Chapter 325: Magic Source World (3)

Only the skinny body of the spirit-ghosting ghost was thin and stunned.
How could he not forget!
At that time, he did not have such a big name now, but just happened to meet a committed refiner.
The refiner said that she could make a destiny magic weapon for him, but this destiny magic weapon was very fierce and required the user's 81 close relatives to draw the array.
He killed all his relatives, but it was not enough.
So he killed all his servants again, but he still had less than 81.
Finally, when he returned home, he saw his four children and two grandchildren who were just one year old, so he relented and killed them all.
It was his own blood from his wife, and he killed himself.
This is enough to make up the hard work of 81 people.
When he was holding the blood of 81 close relatives filled with his spirits and went to find Wu Yanyu, Wu Yanyu only took the bottle of blood and looked at it for a long time, then looked at himself for a while.
He grinned, patted his shoulders meaningfully, and took the bottle of blood into the mixer room.
Later, after I became famous, one day I wanted a more powerful fairy, and when I found Wu Yiyu's proposal.
Wu Yanyu said with a smile on her lips, that she could use the blood of 81 close relatives to refine her, but what else can she use now?
The bottle of blood still has her eyes on it! It is really easy to use!
The power of hate and resentment can be transformed into a very powerful weapon.
This incident became the insurmountable heart demon of refining souls and ghosts, and since then his cultivation has been no improvement.
He killed all his relatives just to get the blood. In fact, he didn't have to kill those people. He only needed to take blood. But he was fascinated that only by killing those people could he get blood.
"You ... why didn't you tell me that day, you can take the blood of your index finger." This question has been placed in the heart of the spirit refiner Guisha for many years, and today I finally asked it on the day of Liantian's death.
This is the demon in his heart, the demon in which he has been trapped for years.
It is also the reason that no matter how he cultivates, he can't improve halfway.
"I think the matrix method drawn by my heart is more beautiful. Don't you think? I thought you thought so, so you would kill all of them! It is a pity that those people don't need to die." Wu Yanyu said coldly, coldly.
Obviously people are speculative, lacking in greed, who is weird?
It was the person who had taken the initiative first, and felt that killing was a deliberate attempt, so that the matrix drawn after taking blood would increase the power of the magic weapon.
Looking at Lianhun Guisha's eyes was full of endless ridicule.
I have regretted that I didn't make it clear, which is misleading, but now, I really lament that I was too wise.
If you had known that this person would be greedy for the magical artifacts that he had refined today by going with his own refiner, he should have made this person into a magical artifact!
"This man's heart is so bad that he can't stay. If she is given an artifact, we will have a storm in the field of cultivation in the future." I don't know who said this first. Followed by a lot of unanimous echoes of the so-called decent and decent.
Although the people in the demon disdain these so-called well-known orthodoxy's impassioned righteous words, but they also want to get some benefit from this refining heaven, so naturally there is no doubt of approval.
The kind-looking buddha shouted loudly and praised the Buddha's name, "Let's practice it!"
Wu Yanyu laughed when he heard that the Buddhist chant that taught the scriptures for good every week.
Laughing coughing ceaselessly, the corners of his mouth kept exuding and bleeding.
"There are only five fairy wares in the world. Have you ever seen them? Three of them are self-made. Qiankun Ding hasn't been completed. You can see my masterpiece for yourself in these ten perfect battles." Wu Yanyu smiled and frowned Wan Wan is pretty, but it's even better if it's not so scary.
At this moment, no one has the mood to see the beauty gracefully.
None of the monks who chased Wu Xiuyu here were wine-bag-bags.
After listening to Wu Yanyu's words, they all had a bad hunch. They chased Wu Wuyu for so long, because this man had countless magical tools in his hand, which caused them half of the casualties, which is not bad.
Now it's so hard to force her into this volcano. Is there anything more powerful about this man?
There are only three artifacts circulating in the world, either in the most mysterious one of the town ’s treasure hoods, or in the devil ’s first life, Tai Chulong ’s innate magic weapon, and There is the lord of the zombie bear, the third-ranked Devil in the Devil Realm, to destroy the ground hammer.
The monks present knew the three artifacts that had passed on in time. Two were artifacts that did not know how many years had passed, and the other Hammer was from this man's hand, and they learned that she had been refined again. After the new artifact, the conspiracy tried to kill her and seize it.
"This artifact is this one. How do you divide so many people! Let me be a good person! Everyone has a share." Wu Yiyu didn't know what the smile was, it was particularly brilliant.
Only at this time, such a smile seems strange.
Sure enough, Wu Yanyu's smile had not ended, and the volcano began to fall into the sky, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and countless red lights rose through the moving seams.
Wu Yanyu still leaned against the dwarf tree, smiling.
Wherever the red light went, it was indestructible, harvesting the lives of the monks who chased her, and the quick response had already given out the flying magic weapon, the slow response or the repair was slightly inferior, just in the blink of an eye Ash fly out.
"Liantian, you stop now, we can still let you die." Sanfandao from Qixingmen stepped on the flying sword and hung in the air with a cold sweat, but his mouth was still intimidating.
This voice has not yet fallen, and it has become a red light. You can't see the ground clearly. Those monks who were separated from the soul and elementary baby were surrounded by the dazzling red light and dragged back. After that, the red light was better and the area was larger. The scenes of monks hanging in the air looked pale.
Such a cruel must be an artifact!
Automatically absorb people's spirits and Yuan Ying to supplement the original force, but also to death and death.
Too perverted.
It really is the pinnacle of work!
Is this tm a big killer?
Does the so-called everyone die here?
Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped in their hearts.
However, he was unwilling to let Wu Yanyu go. This person has reached the point where he can run out of food, otherwise he will not use this method of self-damaging 800 to hurt a thousand.
Haven't waited for these people to decide whether they want to fight to the best. As a result, Wu Yanyu, killing and winning treasure, or give up on this, and make other plans.
Those red lights are flourishing and reach the sky.
The monks shrouded in them did not have any resistance, and looked at the monks who were too late to escape, sorrowing without arms and legs.
Those red lights seemed to have eyes and thoughts, and chased the monks who reacted quickly and Yu Jian wanted to fly away.
The hearts of everyone were terrified. They had long known that Wu Yanyu was a wonderful smelter, and the refining things were amazingly lethal, but they didn't know that this man could make such a large-scale lethal thing that was amazing.
If it had been known that this man was so powerful, he was giving them twelve bear hearts and leopards, and they would not do such a thing to die together!
Now it is obvious that Wu Yanyu himself doesn't want to live anymore, holding them to death together!
Any fish is dead, any jade is burnt, and everything is trivial.
This is obviously that I can no longer live anyway, then you die with me!
"Everyone, please avoid those red lights." Although the soul-refining ghost handed out his soul-refining umbrella, although it blocked the red light from the attack, his natal magical soul-refining umbrella was burned out of a large hole, and the natal magical weapon was damaged. He himself has suffered no small amount of harm.
The people who were busy avoiding the red light coming after the chase did not have time to ignore this nonsense person.
I have seen many people have lost their necks, their heads, their hands, their arms, their legs, and their legs when they encounter the red light. Who knows how to avoid that red light?
You think everyone has such a powerful destiny like you!
"It's called Shi Ju. I'm a masterpiece of top-quality artifacts." Wu Yanyu smiled and looked at those people who tried their best to escape.
But these people don't know that once these ten must be used, they will wipe out all the creatures of this volcano. Of course it will be damaged. Otherwise, if you can use it again and again, it will be really bad.
"You lunatic."
"Master Liantian's life ... we are just deceived."
"Holy dear life! We were also provoked by others to do such a confused thing."
"Master's life ..."
"Holy Lord ..."
As the smell around him grew heavier and weaker, all kinds of abusive begging for mercy.
Wu Yanyu leaned against the dead tree's sitting body and slid down.
He reached out his hand and covered his heart, and a smooth smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As early as yesterday, she suffered a fatal injury. Her heart was pierced and she can survive to this day. It is still the warmth from her heart that comes from time to time to make her feel at ease. It seems that the next moment will appear in front of her. The person who saved her made her want to meet.
She insisted that she believed that person would come as long as she was supporting it.
But she couldn't make it anymore, and her pierced heart was sealed with the force, and now she has no force to continue to seal the fatal wound.
Slowly closed his eyes.
At that moment, Wu Yanyu didn't see it. The moment she closed her eyes, the magical artifact seemed to feel the death of her master, a wailing sound, broke out all her own forces, wrapped all the creatures in the volcano, and suddenly burst open Gorgeous sparks.
Bang ...
With a loud noise, the entire volcano began to collapse completely.
Rocks and rocks flew, volcanoes fell, stumps were all over the ground, and blood flowed into the river. Only at that moment did the dead trees stand.
The spark had not completely dissipated, and a white figure flew lightningly from the distance.
Looking at the lifeless man in Da Sheng's dazzling red light crooked under the dwarf tree, the blood-stained gray soil all showed how embarrassed and helpless this man was in the end.
The familiar baby face has become thin, and the closed eyes blocked the familiar tenderness ...
The author has something to say: I do n’t know why I want to cry
December 27, 2017 14:06:12