Chapter 355

After the ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit finished explaining to Jiang Li, he said something to the strong man.

The strong man nodded repeatedly, and his eyes towards Jiang Li changed from respect to admiration, and from admiration to fanaticism.

Then, he kowtowed to Jiang Li repeatedly, and cut his chest with his right hand like a palm knife, and a deep scar appeared immediately.

The strong man used both hands to stain the wound on his chest with warm and hot blood, painted strange patterns on his face, and under Jiang Li's surprised eyes, he crawled to Jiang Li's feet and painted the same pattern on his shoes.

Then he turned around and strode into the fog.

"This is the master recognition ceremony of the Haoxue Clan. Since he recognizes you, you will be his boss from now on. You can ask him to climb a mountain of swords and go down a sea of ​​fire without blinking an eye."

"Okay, take your knife and go up there to take a look."

The ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit knew that Jiang Li wanted to talk about something, so he said a few words in advance, then waved his hand at Jiang Li and disappeared without a trace.

On the other side.

Tianwang Mountain.

The strong smell of blood almost completely buried it.

There were corpses everywhere, some of them were from fierce beasts, some were from human practitioners, and even the corpse of a forbidden beast king and a strong corpse of a human forbidden sun.

Most of the Tianwang Mountain was cut off.

The ground was riddled with holes, and even traces of lava flowing out of the surface could be seen.

Although humans have won the war this time, it was a tragic victory.

The Tianwang Mountain Human Alliance has been exhausted by the fierce beasts' fearless and crazy actions.

Major General Zhu looked at the Tianwang Mountain, which had long lost its original appearance, and remained silent.

"The Ten Thousand Races seem to have noticed our plan. The frequency of the fierce beasts' attacks is too frequent."

A young man in military uniform with a scar on his face stood beside Major General Zhu and said.

"This kind of thing cannot be hidden. It has reached a white-hot stage. In addition to the direct comparison of combat effectiveness, it is also a comparison of who has a deeper foundation. At this time, conspiracies and tricks are nothing but clouds."

"Wei Ruo, you are still young. You must remember not to care about small gains and losses, but to focus on the longer term. Just like this battle, it seems that we won, but in fact we lost."

"Those guys from the Ten Thousand Races should not be underestimated. Now we are racing against time. If Jiang Li can successfully advance to the Forbidden Day, then we have a 30% chance of winning. If we cannot advance to the Forbidden Day before the Ten Thousand Races' Tianjiao is born, then mankind is finished."

Major General Zhu nodded, sighed, and his face was full of fatigue.

He hadn't rested for nearly a week. Although he was very tired and sleepy, he didn't dare to slack off, because he knew that if he relaxed and caused the early battle to collapse, it would be estimated that before Jiang Li could be promoted to the Forbidden Day, all mankind would be finished.

Wei Ruo's bright eyes seemed to understand something, but when he heard Major General Zhu talking about Jiang Li, he fell silent.

Not long ago, they were still competitors in the five major college leagues. At that time, Jiang Li was still an unknown boy, but as he overcame all obstacles in the competition, he soon reached the existence he admired.

And now, the only hope for the entire Zuxing human race to win is placed on Jiang Li, which makes him, who was born in the same era as Jiang Li, have an inexplicable sense of complexity.

Perhaps, the so-called "If there is Yu, why is there Liang?" is this feeling.

"Well, I remember, is there no news from Jiang Li?"

Wei Ruo asked after a long silence.

"I've arrived at the Ancient Cang Secret Realm, but I don't know what the situation is now. I hope everything goes well for him."

Major General Zhu sighed again, staring at the unrecognizable Tianwang Mountain in a daze.

The twelfth floor of the Ancient Cang Tower.

A huge crustacean corpse fell to the ground, and blue-purple smelly blood flowed on the ground.

Jiang Li turned his back to the huge crustacean corpse and slowly exhaled.

But the excitement in his eyes betrayed his extremely excited mood.

He gently stroked the blade of the Demon Devouring Sword, which exuded a strange blood color and slowly absorbed the blood of the huge crustacean corpse.

"So you are thirsty for blood."

Jiang Li looked at the extremely sharp blade and whispered softly.

And the Demon Devouring Sword made a slight chime.

Jiang Li was not surprised by this.

In the battle just now, Jiang Li found that the sword and himself fit perfectly, as if the sword was made for him.

He didn't feel at all that the magic sword had the danger of devouring its master as the ancient Cang Pagoda spirit said.

In fact, Jiang Li was right to feel this way. The God-Slaying Sword was originally made by Jiang Li's parents specifically for him.Jiang Li had already considered the issue of compatibility in his preparations.

And the rough prototype of the holy weapon, the nameless giant war knife, was what the ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit asked Jiang Li to cultivate and upgrade to the original holy weapon.

After countless battles and storms with Jiang Li, this rough prototype of the holy weapon had a trace of spirituality.

Although this trace of spirituality was very weak and not enough to become a weapon spirit, with this trace of spirituality, mixed with the Shura fighting spirit that was born to fight, the weapon spirit would become docile to Jiang Li.

Although the ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit had expected this, it did not expect that the knife would be so obedient to Jiang Li.

However, according to the ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit, with the gradual awakening of the Shura fighting spirit and the enhancement of the magic of the magic knife, then this magic-devouring knife will exert its ultimate power.

But on the contrary, as the magic knife becomes stronger and stronger, the risk of the magic knife devouring its master will also increase. As long as the knife owner is not strong enough or cannot suppress the magic knife one day,

Then, the magic sword will take over the master, enslave him and make him a sword slave, or even kill him.

"You performed well, very well. This is the reward for the twelfth floor. The difficulty of the next two floors will be hundreds of times more difficult than this one. You have to be careful."

The ancient Cang Pagoda spirit showed admiration, but soon this admiration turned into solemnity, because the last two floors of the ancient Cang Pagoda made him feel a little tricky.

After saying this, the ancient Cang Pagoda spirit threw eighteen rice-sized white jade objects at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li took these rice-sized white jade objects and was secretly shocked.

He could feel the energy contained in this rice-sized white jade. This capacity of energy was the energy of a full-strength attack for a promotion to the Sun.

"This is white chalcedony, which is rare even in the starry sky. These eighteen grains are enough to correspond to the reward of the twelfth floor. After absorbing these white chalcedony, your strength will be increased a little."

"By the way, this white chalcedony can also smell the body and five senses. When you absorb it, activate the Nine Transformations of God and Demon Body and open your five senses, and the effect will be better."

After saying this, the ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit disappeared from Jiang Li's sight again.