(Cat flutter Chinese) Please use to access this site. "Mu Lao. What is that Raw Seal Fruit?"

The Blood Eagle has lost the power to fight back. There was no threat to Wang Tian. I heard Mu Lao talk about what the fruit of the birth seal. I couldn't help but ask.

"Boy. Do you know the fruit of life?"

There was a hint of unusualness in Mu Lao's voice.

"The fruit of life."

Wang Tian couldn't help but exclaim.

The fruit of life. The fruit of the condensation of the creation of heaven and earth. One of the Seven Great Sacred Relics of the Divine Continent. The ultimate holy relics that countless powerful martial cultivators have frantically searched for. This is especially true for the many living fossils at the top of the pyramids that are nearing the end of their lifespan. It's a temptation that is close to the limits of life.

It is rumored to suck only a drop of the fruit of life. You can shape your muscles and bones. Broken flesh. Condensation. The strength has soared. And eat a bite of the pulp. It can also condense its own essence.**Break and then stand. Knotted Spirit. Seed the earth-shattering creation. Not to mention obtaining a whole Fruit of Life.

That's definitely going to be a god-defying existence.

Therefore. This fruit of life is one of the seven sacred relics of the Divine Continent. It's a matter of course.

The Wang family is a powerful family that used to be a big Qian. Naturally, there are many ancient books to be examined:

The fruit of life. It is the things of heaven and earth. Even if you cultivate to the heavens. But it's still hard to come by. According to many ancient records of the Wang family. Since the emergence of the Throne God Continent. No one on the vast Throne God Continent has yet been able to obtain a complete Fruit of Life.

And every time the fruit of life is born. On the Divine Continent, there will be a bloody storm. It is also the death of countless powerful and powerful people. to the end. Only a great chance and many martial cultivators with super strength will carve up that fruit of life.

Nevertheless. But there are still countless powerful martial cultivators who are tirelessly looking for the holy relics of heaven and earth. The fruit of life. And go crazy about it. Even if it is a hundred years of cultivation of the whole body.

"Hey, hey. Stinky boy. I didn't think you knew a lot."

There was a bit of surprise in Mu Lao's voice.

"Mu Lao. You... You don't mean that. This Birth Seal Fruit is ......"

Wang Tian's mouth is open. His mind went back to the depths of his mind. Looking at the one hundred and eighty-five blood-red vermilion fruits formed on the tree of raw seals in the deep seed's mind.

Look at the dazzling blood-red vermilion fruit. Wang Tian couldn't help but start to fantasize about it.

The fruit of life. How many living fossil-like powerhouses are desperate to get it? There you have this thing. Wang Tian is still afraid of what Snake Island. What a blood spirit mountain.

Just sacrifice a fruit of life. Countless powerful and powerful people flock to it. I'm afraid I don't have to do it myself. The Snake Island and the Blood Spirit Mountain will be completely destroyed in an instant.

"I'm phew. Stinky boy. What do you think. The Fruit of Life is one of the seven sacred relics of the Divine Continent. And how did it fall into the hands of you stinky boy so easily? Even the old man and I have been waiting in the holy fountain of life for nearly five years. ......"

Mu Lao couldn't help but whisper. Obviously, the kind of dirty thoughts that flashed in Wang Tian's mind had already been known to him. He said indignantly. Then he seemed to realize that he had slipped his mouth. The sound stopped abruptly.

"Mu Lao. What the hell?"

Wang Tian was obviously intrigued. Staring intently at the many blood-red vermilion fruits on the tree of the Seal of Life.

"Nothing, nothing. It's just old things. The fruit of life. It's not something that a stinky boy of your level can touch. Just think about it now. You're still concentrating on your cultivation. Let's deal with the pursuit of the Blood Spirit Mountain."

Mu Lao didn't deal with it angrily. And it seems that he is afraid that he will leak his mouth again. The whole person actually became an ostrich. Let Wang Tian ask questions and entangle. Just don't say a word.

"Wang Tianxiaoer. Take your life."

Seeing Wang Tian standing alone not far away, he was babbling something. A touch of joy slipped quietly over the old face of the Blood Eagle. He also thought that Wang Tian had absorbed the blood soul on his blood soul shirt and went crazy.

Although the body is extremely weak at this time. But when I thought of it, as long as I could kill Wang Tian. Many of his own blood souls will be refined by it again. And you can even use it to impact a higher realm. The Blood Eagle felt that it was full of invincible power.

Brush.

The Blood Eagle barely mobilized the few remaining Yuan forces in its body. The two blackened palms slapped out fiercely.

Bang.

The Blood Eagle looked happy. He was very aware of it. His hands slapped on Wang Tian's body. But. The next moment, his face changed suddenly.

Wow.

Wang Tian**'s strength was far beyond his expectations. A strong force is coming. The whole person's old and frail figure was rebounded heavily. Hit the ground hard. A mouthful of black blood spurted out. That pupil protrudes. The appearance is quite hideous.

"Old Puff. Die."

Wang Tian reined in his mind. Holding a sarcophagus. Under the gaze of the Blood Eagle's dead eyes. The sarcophagus was smashed out heavily.

Rumble.

Miserable white glow. A blood eagle that was bombarded by a sarcophagus. The rickety old figure trembled a few times. It began to dry up at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Wang Tianxiaoer. My blood shadow will come one day. I will kill you."

Blood Eagle's resentful voice rang out.

A faint weak, blood-colored figure flew out of the shriveled flesh. Quickly bypassed the many Blood Spirit Mountain disciples who were staring at each other. Soaring into the distance. but to flee;

"Not good. Careless."

See the blood-colored soul body. Wang Tian reacted suddenly. Hurriedly carry the coffin to chase it.

It's just that. The speed of the blood eagle with only the soul body left is extremely fast. Just a few breaths. The distance between him and Wang Tian is getting bigger and bigger little by little.

"Damn it."

Wang Tian scolded angrily. Don't dare to be careless anymore. The muscles of the arms are bulging. The gray sarcophagus weighing more than a thousand pounds was thrown out by him.

Turned into a streamer. Mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, it smashed fiercely towards the weak soul body of the blood eagle.

Bang.

Sound oscillation. The blood-colored soul body that fled quickly was brutally pierced by the gray sarcophagus that turned into a streamer.

Airplanes.

Gray sarcophagus. A miserable white light leaped up. It's like a swamp. Sink it deep into it. There is no escape.

"Ahh Nope."

The blood-colored illusory figure let out a terrible scream.

Poof. Poof.

Above the gray time. A miserable white light burst forth. Rapidly eroding the soul of the Blood Eagle. Bursts of eerie green smoke rise.

It's only been a moment. The soul of the Blood Eagle was a blood-colored blurred human face.

"Wang Tianxiaoer. If you kill me; There will be endless troubles."

Blood-colored blurred faces flashed and flashed. And the resentful and unwilling voice of the Blood Eagle came from afar.

"It's really troublesome."

Wang Tian walked step by step. His right hand touched his shiny bald head innocently. The voice is cold. Eyes like ice.

"Do you know what I hate the most?"

Wang Tian walked to the shackles of the miserable white light. A blurry blood-colored face that can't set off the slightest wind and waves. Said lightly.

The blood-colored face trembled violently. Seems to want to get rid of. But under the gray sarcophagus of the strange treasure. It's all empty talk.

"Hate threats the most."

Wang Tian said word by word.

"Ahh No. WANG Tian. WANG Tian. You can't kill me. In fact, my true identity is not just the Guardian Elder of Blood Spirit Mountain. I... I'm still ......."

The Blood Eagle was really scared. Looking at the cold killing intent flashing on that face without the slightest expression. He hurriedly explained. Seems to want to say something. It's a pity. Wang Tian will not give him this chance again.

Poof.

Wang Tian's right hand that was haunting the power of the Seal quickly poked out. It's so fast. Even he himself was taken aback.

Airplanes. Airplanes. Airplanes.

The milky power of the sigil quickly enveloped the blood-colored face. Turned into a milky river. Disappear again at the center of Wang Tian's eyebrows.

Wang Tian, who already knew about the existence of the Raw Seal Fruit. Not the slightest worry. He picked up the blood-colored ring that had fallen from the Blood Eagle. My mind slowly sank into my mind.

On the tree of the seal with only one hundred and eighty-five blood-colored vermilion fruits left. Milky white canopy gently rocking. A delicate blood-red vermilion fruit quietly bears fruit. A looming smile. The corners of Wang Tian's mouth subconsciously outlined a warm smile.

"It's over."

Wang Tian's soul power unceremoniously rushed into the Blood Eagle's blood-colored empty ring.

Look inside that huge space. Beast core hedrons of various grades are piled up like a hill. Wang Tian was a little surprised:

"Does one of the lowest-ranking temple protectors in the Blood Spirit Mountain have such a rich reward? If it weren't for the relationship with the blood that never dies. It seems that it is quite good to be a low-level temple protector elder in the Blood Spirit Mountain."

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth hung a touch of banter. Then he shook his head. There was a sinister aura looming in the dark eyes:

"Retaliation. This is just the beginning."

Wang Tian manipulated his soul power to empty the rich treasure of the Blood Eagle's blood-colored empty ring. It is to destroy it without mercy.

"Blood. I guess it's coming soon."

Look at the mess here. Wang Tian thought in his heart.

"That's it. Change places"

A bright light appeared in Wang Tian's eyes. It is natural to carry your hands behind your back. Swaggering and wanting to leave this place.

"The king... WANG Tian. You... You can't go."

A timidly stammering voice sounded.

Wang Tian stopped. Look behind you not far away. The many Blood Spirit Mountain disciples who were looking at him with a frightened look. I couldn't help but shake my head.

Rumble.

The aura of the Ning Dan Realm of Yuan Dan Shuangning swept abruptly. He forced those Blood Spirit Mountain disciples back a few steps.

Those Blood Spirit Mountain disciples who were barely bracing up their spirits changed color instantly.

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll leave you with a letter to the blood."

Wang Tian's eyes shot cold electricity. Looking around at those Blood Spirit Mountain disciples whose bodies trembled slightly. Turning away suddenly:

"Tell the blood. He owes me an account. That's just the beginning."

Wang Tian departed. Carry your hands behind your back. Quite chic. Those many Blood Spirit Mountain disciples who were arrogant to hunt down Wang Tian before. At this time. He just quietly watched Wang Tian's back gradually disappearing. No one dared to stop him. And such a result. Even if it's blood. None have ever been encountered.

And just as the merciless slashing of the Blood Eagle left. According to this, there is an eerie cave about a thousand miles away. Everywhere the eerie ghost fire is constantly burning. Extinguished. Ignite. Extinguished.

This process repeats itself over and over again.

Look closely. This is a stalactite cave.

"Huh."

A soft voice came out. The voice is a little hoarse.

"The parasite I placed in the Blood Spirit Mountain is gone."

An old, shriveled one. The sound of the words sounded like the striking of stones.

Wow.

Two rays of blood suddenly appeared in this ghostly stalactite cave. Bloody. Such as the region in general. It's full of weirdness. Cat flutter Chinese