The Guide to the Peak of Quick Transmigration

The soul-refining ghost's thin, skinny body shivered slightly.

How could he not forget!

Back then, he was not as famous as he is now, but he just met a like-minded craftsman by chance.

The craftsman said that she could refine the talisman for him, but this talisman was very fierce, requiring the heart and soul of the user's 81 close relatives to create an array.

He killed all his relatives, but it was not enough.

So he killed all his concubines again, but there were still not enough 81.

Finally, when he returned home and saw his four children and two grandsons who had just turned one year old, he became ruthless and killed them all.

It was his own blood from his wife, and he killed it cleanly.

Only then did the hard work of 81 people come together.

When he excitedly took the heart and soul of 81 of his close relatives to find Wu Siyu, Wu Siyu just looked at the bottle of blood for a long time, and then looked at himself for a long time.

Only then grinned, patted himself on the shoulder meaningfully, and took the bottle of blood into the refining room.

Later, after I became famous, one day I wanted a more powerful fairy weapon, and I asked Wu Siyu to propose it.

Wu Siyu smiled and said, back then, I could use the blood of 81 close relatives to refine weapons, what else can I use to refine weapons now?

She still has eyes for that bottle of blood!It's really useful!

The power of hatred and resentment can be used as the eye of the formation, and can be refined into a magic weapon with very powerful attack power.

This incident became the insurmountable demon of the soul-refining ghost, and his cultivation has not improved since then.

He killed all his close relatives just to get heart blood. In fact, he didn't need to kill those people, he just needed to get blood.

"You...why didn't you tell me that day, you can also take the blood of your index finger." This question has been kept in the soul refining Guisha's mind for too many years, and today he finally asked it on the day that Lian Tian was about to die.

This is the demon in his heart, the demon that has trapped him for many years.

It is also the reason why he cannot improve half a point no matter what method he uses for cultivation.

"I think the formation drawn with my heart and soul looks better. Don't you think so? I thought you thought so too, so you killed all those people! What a pity, those people don't need to die." Wu Siyu said sarcastic remarks coldly.

It is obvious that people have ulterior motives and lack of greed, so who is to blame?

It was that person who had his own preconceived ideas, thinking that killing people would take their hearts, so that the formation drawn after taking blood would increase the power of the magic weapon even more.

Looking at the soul-refining ghost, the eyes are full of endless ridicule.

I also regretted that I didn't speak clearly and was misunderstood, but now, I really lamented that I was too wise.

If I had known that this person would be greedy for the magic weapon and spiritual weapon I refined today because of my close relationship with myself as a craftsman, I should have refined this person into a spiritual weapon long ago!

"This person has a vicious mind, so don't let her stay. If she has a divine weapon, there will be a bloodbath in our cultivation world in the future." I don't know who was the first to yell out such a sentence.Then I got the unanimous echo of many so-called decent families.

Although people in the devil way disdain the impassioned and righteous words of these so-called decent families, they also want to get some benefits from this Liantian, so naturally they agree without doubt.

The Buddha cultivator with benevolent eyebrows and good eyes chanted the Buddha's name loudly, "Liantian, you should kill yourself!"

Wu Siyu suddenly laughed when he heard the Buddhist monk who always chanted sutras and taught people to be kind.

Laughing and coughing, blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"There are only five celestial artifacts in the world, have you really seen them? Three of them were made by me. The Qiankun Cauldron has not yet been completed, but you can see for yourself what I have created in these ten unique formations." Wu Siyu smiled. Wanwan is very pretty, but it would be even better if the words were not so scary.

At this moment, no one is in the mood to see the beautiful woman gracefully.

None of the monks who came here after chasing and killing Wu Siyu was a dead man.

Hearing what Wu Siyu said, they all had a bad premonition. They had chased Wu Siyu for so long, because this man had countless magical weapons and spiritual weapons, and half of their casualties were not bad.

Now that she has finally been forced into this volcano, is there anything powerful about this person?

There are only three artifacts that are handed down in the world, either as the most mysterious Guiyimen as the treasure of the town sect, or in the devil world who lived for an unknown number of years. One is the natal magic weapon of the third place in the demon world, the Venerable Sawtooth Bear.

The monks present knew that there were three artifacts handed down over time, two artifacts that had been passed down for an unknown number of years, and the other Destroyer was made by this person, so they learned that she had refined it again. After getting the new artifact, they conspired to kill her and get the artifact.

"This is the only artifact, so many of you, how are you going to share it! Why don't I be a good person! Everyone has a share." Wu Siyu didn't know what to think of, and his smile was particularly bright.

It's just that at this time, such a smile looks a little weird.

Sure enough, before Wu Siyu's smile ended, the volcano began to collapse like the sky and the earth, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and countless red lights shot up into the sky through the moving cracks in the ground.

Wu Siyu was still leaning against the short tree motionless, with the same smile.

Wherever the red light went, it was invincible, harvesting the lives of the monks who came after her. Those who reacted quickly had already handed out the flying magic weapon, and those who responded slowly or had a slightly inferior cultivation level, in the blink of an eye Ashes to ashes.

"Liantian, you stop now, we can still spare your life." Taoist Sanfan of Qixingmen stepped on the flying sword and hung in the air, sweating coldly, but still uttering threatening words.

Before the words fell, it had turned into a red light, and the ground could not be seen clearly. Those monks who had separated from their bodies were surrounded by those dazzling red lights and dragged back. After that, the red light was even stronger and the area was larger. The faces of the monks who were hanging in the air were livid.

Such a ferocious weapon must be an artifact!

It automatically absorbs people's souls and nascent souls to replenish the original force, and it is death by death.

So perverted.

It really is the pinnacle!

This TM is simply a big killer!

The so-called everyone has a share, does it mean that they all die here?

Ten thousand grass-mud horses are galloping in the hearts of the living monks.

But he was really unwilling to let Wu Siyu go, this person had already run out of ammunition and food, otherwise he would not use this method of harming himself and the enemy.

Before these people decided whether to fight for the best, Wu Siyu ended up killing people and seizing the treasure, or they should just give up and make another plan.

Those red lights flourished and reached the sky.

The monks who were shrouded in it had no strength to resist, and looked at the monks who had no time to escape, howling without arms or legs.

Those red lights seemed to have eyes and thinking, chasing the monks who reacted quickly and wanted to fly away.

Everyone was terrified, they knew that Wu Siyu was a wonderful craftsman, and the things he refined were astonishingly destructive, but they didn't know that this person could refine such a large-scale destructive thing that was astonishingly destructive.

If they had known that this person was so powerful, they would have given them twelve bears' hearts and leopards' courage, and they wouldn't do such a thing of hugging and dying together!

Now it is obvious that Wu Siyu doesn't want to live anymore, so he will die with them together!

It's all nonsense to talk about death, to burn everything together, and to die together.

This is obviously the rhythm that I can't live on anyway, so you all die with me!

"Everyone, avoid those red lights." Soul Refining Guisha handed out his Soul Refining Umbrella. Although it blocked the attacking red light, his natal magic weapon, the Soul Refining Umbrella, was burnt with a big hole, and his natal magic weapon was damaged. , He himself was also injured a lot.

The people who were too busy avoiding the pursuit of the red light had no time to pay attention to this nonsense person.

I saw with my own eyes that many people lost their necks, heads, hands, feet, arms, and legs after touching the red light. Who didn't know how to hide from the red light!

Do you think that everyone has such a powerful natal treasure like you!

"It's called Shijue. It's a top-grade artifact, the work of my master." Wu Siyu smiled and watched those people struggling to escape with all their strength.

But these people don't know that once these ten unique skills are used, all living beings on this volcano will be wiped out.Of course it will be destroyed.Otherwise, if it can be used repeatedly, it will be really against the sky.

"You lunatic."

"Master Liantian, spare your life... we were only bewitched."

"My lord, please spare me! We were also instigated by others to do such a foolish thing."

"Master, please forgive me..."

"Sir..."

All kinds of abuse and begging for mercy became more and more quiet as the smell of blood around them became heavier.

Wu Siyu slid down while leaning against the dead tree.

Stretching out his hand to cover his heart, a peaceful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As early as yesterday, she was fatally injured, her heart was pierced, and she was able to survive until now because of the warmth that reassures her from time to time in her heart, which seems to appear in front of her the next moment. The man who saved her, made her want to meet.

She persisted, she believed that as long as she was holding on, that person would come.

But now she couldn't hold on any longer, she used force to seal the pierced heart, and now she no longer had the force to continue to seal the fatal wound.

Slowly closed his eyes.

Wu Siyu didn't see it at that moment. The moment she closed her eyes, the divine weapon Shijue seemed to sense the death of her master. With a mournful cry, all her original force erupted, enveloping all the creatures in the volcano, and exploded. There were brilliant sparks.

bang...

With a loud noise, the entire volcano began to collapse completely.

Mountains and rocks flew wildly, volcanoes toppled, stumps covered the ground, and blood flowed like rivers. Only for a moment did the dead trees and dwarf trees stand still.

The sparks hadn't dissipated completely, and a white figure flew from the distant sky like lightning.

Looking at the lifeless person in the dazzling red light of the Great Sage lying under a short tree, the blood and dust all over his body all showed how miserable and helpless this person was in the end.

The familiar baby face has thinned into an oval face, and the closed eyes block the familiar tenderness...

The author has something to say: I don’t know why I want to cry when I write

2017年12月27日14:06:12