God Emperor

Chapter 857: 8th Drop of Divine Blood

At the edge of the tomb forest, a glazed palace suspended in the sky.

In the palace, Wan Qing, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes with a sudden movement in his heart. The two dark pupils emit two sharp holy lights, turning into two white beams of light, penetrating the void.

The sergeants of the Ministry of Defense who were building the fortress were all shocked and looked at the palaces in the air. They were very curious. What happened?

"Wang Ji's decree was destroyed."

Wan Qingyu said to himself, the next moment, his icon became a light shuttle, flew out of the palace, and then merged with the heaven and earth aura, disappeared into the sky at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye. The end.

Not long after, his icon descended from the sky and appeared outside the city of Shentai City.

With a trick on his sleeve, he rolled up the broken decree on the ground, squeezed it in his hands, and released a spiritual force, and looked carefully, but could not find any clues from it.

"Wang Ji should be the force that activated the imperial edict, and wanted to escape, but was stopped by people. Even the imperial edict has been damaged. I am afraid that Veng Ji is too ferocious."

"Who the **** is it that dare to help Zhang Ruochen and oppose our family?"

Wan Qingyan's eyes were quite sharp. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Liang Yizong.

Being able to destroy his imperial edict shows that the other party is definitely in the same realm with him, even more powerful than him.

Such characters, the entire Eastern Region, there are only so many people, each of which is a well-known overlord.

The city of Shentai is very close to the mountain gates of Liang Yizong. Only the strong men of Liang Yizong had time to rush to rescue Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, Wan Qingxi naturally suspected that Liang Yizong was on his head.

"Ning Xuandao? Or buried Moon Sword Saint?"

Wan Qingxuan was quite angry. He squeezed his fists tightly, his eyes flashed a purple electric light, and he stepped on the ground fiercely. The ground cracked a pattern, and then a rumbling sound was heard, and the entire city of Shentai completely sank into the ground.

He did not go directly to the princes of Liang Yizong. After all, Liang Yizong's power was huge, and there were no small forces in the Ministry of Defense, and even he could not brazenly break into Zongzong to arrest people.

It's okay to catch it, if you can't, you will completely offend Liang Yizong.

"In this way, Zhang Ruochen can only be grasped by relying on the strength of Zhongyu. This son will not be eliminated, and the consequences will be endless."

Wan Qingyu took out a messenger light symbol, and with his finger, carved a line of text on the light symbol.

With a big wave of his hand, the light beam of communication turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of the middle region.

When the disciples of Liang Yizong came to investigate the city of Shentai, Wan Qingxian had already left.

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Han Zheng returned to the practice of Dongfu, with a pair of white hands, holding his very straight chest, and smiled at Zhang Ruochen with a smile, and said, "It has been made clear, five days later, the Yuanlong Seminary will lead a group of disciples and go to In the midfield, the wormhole will open when the time comes. "

"Yuanlong Semi-Holy."

Hearing this name, Zhang Ruochen's face showed a weird look.

Yuanlong Semi-Sacred is a lord of Shangqing Palace. He originally gave the void sword to Zhang Ruochen. Later, he learned the truth, the whole person was depressed, his temper became very irritable, and he could no longer practice in peace.

Therefore, this time, he will take the initiative to apply to lead his disciples to go to Zhongyu to practice, when it is to go out to ease the depressed mood.

It is true that a treasure such as the Void Sword is more precious than the treasures of Zhenzong of Liang Yizong, but he was sent out. If he were to change another person, he would be so angry that he would become angry.

"Since there are still five days left, we can just use it to cultivate and let Xiuwei improve a bit."

Zhang Ruochen took the Qiankun Shenmu map and hung it on the wall. He paused, stared at Han Xu, and asked, "Do you want to look forward?"

Han Yan was extremely interested in Zhang Ruochen's picture scrolls. She wanted to go in for some experience. Zhang Ruochen invited her to make her more emotional.

Her eyes narrowed, revealing an extremely charming smile: "Okay! This picture should also be a treasure of time and space similar to the sword Pavilion?" "In, you will understand."

"Wow!"

The door to the space opened, and Zhang Ruochen and Han Yan walked in.

When it came to the world of scrolls, it was no surprise that Han Yan had revealed all kinds of marvelous looks, as if entering a peaceful paradise.

In addition, this paradise is also an extremely strong heaven and earth aura, which can be called a holy land for cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen took Han Yan to a city. This city is built next to the sacred tree. When you look up, you can see the huge leaves floating in the clouds.

To the west of the city is a red-colored medicine field.

The soil in the medicine field is the red blood **** soil dug from the bottom of the magmatic ocean. In the medicine field, the herbs planted are very common, but the fragrance of the herbs is quite strong, like a millennium elixir.

Three hundred miles from Yaotian, there is a towering mountain. The thick ghostly atmosphere shrouded the mountains, turning the tens of miles into a dark ghostland.

There, it is the place where the Blood Moon Ghost King was condemned, called the "Ghost Mountain".

The Blood Moon Ghost King has begun to absorb the dead air in the Heavenly God Tree, and after every period of time, the evil air emanating from the ghost mountain can be clearly felt, becoming more intense. This shows that her cultivation is improving rapidly.

Zhang Ruochen deliberately brought Han Kun to the world of maps, in fact, he just wanted to make her more aware of his strength.

Zhang Ruochen is not a person with no background. If he really compares, the strength and resources he now possesses are enough to compare with the ordinary sage gatekeeper.

Han Yan stood under the picking tree, closed his eyes, absorbed greedily, and the aura of wood attributes emanated from the leaves. She was quite intoxicated: "Zhang Ruochen, it is incredible that you have a world in your hands."

"If you spend more time in the scroll world, you will find more incredible things." Zhang Ruochen said.

Of course, Han Yan understood Zhang Ruochen's intentions, blinked his eyes, and smiled elegantly, "Since this is the case, I will practice here for a while."

Han Yan stayed in the cultivation area under the Heavenly God Tree. Now that she has got a drop of Dragon Emperor's blood, she certainly wants to refine it as soon as possible to improve her cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen came to a valley not far from the heavenly tree, began to meditate, adjusted his state, and prepared to refine the eighth drop of blood.

If it had been before, Zhang Ruochen's refining of seven drops of divine blood was already the limit.

But now, he has cultivated into a five-element chaotic body, which has been strengthened several times, far exceeding the previous four-spirit treasure body. It is not difficult to refine the eighth drop of blood.

Zhang Ruochen became calmer and calmer, and embraced Yuanyuan Shouyi. The whole person was in a state of emptiness, and the thoughts in his head were also dissipated invisible.

Unconsciously, a cloud of chaotic air flowing out of Zhang Ruochen's body turned into a lotus shape, wrapping him in the center.

Only then ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen took out a drop of **** blood, held it in the palms of his hands, started the exercises and began to absorb and refine.

While absorbing the blood of God, Zhang Ruochen was also enlightenment.

When Zhang Ruochen completely refined this drop of blood, there was a kind of avenue rule and seven kinds of ruling rules in the holy spirit. All rules, all centered on the rules of space, are entangled together.

The rules of space are like pillars that stand up to the sky. The other rules are vines wrapped around the pillars, and at the same time, they branch out.

Refining the eighth drop of God's blood, on the wall of the sea, two more seals fell off and gathered into Zhang Ruochen's ears, making his hearing extremely sensitive.

It can be said that now Zhang Ruochen is more powerful than clairvoyance and downwind ears. His sense of power is probably better than some saints.

"Continue to refine the ninth drop of blood."

Zhang Ruochen had a strong premonition. He was not far from the tenth transformation of the legendary ichthyosaur. It is very likely that one drop or two drops of divine blood could undergo qualitative degeneration.