Chapter 11 Blood Dropping ()
"It’s good to have the feeling of strength! It’s no wonder that Missy’s Fang Qingxue is in the world, and she has the power to kill.”
Listening to Fang Dafu, the skeleton of this slave is constantly making a squeaking voice under his feet. The happiness in Fang Han’s heart is rising. It is not the refreshment of the real villain, but the kind of power that has the power to manipulate the destiny of others.
After so many years, at this moment, Fang Hancai feels that he is truly like a person.
"I still have to have the power, the extremely powerful power, the power of the magical powers, to be a good person. The power of the present is still very weak, and it is still very insignificant. The strength brought by this power is nothing, it must be Become stronger, stronger, and stronger."
After trying to bring the refreshment brought by strength, Fang Hancai felt that what wealth, fame and fortune are all outside the cloud, their power is eternal.
"Fang Han! What are you doing! I dare to kill people here!"
Fang Man, Fang Rui's face changed drastically, stepping forward step by step, mutual horns, faintly covering Fang Han. These two people are also masters, or they will not climb to the high position in the slaves of the Fang family.
You must know that the Fang family has a face-faced slave. After going out, it is more prestige than the county magistrate.
"How? Do you want to break your foot?" Fang Han turned and sneered: "To tell you the truth, I have cultivated to the fifth place in the physical body, the realm of divine power. You have to do it, too. Please measure the quantity first."
"What? The fifth, the realm of divine power? No wonder Fang Lie will be defeated in your hands."
Hearing here, Fang Man, Fang Rui's face is embarrassing.
The body has been cultivated to the realm of the five-fold divine power. Only some of the core disciples of the Fang family have the ability. They are just moves, and the three-to-four-level realm of softness and softness is the self-deprecating.
Although in their hearts, 10,000 people do not believe that Fang Han will actually cultivate to the level of divine power, but the facts are in front of them, and they are not allowed to believe.
"Hey, the person who knows the time is Junjie." Fang Han licked his lips: "Look at what we have to do for Missy. I will not interrupt your hands and feet today. It is no more than a house. Missy. The retreat is half a year. I killed you and threw it at the bottom of the mountain. It is a matter of words."
"Then go!"
The party is still a bit hard.
"Just, did you start to say that you would not listen to me?" And did not pay attention to the grievances of Fang Mang, Fang Han turned his eyes to the few slaves who had just started.
噗通!
Seeing his fierce gaze, a few servants who had just started to fall down on the ground. "The cold man is forgiving, the cold lord is forgiving! After the cold man, let's go in the rain, the knife and the sea, never frown."
"Cold Lord."
Hearing others shouting for himself, Fang Hanxin smiled: "Get up! From now on, you will follow me, and raise the spirit beast for Missy. And you, you.........."
A couple of people had been connected for a while, because the Liwei, the people who were ordered, did not rush to squat and not listen to orders. If, in the past, more than two hundred people and every slave were higher than Fang Han, how could they listen to him.
However, Fang Han’s tricks for the villain were to win the battle, and no one dared to touch his mold.
"Good, not bad."
Two hundred and fifty people were organized, and Fang Lie, who was on the ground by Fang Hanchao, walked over.
"Well, Fang Han, today's things will come to an end. Fang Lie does not listen to Missy's orders, and robs you of the beast card. It is also self-defeating. You have also played, and now you are starting to do things."
At this moment, I just looked at Fang Fang, who had just looked at everything.
The leader of the entire Zidian Palace diet seems to be an extremely mysterious person. She just did not say a word, and finally came out to stop it.
"I also have this meaning."
Fang Han turned around and looked at Fang Hao for a while. This sly, wearing a green dress, tall, tall legs, tall, crane-like, slim, eyes with a breath of water, especially breath, Extremely long, the speed of the heartbeat, if not, is obviously a master.
For this party, Fang Han heard about it when he was a slave to the family. He was the leader of the scorpion and had a very high status. The rumored Fang Jia’s owner, Long Yuan’s governor, Fang Zetao, intended to be her sister, because the lady’s opposition So it's gone.
With the intuition, Fang Han felt that there was a mysterious smell on her body, but it was not easy to take it lightly, and immediately put it down.
"Let's go, everyone, we have to go up and down the purple electric peak, take care of it, and let the young lady cultivate with peace of mind." Fang Hao clap his hands.
Fang Man, Fang Rui first left with a wave of people, and Fang Han also took a wave of people to leave, picked a mountain between the mountains, a great palace to live.
This purple electric peak, there are seven or eight palaces in the whole peak, except for the "Purple Electric Palace" of the foothills, which is the place where Fang Qingxue lived and cultivated. The rest of the palaces were reserved for slaves, but they were also magnificent. The starting house is much more magnificent in the capital of Longyuan Province.
Fang Han lived in the "spiritual palace", the entire palace, a lot of animal pens, poultry farms.
"This crane is really big."
In the "Mings of the Beast", Fang Han saw the cranes that were raised, and there were thirty-six, each crane, two or three tall, huge, wings wide as giant door panels, a long shout, earth-shattering, a moving wing , enough to blow people away.
Such a large crane does not know how the feather door is raised.
However, these cranes are now trapped in the palace. There are huge nets in the sky and nets on all sides. These nets are pure purple colors, which seem to be a kind of "purple silk", which makes these cranes unable to fly.
"Million animal card, million animal card. Drop blood on the top, can you really command these cranes?" Fang Han took out the "wan beast card."
On this jade card, there are exactly thirty-six cranes.
Biting his finger, Fang Han dripped his own drop of blood on the "wan beast card". This blood went down, hey, hey, suddenly, he felt his mind. It seems to be integrated into the card, which seems to be part of your body.
With the movement of the mind, this "wan beast card" actually floated in the air.
"How can this be the case, how can I fly the beast card, do I also cultivate into the mysterious secret?" Fang Han shocked.
"It's not that you cultivated into the mysterious secrets, but the mana of the beasts themselves. On the top of the beasts, the elders of the feathers were portrayed, and the blood was spurred by your big blood. This is the **** sacrifice. Magic weapon, now you can communicate with these thirty-six cranes."
Just then, a voice rang after Fang Han.
"It turned out to be a girl."
Fang Han looked at it, but it was Fang Wei, the mysterious scorpion leader: "Fang Fang girl, seems to know quite a lot?"
"I have been doing the sows in the Fangjia for so many years. The ancestors of the Fang family are the disciples of the feathers. I know a little more about it. I am far from the imperial court, and I have more tribute to the Yuhuamen every year." Fang Wei spoke, whispering, Not showing the bottom. But slightly revealed a very important message.
"Blood blood sacrifice?" Fang Han heard a new word.
"Blood blood sacrifice, is a person who will not be supernatural, a means of cultivating magic weapons. Yuhuamen, there are three disciples, the first disciple, the outside disciple, pure cultivation. The second disciple is an inner disciple. Although they have not stepped into the masters of the magical realm, they all have the magic weapon of the martial art, or flying swords, or flying knives, body shields, amulets, etc. These flying swords, flying knives, and Wan In general, the animal card contains a large array of mana. After the blood drop, you can let the disciples without magical powers, with the help of their minds, greatly increase the ability of self-defense and defensive. After all, the feather door is the top ten sects of Xiandao, but still There are enemies, such as the Congenital Demon, the demon gods, all of them are the enemies of the birth and death of the door. How can the enemy be against the enemy?"
Fang Wei smiled slightly. "We are not a disciple of Yuhuamen, but if it is a coincidence that it is taken by someone and included in the door wall, these things must be understood."
"The beast card is just the lowest instrument. If you really get a sword flying from the elders of the feathering gate, after the blood drop, the heart will push and kill people ten miles away. It is the real spirit."
"spirit?"
Fang Han suddenly asked.
"The magic weapon of the monk is divided into the instrument, the spirit, the treasure, the Tao, the fairy." Fang Wei seems to be raising the point of cold, "the instrument, is to have a mana, can be used, such as Fire, water, wind, and your 10,000 card, you can simply communicate with the beast. This instrument, as long as it is a master of magical powers, can concentrate on its own magic, and the spirit The instrument is a mythical secret, cultivated to the five-level realm, the level of heaven and humanity, the mana structure becomes a variety of large arrays, blessed on the artifacts, with extraordinary spirituality. And treasures, is a more rare treasure, than The spirit is more powerful, otherwise it can't be called this treasure. As for the Tao, it is the legend, a baby has gotten it, can cultivate and grow up. This kind of Tao is already a legendary existence. The fairy has never been seen by anyone, only in the history of myth. Your martial arts have been cultivated into the realm of divine power, but if you meet someone who has a sword, you can kill you instantly."
"Thank you, my girl told me so much, let me open my eyes." Fang Han quickly expressed gratitude, and at the same time, he felt a mystery to the identity of this party.
"You have offended Fang Fang, Fang Rui today, they will be bad for you sooner or later. Missy retreats, will not care about these mundane things, maybe they concealed you, a few months later, Missy went out, no longer I remember you this person." Fang Hao nodded.
"They?" Fang Han smiled.
"Their martial arts are naturally not your opponents, but they have sent people to find the young master, and you have to tell you. You have to be careful. Also, Yuhuashan, a total of one hundred and eight true disciples, three or five thousand The inner disciples, hundreds of thousands of outside disciples, the relationship is intricate. Missy is arrogant, this time killed the people of Biyanfeng, those people may find us trouble, our lives, but very cheap, When people kill, they will kill, and they must be careful. I will say so much, and I will feed the cranes and beware of it."
Fang Fang finished, went out, leaving Fang Han alone to think here.
Yu Shaoye, called Fang Yu, is the younger brother of Fang Qingxue. This time he was brought by Fang Qingxue and went to the depths of the Feathering Mountain to be a disciple. This Fang Han knows.
"Blood blood sacrifice, **** sacrifice? Right, I still have a pair of crouching Huangquan map, I don't know if I can drop blood to sacrifice?" Fang Han suddenly, the heart moved, "the crouching Huangquan map, is the magic gate emperor The object of Huangquan the Great, do not know whether it is a spirit, or a treasure, or a Taoist? Even a fairy? Anyway, it is definitely not the lowest instrument."
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