Xu Zirong suddenly regretted it. He regretted that he should not ask for his blood essence in order to let his brother control this giant beast. This was really a difficult test for him.
Such sweet blood should be wasted on a puppet.
But the words have already been said, and the blood of his brother has also been handed over, no matter what, he can't let the other party take it back.
So, with a sense of jealousy, he put the drop of blood essence into the inner alchemy of the golden giant beast, then put the inner alchemy into the center of the skeleton, dripped a drop of his own blood essence, and began to cast the spell.
After Xu Ziyan's blood essence dripped into the inner alchemy, it was completely integrated with it, while Xu Zirong's blood essence formed a blood network outside the inner alchemy. As the light from the inner alchemy gradually strengthened, the blood net began to expand continuously, walking along the veins of the bones, and then forming skin and hair. After half an hour, a behemoth stood in the Xu family brothers' in front of you.
"It's amazing!" Xu Ziyan couldn't help sighing.
Although it has long been known that spells are magical, this method of deriving a giant beast from a corpse is really amazing.
It's just that he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Was such a spell really seen in miscellaneous notes
Moreover, the drop of primitive blood Xu Zirong left on the inner core also made him feel a little uncomfortable, not because of his dislike of magic, but in the novel, Xu Zirong only became a demon after cultivating the Heart Sutra of the Sea of Blood. He did, but he had never practiced the Heart Sutra of the Sea of Blood in his life, so why would he still...
No... Impossible... I must be overthinking!
Xu Ziyan shook his head vigorously, how could the ruthless Gorefiend in his previous life be his cute and well-behaved baby brother, blood essence, what's so great, didn't he donate a drop just now? You can't have everything related to blood, it's the Heart Sutra of the Sea of Blood, right
Although he does not admit that his younger brother has anything to do with the Gorefiend, in a remote corner of Xu Ziyan's heart, a seed of doubt has been planted. In the near future, this seed will take root and sprout, and eventually - A complete explosion!
It's just that at that time, it was too late for a lot of things... _(:з"∠)_
"Roar!" The golden beast let out a low roar under Xu Zirong's control. He was huge in size and had an amazing aura. Judging from his size, he definitely felt oppressive, but Xu Zirong knew very well that this was just what he looked like, unless he could find it. The inner alchemy of the same level as him can replace the incomplete product inside, otherwise, the effect of this golden giant beast puppet can only be regarded as unsatisfactory.
Xu Zirong actually lacked interest in such things, but his current strength was also very weak. Until he regained his full strength, this golden beast would be a good sign up card.
There has never been such a thing as peace in the world of comprehension, not to mention the cultivation of demons and demons, how many so-called decent disciples are secretly doing the same thing as murder and robbery.
Xu Zirong has seen this kind of thing a lot in his past life. He was once accused of slaughtering countless towns where mortals lived in order to cultivate magic arts. But in fact, there is only one small town that really has anything to do with him, and that town The reason for his extermination was that a righteous disciple coveted his beauty. He taught him a lesson if he didn't flirt with him, and felt very shameless, so he went to the nearest mortal town to kill and vent his anger.
In the eyes of some cultivators, mortal life is like an ant. In their long life, mortals can always reproduce one after another, so even if they kill some, they will soon recover.
Xu Zirong always scoffed at this kind of statement. He could pat his chest and say that compared to the secret deeds done by many cultivators of the righteous path, his Gorefiend is more open and upright.
"Zirong, how do you put this thing away?" Xu Ziyan looked at the huge golden beast and suddenly became worried. When it was a skeleton before, it could be brought together and put into the Qiankun bag, but now it is so large that it can't fit in the Qiankun bag...
"It's fine, it can create its own space." Xu Zirong said with a smile. "The natural instinct of the golden beast is an independent space. He has no life now, so it is suitable to put it in."
"Really, that's great." Xu Ziyan was delighted in the play, and then... "Uh, how do you let him in?"
"I put your blood essence into the inner core of this giant beast. You can communicate with him as long as you use your spiritual sense. When you need him to come out, just call him."
"good."
Xu Ziyan stared at the giant beast and gave an order in his mind to return him to his own space. The golden beast let out a low howl, and then the huge body gradually disappeared into the void.
Xu Ziyan closed his eyes and felt it. Because of the drop of blood essence, he could clearly feel that there was a connection between himself and the golden beast. Unfortunately, puppets are not life after all, and the golden beast could only accept his orders. , but could not give any response.
But thinking about it, if Xu Zirong created a living golden giant beast, he would be shocked. Creating life is the real method of the fairy family, and it is definitely not something that cultivators like them can master.
It has only been a day since he entered the secret realm of Qingling, and he has gained such a big harvest. It is absolutely false to say that Xu Ziyan is not happy.
Because there was nothing in this cemetery except the bones of giant golden beasts, the two brothers picked and picked from the large area of soft leather moss, and found the highest order pieces of soft leather that had turned into light blue. Moss left after that. This light blue soft-skin moss is an excellent additive for refining defensive magic weapons, which can make clothes softer without losing defense strength.
Four pieces of soft-skin moss can be sold for the price of ten middle-grade spirit stones, not only because the quality of this thing is very good, but also because the energy needed to support the evolution of soft-skin moss into blue is too great, even if It was a place where monsters such as golden giant beasts were buried, but only four were produced.
In the process of searching for the blue soft moss, they found a narrow passage, and the fresh wind was blowing from the passage.
After making sure that there was nothing worth taking away, the two brothers walked into the passage and walked for about half an hour. After turning a corner, they saw the opening in front of them.
Because of digging in the dark cave for a long time, Xu Ziyan's eyes couldn't help narrowing when he saw the light at the entrance of the cave, and accidentally mentioned a piece of gravel.
The gravel hit the rock wall with a crisp sound, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a large group of black shadows squeaked and rushed towards them.
"Be careful!" Xu Zirong shouted, and the vine seeds in his hand instantly spurred, weaving directly into a large green net, blocking them in front of them.
Thunder light bloomed in Xu Ziyan's hand, and ten tiny thunder snakes shot straight out from his fingertips.
"Squeak!" The first ten black shadows were hit by the Thunder Snake, making a shrill neigh, and the Thunder Snake didn't give up after hitting them, bursting dozens of thunder lights with a bang, splashing on these ten around the photo.
"Squeaky!" The shadows hit by the lightning screamed, one by one becoming extremely charred and falling to the ground with a crackle.
The remaining shadows squeaked and flew towards the exit.
"What's this?" Xu Ziyan was taken aback. Just now, his Thunder Snake burst was his ability to suppress the bottom of the box, and it would not have been exposed easily. If the situation just happened was too sudden, and the number of enemies was too large. , and he doesn't need to use his ultimate.
"It's a rock bat..." Xu Zirong carefully distinguished the corpse on the ground, and was suddenly dumbfounded.
This kind of rock bat is a very low-level monster with only about the fifth level of Qi refining. Their only advantage is that because their food is the rock where they live, their body composition is also rock. When they stayed with the rock, ordinary people's consciousness could not detect their existence at all, otherwise they would not have been attacked so suddenly.
Moreover, this rock bat is timid and light-weary. It has lived in the depths of the cave for many years. If it hadn't been startled by the sound of the gravel being kicked by Xu Ziyan, it probably wouldn't have suddenly launched an attack.
Silently said sorry to the unfortunate rock bats in his heart, and then Xu Ziyan put those charred rock bats into the Qiankun bag one by one. The bones of rock bats are also the material for refining tools. If you die, don't waste your corpse... →. → After walking a few steps, the two quickly walked out of the cave. It was early morning when they entered the secret realm of Qingling, and now it is also the rising sun. Although the two brothers have been digging for a day, the harvest is enough to make countless people envious .
"Let's go, just pick one side." Xu Ziyan said to Xu Zirong.
The scope of the secret realm of Qingling is too large, and the number of people who enter each time is very limited, so so far, no sect can have a map here.
"That's it." Xu Zirong pointed in a random direction. He didn't know what was there, but he somehow felt something there.
"Let's go." Xu Ziyan didn't mind, anyway, they had already gained enough from this trip. Even if they were empty-handed for the next month, they would not come here for nothing.
The two brothers flew with their swords and headed in the direction Xu Zirong pointed out. Mountains and rivers were crossed one by one under their feet. I wonder if it was his own illusion. Xu Zirong felt that the closer he was to that direction, the more he felt in his heart. the stronger.
"Wait a minute!" Xu Ziyan suddenly stopped in mid-air, Xu Zirong lowered his head following his line of sight.
I saw a fainted monk lying on the grass below them.
The cultivator was wearing a white robe, but at this time the robe was covered with stains. Xu Ziyan naturally descended, as if he wanted to see the person's life and death, but Xu Zirong couldn't help wrinkling just by looking at the figure. Brows raised.
"elder brother… "
"It's okay, I'll go down and have a look. If I can save it alive, save it."