Zhao Fu returned to the research center in Daqin to perform the blood ritual.
Zhao Fu entered the alchemy circle.
A young man tied to a pillar, with an angry face, shouted, "Who are you? Why are you arresting us."
A pretty girl said, scared, "Don't kill me, please, you can ask my family for anything you want, my family will surely give it to you, please, I don't want to die."
A strong young man with a look of hatred, cursed: "You bastard who killed my relatives, I must kill you, break your body into pieces and never live beyond life."
A beautiful woman with a graceful figure looked at Zhao Fu with the same hatred, "You killed my lover, I cursed you for not dying, I cursed everyone around you to die miserably, hahaha,"
Zhao Fu stood in the center without expression, a force spilled on the floor, the alchemy circle emitted a strong light and the enormous alchemist power around him quickly accumulated.
Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that Zhao Fu, a man of the apocalypse, could use the power of alchemy, and it looked very powerful.
The power that Zhao Fu uses now is a kind of alchemical power that combines the Eight Art of Forbidden Blood and the power to eat gold. This type of alchemical power is only slightly similar, but it is not real alchemical power, because it has not yet melted twenty-four types of runes.
At that point it was time to fuse the twenty-four runes, Zhao Fu reached out and laughed softly, "Eight Art of Forbidden Blood!"
A huge blood-colored power gushed out, forming twenty-four balls of light around Zhao Fu's palm. Zhao Fu continued to inject energy into him, and the twenty-four balls of light began to crystallize into twenty-four blood-colored masts. , A huge impulse spread.
Zhao Fu reached out and shook it, and the twenty-four blood crystals turned into bloody streamers, submerged in the bodies of the twenty-four people, and Zhao Fu's outstretched hand gripped tightly.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...
A scream echoed, and countless spurts of blood from the bodies of the twenty-four people. These people felt great pain and screamed, struggling constantly, but they were tied to the pillar and could not free themselves. Open.
These people grew old quickly, their hair quickly turned white, their complexion very wrinkled, they let out a last cry of death and their bodies disappeared in countless dust.
Only twenty-four blood-red flames were left floating in the air. Zhao Fu gripped tightly, and the twenty-four blood-colored flames floated on Zhao Fu's body quickly, inhaling many blood-colored flames, and Zhao Fu sat in the alchemy method. During training, he closed his eyes and started to fuse his blood.
The enormous power of alchemy around him continued to flow into Zhao Fu's body. While Zhao Fu was absorbing a wave of alchemical power, he melted the blood-colored flames and mixed them with his blood.
he did not know how much time had passed, Zhao Fu's body continued to exude the alchemist's aura, the sky suddenly darkened, numerous black clouds gathered, a terrible aura spread and the surroundings were also depressed.
Zhao Fu finally melted those flames completely, and at the same time absorbed a great deal of alchemical power, and now began to nurture his own twenty-four runes.
The black clouds in the sky thickly covered the sky, and a series of silvery arches shone with an aura of destruction, which was terrifying, and the hair was standing on end.
Zhao Fu also slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.
Bang!
There was thunder and a series of silver lightning strikes Zhao Fu with terrible power. The speed was very fast, like a broken bamboo, nobody could stop it.