Inside the research base of the Fantian Cult.

Zhu Lingwei from Jijian Pavilion stood in front of Li Xiuzhu and said helplessly, "Master, the matter of encirclement and suppression of the Heavenly Court..."

"I already know." Li Xiuzhu looked at Zhu Lingwei and said, "How is the place in Xiyue City? Is there something wrong?"

As a fortress city that has faced the devil's weapons for many years, the Jijian Pavilion of the four major sects has always been the strongest force in the devil's city and the strongest force in defending the devil's city. Generations of disciples have sacrificed their lives to fight against the devil.

After Li Xiuzhu began to study distorted weapons, he also went to find Elder Tianjian who was in charge of Xiyue City at that time. He received support from Jijian Pavilion, and then he started to study distorted weapons with all his strength.

And Zhu Lingwei, the senior sister of Jijian Pavilion, must have happened to her when she came back all the way.

Zhu Lingwei, "Xiang Tiandi arrived in Xiyue City two days ago. The Lei tribe's troops have overturned the committee and the Taoist school, and are now investigating the Fentian Sect all over the city. They have also sent people to prepare to search the northwest battlefield."

Li Xiuzhu took a deep breath, "Have they found this direction? It seems that the change in the Void Pulse has attracted their attention."

At this moment, Anne came over and said, "The experiment is about to begin."

Looking at this comrade who had been with him, Li Xiuzhu smiled and nodded, "I'm here." He turned to look at Zhu Lingwei, "Let Lan Jianteng (the principal of Xiyuechengdao School) be able to delay as long as possible, I will find a way here."

Li Xiuzhu and Annie came to the gate of the laboratory and saw Jianhui standing aside and looking at him with help.

Jianhui said nervously, "Master, is the experiment going to begin? Is there anything I can do?"

Li Xiuzhu looked at the other party with a very complicated look. The disciple of Jijian Pavilion in front of him was talented and had a far superior talent in swordsmanship. He was also the best among his peers. He even shone in the competition of the four schools. He was a genius hotly discussed among his peers. If he was given ten or twenty years to grow, he would definitely become a strong man in the ninth realm.

Later, Jianhui was even more inspired by him to participate in the experiment of distorted weapons. Even when he went to Central City, in order not to stop the experiment progress, Jianhui volunteered to be the experimenter and had close contact with the Blood-Creating Divine Sword.

Long-term participation in distortion weapon experiments has a low probability of causing mental trauma, even causing madness and distortion.

Jianhui's spirit was even distorted by the Blood-Changing Divine Sword. He suffered from severe mental illness. Not only did he withdraw from the experiment, but he could not practice before his mental state returned to normal.

"I really... can't do it?" Jianhui looked at the silent Li Xiuzhu, like a missing puppy, her eyes full of helplessness.

Li Xiuzhu pursed her lips, was silent for a moment, and patted Jianhui on the shoulder. "Because of your efforts and others, we have made so much progress in the research on distortion weapons. You are amazing.

In addition to experiments, we still need manpower. Even if you don’t continue to practice, you can make efforts for the human cause in other aspects. Please don’t give up..."

Jianhui listened blankly to what Li Xiuzhu said, looking at the backs of Li Xiuzhu and Annie leaving, he murmured, "I don't want to hear these... I don't want to listen to these..."

...

In the laboratory, under the layers of formations and runes defense, Li Xiuzhu walked towards the Blood-Creating Divine Sword in front of him step by step.

As the most skilled monk in the Fantian Sect who masters the bloodline of demons, he became the best experimenter of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword.

In the observation room, hundreds of monks stared at Li Xiuzhu's every move and the changes in each data.

"The concentration of pollution inspiration is normal."

"The void pulse is normal."

"There is no abnormality in the soul power..."

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu did not use the power of the demon bloodline, but just like an ordinary person, he reached out to the blood-transforming sword in front of him. His right hand was stretched out and he wore a thick glove, which was covered with dense runes and formations.

As his hand wearing gloves slowly stretched out, the runes on the gloves suddenly turned into words emitting white light, floating in the air, slowly wrapping up the Blood-Changing Divine Sword.

Qian Wangsun stared at Li Xiuzhu's movements, and as every white light gushed out, his heartbeat seemed to accelerate a little, becoming more and more nervous.

When the Fantian Sect first studied the Blood-Cultivation Divine Sword, it relied on Li Xiuzhu's personal cultivation and the power of the demon bloodline in his body to suppress it.

After this period of research, especially after Li Xiuzhu rescued a group of monks from the plague department laboratory, all of these monks participated in the distortion experiments organized by the immortals decades ago.

Their arrival greatly accelerated the research of the Fantian Sect and greatly increased the research on distortion and distortion weapons by the Fantian Sect.

Later, inspired by the hand of God found in the laboratory, by simulating some parameters of this divine body, the Fantian Sect created a hand of imitation, which is the glove that Li Xiuzhu wore at this moment.

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu, wearing a hand of imitation gods, grabbed the Blood-Changing Divine Sword, and layered white runes surrounded his palms and the Blood-Changing Divine Sword.

Everyone who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that they were approaching the Blood-Cultivation Divine Sword with their human body, and this step was at least successful.

The expression on Qian Wangsun's face, who was standing beside him, looked a lot more relaxed. "Successful, this at least shows that the path we are studying is right now. With the human body, we can master the body of God, and with the body of God, we can steal the power of heaven."

"I don't know if it's still time."

Although the experiment was successful, Qian Wangsun couldn't help frowning again when thinking about the current situation.

After the Daluo Tian Discussion ended, he specially returned to Donghua City.

Donghua City is now in turmoil. With the arrival of the Tianmen, no elders presided over the overall situation. People in the entire Sanqing Dao Sect are tragically persecuted every day.

The Fantian Sect is not having a good time. The power of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword is too powerful. Even if it has made numerous protections, some staff members have been affected by this distorted weapon and have various mental problems and can no longer participate in research or practice.

The increasingly heavy pressure was pressing on everyone's shoulders, making everyone hold their breath and want to make achievements in the research on distorted weapons.

Just as Qian Wangsun was thinking about these, bursts of exclamations came from all around him.

Annie beside her shouted, "Li Xiuzhu! What are you doing?"

Then he saw a fist intention suddenly rise from Li Xiuzhu who held the blood-transforming magic sword, which was a huge fist intention. At the same time, the soul power also gushed out of his hand and injected into the hand of the imitation god.
Chapter completed!