He Xiaoshi was a little annoyed by his impulsiveness in his heart, he restrained all his fluctuations, and put away the black stick suspended above his head.

Then, with a slight fear on his face, he cautiously got up, away from the god-like right palm.

After he completely left the range of the god's right palm, he sat on the ground with a calm expression, and then Zhang took a healing pill.

All of He Xiaoshi's injuries had already been healed under the tempering of the seven-colored treasure medicine and the alien fire in the Bagua Divine Furnace, but the demonic light that shot from the god's right palm before, and his body was still slightly injured under the majestic pressure.

After a breath, the blood on the surface of He Xiaoshi's body was steaming, and the wound was quickly healed.

After a few moments, he stood up in a fit of energy.

I have to say that the healing pill left by Mo Xiaoyao before his death can be regarded as excellent in terms of grade and medicinal power.

He Xiaoshi thought of this, and thought of all kinds of things with Mo Xiaoyao, and couldn't help but have a slightly complicated look on his face.

He shook his head vigorously to banish the negative emotions from his heart, and then his eyes looked around again, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

He has obtained the inheritance of the Unrepentant Sword Technique, but he has been either voluntarily or persecutively, and he has rarely had time to cultivate quietly, so he can only be regarded as an entry point on the way to sword cultivation.

Even so, in this environment where the sword intent is full of sky, sharpening the sword intent is also an extremely rare opportunity, but He Xiaoshi looked at the few people who were busy with him, and finally gave up the idea with a sigh.

Here, there is always a need for someone to protect the Dharma.

Thinking of this, He Xiaoshi's heart was slightly unwilling, and his feet unconsciously moved slowly again......

After the tea, He Xiaoshi couldn't help but let out a slightly unexpected light cry from his mouth.

The familiar feeling that had just approached the Valley of the Divine Spirit resurfaced in his mind again, and at the same time, the speed of the flow of the dormant divine blood in his body increased again, and the golden light on his body shimmered.

The strange thing is that the coercion that could have broken the heart, although it is still there, is strangely much weaker.

He Xiaoshi closed his eyes, and calmly and carefully sensed it, the power of his divine sense was far stronger than that of the same level, and in an instant, he found that a hundred meters away on the left, there was a blood pit with a diameter of half a zhang, and the blood in the blood pit was completely different from the bright red around him, it was golden blood that had been turned into liquid like yellow gold!

This area is all red blood and majestic coercion, as well as Haoran sword intent, completely covering the breath of golden blood, if it weren't for He Xiaoshi approaching this pool of blood, it would not have been discovered at all.

He Xiaoshi had a feeling that this pool of golden blood was of the same origin as the dormant divine ape essence blood in his body, otherwise, how could he have such a strong sense of familiarity in his heart?

However, this time He Xiaoshi did not rush forward in a hurry, but closed his eyes again, and carefully sensed it, and when he sensed the blood close to him not far away, he was murderous and restrained, exuding a peaceful aura, and even exuding some kind of invisible field, after protecting himself, his face was slightly relaxed and walked to the left.

It's close.

The dormant divine ape essence blood in He Xiaoshi's body began to be restless, and the golden light was shining all over his body.

This pool was purified by the red blood around it with murderous intent, and only the divine breath and the taste of peace remained.

At the same time, this pool of blood emitted a peaceful golden halo, protecting He Xiaoshi's body.

He Xiaoshi felt a sense of intimacy in his heart, and couldn't help but walk up to this pool of divine blood and look over.

The aura emanating from this pool of blood is by no means weaker than the surrounding divine blood, and even surpasses it, it is extremely golden, and every drop of blood seems to contain infinite energy, and at the same time, there is a golden divine flame beating above.

Perhaps it was because it had gone through too many years, and the golden divine blood did not appear in the order divine chain, and the golden divine flame did not have a blazing temperature, but it gave He Xiaoshi a strange feeling that he could steam out the sea and burn the sky.

Fire Phoenix Divine Blood!

He Xiaoshi inexplicably came up with these four words in his heart.

This is the essence blood of the divine beast Fire Phoenix, although it is not the same as the blood of his innate divine beast, it has a sense of similarity.

Suddenly, the fire phoenix divine blood in front of He Xiaoshi, the golden divine flame light surged wildly, and it burned silently without warning, and a suction force that he couldn't resist appeared from within it.

He Xiaoshi's eyes darkened, and he was directly sucked into this pool of divine blood.

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Sometime before.

In the majestic and vicissitudes of the Ancient Demon Emperor Palace, the flame figure that exuded the breath of the immortals, but the body was a little faint, and the flame head, which was originally low, suddenly raised with some sense.

I didn't see how the flame figure moved, and in front of his eyes, the pool of golden divine blood appeared directly.

"The years don't live, the seasons flow, thousands of years have passed, and I can still see my former essence and blood under the cause and effect of the little guy's body," the flame figure let out a sigh that made the void tremble.

The sound is incomparably vicissitudes, as if it has gone through the ages.

"It's just that I'm no longer the real me, that drop of essence blood has long been wasted blood, it's useless to get, but it's in vain to stain cause and effect, it's just that this seat will use a little means to form a good fate again, but this seat can't make a move too obviously, otherwise it will only lead to a fire ......" The voice of the flame figure gradually became lower, and finally fell into contemplation and deduction.

After a moment, the flame figure lightly tapped towards the void.

It's business as usual ahead.

However, this piece of ancient Xuan Realm seems to have been lightly poked by a certain ruler.

In the Valley of the Gods, the true blood of the fire phoenix in front of He Xiaoshi's eyes burned at the same time.

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Before a stick of incense.

Near the Bagua terrain in the east, after the formation laid out by more than ten demon clans, the eagle hook-nosed demon cultivator Feng Fulie, and the other four demon cultivators who cultivated into powerful and hard flesh fell into the divine furnace in no particular order.

Among them is the cattle iron pillar.

Almost at the same time, countless medicinal herbs were thrown into the divine furnace by the demon cultivators standing below.

With the four demon cultivators entering the furnace, the divine furnace began to rotate slowly, and the gorgeous flame light under the divine furnace was even better, and the breath of strange fire came to the face.

A quarter of an hour later, the four demon cultivators flew out of the divine furnace in embarrassment, but they all had cool eyes and happy faces, and it was clear that they had also received great benefits.

Then, among the remaining demon cultivators, eight more flew into the divine furnace.

These eight demon cultivators lasted even longer, and they hurriedly got rid of the divine furnace without distinction between before and after.

One of the pig demons, the moment he landed on the ground, he was directly turned into a cloud of ashes.

As for the other humanoid demon cultivator, his whole body trembled, and then he exploded on the spot, blood and flesh flew sideways, and broken bones were splashed!

It looks extremely miserable.

"Mu Kaixuan", who had been watching indifferently, saw that the corners of his mouth showed a mocking smile: "I really have no self-knowledge, I lack a strong physique, even if I have the help of formation and medicinal power, it is a dead end." ”

The remaining dozen or so demon cultivators who were maintaining the formation had eager expressions on their faces, which suddenly turned into hesitation and fear.

"Mu Kaixuan", who was robbed of his body by the sword ghost, was about to sneer again, and then entered the gossip furnace alone without relying on the power of the formation.

Suddenly, he looked in the direction of the Valley of the Gods, his body stiffened, a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and then, his face became hideous.

"Sword intent quenching body, how can you juniors touch it at will? Fire Phoenix True Blood! I didn't expect there to be this thing there, but since you have gone there, be prepared to become a part of it!"

"Mu Kaixuan" muttered softly and compassionately, then his hands slapped again and again, and he pinched a strange sword trick with both hands, and then in front of him, a huge gray-white "sword" word appeared.

Quietly, the gray-white word "sword" blended into the void in front of him.

Then, a faint fluctuation, with a faint sword intent, spread in the direction of the Valley of the Gods.

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He Xiaoshi, who was sucked into the golden blood by the sudden huge suction, first showed a very comfortable feeling on his face.

Then there was a solemnity on his face.

The small half of his body was soaked in golden blood, and the golden beating divine flame was constantly beating above, and a powerful but not compelling coercion was wrapped around He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi Baoxiang*, his body unconsciously slowly sank, and sat cross-legged in this pool of divine blood.

The golden blood, pulsing with divine flames, suddenly flooded his neck, and a harmonious aura of blood and blood emanated from it.

In He Xiaoshi's golden spiritual sea, the pale golden spiritual power began to stir wildly, and faintly a lightning as thin as a gossamer lit up.

The nine orifices above his spiritual sea changed from the rock-solid silence of the past, and emitted a dazzling golden halo.

After soaking in the golden blood for three breaths, a milky white mist appeared on He Xiaoshi's forehead, and the top of his head was even more white mist, and the cursed aura of the Heavenly Gate behind his head dimmed for a while.

Suddenly, He Xiaoshi snorted lightly.

The beating divine flames around him, pulling the blood, actually slowly squeezed into his body like a thousand streams returning to the sect, along his tiny pores.

This is undoubtedly an extremely painful thing.

It's as if a normal balloon is being blown into it by a naughty boy.

Bloating, tearing!

He Xiaoshi couldn't move, and even his divine sense couldn't operate freely.

As the first ray of light entered his body, He Xiaoshi's spiritual power in the meridians, and the dormant divine ape essence blood, began to consciously rush upward, wanting to drive these uninvited guests out of his body.

At the same time, the spiritual power stored in his spiritual sea also began to drill into the nine orifices one after another, surging into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

The golden divine flame was repelled and oppressed by the spiritual power in He Xiaoshi's body, and began to shrink continuously.

The divine flame outside the body still ignored it and continued to pour into He Xiaoshi's body.

The blood carried by the Divine Flame and the huge spiritual power stored in He Xiaoshi's body, as well as the blood in his body, repel and squeeze each other...... Towards a certain place in He Xiaoshi's skull.

The golden yellow of the pool of blood began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the beating divine flame was about to disappear......

All of this is slow to describe, but it actually only happened in the time of the small half-pillar incense.

Eventually, the puddle of blood turned crimson, and there was no divinity left, just like the blood of the most ordinary mortals.

It was only at this time that He Xiaoshi opened his eyes, there was a trace of pain in the depths of his eyes, but the expression on his face was calm.

Knowing this, he slowly straightened up, and then walked out of the pool of crimson blood.