She Yu felt like she was in a furnace at this time, and the burning pain almost made her brain go blank. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everything around seems to be in a trance, floating like aquatic plants.

She kept her experience in mind and tried her best to maintain her mind. However, her efforts were so fragile and vulnerable in the face of the domineering and terrifying divine blood.

It's hot, it's all over it.

She wanted to wail, but she couldn't make a sound. Every bone in the body was like being burned by fire. In a trance, she felt as if she was on an ancient altar, and she was a sacrifice tied to a stone pillar and offered by fire.

She seemed to see the stars in the sky, falling like raindrops to the earth, the sea in the distance boiling, the blazing earth fire rushing into the sky, billowing black smoke wrapped in bright sparks, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Sadness, fear, loss, remembrance......

All kinds of inexplicable emotions, like turbulent angry waves, burst in and swallowed her. Over and over again, each time it made She Yu feel crazy, frightened, and hopeless.

Her spine was lit up from the first one.

Immediately after that, the second, the third, and the fourth......

It wasn't until the twenty-fifth that the speed of lighting gradually slowed down.

If She Yu saw this scene, she would definitely feel unbelievable. She is a witch, not a godguard. Penetrating the spine, it is the Shenwei that will show signs.

It's a pity that she can't see it, she is completely trapped in the boundless and vast power at this moment. She is like a piece of wood, which will be thrown up in the stormy sea, and smashed into the deep sea.

Cold Palace.

Inside and outside the threshold, two people sit opposite each other.

In front of Bei Shuisheng, a middle-aged man with a majestic demeanor was drinking tea slowly.

Bei Shuisheng poured himself tea and asked casually: "Your Majesty, has it started?" Weichen's perception is too weak. ”

The middle-aged man drinking tea in front of him is the ruler of the blood of the gods today, the supreme powerhouse who is most likely to win the world, the Emperor Saint!

After drinking the tea, the emperor closed his eyes, as if he was tasting the taste of tea.

Bei Shuisheng said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Weichen is all coarse tea here." ”

The Emperor Sheng opened his eyes and was not angry: "Hmm, coarse tea, who is responsible for purchasing? Could it be that it is deducting corruption? It seems that I want to clean it up!"

Bei Shuisheng's tone was even more helpless: "Could it be that Your Majesty has forgotten Weichen's habit? ”

Emperor Sheng snorted: "Oops, I haven't been here for a long time, it's not strange to be aquatic, it's not strange." ”

If there were other people, seeing the scene in front of them, they would definitely be shocked and their eyes would roll all over the ground. The domineering and majestic Your Majesty has such a kind side!

Bei Shuisheng shook his head while drinking tea by himself: "It seems that it has begun." ”

"Well, it's the beginning. Emperor Sheng responded, put the cup in front of the threshold, and motioned for Beishui Sheng to add tea.

Bei Shuisheng had no choice but to pick up the teapot again, and pour it for His Majesty across the threshold. He said lightly: "Your Majesty will reward the divine blood to She Yu, and Weichen is a little puzzled. ”

There was no joy or anger on the emperor's face: "I don't understand, haven't you always said good things about She Yu? I still think you like her, could it be that I misunderstood?"

Bei Shuisheng didn't bother to pay attention to His Majesty's nonsense, and said to himself: "After all, the Heavenly God Heart is just an imitation thing, and the divine blood is a holy thing, how can it be the same? ”

Emperor Sheng laughed, a little proud: "It's rare to have aquatic incomprehension, haha, in my mind, aquatic is the smartest person." ”

He squinted his eyes and almost wrote "Come and ask me" on his face.

Bei Shui Sheng drank tea by himself, as if he didn't see it.

After a while, the Emperor Saint couldn't help it: "Aren't you puzzled? Why don't you ask?"

Bei Shuisheng's face was full of surprise: "Weichen thinks that His Majesty doesn't want to say that it's too confidential, and it's better for Weichen not to know too much." ”

The emperor was so angry that his teeth itched, but he was helpless. Outside, he was furious and thunderous, and the world trembled. In this cold palace, he put away his monstrous power and majesty, like a kind elder.

The young man in front of him has the best intelligence in the world, but he is suffering from a strange disease, and he can only continue his life in this cold palace.

His wisdom is brilliant and brilliant, illuminating the sky of this era. Heaven gave him an amazing mind, and also gave him a cage that he could not cross half a step in his life.

The emperor loves his talent deeply, and he really can't bear to scold him in the slightest.

He raised the teacup and took a sip, then put it down: "A drop of divine blood, I can still pay it." As a patriarch of the Kingdom of God, She Yu is eligible to receive divine blood. It's just that I didn't expect the flower owner to be Ai Hui, or the master and slave translocation. Ai Hui's son has some ability, and he can be regarded as a young tiger. ”

His tone was indifferent, and between his words, the world-famous thunder and sword brilliance did not pay attention to it at all.

Bei Shuisheng did not refute, His Majesty should naturally have such self-confidence.

Ai Hui has been in the limelight for a while, but he is too far away from His Majesty's level. For example, today, there is only one person who is qualified to be His Majesty's opponent, and that is Dai Gang.

Bei Shuisheng is worried about another problem: "Le Bu Leng has not yet challenged Dai Gang." ”

Le Buleng did not challenge Dai Gang for a day, and His Majesty's threat was not eliminated for a day. In the battle with Anmuda, His Majesty's injuries have not healed, and if Dai Gang is killed, the situation will become very dangerous, at least it will be very embarrassing.

Emperor Sheng sneered: "If Dai Gang had the courage, he would have been ambushed behind An Muda that day, and it would have been his turn to get today?" Dai Gang just wanted to keep his one-third of an acre of land, and he would not be determined back then. ”

Regarding His Majesty's evaluation, Bei Shuisheng still agrees with it in his heart.

Emperor Sheng's face sank: "The front line is a group of rice buckets! I actually lost Nangong Wupian and Ye Baiyi, and a group of pigs did better than them!"

Bei Shuisheng knew that if it weren't for the fact that the front line was in such a passive situation, His Majesty would not have taken this risk.

He advised: "Your Majesty is angry. The white clothes are protected by the heart of the gods, and they will be safe. But it will take a little longer. It's the Beast Gu Palace, which needs to be prepared early. ”

Ye Baiyi has the protection of the heart of the gods, Nangong has no mercy, and it is unlikely that he will survive. Although Bei Shuisheng didn't like Nangong Wupi, he knew very well that the importance of the Beast Gu Palace to the Kingdom of God was not inferior to Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi single-handedly created the Six Divine Divisions of the Kingdom of God, but the Beast Gu Palace was related to all aspects of the Kingdom of God. War department related, such as the study of blood refining, the cultivation of combat blood beasts. There are more aspects of internal affairs and people's livelihood, such as the optimization of blood plants, fruit jade, low-cost blood beasts, and so on.

If something goes wrong with the Beast Gu Palace, the damage to the Divine Kingdom will not be obvious for a while, but in the long run, it will undoubtedly continue to bleed.

Emperor Sheng shook his head: "Wait a minute, although Wu Pian has average talent, it is not easy to be diligent for so many years." Now the new palace master, if he survives, won't it chill his heart?"

Bei Shuisheng nodded: "Your Majesty is right, Weichen is not thoughtful. ”

The Emperor Sage suddenly sighed lightly, and said with a slight emotion: "She Yu's talent is much better than what I remembered." ”

Bei Shuisheng raised his head when he heard this, and looked at the direction of She Yu's residence through the threshold.

Dark room.

She Yu's body is like an invisible palm holding it, floating in mid-air.

Her eyes were closed and unconscious, and her red clothes were like in water, stretched out and fluttering slowly.

The thirty-two spine on her back, emitting dazzling light, came out of her back, and was extremely conspicuous. Only the top one, like a stubborn fortress, unmoving, dull.

In the bright spine, a hair-thin gold thread is clearly visible.

Every time a spine is lit, She Yu's body will be tempered by one point, and the thirty-two spines, the flesh and blood of her body, will be tempered to a state of almost perfection. The flesh and blood of her body, like crystal clear white jade, radiated a soft light.

Her internal organs can be clearly seen.

Only a strong enough body can withstand the blood of the gods.

If She Yu is still sober, she will be able to judge that she has passed the first level.

If the talent of the body is not good enough to survive to the point where the body is tempered to the point where it can withstand the blood of the gods, it will explode and die.

The surprise of the emperor also stems from this, She Yu is a witch, her talent is in the mind rather than the body, and she can actually withstand the blood of the gods, which is amazing.

The last spine could not be broken for a long time, and the golden thread in the spine suddenly split in two and drilled out from the tail of the vertebrae.

A golden thread ran up her guts, into her skull, and finally converged on her eyebrows. The other golden thread was a delicate blood plum blossom that pounced on her left chest.

Blood Plum seemed to sense the danger and trembled violently.

But it couldn't break free.

The gold thread was quickly wrapped around the blood plum blossom, and the delicate and bright red blood plum blossom had a dazzling golden light edge on the outer edge, which looked even more luxurious.

The blood plum blossom suddenly swelled with blood light, and the bright and terrifying blood light dyed the room a blood red. The golden light that shrouded the edge of the blood plum blossom did not change in the slightest, but the light of the blood plum blossom was gathering little by little.

Phnom Penh is like an unbreakable golden thread, firmly holding the monstrous blood light and letting it continue to retract.

The blood light that filled the room was like being continuously tightened and grasped by the palm of a hand, and finally turned into a red beam of red light in the shape of a plum blossom. The red beam of light is condensed like red chalcedony, crystal clear.

Around the beam, surrounded by plum blossoms, the breath of vitality and destruction alternates, and the unpredictable breath resists the golden aperture. The blood plum blossom continued to crumble, and it continued to emerge from the blood-red beam, and the two sides were evenly matched.

The color of the blood plum blossom on She Yu's chest continued to deepen, turning into ink-like black, it began to collapse, the breath of nothingness was pervasive, and the blood light could not reach the end, as if leading to the abyss.

The golden mang, which originally poured into the center of the eyebrows, branched out a golden thread and joined the golden circle.

The blood light continued to tighten, and the blood plum blossoms surrounding the blood-colored beam became fewer and fewer, and the golden light began to gain the upper hand.

However, the golden light, thinner than a hair, seeped like ink on the paper, silently sinking into the plum blossoms like an abyss.

The black, ethereal plum blossom mark grew smaller and smaller, shrinking into a black dot the size of a pinpoint.

She Yu's delicate body shook, and the black dots disappeared.

The golden light that closed again submerged into the center of her eyebrows, and She Yu's face once again showed pain. The golden light in the center of her eyebrows stretched out countless filaments, like spider webs and vines, stretching out to all corners of She Yu's head.

She Yu's body began to tremble.

On her face and head, staggered and crisscrossed cracked gold lines appeared, and the golden light seemed to come out of her brain.

Suddenly, there was a golden light.

They withdrew from She Yu's head like a tidal wave, like a shark smelling fish, pounced on She Yu's heart.