Chapter 857: Eighth Drop of Divine Blood
At the edge of the Tomb of the Dead God, a glazed palace suspended in the sky.
In the palace, Wan Qinglu, who was cultivating, suddenly, his heart moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes. The two pitch-black pupils emitted two sharp holy lights, turning into two white pillars of light that pierced through the void.
The sergeants of the military department who were building the fortress were all alarmed, and they all looked at the half-empty palace, very curious, what happened?
"Wanji's holy decree was ruined. ”
Wan Qinglu muttered a sentence to himself, and the next moment, one of his holy idol clones turned into a light shuttle, flew out of the palace, and then merged with the aura of heaven and earth, and disappeared at the end of the sky at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
It didn't take long for his icon clone to fall from the sky and appear outside the city of Shentai City.
With a move of his sleeve, he rolled up the broken holy decree on the ground, pinched it in his hand, and separated a spiritual force, and carefully investigated, but he couldn't find any clues from it.
"Wan Ji should have activated the power of the Holy Decree and wanted to escape, but he was intercepted. Even the holy decree has been destroyed, and I am afraid that Wanji will also be more auspicious. ”
"Who is it that dares to help Zhang Ruochen and go against our family?"
Wan Qingyu's eyes were quite sharp, and he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Liangyi Sect.
can destroy his holy decree, which shows that the other party is definitely in the same realm as him, or even more powerful than him.
Such a character, in the entire Eastern Regions, there are only so many people, and each of them is a famous overlord.
Shentai City is very close to the mountain gate of the Liangyi Sect, and only the strong men of the Liangyi Sect have time to rush over to save Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, Wan Qinglu naturally suspected that the Liangyi Sect was on the head.
"Ning Xuandao, or the Burial Moon Sword Saint?"
Wan Qinglu was quite annoyed, clenched his fists, his eyes burst out with purple lightning, and he stomped on the ground fiercely. The earth cracked one after another, and then, with a rumbling sound, the entire Shentai City completely sank into the ground.
He didn't go directly to the Liangyi Sect to get an important person, after all, the power of the Liangyi Sect is huge, and there is also a lot of power in the military department, even he can't break into the sect and arrest people unscrupulously.
It's okay to catch it, but if you can't catch it, you will completely offend the Liangyi Sect.
"In this way, only by relying on the power of the Central Domain can Zhang Ruochen be caught. If this son is not removed, the future will be endless. ”
Wan Qinglu took out a communication light talisman and used his finger to carve a line of text on the light talisman.
With a wave of his big hand, the transmission light rune turned into a streamer of light and flew in the direction of the Central Domain.
By the time the disciples of the Liangyi Sect came to Shentai City to investigate, Wan Qinglu had already left.
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Han Yu returned to the cultivation cave mansion, a pair of snow-white little hands, hugged in front of his upturned chest, stared at Zhang Ruochen with a smile, and said: "I have inquired clearly, five days later, the Yuanlong Half-Saint will lead a group of disciples to go to the Central Domain to practice, and when the time comes, the wormhole will be opened." ”
"Yuanlong Half-Saint. ”
Hearing this name, Zhang Ruochen's face showed a strange look.
Yuanlong Half-Saint is a lord of the Shangqing Palace, and it was he who personally gave the Void Sword to Zhang Ruochen. Later, when he learned the truth, his whole person was depressed, his temper became very irritable, and he could no longer cultivate with peace of mind.
Therefore, this time, he will take the initiative to apply and lead his disciples to the Central Domain to practice, when he goes out to relieve his depressed mood.
It's also true, a treasure like the Void Sword is more precious than the treasure of the Liangyi Sect, but it was given away by him, and if it were a different person, he would have to be angry.
"Since there are still five days left, it can be used for cultivation, so that the cultivation can be improved a little more. ”
Zhang Ruochen took out the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram and hung it on the wall, suddenly, he paused slightly, stared at Han Huan, and asked, "Do you want to go forward and have a look?"
Han Yun was extremely interested in Zhang Ruochen's picture scroll, and had long wanted to go in and have a look, but Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to invite, which naturally made her even more excited.
Her eyes narrowed, revealing an extremely charming smile: "Okay! This picture scroll should also be a space-time treasure similar to the Sword Pavilion, right?" Go in and you'll understand. ”
"Wow!"
The door of space opened, and Zhang Ruochen and Han Yun walked in one after the other.
Coming to the world of picture scrolls, it was not surprising that Han Yun really showed all kinds of exclamations, as if he had entered a quiet paradise.
Moreover, this paradise also has an extremely rich aura of heaven and earth, which can be called a holy place for cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen took Han Yun to a city. This castle is built next to the Heavenly Sacred Tree, and when you look up, you can see huge leaves floating in the clouds.
On the west side of the city was a field of crimson medicine.
The soil in the medicine field is the Red Blood Divine Soil dug from the bottom of the magma ocean. In the medicine field, the herbs planted are very ordinary, but the medicinal fragrance emitted by the herbs is quite strong, as if it is a thousand-year-old elixir.
Three hundred miles away from the medicine field, there is a majestic mountain. The strong ghost aura shrouded the mountains, turning a radius of dozens of miles into a dark ghost domain.
There, it is the entrenchment place of the Blood Moon Ghost King, called "Ghost Mountain".
The Blood Moon Ghost King had already begun to absorb the death qi in the Heavenly Divine Tree, and every once in a while, he could clearly feel the evil qi emanating from the ghost mountain, becoming more intense. This shows that her cultivation is improving rapidly.
Zhang Ruochen deliberately brought Han Yun to the picture scroll world, in fact, he just wanted to make her more aware of his strength.
Zhang Ruochen is not a person without a background, if he really wants to compare, the strength and resources he has now are enough to be compared with the average Sage Gate Valve.
Han Yu stood under the Heavenly Divine Tree, his eyes closed, greedily absorbing, the wood attribute aura emanating from the leaves. She was quite intoxicated and said: "Zhang Ruochen, it's incredible that you actually control a world." ”
"The more time you spend in the scroll world, the more incredible things you will discover. Zhang Ruochen said.
Of course, Han Yun understood Zhang Ruochen's intentions, his eyes blinked, he smiled elegantly, and said, "Since this is the case, I will cultivate here for a period of time first." ”
Han Yu stayed under the Heavenly Divine Tree to cultivate, and since she had obtained a drop of the Dragon Emperor's blood, of course she also wanted to refine it as soon as possible to improve her cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen came to a valley not far from the Heavenly Divine Tree, and began to meditate, adjusting his state, and preparing to refine the eighth drop of divine blood.
If it was before, Zhang Ruochen's refining of seven drops of divine blood was already the limit.
But now, he has cultivated into the Five Elements Chaos Body, and his physique has increased several times, far exceeding the previous Four Spirit Treasure Body. It shouldn't be difficult to refine the eighth drop of divine blood.
Zhang Ruochen became more and more calm, his mood was peaceful, holding Yuan Shouyi, the whole person was in an ethereal state, and the distracting thoughts in his mind also dissipated into nothingness.
Unconsciously, a cloud of colorful chaotic qi gushed out from the pores of Zhang Ruochen's body, turning into the form of a lotus flower, wrapping him in the center.
It was only at this time that Zhang Ruochen took out a drop of divine blood, held it in the palms of both hands, ran the exercises, and began to absorb and refine.
While absorbing the blood of the gods, Zhang Ruochen is also enlightening.
By the time Zhang Ruochen completely refined this drop of divine blood, a kind of avenue rule, seven small path rules, was condensed in the holy soul. All the rules, all centered on the rules of space, are intertwined.
The rules of space are like a pillar standing up to the sky, and the other rules are vines that are wrapped around the pillar, and at the same time spread outwards.
Refining the eighth drop of divine blood, on the wall of the Qi Sea, two more divine seals fell off and converged on Zhang Ruochen's ears, making his hearing extremely sensitive.
It can be said that the current Zhang Ruochen is more powerful than clairvoyance and shunfeng ears. His perception ability is probably even more powerful than that of some saints.
"Continue refining the ninth drop of divine blood. ”
Zhang Ruochen had a strong premonition, he was not far from the legendary tenth transformation of the ichthyosaurus, and it was very likely that one more drop of refining or two drops of divine blood would be able to undergo qualitative transformation.