the newspaper? People like you will never have a future and can only live in the city for the rest of their lives! Who will go out with me tomorrow to practice fighting and fight monsters?

Eat flesh and blood to speed up your cultivation, and then we will go find Killing God City."
To be continued...