Chapter 147: The Holy Son of Nine Lives
In the midst of this crazy obsession, Su Han once again accelerated the pace of searching for the Blood Spirit Crystal. The vein on the bronze piece is like a greedy gluttony, no matter how many blood spirit crystals there are, it can devour everything for you without leaving any of them.
In the boundless blood mist, the blood spirit crystals were rapidly reduced under the crazy plundering of everyone, but compared to this huge base, the number of blood spirit crystals reduced was pitiful.
As for how many blood spirit crystals existed in the blood mist, no one knew. If those big families of the Hundred Cities Alliance knew that so many blood spirit crystals had appeared in the Canglan Trial Ground this time, it would definitely cause a violent storm, and those big families would probably be desperate to send out people in their families whose strength was below the bronze warrior to participate in this trial.
Su Han turned into an "invisible" ghost in this blood mist, and he kept shuttling among the crowds, but no one found him.
Time passed quickly, and on the bronze piece in Su Han's hand, the last vein finally began to undergo some changes after absorbing the huge blood spirit crystal, this time, the blood-red vein did not start to transform from pale gold first, but directly condensed a purple-gold luster.
Although this purple-gold light was faint and only occupied less than a tenth of the length of the entire vein, it also made Su Han's heart feel inexplicably light, and a heavy boulder was unloaded from his heart in an instant, and Su HanΒ±'s dark eyes became energetic in an instant.
"It's good that something has changed." Su Han looked at the faint purple-gold luster on the last vein, took a long breath, and his right hand holding the bronze piece couldn't help but clench it tightly, his eyes were full of unshakable firmness.
With a flash of figure, Su Han immediately disappeared into the thick blood mist.
Among these rapidly cutting blood spirit crystals, the bronze piece in Su Han's hand accounted for more than half. After all, the others were not like Su Han, who could see a long distance in this blood mist. They can only run around like flies and try their luck, so the amount of blood spirit crystals obtained is also pitiful.
In the blood mist a hundred meters away from Su Han, Feng Baiyi touched a ring inlaid with a granular-sized crystal in his hand, and a deep smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, mixed with a little mockery in this smile.
"With so many blood spirit crystals, it's definitely enough for me to break through to the realm of bronze warriors. Those two wastes, following the elders of the family, don't know where to go to participate in the training, if they know that there is such a huge number of blood spirit crystals in this trial ground, I'm afraid that the intestines of regret will be blue. β
"And those old guys, who still haven't figured out the situation, are on the side of those two pieces of waste. Wait for me to go back this time and break through to the Bronze Realm, and squeeze the other two sons down completely, and see what faces they still have! "There is competition within every family, and the competition is even more fierce within the larger families, and there are different factions or groups within them.
For example, their Feng family is mainly divided into three major factions, which are divided by the three sons of their Feng family, and there is the support of the great elder behind the Feng Baiyi, and the other two naturally have other elders as backers.
Click, click, click
Feng Baiyi waved his left hand violently, a cyan edge flashed, and the entire palm turned into a sharp blade, smashing fiercely on the root of the blood spirit crystal inserted in the floor tiles, and with a cracking sound, a thin crack quickly opened from the ground of the blood spirit crystal.
At the moment when this crack formed, Feng Baiyi once again turned his palm into a knife and slashed down on the edge of the slit. "Collapse", the blood-colored rhizome connected to the floor tiles of the blood spirit crystal could no longer withstand this pressure, and all of them broke apart, and then, a large piece of blood spirit crystal fell on the floor tiles.
Feng Baiyi bent down to pick up the blood spirit crystal on the ground, and the ring on his right hand flashed a pale blue light, and this large piece of blood spirit crystal disappeared into his hand.
The ring in his hand is exactly what the baby said.
In the dead end, almost all of them forgot their inner fears, and frantically plundered the blood spirit crystals in the blood mist, they could sense that these blood crystals were extraordinary, and the energy contained in them was amazing.
In this process, no one was killed by the unknown horror that existed in the blood mist, but was killed by other trialists, and there were not a few people who seized the blood spirit crystal
In a certain stone house in the Xuanbing Hall, hundreds of blood-clothed guards stood silent, and a strong evil aura faintly condensed on the dozens of blood-clothed guards, as if there were powerful ghosts entangled.
In front of these blood-clothed guards, an old man wrapped in skull robes sat quietly on a stone bench, his dry fingers constantly tapping on the stone table in front of him, making a loud noise. Where the fingers fell, small pits of different depths were formed, and the lime fragments fell to the ground.
In the air, the slightest smell of blood wafted away, and the atmosphere seemed unusually heavy, with a thousand forces and heavy pressure.
The old man, including the blood-clad guard behind him who stood like a stake, did not change his face because of the dreary atmosphere.
The entire stone house, except for the sound of the old man's bones and fingers colliding, was as quiet as death.
In this strange atmosphere, the old man's eyes, which were originally tightly closed, suddenly opened, and his metal-heavy fingers slammed down on the stone table, piercing the entire stone table hole through a small hole, and a strong force passed through the small hole, smashed on the ground, and splashed dust.
Click!
The stone house trembled, and the heavy stone door suddenly moved, and a fluttering figure walked in from outside the stone house.
This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with sword eyebrows and flirtatious eyebrows, fair skin that looks a little sickly, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of dark eyes with a little starlight.
Dressed in plain clothes, a string of broken jade hanging from his waist made a crisp sound in his slow steps, which was soul-stirring.
is such a handsome young man, if outsiders see this person, they will definitely praise him without hesitation. However, the old man sitting on this stone bench, the moment his eyes opened, he was faintly chilled, as if he was looking at an extremely terrifying beast.
After relieving his mind, the old man suppressed the tremor in his heart, and put his right hand into the spacious robe, but the indifferent expression on his face did not change at all.
"Junior, Lu Xueyang, has seen the blood skeleton senior." Arching his hand, the young man's lips and teeth were clear, and his words were like a trickle, almost steady in the turbulence.
Nodding slightly, the old man named Blood Skull stared at him, looking at this familiar but unfamiliar young man, a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "I haven't seen you for half a month, Xueyang's nephew's strength has improved a lot." β
"Thanks to the seniors, Hongfu, the younger generations have been training in the abyss of blood for half a month, and they are lucky to have half of their lives alive and survive." Lu Xueyang is neither humble nor arrogant, and his words are calm.
"Hiss" The blood skeleton gasped, secretly frightened, of course he could understand the words in the mouth of the young man in front of him, and his eyes were inexplicably in a trance.
Blood Road Abyss, what kind of place is that!? It was a place where even a bronze-level powerhouse was about to fall, but the young man in front of him had returned after staying there for more than half a month, and it made people tremble when they thought about it.
"Good, really good." The Blood Skeleton exhaled, exclaimed a few times, and then sighed, "Holy Light One Pulse, it seems that there is one more Nine Lives Holy Son!" β
The holy light is in the vein, cultivating life, and holding the coin of fate.
Three lives are mortal, five lives are spiritual, seven lives are honored, and nine lives are holy.
As far as the blood skeleton knows, the young man in front of him has been holding the Five Lives Coin many years ago, and he doesn't know how many lives he has now, and he is cultivating himself with the first few lives at this moment.
Lu Xueyang was noncommittal, standing aside, and in the stone house, the atmosphere that was originally slightly active fell silent again.
This silence did not last long, and the closed stone house was opened again, this time, it was about a dozen people who walked in. Except for a few big men and an old man, all of them were young people, and there was a small girl.
After the dozen or so people came in, the Blood Skull and Lu Xueyang both stepped forward and arched their hands with the old man.
The old man touched his white beard, stroked the little girl's hair with his other hand, and said, "This trial ground was built by the Venerable of my Xuanbing lineage, and the supreme treasure in the Xuanbing Hall should belong to my lineage." The power of this Ice Treasure can only be fully exerted by the people of my vein. β
"What Shi Lao said is that I led the killing vein over this time, and it was also to help Shi Lao, as for the Xuanbing Treasure, I don't dare to think about it." The Blood Skull said solemnly.
"My Holy Light Pulse will definitely help Shi Lao." Lu Xueyang's words were firm.
Nodding, the old man glanced at the little girl next to him and the dozen or so young people lovingly, and sighed, "I hope everything goes well." "He knows very well that although the so-called Xuanbing Supreme Treasure is left by their Xuanbing lineage in the past, but after so many years, the Canglan clan came to take it after it was stabilized, and I am afraid that some unknown changes have taken place.
"Before going to the depths of the main hall and taking out the Xuanbing Treasure, I'd better dispose of those poor little guys first, in case something goes wrong, it won't be good then." The Blood Skull snorted coldly, and his gaze suddenly turned cold.
Then he waved his robe, and a passage suddenly appeared in the stone house, which happened to be connected to the life road.
As for the dead end, the blood skeleton laughed dryly, I don't know how many can come out alive, and when the time comes, I can just pinch it to death
Su Han and the others didn't know anything about all this.
In the thick blood mist, Su Han didn't know how many blood spirit crystals he had looted, and he was already numb to this number. Under his frantic searching, the last vein on the bronze piece in his hand, the purple-gold luster had already occupied most of it.
"Come on, work harder, and this piece of bronze should be completely saturated." The look of hope in Su Han's eyes was even worse, looking at the large piece of blood spirit crystal under his feet, his face showed a little smile.
However, this smile did not last long, but it turned into a murderous intention.
His right foot slammed into force, collapsing, a large silver-gray floor tile was shaken, and Su Han's figure disappeared in place. A sharp spike pierced through the afterimage and slammed into the tiles, which exploded into powder in an instant