"Thunder Grass, Thunder Spirit Blood Mushroom, Demon Cloud Flower, Black Thunder Fruit, ......"

In the storage ring, Xiao Chen took out the other magic fruits mentioned in the Black Mountain, and these magic fruits could not increase cultivation. Therefore, it was not directly refined that day, but it was very valuable, and he kept it after he saw it.

Each of them contains the power of pure Thunder Dao, but everything is contaminated with demonic nature.

For demonic warriors, they are all treasures and of infinite value.

Righteous path martial artists need the water of Taiyin, which can only be refined after washing the demonic nature in it.

Xiao Chen didn't need to scruple too much, one by one, the heavenly treasures that were raised in Montenegro and no one cared about were directly swallowed by him.

If other Demon Dao martial artists were here, they would definitely be shocked, it would be too wasteful.

These incomparably precious medicinal materials naturally have to be practiced into Tiandan, so as to ensure that the medicinal properties are not dispersed at all.

But Xiao Chen had no scruples, because these things were just for him, and they all cost nothing.

One by one, the demonic nature was tired, and after being swallowed by Xiao Chen, bursts of black thunder and fire erupted from his whole body. The aura of the Thunder Dao on his body continued to skyrocket, and the Quadruple Thunder Dao Domain broke through little by little.

Lei Dao is his most powerful and huge foundation now, and he wants to go to the next level.

Can you make your Thunder Dao Domain break through the fifth level, and when the time comes, with the blessing of the alloy dragon armor, it will definitely be even more terrifying.

Seven days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with thunder, and his whole body was filled with terrifying thunder and power.

"It's a pity, it's still a little bit, but this Thunder Dao Domain has also been consolidated by me at the peak of the quadruple! ”

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Xiao Chen whispered to himself, it's time to try next. How powerful is his pinnacle thunder dao.

The secret realm is a small world.

Even if there is a disturbance here, there will be no movement from the outside world.

Sou!

Xiao Chen got up and flashed, and came to the center of this small world, a barren mountain undulating, vast and boundless territory.

Bang bang bang, black gloves in his hands, and a thunderbolt dragon shadow burst out of each one. Wrapping around Xiao Chen's arm, it spread all over his body, followed by the merger of the two dragons.

The silver battle armor embellished with purple dragon patterns is present, and there is a pendant made of dragon scales hanging from the center of his eyebrows, Xiao Chen's entire temperament has changed drastically.

It is the alloy dragon armor that belongs to Xiao Chen in the world!

The mind moved slightly, and the fourfold peak thunder dao domain appeared, and the terrifying Dao power made the thunderclouds dense in the sky.

Break!

The dragon pattern in the battle armor flickered, and the dragon soul contained in it activated its formation, the fourfold peak Dao domain. Suddenly, he ascended one level and reached the fivefold peak.

Ice Dao Domain!

Xiao Chen snorted lightly, and the two cold ice realms appeared, and for a while, the snow was falling and the cold wind was not stopping.

Daowei rose again, reaching six.

Daodao of Knives!

Rumble!

The three Dao domains, layered on top of each other, Xiao Chen was like a peerless sword, standing between heaven and earth. The Dao Wei that permeates the body breaks through layer by layer, seven, eight, and nine!

Daowei, straight to the ninefold.

"It's not enough!"

Myriad Tribulation God Thunder, now!

In the soul pool, the Qinglong Divine Seal is radiant and generous, and the vast soul pool is suddenly turbulent. There seems to be a real dragon jumping, and the rune seal condensed by the Ten Thousand Tribulations God Thunder in the Immortal Dao Era, like a dragon breaking through the sea, shows the tip of the iceberg.

In an instant, the entire soul pool was filled with golden thunder light, filling every corner.

In Xiao Chen's palm, a golden talisman slowly poured out. Boom, with the surging of the golden talisman, the entire secret realm trembled, and it seemed that a terrifying power was brewing in Xiao Chen's body.

Rumble!

When the golden talisman completely appeared, the Dao power on Xiao Chen's body was reborn and underwent a qualitative change, reaching the coercion that could only be displayed by the ten levels of a single Dao Domain.

Under the traction of the golden talisman seal in his palm, the power was even surpassed, and it was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, Xiao Chen felt that he had surging power in his hands, and for a while, even this small world seemed weak in his eyes.

As long as there is a light bucket, the heaven of this secret realm will be torn apart and fall apart.

Harvest!

In the soul pool, the talisman that showed the tip of the iceberg quietly disappeared. The golden talisman in his hand escaped into the palm of his hand, and the three Dao domains retracted back into his body one by one, and the alloy dragon armor quietly faded.

In an instant, Xiao Chen changed from the terrifying thunder god just now to a harmless human and animal emperor who looked like this.

"Freely retracted...... It seems that those demonic Dao fruits are still of great help to me. If it is the Thunder Dao Domain itself, it has not reached the peak of the fourfold, and if you want to control this Dao power that has reached the tenth level, I am afraid it is impossible. ”

Xiao Chen muttered to himself, and at the same time felt that his own strength had reached a bottleneck in all aspects.

realm, stuck in the second pulse peak emperor.

The Thunder Dao Domain is stuck in the bottleneck of the fourfold peak, and it is impossible to advance an inch.

Wanlong Jue is stuck at the peak of the double, and it has been unable to break through the triple and reach the realm of Wanlong's take-off.

The knife method is stuck in the killing without forgiveness, and the killing without forgiveness cannot achieve perfection, and it is difficult to break through the Dao domain of the knife.

"Perhaps...... For me, the Ancient Mausoleum of the Yanhuang Emperor is an opportunity to make a breakthrough in all aspects. ”

A fine light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, if these bottlenecks were to be broken through one by one. His strength will produce a real qualitative change, and even he can't imagine what kind of level it will reach.

"Don't think about these first, the Thunder Dao Domain is here for the time being, and the next step is to refine the Taiji Yin and Yang Flame Diagram. ”

Xiao Chen retracted his thoughts, his eyes fell on the scroll in his hand, full of anticipation.

Before leaving the Heavenly Alliance, it was time for those sparks exchanged for battle merits to be used in their arms.

If at this time, if you look down on the imperial capital from the star dome, you can see the palace in the four directions of the imperial palace.

There is a dragon spirit rising, eyes are shining, ambition is revealed, looking directly at the palace.

Above that, is the true dragon sword condensed by the dragon veins of the Imperial City, the Yanhuang Sword!

Whoever can hold this sword, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Yanwu Dynasty, will be the true dragon son of heaven, and whoever will be able to step on the throne of the Yanhuang Emperor.

In the secret realm of the palace of the thirteen princes, the breath of the desolate bloodline at this moment is wandering in every corner of the secret realm.

The sky dome is illuminated by a pair of golden desolate gods, like a golden canopy, which makes people feel deeply shocked.

At the peak of the highest mountain in the secret realm, Wang Yi, the thirteenth prince, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the golden canopy, and his chest was full of pride.

Beside him, there were two old men.

One person is dressed in a robe, carrying a fishing rod on his back, and dressed as a fisherman, it is Sikong Shu, the emperor of the Bai Ze Empire.

The other person, wearing a silver dragon robe, is not angry and arrogant, and there is a faint meaning of a king between his eyebrows, it is the silver dragon king of the Shenlong Empire.

Wang Yi said lightly: "Two seniors, you can start." ”

The Silver Dragon King nodded slightly, shouted loudly, and only said one word: "Fight!"

Drinking in this life seems to have detonated the atmosphere of desolation that pervades the sky.

Below, the vast realm erupted with earth-shattering battle intent, and you saw figures hidden in the shadows. Suddenly killed, everyone has the cultivation of the emperor, and there is also a pure bloodline of the desolation.

The earth-shattering melee began.

The Silver Dragon King said with a smile: "Thirteen princes, except for the Golden Crow Empire, the other empires are under the age of five hundred emperors. All converge here, and in this melee, the last ten people killed will join you in the battle of the Ancient Tomb of the Yan Emperor. The emperor with the bloodline of the desolation is already deep and can kill the enemy across borders. Ten more people were selected from them, and the old man couldn't think of the thirteen princes, what reason would he have not to become the crown prince. ”

Wang Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and couldn't help laughing: "The predecessor of the Silver Dragon King said it well, it's really wonderful." The Martial God Palace is worthy of being the super force with the deepest heritage, and this kind of combat power is really amazing. However, I originally wanted to leave three separate places for Brother Qin Ming, Brother Bai Yunfei, and Brother Xiahou. Unexpectedly, the three of them also participated in the fight. ”

Sikong Shu said lightly: "The three of them are the strongest leaders in the Martial God Palace, even if they fight against those hundreds of years old leaders, they will not fall into the slightest disadvantage." The Thirteen Princes rest assured, the last ten people standing will definitely have them. ”

Wang Yi's eyes flashed, and he muttered: "Really, then I really have to take a good look." ”

In the secret realm, at least four hundred emperors gathered, and this melee was thrilling to the people who watched. The Martial God Palace commands the eight empires, and its profound heritage is really terrifying.

As the Silver Dragon King said, every emperor present was extremely terrifying, and ten people were selected to fight in the ancient tomb of the Yan Emperor, and there was indeed no reason to lose.

However, this world is unpredictable.

The ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan contains many variables, and no one dares to guarantee in advance that they will be able to laugh at the end.

The princes of all families are nervously recruiting customers and selecting strange people.

But in the secret realm of the prince's palace, it looks a little weird.

In the secret realm, Wang Fei's face looked bored, sitting on the throne, pouring wine one by one.

There was a middle-aged man beside him, the Six-Vein Emperor Xiuwei was holding a knife in his hand, looking ahead with a solemn expression.

This person, named Zuo Yu, is a top master secretly cultivated by the Taimiao Sect Elder. As early as hundreds of years ago, the Taimiao Ancestral Hall began to prepare for this prince dispute, and this six-vein emperor Zuo Yu was the trump card they carefully prepared for the eldest prince Wang Fei.

In front of his vision, there was a ship with the Blood Moon flag, parked at the top of the mountains.

Blood Moon ...... This is the symbol of the Blood Martial Dynasty.

In the main cabin of the ship, there was a man in black who could not be seen, and there was an eyepatch on the left side of his face that showed his eyes. If you look closely, you will find that the left eye exposed in his blindfold seems to have a row of vermilion faint dots on the pupil, which appears and disappears from time to time, which is extremely strange.

Beside him, a man and a woman were also seated, and in addition to that, everyone else was standing behind the three men.

The man on the left has handsome eyebrows, a temperament like a lotus, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. The elegant and dusty facial features almost make people ignore his smooth head, and then ignore his identity as a monk.

It is the former Black Lotus Holy Son, and now the Black Lotus Sect Venerable, Ming Xuan!

The woman on her right hand, if Xiao Chen was here, she would definitely be surprised, and thought that Yang Qing had come back to life.

If you have a heart, it is not difficult to guess her identity, it is the Holy Maiden of Qinglian.

At this moment, the focus is not on the three people, but on the one person who is standing in front of the hall who is imprisoned and helpless.

"Your Excellency...... He had already searched his soul, and he really didn't have any memories of the inheritance key in his mind. ”

The man in black with a mysterious left eye was not satisfied, looked at the man and said to himself, "Jianghe...... The only son of the previous generation of Tianlong, if he didn't know the whereabouts of the inheritance key, then wouldn't anyone in this world know. ”

[The Ancient Tomb of the Yan Emperor will be a more exciting plot than waiting for a sword. is even grander, there are leaders in both the righteous and demonic realms, the grievances are entangled, and the battle between the good and the demon will also be revealed, and the most important thing is that there will be a lot of real emperor wars!]