"Death's Scythe" Four big characters of blood cut through the void and appeared bloody in front of Qin Yi, as if the demonic energy of countless demons had been condensed, chaotic, entangled, and making people's souls tremble.
Qin Yi closed his eyes and quickly browsed the information pouring into his mind.
In just a moment, the origin of the Death Scythe was fully understood.
"This turned out to be a magic weapon that fell out of a supreme demon from a higher plane when he was surrounded and suppressed.
When his body and soul were destroyed, it was precisely because of the death of the original owner that this artifact fell to a lower level.
The weapon spirit became so weak that it became a semi-artifact."
Qin Yi's eyes were clear, and a ball of blood in his palm slowly penetrated through the skin and condensed into a blood cell the size of an egg.
Qin Yi's blood now is no longer bright red, but noble gold.
Even just one drop can be diluted into a whole river of spiritual energy, and all things will be blessed.
Qin Yi did not hesitate and drove the blood into the death sickle, completely integrating it with the spirit of the weapon.
After absorbing Qin Yi's blood, the weapon spirit instantly connected with Qin Yi.
Although this connection is not as close as refining the life magic weapon, it is still 10,000 times stronger than blood refining and refining.
Unless he meets a super strong person from a higher plane, only Qin Yi can use the Death Scythe.
While fusing Qin Yi's blood, the weapon spirit also gained part of the power in Qin Yi's blood, and became significantly larger, reaching the size of an adult's hand, but it would take a long time to fully take shape.
"From now on, your growth, Qi Ling, is closely connected with me.
From now on, I will be your new master."
Qin Yi looked at Qi Ling, and a majestic momentum burst out, towering and suppressing.
In front of the weapon spirit.
The weapon spirit kept squirming, like a human being, making a bowing gesture.
Although he couldn't speak, Qin Yi could feel that Qi Ling had recognized his identity as the master.
Looking at the small weapon spirit, Qin Yi frowned, opened the books and browsed through them, and found a way to raise the weapon spirit.
“Artifact-level magic weapons require different breaths and luck depending on the type of magic weapon.
The furnace for smelting magic weapons needs to absorb the jeweled energy.
The higher the level of the absorbed treasure, the faster the weapon spirit will grow.
The elixir furnace for refining elixirs needs to absorb the breath of elixirs.
The higher the level of the elixir absorbed, the faster the weapon spirit will grow.
The magic weapon used in battle needs to absorb the killing aura, the killing momentum on the battlefield, and the essence and blood of all kinds of strong men.
The more it absorbs, the stronger it becomes and the faster it grows. " Qin Yi glanced at it and nodded secretly: "This demonic quagmire is full of demons and killings.
It is most suitable for the weapon spirit in the Death Scythe to grow rapidly.
It seems that King Midnight originally had the same plan.
With the help of the dense demonic energy of the demon quagmire, the weapon spirit can be bred, and some demon counts and demon dukes can even be killed, allowing the weapon spirit to absorb the essence and blood corpse pill.
But now, it is easier for me. " Qin Yi came to the Demon Quagmire this time to complete the task of exterminating demons.
Naturally, one word for dealing with demons is: kill.
In the large space above his head, there were still the flesh, blood and corpse pills of tens of thousands of demon slaves.
Qin Yi stretched out his hand to grab them and threw them all into the Tiantian Tomb.
The rolling demonic energy, mixed with the surging blood, condensed into demonic images with teeth and claws, roaring and roaring, trying to break free, but Qin Yi's true energy was released, and suddenly like thousands of cannon hammers, all these plasma demons were scattered and suppressed.
Entering the sea of blood, it is quickly smelted.
"The demonic energy on the Death God's Scythe can at least smelt hundreds of billions of Tianlun Ruyi Pearls.
It's just a pity that I am not good at alchemy, and my mastery of alchemy is far inferior to many elders in the academy who specialize in alchemy.
After these demonic energies are purified, it is better to see how many of the alchemy elders are loyal to the academy and have not been bribed by Huang Wuji.
We can hand over the purified demonic energy to them and let them refine the Bitianlun Ruyi elixir.
Higher elixir By then, any disciple sent out by our Tiansheng Academy will be a peerless genius and sweep across the continent."
Qin Yi was full of confidence and let out a long roar.
The surrounding wind and clouds surged into a stream of light and flew away into the sky.
Qin Yi is flying at this moment, and with the surging energy, even the void is being torn apart.
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There is already a faint feeling of majesty that is born from the sky, and I am a god.
After flying for a moment, Qin Yi suddenly had a thought in his mind.
In the air around him, there was a wave of thoughts calling him.
Although it was extremely weak, it was still captured by Qin Yi.
"Someone is looking for me."
Qin Yi stopped suddenly.
The void in front of him was violently impacted, crackling, and shattered all of a sudden.
With a sweep of his mind, Qin Yi immediately locked the opponent's position, with a look of confusion in his eyes: "It's him who is looking for me."
Qin Yi's current strength is astonishing.
He is bold and fearless.
He opens a time and space channel in the broken void in front of him and steps into it.
The next moment, Qin Yi's body appeared in the mid-air more than 100,000 miles away, as if carrying an invincible path, falling from the sky, earth, fire, water, wind, all were stepped down by him, and appeared in front of Yiwen Lushen.
"Look for me."
Qin Yi looked at the other party with burning eyes.
From the scroll, Qin Yi knew that the man in front of him, who looked to be in his twenties, was a genius and elite secretly cultivated by Longhu Sect in the past hundred years.
In the ranking of this demon slaying mission, he was once far ahead, but unfortunately he was quickly left behind by Qin Yi.
However, Qin Yi did not expect that the other party would chase him through the Demon Throne and arrive at the Demon Quagmire.
Qin Yi found out a spiritual thought, and with a slight sweep, he immediately knew the strength of the sixth level of the Fire Master realm.
Yiwen Lushen was also sizing up Qin Yi at this moment, but he was far less arrogant and unscrupulous than Qin Yi.
Instead, he was sizing him up carefully.
Although his expression remained calm, there was already a storm in his heart.
"So strong" Just feeling a hint of domineering aura from Qin Yi, Yi Wenlu's heart trembled, and his soul seemed to scream out.
Although Qin Yi stood in front of him, motionless, a majestic and mighty majesty that towered over the sky was suppressed so hard that it was almost like a giant palm that could make people unable to breathe.
The look in Qin Yi's eyes is even more like that of Yiwen Lushen.
He is extremely domineering and has insight into the heavens.
All kinds of rules and laws will be completely shattered in front of him.
He ignores all rules, reverses the road, and destroys the heavens.
I For the taste of gods "Although his realm is only two levels higher than mine, I'm afraid he can crush me to death with one finger."
Yi Wenlu's body and mind were full of despair, but at the same time he was glad that he had chosen such a relatively peaceful way.
Take the initiative to meet Qin Yi.
Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to think about the consequences.
"You're looking for me?"
Qin Yi asked again when he saw the panic in the other person's eyes.
"I am not as good as you" was a sentence that had been practiced many times, but when it came to my mouth, due to the trembling of my soul, it turned into this sentence, which was a completely incorrect answer
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