Half a day is probably not enough, but Li Tianqiu didn't spend even a little time thinking. The true energy condensed in his hand turned into a sharp dagger, and looked at Dayan quietly and said, "I don't have much time."

"Fellow Daoist's meaning..." Dayan's expression was solemn, his eyes were a little confused, and he seemed to understand the other party's thoughts.

"A fellow Taoist would like to come to my world?"

"Your world? Fellow Daoist is joking?"

"A small world is in my divine treasure." Li Tianqi's voice trembled a little. It was extremely risky to open his divine treasure to a great master of magical powers, which was equivalent to handing over his life to the other party. This was about trust and far exceeded this concept. The problem was that he had no choice now.

"You trust me so much?"

"At least... we are the same as the issue of the blood clan." Li Tianxi was unwilling to think about other things. At least Dayan did not leave with Liu Mo, which explained that his decision and adventure were worth it.

"Then..." Dayan swallowed and spitted, not knowing what to say.

"Borrow a drop of your essence and blood, I want to do a game." Li Tianqi took out the 'Crazy Magic Box', which contained amoeba. It can be transformed into various shapes according to the summoner's will, including the appearance of various creatures. With the essence and blood of Dayan, it will create another Dayan, with all the characteristics of Dayan's appearance, temperament, etc., and even exudes terrifying pressure. It is also daunting to sit there.

So Dayan completely understood Li Tianqi's idea. He was injured continuously and it was difficult to have the ability to fight again, so the soul could enter Li Tianqi's divine hiding and recuperate his wounds, and his body was stored by Li Tianqi's space treasures. Then creating a look is the key to attracting the blood clan. He knew that the purpose of Li Tianqi doing this was to harass the blood clan at all costs, kill the other party's vitality as much as possible, and buy time for Old Man Dong.

"If you want a drop of essence and blood, why should you be so troublesome?" Dayan laughed and slowly stretched out his left hand. A ball of bean-sized light suddenly appeared on the tip of his index finger. The ball of light entered Dayan's body along the fingertips, palm margins, and arms. Then his calm eyes became dim, and a drop of shiny blood dripped from the corner of Dayan's left eye, rolling on his palm, crystal clear and round.

Li Tianqiu was not polite, and took off the drop of essence and blood and summoned the amoeba. The short blade in his hand turned into a golden light to cover the essence and blood. After a moment, the amoeba was also sucked into the golden light ball. Soon another Dayan appeared, sitting upright by the bonfire, unable to distinguish between Dayan, who was close to him.

In the last step, Li Tianchou let go of his divine treasure without thinking. It was a small world in the realm of Dharma body. Da Yan looked awe-inspiring, and his soul left his body and calmly entered this world. Li Tianqi took out his space pocket and put Da Yan's body in. In this way, the task was completed. The whole process was very short, and the fusion of mutual trust between the two souls was completed.

In his spiritual consciousness, Dayan sat upright on the edge of the cliff of the Sea of ​​Yuanqi, meditating and healing his wounds. Many monsters and puppets protected him not to guard against Dayan, but to guard against the "Son of the Yuan Realm". For some reason, the "Son of the Yuan Realm" who left the Demon-Suppressing Tower has been staying in the mountains and forests farther away. He never approached the Sea of ​​Yuanqi, nor did he associate with the monsters, and he even disdained to communicate with Li Tianchou. He just stayed quietly, but instead had a very dangerous smell.

But Li Tianqiu couldn't worry about so much. Looking at the depths of the northern wasteland, he took a deep breath, left nine puppets, arranged a simple plum blossom formation, and looked at the bonfire that was about to burn out. With a stomp in his feet, his body disappeared from the spot.

The wind and sand in the depths of the wasteland are even more terrifying. The sand and gravel that rises with the strong wind are like the huge waves of the sea when it is violent, with extremely terrible erosion and destructive power. The momentum of the sandstorm has weakened a lot. In the northwest of the wilderness, there is a huge gap in the stretched mountains. In fact, this gap is an inverted valley. This is the entrance to the alien base mentioned by Mr. Ouyang, and it is also the place where Master Zhong Sanpu once came. The Holy Blood Array is in the deepest part of the valley.

The blood clan spent a lot of effort and fought against Li Tianchou and Dayan at the cost of sacrificing two elders and dozens of tribes, and finally found this place. Unfortunately, although there is the unique ancestral aura of the blood clan and even a faint formation spirit is scattered, the wasteland rocks in his eyes make it difficult to accurately locate the position of the holy blood formation.

The huge valley has been thoroughly dug, but there is no trace of the Holy Blood Array. There are many figures busy beside the black soil mound in the center of the valley, most of which are wrapped in black robes, which look very strange and mysterious.

Among the stars, there is an old lady's face, old and gloomy and terrifying. The old lady's appearance is actually no different from Fansheng, because she has lived in this world for a long time, and she has forgotten the years until the guy beside her, who is like a mantis, comes from the void and wakes her up, and then returns to her original source.

She is the high priest of the blood clan, and that guy like a mantis is another priest who was taken by Xiao Yanda in the space rift of the underground palace, called the swordsman.

The swordsman is a very complicated guy, combining intelligence and cruelty. These two characteristics are not contradictory, but they don’t sound particularly coordinated. The swordsman was chosen as a priest of the blood clan when he was young, which stems from his natural potential and extraordinary perception of the power of his ancestral source.

Since then, the swordsmen became obsessed with combat skills and magical powers, and were particularly interested in swordsmanship. They learned skills everywhere, searched for famous swords, and walked through the entire ghost world, reaching the level of madness. The elders believed that the swordsmen should not give up the most powerful blood skills of the blood clan. Obsessed with combat skills and magical powers will only bury his innate talent, but the swordsmen ignored them and still did their own things.

Later, by chance, the swordsman actually went to the prehistoric world with a hidden master of the blood clan. He learned the peerless sword technique from the mantis and practiced his body into a mantis-like appearance. After returning to the ghost world, he established his authority with his sword and killed countless times, so he was called the swordsman. As for his real name, he had long forgotten it.

Strangely, although the swordsman became famous for his martial arts, he was still a priest of the blood clan. Because his blood magic power did not stagnate due to his martial arts practice, he was increasing day by day and unfathomable, especially in the sensing of the power of the ancestral source and the use of totem summoning techniques, no one can beat him except the high priest. This should be the power of talent.

At present, the swordsman could not sense the Holy Blood Array, and the hope of finding this array became slim. Xiao Yanda had reached an agreement with Panmang to help Panmang escape. Panmang replied to use the Demon Eye to help find the Holy Blood Array, but soon after, Xiao Yanda was killed by Li Tianqiu, and Panmang ran away without a trace, and the agreement became a joke.

The last hope is "Blood Swears to Sacrifice the Heaven", which was proposed by the swordsman, based on the usual aggressive style of the blood clan and the hypothesis that the blood clan predicted that it could not gain a foothold in the mortal world after full exposure. The most convincing evidence is the recent cruel battles in the wasteland. The opponent not only has Li Xiucheng, the divine world, who was hated by the blood clan, but also participated in the Yuan world.

The blood clan suffered heavy casualties but found nothing and the situation was in jeopardy.

"Blood Swearing to Heaven" summons all tribesmen in the mortal world in the form of a blood sacrifice, exerting the most cruel means of revenge on opponents, and summoning the power of the ancestral source to repair the totem that was damaged in the battle. The greater the blood volume of the blood sacrifice, the more pure and thick the power of the ancestral source summoned. When it reaches a certain level, it will have a strong attraction to the Holy Blood Array, and passively finding this formation that makes all blood clans headache. It can be said to have three goals in one fell swoop.

But with such a life-threatening blow, the blood clan also risked huge genocide, which was equivalent to taking itself to the opposition of all the natives in the mortal world, and a total war was a life-and-death battle.

Such a major proposal was passed without any obstacles. Both the Presbyterians and the priests agreed, which fully demonstrated the fierceness and aggressive characteristics of the blood clan.

How many blood clans are hiding in the mortal world? Not to mention the Dayan and other mountain guards in the Yuan Realm, even the high priest of the blood clan itself did not know that since the outbreak of the battle in the wasteland, under the continuous summoning of the priests, the tribesmen have come to the wasteland continuously. There are people with powerful magical powers and ordinary clans, but the number far exceeds Dayan's estimate. The number of people gathered in the valley to participate in the construction of the Blood Oath altar has exceeded 1,000.

"Let the people who are rushing back and fight for their own battles. This place requires a lot of blood, not more combat power." An elder stared at the speed of the altar building and made a gloomy and cold voice.

"No," another old-faced priest nodded, with extremely fanatical emotions beating in his blood-red eyes, "but this amount is still far from enough. Dear children, we need stronger declarations and summons."

"In the mortal world, we cannot use secret techniques, we can only seek the help of totem."

"Totem is a powerful force given to us by the ancestors. It cannot be used easily, but we can burn our own blood." The cold voice of the swordsman made many of the same tribes around him shuddered.

"It was just one or two small setbacks that we had to give our tribe members their blood. Why did our tribe reach such a miserable level?"

"Compared with the creatures in this world, the number of our tribe is really insignificant, and there are strong people from other worlds. If we don't use extraordinary means, how can we talk about gaining a foothold? Looking at the history of our tribe's rebirth, which time did not make a clan member burn himself first? Since he has sweared to sacrifice to heaven, why should he look forward to it?" The swordsman retorted coldly, and every word was like an ice cone in the cold wasteland.

All eyes were looked at the high priest Sina, and the old lady's face was expressionless. She stared at the huge altar. At this time, the base had been built, but the speed was far from enough.

"Send a summon." Xinna sighed, as if it was a repeated resounding sound in her fate, which made everyone present sigh in her heart.

The swordsman waved his hand and continued to command in the cold voice, "No magical powers can not reproduce. Those who are too old will all go to the northeast corner to gather. May the ancestor be with them."

Immediately, a magician and a priest took the order and left. The wind seemed to be a little less powerful, but the sky was even more gloomy, and dark clouds rolled in the distance, and snowflakes floated up in the sky.

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Chapter completed!