Zhou Baopu's forehead, cheeks, neck and arms are all exposed with thick veins, and the light blue veins have bright red blood flowing continuously. Blood energy was continuously input into Zhou Baopu's body from the outside, forcing Zhou Baopu to run his skills at full speed to protect his mind and heart, so as not to lose his mind under the impact of such blood energy.
Mei Ji was completely quiet at this moment, staying there motionless, as if she was petrified by everything in front of her.
In fact, Mei Ji was not in a daze, but at this moment, she chose to be quiet and silent. She was prepared to do nothing, because she found that she could not do anything. In front of Zhou Baopu, she could not help at all, so she felt very sad.
Only now did Mei Ji know why some people embark on the journey of blood refining regardless of everything. It turns out that when faced with despair, everyone has the urge to change their destiny. Changing your destiny is not unattainable, it just comes with a price.
Seeing that Zhou Baopu was already so wary of people and things at such a young age, Mei Ji couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Although the blood refining path can improve people's strength, it does make people mature too early. In other words, it is too detached from human nature.
In other words, the journey of blood refining brings people closer to human nature, because in such a world where you compete with each other and the law of the jungle is rampant, human nature has undoubtedly been more fully demonstrated, and people's greed, selfishness, and ruthlessness have been brought to the extreme. of play. Maybe this is human nature, or maybe human nature is no different from animal nature.
Zhou Baopu's right hand was tightly attached to the protective shield, and he did not dare to relax at all, because he knew that if he relaxed, the consequences would be disastrous. If Zhou Baopu does not want to die without exploding his body, Zhou Baopu's most important method at present is to quickly use the skills in his body to the extreme.
The technique that Zhou Baopu practiced was exactly the Xuantian Book given to him by Fu Mo. As the tower-holding technique of Tianfu Tower, Xuantian Baodian has its own brilliance. However, no matter how brilliant the technique is, once faced with so many blood energy, it will inevitably appear to be a little stretched and unable to meet his cultivation requirements.
Only one hand was in contact with the protective shield, and Zhou Baopu felt a little uncomfortable, because in this case, all the blood from the outside could only enter his body through one of his hands. His muscles and veins were under a lot of pressure, and Zhou Baopu just wanted to put his other hand on the protective shield, which would at least reduce his burden a little.
But Zhou Baopu couldn't do that, because his left hand was not idle, and the dark curved sickle was held by his left hand.
Just when Zhou Baopu thought this, the dark curved sickle suddenly buzzed and screamed, and at the same time it kept shaking, as if it wanted to escape Zhou Baopu's palm. Seeing that the dark curved sickle was so humane, a familiar and strange feeling flashed in Zhou Baopu's heart, and at the same time he tentatively loosened his left hand a little.
With a whoosh, the dark curved sickle broke free from his left hand.
The dark curved sickle did not fall to the ground, but began to circle around Zhou Baopu. Finally, the dark curved sickle came to the top of Zhou Baopu's head, and began to rotate around its own center of gravity. With this rotation, the blood energy on the protective shield seemed to be pulled by something, and it actually began to run towards the dark curved sickle.
After Zhou Baopu flew out of the dark curved sickle, he immediately put his left hand on the protective shield.
Similarly, once Zhou Baopu's left hand got stuck on the protective shield, he couldn't pull it off. However, Zhou Baopu never thought that his left hand could be evacuated from the protective shield. The reason why he did this was because Zhou Baopu wanted his left hand to share some of the burden with him, so as not to resist the input of blood energy with one hand.
Perhaps it was because the dark curved sickle shared part of the blood energy, or perhaps because Zhou Baopu's left hand shared some of the blood energy from his right hand. When his left hand was put on the protective shield, Zhou Baopu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Sure enough, Zhou Baopu's face showed a hint of joy, and at the same time he worked harder to run the technique.
However, even so, because Zhou Baopu had absorbed too much essence and blood before, he felt a little unsustainable. Even if the Dark Curved Scythe shared some of the burden, Zhou Baopu's situation was still very critical. However, Zhou Baopu has never been able to find a way to break this balance.
Even if Zhou Baopu can find a way to break this balance, he probably won't do it easily, because breaking this balance means that he will face a new danger. Although the current situation is urgent, at least his life is not in danger. But if the current balance is broken, Zhou Baopu dare not guess whether he will encounter a new danger. Such worries made Zhou Baopu concentrate on dealing with blood energy, without daring to slack off at all.
The pitch-black curved sickle was rotating at high speed around Zhou Baopu's head. The pitch-black body and snow-white blade of the sickle, where there was any trace of black or white, had all turned into a bright red color. Mei Ji stared at all this blankly. When she saw this strange phenomenon happening to Zhou Baopu, although Mei Ji didn't understand what was happening in Zhou Baopu's body, she still took a breath of air for Zhou Baopu.
Seeing that Zhou Baopu was about to lose his strength, a black light suddenly burst out from the center of the dark curved sickle, shrouding Zhou Baopu. The black light was like a cover, covering Zhou Baopu. When the dark light hit his arms, Zhou Baopu was horrified to find that the blood that had been flowing through his hands and toward his arms had suddenly stopped.
And Zhou Baopu felt a coolness in his hot arms, which surged directly into his hands, allowing his hands to escape from the protective shield. Zhou Baopu held his hands in front of his eyes and shook them, feeling unusually comfortable. At the same time, he looked at the dark curved sickle in disbelief. After the dark curved sickle emitted that black light, it immediately became a little unreal.
Under Zhou Baopu's gaze, the shape of the dark curved sickle gradually became more illusory. The blood in the sky surged towards the illusory dark curved sickle. A black hole was formed where the dark curved sickle was, constantly devouring it. The blood of all that comes.
As the blood energy increased, the dark curved sickle suddenly became illusory and invisible, as if it had disappeared.
Looking at the dark curved sickle that was gradually disappearing and blurring, Zhou Baopu's eyes exuded an unbearable sadness. Could it be that in order to protect him, the dark curved sickle would be directly corroded by the blood, leaving no trace at all?
Zhou Baopu found it difficult to accept this situation. At the same time, he stared at the location of the dark curved sickle without blinking, preparing to continue tracking the changes in the dark curved sickle. If the dark curved sickle was really going to disappear, Zhou Baopu wanted to see it for the last time to save himself from future troubles. One day I can't remember it.
For Zhou Baopu, Black Curved Scythe is just a reborn parent. They are simply better to him than his biological parents! His biological parents only gave birth to him, and the Dark Curved Scythe saved his life more than once. In other words, his parents only gave him one life, and the Dark Curved Scythe gave him more than one life.
But now, the dark curved sickle that had saved him countless times was about to slowly disintegrate.
Zhou Baopu didn't know what kind of pain he would endure if the Dark Curved Scythe really disappeared.
While Zhou Baopu was thinking about this, he was also looking at the dark curved sickle intently. The dark curved sickle was indeed getting darker and darker as Zhou Baopu feared, and as its shape continued to become illusory, the blood in the air seemed to be strongly attracted, and it rapidly sprayed in its direction.
Now all the blood turned a blind eye to Zhou Baopu and Meiji, and was accommodated by the illusory jet-black curved scythe. However, at this time, Zhou Baopu not only did not think that the jet-black curved scythe was more powerful, but also felt a little worried about the jet-black curved scythe. . In Zhou Baopu's view, the reason why this phenomenon occurs is because the Dark Curved Scythe exerts its strength beyond its normal limits and even sacrifices itself, so it can achieve the current results.
And the problem is, the Dark Curved Scythe might just save him for the last time.
In Zhou Baopu's view, the Dark Curved Scythe was sacrificing itself just to save him.
Mei Ji looked at Zhou Baopu, and Zhou Baopu looked at the dark curved sickle. The dark curved sickle didn't look at anyone, it just kept spinning on its own, and as it kept spinning, it gradually became illusory. The illusory form became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to fade into a puff of air and dissipate between heaven and earth.
Boom, boom, boom!
A sound of "dong-dong-dong" appeared in the void. This sound had a rhythm and kept getting stronger. It seemed like the sound of knocking wooden fish with a monk, or the sound of a river flowing through a mountain stream. When this sound sounded, the dark curved sickle suddenly disappeared, and not even a shadow could be seen.
Zhou Baopu saw the dark curved sickle disappear and involuntarily wiped it towards the void. However, there seemed to be a barrier blocking access to that space. Zhou Baopu was so anxious that he helplessly looked at the place where the dark curved sickle disappeared. He became sad and sad, almost forgetting that he was still in danger.
"Are you okay?"
Meiji tried to ask when she saw that Zhou Baopu was in a low mood.
"It's okay."
Zhou Baopu said weakly.
"You're lying. If you were a good person, how could you be like this?"
Hearing Mei Ji's rhetorical question, Zhou Baopu gave Mei Ji a cold look and said in a cold voice: "Since you know what you are asking, what does it matter if I tell some lies?" ? How am I feeling now? Aren't you asking knowingly? If you were to face such a situation, could you remain indifferent? It has been with me for so many years, and finally it sacrificed itself for me.