"How about you and Zhang Tai continue chatting? I'm very interested in your topic. It's okay to wait nearby for a while."

It's strange to say.

The two were obviously chatting happily and revealed a lot of key information.

Unexpectedly, it suddenly jumped to the stage of 'look at me' and 'look at you'.

Zhang Tai is also a fool, and he dares to take action just because he is a veteran priest.

But he didn't want Qian Jin to dare to sit here carelessly. He didn't know the strength gap between the two.

"Humph, you really have a problem."

Qian Jin snorted coldly, but then remembered, "Shado died in your Fire Fist tribe at the beginning. Now it seems that it was not some master who passed by and took action, but it was the handiwork of your Fire Fist tribe, right?"

"You want to know?"

Sumo blinked, "How about this, you ask me a question, and I ask you a question?"

"Can."

Realizing that Su Mo didn't seem to have any murderous intention, Qian Jin rolled his eyes and simply agreed.

"But you have to answer my question first."

"Okay, Shado was indeed killed by us. We don't know why he, a small second-level priest, dared to go to the Fire Fist tribe alone to seek death. Didn't you see that Priest Thomas killed him with one punch?

It blasted Shado in half."

Wow.

Zhang Tai, who was lying on the ground, looked a little pale again, and once again felt fear spreading throughout his body.

Qian Jin, on the other hand, showed an expected expression.

"It's your turn."

"Okay, my first question is...where is Sha Ming?"

Qian Jin immediately shook his head.

"There is no need to ask this kind of question. It's not that I don't want to answer it, but that I can't answer it. Unless you can unlock the special magic that Holy Priest Shaming cast on me, I won't be able to say a word."

Forbidden categories of magic?

Sumo was not surprised. He had seen descriptions of this category in many books before.

Considering that Sha Ming comes from a low-order rift, it is not surprising to have this special type of divine magic.

"Let's change the question. I'm a little curious about what kind of evil magic you practice. It doesn't seem like direct control of blood, but like a... special vibration at the same frequency?"

If it is blood manipulation, then just draw blood directly from the human body. There is no need to condense any blood arrows or blood horses.

"As expected, you are also evil cultivators."

Qian Jin seemed to realize something was wrong, and he made up a lot of things in his own mind.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that what we practice is the art of blood sacrifice that has been lost for several years. As long as we have enough blood food, we can quickly reach the ninth level of divine priest without any hindrance."

"So strong? No other restrictions?"

"Of course not!" Hearing Su Mo's question, Qian Jin suddenly felt embarrassed.

But what surprised him was that Sumo looked over curiously.

"Then you can suck one and show it to me."

Qian Jin: "???"

Good guy, you think I'm a juggler, and I can show off evil magic at will, right?

However, Somo's next words made him hold back his anger and start thinking seriously.

"A few months ago, you were a mortal and I was a mortal, but now I am at level four and you are at level three. Can you tell me which one is stronger, your evil method or my righteous method?"

"But if this Blood Food Sacrifice Refining Technique is really powerful, I would be willing to exchange it with you so that we can improve each other."

"Do you really mean what you said?"

Qian Jin looked serious and completely ignored the distinction between evil and righteousness in Soma's words.

"Of course we take it seriously. After all, who doesn't want to become a priest and roam freely in this vast world?"

"I didn't expect that you, the leader of a tribe of dozens of people, have quite a big appetite. Okay, then I will believe you once."

Qian Jin tilted his head and thought for a moment.

Compared to bringing back blood food, if you can bring back a new sorcery, you will definitely be rewarded by Sha Ming.

Perhaps Sha Ming would be willing to lift the restrictions and let him go free.

"You, come here."

Thinking about it, Qian Jin suddenly reached out and grabbed a man in black behind him.

"Clan Chief...Clan Chief, spare me..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you weren't the leader of this clan, you would have died a few months ago."

The man in black struggled so hard that Qian Jin simply used magic to knock him out.

"The Blood Sacrifice Refining Technique was originally a divine art developed to refine priestly artifacts. The developers imitated the blood sacrifice method and wanted to use the blood in the human body to refine the artifacts to increase their power and produce stronger weapons.

Affinity.”

"But accidentally, he discovered that every time the blood was drawn, the same frequency vibration was counted as a magical cycle, and was not limited by the number of daily uses of the magical spell."

"After many improvements later, the Blood Food Sacrifice Refining Technique I use now can not only extract it at the same frequency, but also absorb it at the same frequency. One operation is equivalent to two more times."

Qian Jin said as he started to draw out the man in black.

His exposed skin changed color rapidly, as if all the blood in his body was converging towards his head.

Wow.

The head of the man in black is getting bigger and bigger.

"His physique is average and can only support seventeen cycles. If he inhales any more, he will explode."

Streams of blood protruded from the facial features of the man in black. Qian Jin opened his mouth slightly and took the blood into his belly.

Visible to the naked eye, his face turned rosy, as if all the injuries he had just suffered had recovered.

"It takes seventeen cycles to extract, and it also takes seventeen cycles to absorb."

"One blood meal can be provided nearly forty times. You should understand what kind of terrifying efficiency this is, right?"

After drinking the blood food, Qian Jin suppressed the feeling of pleasure and said in a hurry.

The standard for a ninth-level divine priest is to release one million divine spells.

According to the efficiency shown by Qian Jin, only 30,000 blood feeds are needed to meet the requirements.

But the fact is that as the priest's strength increases, the speed of blood extraction will also increase simultaneously.

When Qian reaches level three, the man in black can still persist for seventeen cycles.

When he reaches level 6, which can last up to seven or eight cycles, he will be beaten to death.

According to this growth rate, if you want to rely on blood food sacrifice to reach the ninth level, you need to extract at least 150,000 to 200,000 blood food.

This is a very exaggerated number.

This is equivalent to more than twice the entire population of Fissure 37.

"That's it? With your efficiency, how much can you smoke in a day?"

The magic of greeting can provide 2100 experience every day, which is equivalent to drawing 60 people.

But sixty people are the population of a micro-tribe. If they continue to disappear, they will inevitably attract the attention of the Priesthood Affairs Office.

Somo curled his lips and continued before Qian Jin, "In terms of application, the blood arrow just now is an ability that comes with the blood food sacrifice refining technique?"

"Hmph, it is indeed difficult to collect blood food, but ordinary evil spells have no offensive capabilities."

Qian Jin seemed to be sure that Sumo wanted to use this to lower the price, so he simply started selling, "The Blood Eating Sacrifice Refining Technique comes with three powerful divine arts, the third-level blood flow technique, the fifth-level blood arrow technique, and the seventh-level

Blood Spear Technique."

"There are also two defensive magical arts, the fifth-level blood shield technique and the eighth-level blood barrier technique."

"How about it? I won't suffer any loss by exchanging with you, right?"

so much?

Su Mo's brows jumped. If Sha Ming was promoted to the sixth level, he would still have seventh and eighth levels of magic.

To be able to defeat him firmly, without having the same level of magic, you have to advance to at least the seventh level priest.

However, the seventh-level priest needs 400,000 times. At the current speed, it will take half a year.

"At this stage, Sha Ming should be a son of luck arranged by the world designer. He came specifically to snipe me. He still can't afford to offend him now."

There were only nine months left to experience the magic, and Soma had no intention of continuing to create it.
To be continued...