Half a year later, Zheng Di finally came to the mountain gate where the Immortal Temple was located, and along the way, he had a preliminary understanding of the situation in the Forbidden Mountain Range.

The Forbidden Mountain Range, with a total of one hundred and eight highest peaks within a core of 1,000 kilometers, is a mountain gate on top of it, representing the most powerful clan in the Blood Luo World.

However, Zheng Di learned from some pilgrim warriors who came from other world cities that in fact, most of the one hundred and eight mountain gates had already declined, and only the five highest mountain gates had a complete inheritance.

Legend has it that back then, when the great beast god had not yet fallen, there was a god general in charge of this one hundred and eight mountain gates, and there were nearly a hundred god envoys under his command. It's a pity that after that great war, only five gods were left who barely survived.

And if you want to enter the Immortal Temple, you must pass the entrance assessment of this one hundred and eight mountain gates, and this assessment condition is ten metamorphosis fusion blood Luo crystals, that's right, to become a black warrior.

The said good black warrior has become a legend? And with the stories of those martial artists who came here to cultivate, Zheng Di realized that the so-called extinction of black martial artists was only outside the forbidden mountain range, and in the core of this Blood Luo Continent, it was only an entry condition for one of the mountain gates.

Zheng Di was in an inn at the foot of the Golden Tiger Peak, the head of the five mountain gates, at this time, and raised a glass of flowing gold like amber wine.

"Did you hear that? The Golden Tiger Tribe has given birth to a peerless genius, and the cosmic-level blood Luo Crystal has been fused to seventeen. A warrior in yellow said with emotion.

"Who's to say it isn't? The universe level is more powerful than those so-called four-rank desolate beasts. It seems that the bloodline is afraid that there are seven grades, and the Golden Tiger Tribe is afraid that it is the first in this year's Tianjiao List. is worthy of being a peerless genius who came out in tens of thousands of eras. "On the side, he was dressed as a scribe, and there was a golden law mark on his eyebrows.

Zheng Di has been here for a month, and in addition to cultivating every day, he has learned a lot of news.

The status of the desolate beasts in the Blood Luo Holy Land is far lower than that of the outside world, and the highest level of the desolate beasts reaches the fourth grade, and this grade is determined by the compatibility between itself and the Blood Luo Crystal.

The high status of human beings is precisely because some of them will inherit the blood power from their parents and even more distant ancestors.

It's a pity that in the first battle, most of these people died, and even in the early days of the end of the war, the Blood Luo Continent was cleansed, and there were very few of those big tribes left.

The stronger the bloodline, the lower the likelihood of giving birth to offspring, and the lack of a backbone of the large tribes makes them have to combine with those inferior tribes.

Having lost those tribal clansmen who have been inherited for many years, even if the Immortal Temple has continuously improved the bloodline of the low-level clansmen on a large scale by giving blood Luo Jing, it is a pity that the descendants of these big clans are inevitable, and the bloodline has been weakened to varying degrees.

When the Golden Tiger Tribe was at its strongest, there used to be one or more Tianjiao who was above the seventh grade every 10,000 years, but now it is only the seventh grade, and it is known as a peerless genius who comes out in the tens of millions of epochs.

If it was back then, I am afraid that it would be reluctantly called a genius, and the information about the Golden Tiger Tribe collected by Zheng Di clearly recorded that there was a human being who perfectly inherited the bloodline talent above the nine grades.

They are known as the sons of God, which means the sons of the beast god, and in Zheng Di's opinion, that is the human race whose bloodline level has reached the Golden Horn Giant Beast, and after so many years, the entire Golden Tiger Tribe is only tens of thousands of people, which shows that it has almost reached the point of extinction.

Just when Zheng Di was sighing there, a group of people came in front of the mountain gate of the Golden Tiger Tribe not far away.

"Look, the mountain gate is open, I don't know what geniuses will be there this time."

Zheng Di took a sip of the contents of the cup, got up and walked towards the door, and the realm lords who were still discussing just now all looked at Zheng Di with some surprise.

Not for anything else, Zheng Di has the mark of the Thunder and Fire Law on his eyebrows, which is obviously not suitable for cultivation in any tribe in the Forbidden Mountain Range, is it?

But after a while, Zheng Di came to the messenger and said, "I don't know how to detect the bloodline?" ”

These days, Zheng Di has seen many people test their bloodlines, and with his body that has now fused to reach the limit of ordinary flesh and blood, at least he doesn't think that he can't meet the conditions for entering the mountain gate.

The envoy looked at Zheng Di, but when he saw the law mark on the other party's eyebrows, he was not interested, and pointed to the round stone platform behind him, "Well, a drop of blood is fine, but I don't think you have much hope." ”

As a guide messenger, he has not been rotated once in ten years, as a new guide, he feels a little bored, after all, those reserve clansmen outside the mountain gate, the probability of really having the opportunity to enter the mountain gate is too low, but the population of the tribe is too small, for countless years, the successful discovery of the guide messenger is only dozens of people, and the bloodline is barely five grades, there are no twenty fusion blood Luo Jing in front of the realm master, but the tribe needs it, no matter how little meat is, it is better than nothing.

Zheng Di also saw it, and took the attitude of the messenger, and walked straight to the stone platform, there was one on the stone platform, and the golden beads exuded a faint aura of gold origin, which was very extraordinary.

Zheng Di took out the Shura Sword and slashed hard, his movements were stiff, giving people the feeling of emotional tension and excessive force.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, I'm not afraid to cut off my fingers so hard." The scribe laughed a little earlier.

Some of the people around also shook their heads and smiled, turned around and prepared to continue chatting with their friends, while the realm lord who had been recognized by the Golden Law and some domain masters with good knowledge shrank their pupils.

They saw the fireworks that were all like nothing when weapons rubbed against their bodies, but they looked at them even more curiously.

A drop of blood oozed from his fingertips, dripping directly on the surface of the golden ball, and soon emitted a soft golden light, only to calm down again in an instant.

Some martial artists who found the abnormality also turned around, and found that their friends looked at Zheng Di's side, and they also looked curious, but a full quarter of an hour passed, and the golden ball did not react in the slightest, and the apparent meaning did not change.

The envoy is also knowledgeable, Zheng Di's physical body alone can be seen to be extraordinary, but this bloodline gold bead has no reaction at all.

glanced at Zheng Di, thought about this person's eyebrows, and was a little relieved, history is not without a high grade of bloodline, but because of the wrong cultivation of other laws, so that there is no reaction to the detection of bloodline, this shows that the other party has no room for improvement, even if there are treasures in the clan, blood Luo Jing cannot be fused in the slightest.

"Brother, it's a pity, you clansmen scattered on the mainland, I'm afraid it's ......" Before the envoy finished speaking, he saw that the stone platform shook slightly, and the originally round gold beads trembled and cracked.

"This, this ......" was about to comfort some of Zheng Di's envoys just now, but he was directly shocked in place, his mouth was O-shaped, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The other onlookers were silent for a long time before someone said weakly, "It's fake, the gold bead is cracked." ”

This situation is unheard of, at least these are just domain lords, realm lords, blood Luo Continent martial artists, they have never heard of it, even those immortals in the tribe can only survive from the ancient war, and the old people of the tribe will understand what this means.