Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

0Inside the ruined hall, the Monarch Yong Xiong, who once controlled the monstrous power of the Black Sun Empire, had now turned into an ice-cold corpse and lay on the ground with grievances. The hole in his head depicted his miserable death.    0

    

Long Bufan placed the magic crystal in his hand into his storage ring, and his gaze once again landed on Yong Xiong's corpse. He felt that this fellow's body was in the shape of a ten-winged Dragon Blood Demon Emperor, wouldn't it be a waste if it were to rot here?    

    

In a moment, Long Bufan's mind suddenly stirred, and a light suddenly appeared in his mind.    

    

"Symbol Puppet!"    

    

Thinking about that, Long Bufan's face trembled, but a look of excitement flashed past his eyes. He vaguely remembered that when he was still an outer disciple of the Spirit Profound Martial House, he had obtained a set of talisman soldier s inside the secret realm, and named it Hei Ming. At that time, that guy was only a low-ranked soldier of the Two-winged Dragonblood Warrior Weapon.    

    

But after that, following Long Bufan's own strength rapidly rising, Hei Ming had already become a useless existence, and was thus placed in the Storm's Domain, guarding it.    

    

At this time, Yong Xiong's body was in the powerful form of the Ten Winged Dragon Bloodline Demon Emperor. If he refined it and changed it into a Symbol Puppet, he would be comparable to a Symbol Spirit Puppet in terms of strength.    

    

"It's more appropriate to give this corpse to Jiang Yu."    

    

Long Bufan secretly laughed in his heart. He immediately waved his hand and a wave of cold energy suddenly covered the ten-winged corpse and instantly formed a layer of ice that sealed it before keeping it inside the storage bag.    

    

As one of the twelve blood guards s, Jiang Yu was born in the Symbol Puppet Sect, and was an expert in refining puppets.    

    

The twelve blood guards was a Power that Long Bufan had personally created in the Temple Hall. Although in the past half year, because he was in the Infernal domain and because of his geographical location, he had plundered all kinds of resources and his strength had increased rapidly.    

    

However, Long Bufan did not underestimate those twelve people at all. He had stored a lot of resources in the storage bag, and when he returned to continent of the firmament, he would use the time tower to allow them to cultivate as day after day. With twelve blood guards's talent in Martial arts, he would quickly catch up to his domain.    

    

Looking at Long Bufan taking back the ten-winged corpse, the Black Jiao at the side, with a complicated look, asked: "Huo Chen, you brought me here to sneak in the palace's cultivation technique, did you teleport from the spatial martial arts?"    

    

Long Bufan had obviously expected that the Black Flood Dragon would ask such a question. With a calm expression, he truthfully nodded. "That's right."    

    

"Then, does Master know?" He was very clear that Long Bufan and he were both servants of Mo Lianyun. However, from the very beginning, he had never heard from Mo Lianyun that Long Bufan even possessed the power of the spatial martial arts.    

    

Tonight, Long Bufan had already probed the Black Jiao's loyalty to Mo Lianyun's way of thinking when he was eating the hotpot in the army camp. He knew that if this guy knew the truth, he would definitely tell Mo Lianyun everything about how he assassinated Yong Xiong.    

    

Therefore, before he could break through to the form of the Ten Winged Dragon Bloodline Demon Emperor, he had to think of a way to delay the Black Flood Dragon!