Unlimited Bloodstone

The night is deep.

In the valley of the island, Cangxu climbed up from the ground.

"Oh, old arms and legs are old." The old scholar hammered his waist with his fist.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ya couldn't help but think back to the situation in which Cangbeard healed his facial wound in the Crescent Harbor dock.

"Master Cangxu is a Necromancer, and his body has also been transformed by Necromancer. Will he be tired too?" Bai Ya was puzzled.

Zong Ge looked on with folded arms.

After an hour of depiction and arrangement of the green whiskers, at this moment, there are dense lines on the ground of the valley and the surrounding mountain walls.

These lines are thick and thin, some are straight as swords, and some are curved like vines.

Cangxu frowned slightly, and checked for the last time. After confirming that it was correct, he began to instill his magic power into this temporary alchemy circle.

As more and more magic power was transmitted, the striped road gradually lit up, and soon the entire alchemy circle was lit up.

The brilliance gradually condensed, forming a huge white ball of light in the center of the circle.

"Success!" Seeing the light ball stabilized, Cangxu's face showed joy.

The order has already been decided.

With the soul crystal in his arms, Sandao walked into the white ball of light under the gaze of everyone.

The brilliance has no effect on the three knives, but the soul crystal in the goblin's hands quickly dissipated in the white light, turning into dark smoke, and quickly turning the white ball of light into a black ball.

A vortex is formed in the black ball, and the vortex continues to flow, making a whining sound.

After a dozen breaths, the black ball turned into a white light ball again.

The goblin three knives out of the ball of light vigorously.

Someone asked loudly: "How do you feel?"

"Excellent!" Sandao smiled.

The second place is cyanobacteria.

After he walked out, he was equally energetic, his previous fatigue was wiped out, and he admired from the bottom of his heart: "It's a well-known soul crystal."

But Cangxu reminded: "This is just your illusion. Your spirit has suddenly increased, but the physical fatigue still exists. You can't be careless."

Mange ranked seventh.

The Cavaliers are in tenth place.

After consuming a soul crystal, he felt clear and clear, and he felt a great sense of relaxation.

Cangsu said: "My lord, you have recently signed a lot of contracts. There are magical covenants and secret-keeping contracts, which will cause constraints and burdens on your body and soul."

Obviously, the improvement of mental power is making this burden smaller.

A contract with a lower level can hardly restrain an object with a higher life level.

As for why it is a covenant, not a slave contract or something.

This is because although the Golden Chin and the Sea Snake were captured by the young knights, they first took refuge in the Empire. Young people and others have to rely on the empire, and it is not appropriate to execute them.

Second, they are members of the Firebeard Pirate Group. Either killing them or enslaving them will make the Firebeard Pirates an enemy. This is not worth the loss.

Finally, the teenager has to consider the factor of the holy monument.

Bai Ya ranks among the last few.

The cyanobacteria comforted him, saying that there is hope of bloodline mutation.

But this hope is very slim.

There was a resentment in Bai Ya that he could not express himself, and he did not give up the right to use the soul crystal this time.

"Perhaps the increase in mental power can help me in my practice." Holding this fluke idea, Bai Ya secretly came to the corner and began to practice fighting spirit.

There is no long rope to shake him, but he has mastered the tricks of muscle movement, and shaking his arms can also have a high practice efficiency.

The increase in mental power is indeed obvious.

He perceives the emergence of grudge more clearly than before.

Dou Qi, between presence and absence, slowly emerges, and then disappears quickly as it diffuses.

Bai Ya: "..."

The soul crystal does not help much in fighting Qi cultivation.

On the contrary, the increase in mental power allowed Bai Ya to see the cruel truth of his aptitude more clearly.

After practicing for a while, the resentment and frustration in Bai Ya's chest made it difficult for him to hold on to himself. He squeezed his fists and looked up at the deep night sky. He has a strong urge to shout and roar at the sky and at the gods.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and forced it to endure.

The young man did not know that all his performance fell into the eyes of the blue algae.

The blue algae sighed, and did not step forward to comfort.

Because he knew that comfort was useless.

Baiya needs to accept this cruel fact. Cyanobacteria even felt that his previous words that comforted Bai Ya about bloodline mutations made Bai Ya more painful.

Because it gave Bai Ya hope.

And hope makes people yearn and causes pain.

"He needs someone to face the reality." In the end, the blue algae left silently.

He also began to practice.

Unlike Bai Ya, he has a bronze talent.

In his body, vindictive energy is constantly produced. Both the speed and scale of production are much higher than that of Baiya. The vindictive air is like mist, covering the cyanobacteria.

However, the blue algae sighed in his heart.

Just as Baiya hopes to become a bronze fighter, Cyanobacteria has also yearned to become a black iron level for many years.

Not available!

No matter how hard he tried and tried his best, there was no sign of success. No trace.

Bloodlines form a gap between people.

But cyanobacteria have long been used to it.

The mental journey that Bai Ya is going through is what he has gone through. It is also the mindset of countless transcendents throughout the ages.

In the darkness, sitting on the ground in an ashtray.

Surrounded by dense island rainforest.

A pirate headed by Gray, partly surrounded by the campfire, was sleeping with his eyes closed. Another part, scattered around, serves as a guard.

Ash is cultivating grudge.

Although his lower body is still, his hands are constantly moving.

Sometimes he pointed like a sword, sometimes his hands were claws, and sometimes he inserted one finger into the heart of the other hand, and kept pushing.

This is the practice method of Gray Mist's vindictive spirit.

He has a silver rank bloodline, so the generation of vindictive energy is another kind of atmosphere.

A wave of vindictive energy originated from the tips of his fingers, then gathered in the palm of his hand, flowing along his arm, like a stream. The steady stream penetrated into the depths of his body.

The night faded, and dawn came.

A gray body slowly opened his eyes.

He felt tired.

The practice of fighting qi is a hard and painstaking process, tapping strength from the body, so it is easy to get tired.

If you keep practicing, the limit of a gray body is one day and one night. He is far from reaching his limit now.

Because this is in the wild, not a good environment for cultivation. A whole body of ash needs to be kept in state and cannot be squeezed to the limit. Just like the pirates on the Birdy training, Mange never tried his best. Need to keep a certain state to guard against sudden battles.

But this is not the main reason why Ashes stopped practicing.

"Squirrel..." She was always worried about the sinking ship.

This ship has a very special meaning to him.

He needs to salvage the Squirrel and repair it.

But this behavior is very dangerous.

There must be someone staring at the place where the Squirrel sank.

A gray body needs a good opportunity and at the same time the help of others.

The young knight is the object of his help, and the former also asked for his performance.

"Credit!" This is how Ash understood.

"Get up, don't sleep anymore. We want to explore the entire island as soon as possible." A suit of gray awakened all the pirates he led.

The pirates didn't sleep well, and mumbled.

"No, the genius has just turned on."

"Didn't Captain Longfu say it? It won't sail until the afternoon."

"We collected a lot of food and water, enough to deal with each other, a gray adult."

Shaking his head in gray, he wants to finish exploring the island and draw a map.

Although this credit is small, the accumulation of less will yield more.

He knew clearly in his heart: Although he and Longfu signed a covenant, in fact the relationship between the two parties is not equal, and there is a distinction between upper and lower sides.

He has a gray and silver level cultivation base, and at the same time he has long been roaming as a pirate, and he has a small reputation.

Although the pirates were reluctant, they did not dare to disobey his orders. Soon they continued to set off.

The brighter the sky, this brings more convenience to the exploration of the gangsters.

As the sun rose from the sea, people in gray and others walked across the island and came to the other side.

The waves were tumbling, and a group of pirates suddenly turned out from the reef.

Both sides saw each other in a daze.

Yi Hui looked up quickly, and his eyes quickly stopped on the opponent's little boss. The leader of this team of pirates is a bronze fighter with a scimitar at his waist.

The other party is also looking at the gray.

"Orc?" The characteristics of a squirrel man are very obvious.

"Aristocrat?" He was dressed in elegant gray clothes and exquisite accessories. His body was straight, especially the neckline was tightly buttoned, giving a meticulous feeling.

"Silver level?!" The grey breath made the opponent's pirate's heart jump.

"Wait, you are..." The little bronze boss hesitated, and he thought of his gray identity.

But the next moment, a suit of Ash outrageously shot!

He stood up straight, swung his rapier, and quickly penetrated the opposing team.

The rapier flickered a few times in the crowd, as if several silver lightning were born out of thin air. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The pirates of the Justice had just reacted, and they had stopped at the end of the opposing team.

The little bronze head glared his eyes and covered his neck. But the blood still couldn't stop it, pouring out from the gap between his fingers.

The pirates behind him fell to the ground one by one and never got up again.

Later, the little boss also fell on the damp and cold reef, his face before his death was full of fear and shock.

A gray and sharp swordsmanship shocked the pirates of Justice.

As soon as they wanted to cheer, they were all yelled by ashes: "Shut up, idiots! Do you want the enemy to find us?"

"Yes, they are all pirates!" An old pirate looked at the corpse in one place, surely authentic.

"Who are they from?"

"It's not a merchant ship. We don't need to provoke our colleagues for no reason?"