Chapter 1064 Blood Sword King Puppet
In an underground cave, blood and water surged everywhere, and blood steamed.
This cave is too big, dozens of kilometers wide, and the bones of various races are floating in it, including humans, tigers, cows, and blood-skeleton vine demons.
The Blood Path treats every living being equally.
Jiang Ding came here and revealed his figure. He was a wooden vine demon in the late stage of divine transformation, with green branches dancing wildly.
This vine demon was the king of the wooden vine demon clan that existed in the Demonic Stone World. He later disappeared for no reason.
Some people speculated that the slaves might have fled, or that a big shot from the Horned Demon Imperial Clan had taken a fancy to his vitality, the Kiteng Demonic Heart, but there was no clear result.
Therefore, it was borrowed by Jiang Ding and used as a birth certificate.
"Edict!"
Jiang Ding took out a blood egg half the height of a man and threw it into the center of the blood lake.
He sat cross-legged, murmuring words in his mouth, and from time to time he performed magic spells. He took out the heavenly materials and earthly treasures from this region and smelted them into them. He then refined the blood eggs transformed by the Blood River King into arms and fingers.
The surrounding blood lake moved with the spell, and blood dragons rose up one after another and threw themselves into the blood eggs, making the aura of the blood eggs increase little by little.
There is no way, Blood River King is too weak.
Although he has reached the peak of God Transformation and has a good escape ability, his real strength is not much stronger than that of a monk in the early stage of God Transformation.
There is absolutely nothing that such strength can do.
What Jiang Ding has to do is to use the method of refining magic weapons and puppets, put in various materials, and re-refiner the Blood River King to enhance his strength.
As for this blood lake, it is a back-up plan of the Blood River King.
"...Rao..."
"...spare my life..."
Among the blood eggs, a handsome and enchanting face faintly emerged, pleading against the translucent egg shell.
"The law of the jungle is your law."
"You have to abide by it, even if it's your turn this time."
Jiang Ding's expression remained unchanged, he took out a fifth-level blood-yang iron, ignited it with magic power, turned it into a pool of scarlet metal liquid, and threw it into the blood egg that was half a man tall. The hot blood-colored metal caused another shrill cry to appear in the giant egg. Wail.
"A river of blood."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
"Under special circumstances, there are special reasons. Morality does take a secondary position in the face of survival. There should be no harsh criticism."
"If you're lucky enough, you'll survive."
Jiang Ding said slowly.
He once again cast spells one after another. Regardless of whether Blood River King understood it or not, they forced him to enter a state of slumber again and could no longer affect anything.
This is the truth.
Jiang Ding actually doesn't have much ill feelings toward the Blood River King.
In this cruel society ruled by the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, the Blood River King has done well enough without caring about morality.
No one can condescendingly accuse Blood River King unless someone can really do it better than him.
If the war can be won in the end, Jiang will definitely let him go and give him a truly top blood inheritance to make up for his extremely vain foundation.
Naturally, this is now a moral requirement.
If the situation in the realm has stabilized, and the order of the Immortal Sect and the human race has been shrouded, if the Blood River King still retains his past bloody style, he will be killed.
This time, that time. With no distracting thoughts in his mind, Jiang speeded up the sacrifice.
Jiang Ding now came out of the hidden state of his soul and began to refine magic weapons. This is actually more dangerous. If a great emperor passes by here, there is a 10% to 20% chance of catching him out.
However, after all, they are lurking in a foreign land and have to do things, so they cannot always remain safe.
In fact, even in the latent state of the soul, there are still risks. After all, it is a foreign domain. Only by completing the mission as soon as possible, completing the strategic goals of the home domain, and returning to the fairy gate can it be called safe.
……
While Jiang Ding was worshiping and refining the magic weapon, the war in the Flame Stone Star Territory was also in full swing.
Just over ten years later, Emperor Yanliu had already summoned an army of millions of natives and slaves to completely surround the small Demon Vine world occupied by Emperor Cangkong.
The Cangkong Emperor did not dare to fight in front of such a huge army and could only stick to the formation within the realm.
Seeing this, the army led by Flame Stone Emperor's morale was greatly boosted, and they began to attack the formation without stopping.
The first to appear were naturally the slave army commanded by many monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. They faced the most dangerous formations in the Demon Vine World and used their own flesh and blood to wear away the edge of the formations, laying the foundation for the subsequent Horned Demon Emperor Clan. The attack of the army of this tribe cleared away many traps and obstacles.
Countless strong men and soldiers from the Fox Tribe, Human Tribe, Tiger Tribe, and Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Tribe fell in the formation. Tens of thousands of monks died every moment, and the smell of blood and withering souls filled the small world. .
In the small world around you, there are hundreds of millions of slave monks, and they can be said to be each and every one of them.
The Flame Emperor's son turned a blind eye.
If a group of slave troops died, then another group would be mobilized from the rear. It would be insignificant.
Even if those slave monks died, their flesh, blood and souls would still be collected by the Horned Demon Emperor's own army supervising the battle from behind and used as raw materials for many treasures and elixirs. Nothing was wasted.
Under this brutal attack, Emperor Cangkong's small defense formation of magic vines was gradually worn away.
……
Jiang Ding is also paying attention to the ongoing Flame Stone Star Wars through various means.
"The Horned Demon Emperor Clan doesn't have an inheritance similar to the Boundary Array?"
Jiang Ding was surprised and quickly determined one thing.
The boundary formation is an important symbol that distinguishes the Immortal Sect from lower-level sects. It can regulate the flow of spiritual energy in the world and control natural disasters such as earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis, and storms. It can also gather the power of an area to fight against the enemy. It can provide certain blessings to the virtual refining level beings.
It can be said to be a masterpiece of immortality that integrates production and combat.
However, the Horned Demon Emperor Clan did not develop anything similar.
"Not bad."
"Good news."
Jiang Ding felt reassured: "The Horned Demon Emperor Clan, this immortal civilization finally has a shortcoming in an immortal technology that is far weaker than that of the mother domain. It has clear strategic value."
He wrote down the test results and prepared to send them back to the rear in the future.
Those who are powerful in refining the void will definitely be able to find a way to maximize this advantage.
"Condensation!"
While Jiang Ding's thoughts were swirling, the spell in his hand that had lasted for more than ten years gradually stopped.
Buzz!
The surrounding world buzzed and shook, and countless blood energy and metal filaments rushed here crazily, almost revealing the blood channel phenomenon that spread for thousands of kilometers. They were absorbed by the surrounding formations and did not affect the outside world.
After a few hours, the restless vision gradually stopped.
On the spot, in the dried cave of the Blood Lake, a blood-robed monk with hair as white as snow, handsome and enchanting, stood there, exuding an extremely sharp and bloody terrifying aura, as if he wanted to slaughter all the people in the world before he would give up. .
(End of chapter)