Chapter 1157: Evil God
"Boom!"
A loud bang came out, a powerful wave of air blew the doors and windows open, countless rocks collapsed, Zhao Fu looked out of the door with some surprise, only to see that in the open space outside the door, a large pit of hundreds of meters appeared, and Zhao Fu's condensed awl was inserted in the center.
This destructive power is really amazing, you must know that as the palace of Great Qin, there are countless forbidden blessings, and the floor tiles are also made of very hard materials.
When the soldiers around heard this, they thought that something was going on and hurried here.
He looked at the big pit in front of the door in some surprise, and then hurriedly asked in a respectful voice outside the door, "Your Majesty! Are you okay? ”
Zhao Fu waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing to do, and at the same time asked them to step back.
As soon as his mind moved, the awl in the pit automatically flew back, stayed in front of Zhao Fu, and changed back into a blood-colored round and transparent shape.
This Saint Realm realm is really strong, Zhao Fu feels that it is very useful, it can become a powerful means for himself, and the most important thing is that Zhao Fu found that his body can withstand many Saint Realm realms, that is to say, such blood-colored transparent beads can have many of them.
A Saint Realm realm has such a strong power, if there are a large number of such Saint Realm realms, the power that is exerted is absolutely terrifying.
In the test of the Emperor Dao Academy three years later, this Holy Realm realm can definitely become a powerful means for Zhao Fu, thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhao Fu's face, and there was a little excitement.
Continuing to take out a Blood God Pill of the Saint Realm, Zhao Fu swallowed it, and a blood-colored realm expanded out at once, and Zhao Fu also began to refine.
Because the Blood God Pill can only be taken once, and Zhao Fu is taking it once, his cultivation will not be improved, and Zhao Fu doesn't care very much, because the purpose is only to refine the Holy Realm realm and make them his own weapons.
Seven hours later, seven blood-colored transparent beads had floated outside Zhao Fu's body, but it was still far from enough, Zhao Fu's body could still withstand a lot of Saint Realm realms.
But Zhao Fu didn't have the Saint Realm Blood Divine Pill in his hands, and he felt that Zhao Fu was still quite a loser, and he actually wasted such a precious Saint Realm Blood Divine Pill that could improve a lot of cultivation.
However, Zhao Fu thinks it is worth it, because the trip to the Emperor Dao Academy three years later is very important to Zhao Fu, and Zhao Fu will also do whatever it takes to enhance his strength.
Now there is no Holy Realm Blood God Pill, and it is difficult to get the corpse of the Border Wilderness Saint Realm, Zhao Fu can only order people to go to the Guti Inner Domain, where it should be relatively easy, if you ask the Wanlong Business Group, you will almost quickly help Zhao Fu get it.
This price, as well as speed and attitude, Zhao Fu is a little embarrassed, the help of the Wanlong Business Group to Zhao Fu and Daqin is really too great.
A total of sixty-five corpses of the Saint Realm were recovered, including various races, in addition to elves and humans, there were also orcs, demons, and fishmen......
Sixty-five plus the previous seven, a total of seventy-two, this is the largest number of Holy Realm realms that Zhao Fu's body can bear, mainly relying on the support of Zhao Fu's strong bloodline, if ordinary people can withstand a Saint Realm realm, it will not work.
In the following days, Zhao Fu turned to refining the Holy Realm Realm, refining all those Sacred Realm Realms into his own.
Three days later, under the blue sky and white clouds, with a breeze, Zhao Fu stood in the sky, and seventy-two blood-colored transparent balls floated around his body, scattering with a terrifying momentum, which was very frightening.
Zhao Fu looked at the ground below, then stretched out a hand, pressed the void, and seventy-two blood-colored transparent balls smashed towards the ground with great force.
Boom Boom Boom ......
A loud bang was heard, and the blood-colored transparent beads smashed to the ground like meteorites, and countless sands and soil were thrown up, covering the sky, and the earth shook like a disaster.
After everything calmed down, Zhao Fu looked at the seventy-two big pits on the ground, showed a satisfied smile, and then couldn't help but try again, and finally returned to Daqin.
There are seventy-two Saint Realm realms blessings, although Zhao Fu is only the ninth order, but the aura and momentum are all that only the Saint Realm powerhouses can exert.
Not long after returning to Daqin, Zhao Fu received news again, and found another god altar, which could summon gods, which was discovered by Daqin when he swept the half-werewolf continent, and was now ready to move back to Daqin.
This deity is also a weak deity, and it is also an evil god that requires flesh and blood sacrifices, in fact, many weak gods are a kind of evil god.
Because of this kind of evil god, instead of using conventional means to condense the godhead, he uses some shortcuts, although it is easy to become a god, but the power is still too weak.
Now this god is in front of Daqin, it is just a prop used to strengthen things, and after that altar is moved back, Zhao Fu is ready to summon the gods at one time, and then start killing the gods, refining them, and gaining divinity.
Now because the human world does not have the protection of the Heavenly Domain Enchantment, and the City Lord Seal cannot be used, Zhao Fu plans to personally preside over the god-killing to avoid accidents.
This kind of thing of divinity can have a huge effect, and it seems that Daqin only killed the clones of the two gods, but only obtained two groups of divinity, and the number can be said to be very small.
The main reason is that the altar of the weak gods is not easy to find, and the powerful gods Daqin dare not provoke, some gods can come in real bodies, and the power of some high-level gods is a little stronger than ordinary powers.
Many powers, and countless gods in the world of gods, are quite jealous, and they will not easily offend.
Great powers have to be feared, of course Zhao Fu has to deal with it carefully, just bullying some weak gods.
The altar was quickly moved back to Daqin, and in preparation for the sacrifice once, because of the experience of two times, all kinds of things were still there, such as the pillars next to the altar, which were still there, and they had also been tied up with a person and a beast.
A priest raised his staff in his hand and stood on a black altar, chanting strange and strange incantations, and the black altar emitted a faint light.
After another burst of pious praise, the priest cried out, "Descend the venerable Evil Fang God!" ”
Whew......
As soon as the sacrificial voice fell, the black altar emitted a strong black light, and a huge invisible suction force burst out.
"Ahhh......hh
The men and beasts bound around the altar let out screams of fear and fear, and their blood was sucked away by the power, and gradually turned into dried corpses, which looked terrible.
Countless blood qi gathered above the altar, forming a huge blood-colored vortex, and a violent wind blew.
"Boom!"
A huge roar sounded, as if the space was torn apart, and in the center of the huge blood-colored vortex above the altar, a long crack opened, and the crack was pitch black inside, revealing wisps of black aura, full of evil and distortion.