The world was bustling with activity for benefits. The world was bustling with activity for benefits.
The Rise of Ten Thousand Dragons in the Blood Desert was a once-in-a-lifetime fortuitous encounter. It could be said that it was not inferior to the appearance of Yunmeng Jie.
The Desolate Blood Desert was an ancient battlefield where countless mighty figures had fallen and countless magnates had been buried.
Here, the ancient saints had left behind the heavens and the earth.
Here, there were secret treasures left behind by the ancient powerhouses who had dazzled the world.
Here, there were the bones of the once invincible great men who had fallen.
Here, there were endless opportunities. It was not impossible to reach the heavens in a single bound.
Therefore, it was just a guess, just a sign.
Whether the Rise of Ten Thousand Dragons was real or not was not confirmed, but the world was already rushing to the extreme east — the Blood Desert.
They were afraid that if they were half a step slower, the opportunity that belonged to them would be snatched away by others.
After all, Yunmeng Jie was a lesson learned.
First come, first served. The faction that sealed the true name was still hated by tens of thousands of people.
...
Now, everyone in the world was heading to the Blood Desert.
However, Zhuo Bufan had no idea what was happening in the outside world.
In Black City, he was constantly tempering his fighting skills.
Now, his movement technique was drifting. Sword Qi accompanied him like willow catkins in the wind. Wherever he passed, countless withered bones were destroyed.
Obviously, Zhuo Bufan had honed his combat skills to the extreme.
He believed that it would be difficult to find a match for him at the same level.
Not to mention that he had two trump cards, the "Life and Death Duality" and the "Demonic Eye of Life and Death".
Just his understanding of combat skills alone was not inferior to that of a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles.
Boom!
With a swing of his sword, Zhuo Bufan slashed the last skeleton with a crown twelve times. Each slash broke its bones, and finally, it disintegrated into powder and disappeared in the air.
On the ashes of the skeleton, there was a white bone ring shining brightly.
The white bone ring was very strange. The ring was made of two small bones, and the diamond on the ring was a small black skull.
Zhuo Bufan picked up the skull ring and looked at it carefully for a moment. His intuition told him that he had to do something to take the skull ring for himself.
He tried to use his Spirit to engrave it, but there was no reaction.
"Smelly Bufan, try it with your blood," Xiao Mei suggested.
"I once saw in the Cloud Dream Bead that some humans used a part of their body to refine a life weapon that only they could use.
"This kind of life weapon is very powerful. Because it is refined from one's own blood and bones, it can even cause great damage to the body."
"Using a part of their body? Is it similar to Old Crow's' Black Hunt 'crow feather blade? "
"No wonder Old Old Crow was Blade with his saber. It's such a strange weapon.
Zhuo Bufan thought of the Crow Feather Blade, which was refined by the Old Crow using his own blood and feathers.
Only the Old Crow himself could unleash the true power of the Crow Feather Blade.
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"But if that's the case, how can my blood awaken this bone ring?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned.
Unlike talisman treasures and secret treasures, this was a life weapon refined by others using their own flesh and blood. It was a common item.
The Bone Ring in front of him could only be used if it was the right one.
"Smelly Extraordinary, haven't you noticed? No matter how I look at it, this city and this pagoda have nothing to do with your strange physique. "
Xiao Mei reminded.
Zhuo Bufan was stunned when he heard that.
If Xiao Mei hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have noticed. Only now did Zhuo Bufan feel that he and the bone ring in his hand were connected by blood.
How could this be?
Zhuo Bufan didn't understand. He had never refined anything like this before!
"Let's not think too much. We'll know once we give it a try."
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the bone ring.
The moment the blood dripped onto the bone, the drop of blood was completely absorbed by the bone. Then, a white light flashed along the outline of the bone ring.
In that instant, a strange memory appeared in Zhuo Bufan's mind.
"The Profound Skeleton Ring! The key to the Black Tower is a Body Spirit Ring refined from Emperor Xuan's flesh and blood. "
After Zhuo Bufan inexplicably received this piece of information in his mind, his spirit couldn't help but tremble.
"Emperor Xuan, Emperor Xuan, Emperor Xuan's Mystic Skeleton Ring?"
Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He didn't expect this ring to be Emperor Xuan's Profound Bone Ring.
Before Zhuo Bufan could react, the Profound Bone Ring automatically drilled into Zhuo Bufan's index finger and put it on.
Not only that, once it was put on, the white bone took root and connected with Zhuo Bufan's blood vessels.
It was as if it had a life of its own.
"Life? What is this?"
Just when Zhuo Bufan was shocked by the Profound Bone Ring's miraculous life, he suddenly felt the fluctuations of life within the Profound Bone Ring.
"Come out!"
Zhuo Bufan shouted. A black light flashed from the white bone ring. Then, a small skeleton less than half a meter tall appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.
It wasn't even half as tall as Xiao Mei.
After the little skeleton appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan, it knelt down in front of Zhuo Bufan.
"Master Emperor Xuan, please spare my life. Master Emperor Xuan, please spare my life!"
The little skeleton trembled as it knelt in front of Zhuo Bufan, shouting for Emperor Xuan to spare its life.
Its voice was like that of a five- or six-year-old boy.
"What the hell? I'm not Emperor Xuan!"
Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He didn't know why the little skeleton was shouting that he was Emperor Xuan.
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the little skeleton raised its head.
Black flames burned in its two skeletal eyes.
It shook its head left and right, then looked at Zhuo Bufan and was stunned.
"If you're not Master Emperor Xuan, then how can you wear the Profound Bone Ring? In this world, only Master Emperor Xuan can wear the Profound Bone Ring. "
The little skeleton was puzzled, although Zhuo Bufan didn't know what it was.
"I also want to know why I can wear the Profound Bone Ring. Could it have something to do with my body? "
Zhuo Bufan suddenly understood. Wasn't the Life-and-Death Mystic Body that he cultivated created by Emperor Xuan?
In other words, his body was exactly the same as Emperor Xuan's.
They had the same body, so he could wear the Profound Bone Ring.
There seemed to be a force calling out to him from the unseen world.
"If you're not Master Emperor Xuan, then can I stand up?"
The little skeleton continued to speak in a trembling voice.
Zhuo Bufan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You don't need my permission to ask that question, do you? But you, what the hell are you? How can a little skeleton speak? "
Zhuo Bufan squatted down, raised his finger, and tapped the little skeleton's forehead.
Xiao Mei rushed up and hugged the little skeleton.
"Stinky Bufan, this little skeleton is so interesting. I want it to be my pet."
Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at her, then grabbed the little skeleton and asked.
"Tell me, who are you? Was the shadow I saw just now you? "
The little skeleton was like a coward, its legs trembling as it answered.
"I, I am Xuan Xuan, the blood of Emperor Xuan, the ring spirit of the Profound Bone Ring."
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