Supreme Martial Dao

Calling...

The flames burned. In the endless flames, the form of the Suzaku continued to soar, and between the vagueness, it seemed that a sound of shouting was heard.

Time, one second and a second, in this kind of burning, I saw that the Kunlun Ding, which was quietly suspended in the flame, was the same.

Time, past hour, two hours, three hours, half a day, one day...

A full day's time passed, and the Kunkun Ding, which was constantly burned by the flames of Zhuque, did not change at all.

This scene made Wang Chen’s heart shocked.

Know that this Zhuque Flame is the flame of the sun between heaven and earth, nothing to burn, but now, throughout the day, in the flames, this Kun Ding has no change, this brings shock It is unimaginable.

Wang Chen already has some numbness. He doesn't know what the mystery of this Kun Ding is.

Know that even a heavenly order may not be able to do this, and that, but the real thing.

"Come on."

Zhangkou, Wang Chen quickly swallowed two Yuandan.

The release of Suzaku's flames makes Wang Chen's chaos power in rapid consumption.

The consumption of the sun, so that Wang Chen is close to the edge of the collapse, he must be added as soon as possible.

"Calling..."

The wind whispers, and a whirlwind arises.

The endless aura of the outside world, this moment poured into the body of Wang Chen, with the help of Guiyuan Dan, Wang Chen's chaos power quickly recovered.

"No, this goes on, it seems that it can't be shaken."

Finally, after a long time, I saw that there was no change in Qiankun Ding. Wang Chen could not help but have some anxiety.

The time left for him is really not much.

"Fighting."

A bite of the teeth, between the mouth, Wang Chen spewed a mouthful of blood into the top of the Kun Kun Ding.

"Soul of God."

An angry drink, Wang Chen is splitting out his own soul.

The blood and the soul are integrated into the flames of the Suzaku, which is already the way of refining and melting.

Obviously, at this moment, in the eyes of Wang Chen, it has already treated Qiankun Ding as the same level as the heavenly order, and even a higher level of existence.

"嗡..."

Finally, with the integration of Wang Chen’s blood and spirit, the silky movement of the dragon, the moment finally has a slight reaction.

In the flames, the body of this Kun Ding trembled a little.

A scornful sound broke out.

嗡嗡嗡...

The sounds of the bursts echoed in the caves, as if to smash the eardrums of Wang Chen, and the tyranny was incomparable.

The red lines of the road began to appear on the top of the Kunlun Ding.

The layers spread, and the roads spread. Finally, these lines interweave into complex patterns all over the Kunlun Ding.

Calling...

Just, in the flames, when this step is developed, it is quickly stopped.

乾坤鼎, once again, has not changed in the slightest.

As if the previous changes were illusions, if it wasn't on the top of the road, the red lines appeared, Wang Chen even had to wonder if he felt wrong.

Because, now Kun Kun Ding returns to dull.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Chen was shocked by the heart.

In the beginning, the order was refining with the help of his own soul and blood. However, there was only a reaction from Qiankunding, which was too far-fetched.

Wang Chen’s heart was shocked to the point where he couldn’t add.

His face is pale and ugly.

"Re-come."

At great risk, Wang Chen once again squirted a blood, and incorporated a trace of spirit.

嗡...

At this moment, Zhai Kunding once again reacted.

As before, the red lines began to spread.

It’s just not long before, the lines are frozen again, and Kun Kunding is once again flat.

This scene constantly impacts Wang Chen’s nerves.

Look at the top of the Kunming Ding, at least two-thirds of the parts at this time are not covered by the red lines, which makes Wang Chenxi’s throat swallow.

After two temptations, Wang Chen can be sure that Qiankun Ding is more anti-Japanese than the Heavenly Order.

However, the refining and chemicalization of this thing is more than a hundred times more difficult.

The blood and spirit he paid were twice as much as the refining and tempering.

And now, it seems that you need more blood and spirit to refine and refine this.

Even, Wang Chen has been keenly aware that the effect of the second injection of blood is far from being comparable for the first time.

This shows the third blood, the effect will be even worse.

If you go on like this, you want to thoroughly refine the words of Kunkun Ding...

"Bastard."

Thinking of the result, Wang Chen snorted.

Even if he is killed, taking out all the blood may not be able to thoroughly refine this Kun Ding.

Do not say that blood is blood, that is, the soul of the soul of Wang Chen can not stand, because now after two times to extract the essence of blood and soul, Wang Chen has become weak.

"Your blood."

Temporarily maintaining the flames burning, Wang Chen turned his head and looked at the medicine king who was curiously looking at the distance.

"I...I am...putting, bleeding."

The drug king cried.

Wang Chen is unlucky. He is more unlucky than Wang Chen. What is special? This is not a day when people live. At the very least, it is not the day that his medicine king should have.

This is simply abuse, child abuse, and abuse of elixir.

Is there such a bully?

The sorrowful discovery of Yao Wang, he became the art of blood collection in Wang Chen's captivity. He needs blood to take it with himself. When he is a blood producer, he does not bring such a thing.

At this moment, in the heart of Yaowang, the tears are screaming.

This Wang Chen is more devil than the devil, but the drug king is a sad discovery, he has no ability to resist Wang Chen.

"Bleeding...Blood...I am a **** baby..."

The king of medicine has an impulse to scream in the sky.

"Come on."

Step by step to Wang Chen's side, Yao Wang handed his blood to Wang Chen.

He licked his lips and couldn't wait to get the blood back and drink it.

"This thing, very strange, is simply a bloodthirsty demon, can we not refine it?"

The drug king asked me pitifully.

Wang Chen's refining process, the drug king can see clearly, and his heart is one by one.

Suzaku’s flames are scary enough.

The king of medicine can feel that if he is thrown into it, he will inevitably annihilate in the shortest time.

However, this Kun Ding Ding actually suffered from burning in the flame for so long without any reaction.

And Wang Chen is now the blood of the emperor.

The blood of the emperor is the blood of the gods.

The energy contained in the blood is scary enough, and his blood.

The drop of blood is enough to make the mountains disappear, and the heavens and the earth are discolored. Now, Wang Chen spit out two bloods, but they are all good enough to make Qiankun Ding refining, but with a reaction, it’s still This is not a enchanting, what is it.

It’s not something that people can refine, even if it’s a god, it’s hard to refining.

The drug king is really worried that Wang Chen will die when his blood goes down. He is more worried that he died before he died.

嘎吱嘎吱...

Looking at the elixir, Yaowang waited for Wang Chen’s answer.

He, I hope Wang Chen gives up.

This moment, even the drug king who constantly prays for the death of Wang Chen does not want Wang Chen to die.

"Must refine."

Wang Chen glanced at the medicine king but said firmly.

Hey beeps...

Between the heads, Wang Chen swallowed the blood of the drug king directly into the abdomen.

哗啦啦......

The body turns over the river, and the blood of the endless Emperor level begins to boil at this moment.

In the control of Wang Chen, the rapid transformation of the blood of the Great Emperor began to become a little bit of blood.

A bowl of blood provided by Yaowang drank, it took a long time to refine, and Wang Chen just reluctantly restored his blood.

Hey beeps...

Blood recovery, Wang Chen quickly drank a sip of spirit to restore the soul.

The heaven and earth aura condenses, and the soul of Wang Chen begins to recover gradually with the help of the spirit liquid.

Call...

Long breath out, after a long time, Wang Chen’s soul and blood finally recovered.

"Continue."

In this case, Wang Chen once again spit out the blood and split the spirit.

"Insane... mad, this is a madman."

Seeing this scene, I finally digested the medicine king who recovered a little medicine. It was trembling and crying.

This Wang Chen is simply a madman. He is doing this, he is simply looking for a dead end.

"You crazy, this is simply to let the drug king accompany you to die."

The drug king licked his lips and licked his head, and was about to get mad.

I thought that Wang Chen would know if it was difficult to retreat. Who thought that now Wang Chen is... continue again, so go on... He has to be tossed by the strange big Ding.

In any case, Yaowang can feel that Dading is definitely not simple, not anything.

Even at the beginning, his master, the mighty god, did not have such a powerful treasure.

This is what humans can do.

"Fighting..."

"Split..."

However, Wang Chen did not know what Yaowang thought, and he continued to refine.

"Blood comes."

After the second spurt of blood and the spirit of splitting, Wang Chen shouted to the king of medicine.

"Well, I am a blood pig, I am not a blood pig."

Wang Chen’s request, the drug king can only obey, who let his soul control in the hands of Wang Chen, Wang Chen can beat him back to the original shape.

Before not dying, now, only Wang Chen can expect the drug king to refine the powerful and unparalleled.

I hope that even if it is a blood pig, it should be worthwhile, even if it is worthwhile.

After all, whether it is a blood baby or a blood pig, there is a qualification to live. If it is true that it is blood-sucking to death because of this big trip, then he is definitely the most grievous drug king.

"I eat, I eat, I eat and eat."

While bleeding, the drug king opened his mouth to eat the elixir, he hopes he can hold on for a day or two.

Because, if you insist on one or two days, you may see hope. Even if life is miserable, he can only stick to his teeth.