Chapter 1295 (1/2)

”Well?” Chu Yan looks at in front of him to wriggle to wriggle to wriggle, scratch the head make a gesture of blood color Ruyi.

It's a magic weapon to have a good blood color. That's for sure.

But it's amazing that this magic weapon is so vivid.

”Is it true that the spirit of the instrument has been cultivated in the blood color of Ruyi?” A moment later, an idea appeared in Chu Yan's heart.

Most magic weapons, like monks, will gradually lose their original spirit and become scrap metal in the long time.

But there are also some, because of some coincidences, to seize the nature of heaven and earth, to get a big chance, a big adventure, and in the treasure, the cultivation of life like spirit.

The magic weapon of possession of spirit is available but not available.

Chu Yan just heard about it and never saw it.

Even the broken Star building has no magic weapon with spirit.

And not only the broken Star building, but also the clan gate of the whole state of yunaojiang.

For a moment, Chu Yan felt a little dazed.

He ran into a magic weapon to cultivate the spirit of utensils.

What's more incredible is that the one behind the gate of hell actually called such a magic weapon waste and wanted to crush it.

Chu Yan can't help but feel lucky at this time.

Fortunately, he controlled his body in time and stopped him.

Otherwise, the loss would be too great.

At the moment, this bloody Ruyi is in front of Chu Yan, trying to make a flattering gesture.

But unfortunately, Chu Yan tried many ways, but there was no way to communicate with each other.

I don't know whether it's my own realm or the wrong way.

But this blood color Ruyi didn't fly around because of it.

On the contrary, after finding that he had no way to communicate with Chu Yan, he gradually calmed down beside Chu Yan and finally hovered around Chu Yan.

It's just that. It's weird.

This red Ruyi is one of the keys to the palace above.

In addition, there must be other functions.

But now, Chu Yan is not clear, what is the other role.

He wants to put the red Ruyi into the storage ring or echo ring.

But Ruyi was reluctant.

After thinking about it, Chu Yan didn't force it, but grabbed each other and inserted it on his back.

Blood color Ruyi seems quite satisfied with this position. After twisting a few times, it doesn't move.

While Wusi Lanma and Puyang Yi haven't woken up at this time, Chu Yan looks at the corpse core taken out from the female corpse for a moment, and points out.

”Bloodthirsty by nature.”

Boom!

For a moment, Chu Yan felt that there was a surge of blood before his eyes.

Before he could react, the blood wave rushed in front of him and drowned him.

At this moment, Chu Yan felt like he had fallen into the sea of blood.

Between breathing, it's all bloody.

But Chu Yan didn't panic at all.

Because he can clearly feel that the rolling blood is constantly entering his body at the moment, making his body more concise and vigorous.

The blood gas in the core of the female corpse is not comparable to that of the corpse.

It's just a sky, an underground.

At this time, Chu Yan closed his eyes to meditate, absorbed the blood gas, but did not notice that his body surface, condensed out a blood ring.

This blood ring, at this time, just around his body, formed a circle.

However, with the continuous increase of blood gas absorbed by Chu Yan, the blood ring became bigger and bigger.

The coverage gradually reached half an mu, then one mu, two mu.

In the area covered by the blood ring, the void seemed to be twisted and nearly collapsed.

With the distortion of the void, the roar of prying steel plate came out.