Commanding Wind and Cloud

Carts of broken hammers were placed in the courtyard of the Blacksmiths Union, telling everyone in a special situation that forging soul soldiers is really a very, very, very expensive thing! So much hammering is enough to bankrupt many families.

These are only some of the tools. If you add various materials of the soul soldier, the high price may make a local division of labor go bankrupt in a blink of an eye, and collectively go to the street to beg.

Seven pieces! Seven soul soldiers!

After forging without day or night, after scrapping several soul soldiers' materials during the period, Qian Jin found that his courage was getting stronger and stronger.

When I used the scrapped material for the first time, I didn’t recover my emotions for an hour. The soul weapon material that was scrapped just now didn’t feel any emotion at all.

knife! sword! gun! hammer……

Different soul soldiers are placed on the same table.

Twenty-odd branch presidents of the Warrior Union stood side by side like elementary school students not far from the soul soldiers' platform, staring straight at the soul soldiers on the platform. If it weren't for Mu Gui Wuxin's holy strength suppressing the scene, maybe everyone would have swarmed up and started fighting for each other.

Soul soldiers! Holy!

In the past few days, the 20 or so presidents with the best psychological quality have also suffered from insomnia for six whole nights, waiting for this moment in front of them.

More than twenty branch presidents of the Warrior Union looked at each other with hostility in their eyes. Although they knew that this would not be the last batch of soul soldiers, who would not want to become a saint sooner?

"Seven soul soldiers? Including the soul soldier in Yi's hand, there are eight soul soldiers!"

Duan Feng Bu Er swaggered around the position of the soul soldier, this is enough to make seven strong men who have become holy! In the future, on the battlefield of humans and demons, these seven sanctified powerhouses will be organized into a small assault team, and the power they will display will be enough to determine the outcome of a corner of the battlefield, right?

"There are so many presidents..."

It is always full of sunshine, and it will always make people feel very comfortable when they listen to it. The voice of Snake Emperor Pan Hongji rang from the position of the gate.

Almost all the presidents present had seen Pan Hongji before, and they had a deep memory of this special voice that only needs to be heard once and will never be forgotten until death.

He raised his eyebrows vigorously with a surprised expression. He knew that the Snake Emperor's eyes were very sharp, but he didn't expect to make the presidents of these ordinary soldiers respect him. This is really not easy.

"Hello, Snake Emperor..."

"The Snake Emperor is here..."

Several presidents of the fighter union greeted Pan Hongji very familiarly.

"Yes, here we come. It's been a long time, and your strength has improved again! Not bad, not bad! Congratulations, everyone can finally become a saint."

Pan Hongji was very unassuming, and greeted everyone in an easy-going way, and came to the seven soul soldiers and circled around the table and kept tutting: "Good stuff, really good stuff!"

Looking at Pan Hongji with a vigorous smile: "The Snake Emperor is a blood warrior, so he doesn't need soul soldiers at all."

"Where, where is there no need?" Pan Hongji looked at Qian Jin seriously: "You can't say that! I was still thinking, please, my little brother Gan Jin, to forge some soul soldiers for our Pan family. Let those very talented boys use the method of soul soldiers to become a saint, and then open the saint-level bloodline awakening level, when the time comes..."

Pan Hongji looked at the sky fascinatedly, his eyes flashed with the light of infinite reverie, several presidents of the fighter union looked at Pan Hongji in surprise, this idea...is amazing! If that is the case, the Hydra bloodline warrior family is likely to completely surpass the top ten bloodline warrior families!

As for whether it can be on an equal footing with the other three ultimate bloodline warrior families, that is hard to say, but surpassing the other top ten bloodline warrior families and becoming the strongest family of the top ten bloodline warrior families, there will be no problem!

"Okay, no problem!" Motivation agreed very simply: "Also, Snake Emperor, I have researched some new experience in the past few days, about the mysterious potion, um! About the blood..."

"About the bloodline?"

Pan Hongji's calm expression was no longer calm in an instant, and his body flashed directly in front of Ke Jin. The presidents of the fighter unions around him were startled by this move. Mr. Snake Emperor, who was always very calm until the stars fell from the sky, was so excited and restless today because of Qi Ke's words.

"Well... I don't know if I can open the door to the ultimate awakening... But at least... it should be somewhat useful, right?"

Pan Hongji's breathing became short of breath, looking at Gan Jin scratching his head, as if he was telling an expression that the price of Chinese cabbage had risen by another copper plate today, and at the same time he was speechless for a while.

Speechless! That's right! Just speechless! Pan Hongji really couldn't understand why he was able to speak so calmly about such a thing that would make any blood warrior faint, just like when the aunts were talking about today's vegetable prices?

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm willing to try..."

"Snake Emperor, you have a noble status, you cannot do this kind of experiment! It's too dangerous! The Pan family still depends on you, why don't you let me try it first? If you accidentally drink the mysterious potion, you will die!"

Duanfeng Buer had a threatening expression on his face, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had settled for Pan Hongji. At the same time, he dodged to the side obediently, avoiding Pan Hongji's kick that kicked his ass with a smile.

"Boy, just make fun of me." Pan Hongji looked at Duanfeng Buer with a smile: "Are you about to become a saint and awaken?"

"Soon, but..." Duanfeng Buer scratched his head: "I plan to find a sacred artifact in a few days to play..."

"Holy Artifact..." Pan Hongji raised his hand to cover his strong heart, looked back at Qian Jin's serious face, and sighed again and again: "Holy Artifact...Holy Artifact...You brats, just toss it! Toss it!"

"Why did the Snake Emperor come so early? Isn't there still a few days before the rookie king competition?" Mu Nazhence asked many questions in the minds of the presidents of the fighter union.

"Isn't it for you?" Pan Hongji gave a blank look: "I heard that you are going to engage in some collective sanctification, so I rushed here. You don't think that if you continue to toss like this, you will only get benefits, right?"

"Didn't you come? Presumably, you contacted the heads of a few bloodline families to protect my little sapling?" He looked at Pan Hongji with a smile on his face, "Can Zhanxuan still do it?"

"You can't do it clearly, but you can't come in the dark?" Pan Hongji curled his lips: "You let such a group of people become holy, then what's next? Burning family? Battle hall? As long as you have the materials in hand, then there will be a steady stream of making holy powers. Do you know what that concept is? What kind of impact will it have on the balance of the social structure of the entire Zhence Dynasty, and even the three tribes of humans, demons and barbarians?"

"Gan Zhanxuan always wants to destroy the demons in his dreams. He likes to see such a holy powerhouse you make. However, this does not mean that other strong men in the Gan family are willing to see such a situation."

Pan Hongji smiled with a hint of admiration: "That old guy Gan Zhanxuan, although he is a bit domineering, he will not attack you when he sees that you can make ordinary soldiers become saints. He is extremely conceited. As long as you keep making saints, in his eyes, you are an important tool that can help the dynasty destroy the demons, and you have the value of survival! As for..."

Pan Hongji raised his hand and patted Mo Jin on the shoulder: "He doesn't care if you create a soul soldier to help a soldier become a saint, and it will pose a threat to him! So he won't attack you, but it's hard to say for others... After all, not everyone has the confidence and arrogance of Gan Zhanxuan."

confidence? Qian Jin really wanted to sneer to express his disdain, but found that he couldn't make such a disdainful sneer, no matter how much he hated Gan Zhanxuan, he had to admit that the head of the Gan family was really confident and domineering.

"And the generation of the Gan family has the ultimate bloodline awakened warriors..." Pan Hongji shrugged his shoulders with a sense of helplessness and envy: "In the face of absolute power, it's no wonder that Gan Zhanxuan is not crazy. After all, the Gan family also has their own holy artifacts. Although the soul soldiers are extremely eager, they will not be as eager as I am."

"That's right! This is about to be sanctified? Isn't it?"

Pan Hongji changed the subject, and looked at the several soul soldiers on the table again.

Seeing the look in Pan Hongji's eyes, several branch presidents of the Warrior Union stood in front of the stage, blocked the soul soldiers with their bodies, and said together, "Master Snake King, you can't plan on our group of soul soldiers."

Pan Hongji looked at the presidents in front of him angrily and amusedly, then turned to look at Qian Jin: "I'll let those boys from our Pan family take advantage of you, shall we?"

"Taking advantage?" Motivation froze for a moment, then laughed immediately: "Master Snake Emperor, did you bring someone here?"

Pan Hongji snapped his fingers towards the door: "What are you still doing standing outside? Come in!"

The eyes of Duan Fengbuer and the others are all clear. The matter of becoming a saint is of great help to any strong person who has not become a saint. Now countless forces are very concerned about the performance of motivation, and they are also very clear in this regard.

After all, everyone hopes that their offspring will be stronger and their family will be more prosperous.

Ten young Hydra bloodline fighters walked into the courtyard with their chests and heads held high. Every neck seemed to be willing to tilt its head back to be reconciled, and all eyes were full of arrogance.

Ke Jin looked at it with a faint smile. These young people still maintained a certain degree of politeness in front of the Snake Emperor, otherwise they might show more disdain as soon as they entered the courtyard, and even began to sarcasm in their words.