Chapter 439

The red silk network of Daoism contains the terrible sword spirit, covering the prismatic crystal. It forms its own system and can absorb the aura for a long time, but it will not affect the normal operation of the prism crystal.

"White bone sword."

Zhao Shi stretched out his hand a little, and the white bone lying on the ground flew over the golden red flame.

The diamond crystal immediately enters the upper surface of the sword below its handle and slowly melts into it, like a pair of eyes with red filaments.

The God of blood believes in the sea riots, cheers, and breath is lifted several times in an instant.

The hearts of hundreds of millions of believers were suddenly shocked. An unprecedented clear feeling appeared in their hearts. A familiar sword appeared in the bottom of their hearts. The details of Taoism were clearly visible.

The power of belief in the God of blood concentrates on the sword, converges into liquid state, and then evaporates under the burning of golden red flame, forming a cocoon like ball to wrap the sword.

The golden red flame of Yuanying class is burning, and the power of belief is constantly pouring in. Consumption appears, appears and consumes, and goes on and on. It makes its breath rise little by little. It seems endless.

Zhao Shi looked at the cocoon quietly, not in a hurry. At this point, he did not need to consume his mana. He just needed to wait.

Three months later, the flame palace suddenly glowed with red light, and the red sword spirit rose to the sky and pierced the sky. All the people in the thousands of miles around were cold at the same time and fell into the abyss of thousands of years.

"What's the matter, brother?"

Yang Yang's younger sister shook her fingers in front of dexiaoyang's eyes. She was the pinnacle of building foundation. She took what happened just now as her illusion.

Yang Yang, who is already a monk of Ningzhen realm, is shocked in his heart. He looks at the countless red sword Qi in the sky and instinctively sends the highest alarm to the upper level of the guild.

Foreign invasion!

It's an infantile attack!

The appearance is similar, but this is definitely not an attack from the chairman. As an immortal cultivator in Ningzhen state, he can easily distinguish that the sword Qi is made up of pure power of belief, which has nothing to do with cultivating immortals.

At the same time when he issued the warning, more than 100 Ningzhen players who worked or wandered around the holy flame city almost made the same action as the proud sheep and sheep, and issued the highest alarm.

For a while, long spears and Sun Yue, who were in the center of the city of magic, were shocked.

"Sister, protect yourself."

At the same time, when the alarm was issued, the proud sheep and sheep turned into a red escape light and flew to the center of the holy flame city. Within a hundred miles, there were also more than 100 similar escape lights trying to gather at the center of the holy flame city.

There are more senior commanders there, and where the president is, they will use the formation after gathering to produce far more powerful forces than fighting alone.

More than a hundred red dodging lights suddenly stopped and flew back slowly, showing a proud sheep and sheep with a confused face.

"What's the matter, brother?"

Asked the little sister, who was full of fear.

"After receiving the notice, it's not the invasion of foreign enemies, but all the people who sent the alarm were praised and the consolation points were rewarded."

Yang Yang's younger sister was stunned.

The ground of Shengyan palace is closed, covering the raging lava lake. Twelve runic iron chains like fire dragons have disappeared. There are golden and red flames burning on the huge pillars and walls in the palace, and they are back to their former calm appearance.

In the huge steel flame throne, Zhao Shi looked at the long sword in front of him.

It's about 1.2 meters long. It's eight sided Han sword system. The background color is still miserable white, but the sword is covered with twisted runes like red filaments.

The crack in the center of the sword is still there, but it is smaller. Under the handle is a bright crystal with blood network, just like an eye.

These appearances do not matter. In Zhao Shi's telepathy, the belief in the God of blood, like mountains and seas, converged from all directions and was absorbed, refined, reorganized and stored by the sword.

Even Zhao Shi, the master of the plane, can feel the chilly feeling.

"It seems to be a success."

Zhao Shi glanced at the sword suspended in front of him, but he didn't mean to use it personally.

The only way to cultivate immortals is to be refined and pure. Even though we have made a compromise for the sake of combat effectiveness and survival, the essence of immortality is unshakable.

The crystal coffin next to the steel flame throne was shocked and slowly suspended in front of Zhao Shi, so that Zhao Shi could see the scene inside.

Angel wing eyes slightly closed, hands on the chest, lips pale to the extreme, cold delicate beauty of the face did not like the previous mechanical indifference, but showed a little weak color.

The situation in his body is also very bad, not only the internal meridians collapsed more than half, the body interior is broken, and even a considerable part of life essence overdraft.

After a little thinking, Zhao Shi understood that it should be related to the woman named Wei'er outside the holy flame palace. Although her cultivation was reduced to the official Knight level, it was not a big problem.

"As the one who uses the most power of faith in this plane, you are lucky."Zhao Shi murmured to himself, and the tip of her finger broke automatically. A drop of deep red blood, which was full of aura and fragrance, flew to her pale lips and disappeared.

The injury is very heavy, life essence overdraft, even Zhao Shi treatment is also very troublesome, it is better to spend a little blood.

It's just ordinary blood, not original blood essence, which can't be consumed on her body.

A strong and pure vitality poured into her body, quickly repaired her dark wounds, overdrawn life, and even slightly enhanced her potential.

This is the king of heaven who has the fighting power of Yuanying level in the throne, and it is also the miraculous effect of the blood of the king of blood, and the genius treasure can not be compared.

Her face became ruddy, and her breath, like a candle in the wind, stabilized and rose slowly.

But still did not wake up.

Angel wing Karina's main injury is not in the body, but in her body, fighting spirit, and even the spirit need the support of faith.

However, the sea of faith in light has disappeared, and her strength has suddenly lost a large part. She can still be regarded as a super genius in the plane. She is of the same level as Gregory III and Joseph.

Zhao Shi's movements are not stopped. The white bone holy sword floating in front of her body shoots out thin threads of red sword gas, which pours into Karina's body to fill her vacancy.

The red filaments of Taoism, which are made up of pure faith, are flying up and down her body, just like a highly skilled God level weaver, who can make up for the defects in her fighting spirit, body and spirit with the power of belief in the God of blood.

In Zhao Shi's eyes, the fighting spirit network in her body is too crude and inefficient. Since all of them have paid such a high price, we still have to do our best.

He pondered for a long time, and little by little, he adjusted, changed and condensed her internal fighting Qi network and body structure, and made them perfect under the support of huge faith.

A month later.

Zhao Shi took back his slightly tired pen of divine consciousness, and his whole body's magic power flowed back, ending the long modification operation.

The angel's wings floating in front of her flashed with red light, and a dense grid of red energy network appeared on her body, and then slowly dissipated, giving her a natural and perfect breath.

"Well..."

Karina's long eyelashes moved slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and the flow of fighting Qi in her body became more active.

Instinctively, she yawned with her hand in her mouth, and her face was warm and comfortable, like a blonde who had just woken up from a morning nap.

This action full of life atmosphere has always been as cold and cold as machinery. It has a very strong contrast. It is so cute that Zhao Shidu is slightly stunned.

Then she saw Zhao Shi in her sleepy eyes.

Instinctively, he drew his sword and waved it. The force of faith like mountains and seas condensed into a terrible sword spirit. The space was slightly broken, and the blade of the sword was cut to Zhao Shi's neck.

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