Chapter Eighty-Four: A Drop of Blood
The Fortress of Sighs, located outside the Immortal Qi Barrier, is the bridgehead of the Fallen Immortal Realm in the face of the impact of non-living forms.
The task of their trip was to send the contents of the small box to the Fortress of Sighs, and it was obvious that this should belong to strategic material aid.
Looking at this posture, this thing must be precious and abnormal.
"The Fortress of Sighs, standing for eternity, once we all thought that it would be the same in the years to come, but ......"
"This time the wave of mist is unprecedented, and the fall of the Sigh Fortress is unavoidable, therefore, the Dongtian high-level has unanimously decided to establish a second line of defense, and the immortal qi barrier located behind the Sigh Fortress will be reinforced, and what we transport is the core of the second line of defense."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the small box in the center of the main hall, except for a few people who knew the inside story, the rest were all curious.
"Immortal blood!"
"Inside this box, there is a drop of blood from the corpse of the Ancient Immortal."
Katsa!
The jade cup shattered, the breath shook, and everyone stood up suddenly, with a shocked look on their faces.
"This, is this really the blood of the immortals?"
"Or else?"
With a smile in his eyes, Xian Qiuming slowly got up, paced to the small box, and reached out to tap it lightly a few times.
Buzzing!
The box buzzed, the runes on it loomed, and the originally black metal surface was slowly becoming transparent, and in a few moments, it became a crystal box, and the internal scene was unobstructed.
Kaka –
It can be seen with the naked eye that in the small space of the secret box, there are colorful law chains crisscrossing them, and they are combined into a large net, blocked, carrying a drop of red blood inside.
"Immortal blood, just a drop, do you know how much it weighs?"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes were a little confused, and at most, they could only calculate the weight of the blood beads according to the sum of the strength of the eight ancient god mountain heroes, but in fact, if it was really that simple, Xian Qiuming would not sell it.
"Naturally bred, the weight of a hundred superimposed on the day of the regular mass, can barely compare to this drop of immortal blood."
Poof-
Raymond's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of spirit wine, so out of shape, no one scolded him, because almost everyone present was still in shock.
"This box, as well as the law chain inside, is used to offset the weight of the immortal blood, but with all the means of the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, it can only be done to this extent."
"Still, it takes eight Vientiane Realm wrestlers from the Ancient Divine Mountain to work together to lift it up."
"Because of the special nature of immortal blood, no storage magic weapon can carry it, and the space tunnel built by the teleportation array will also be crushed by it, so only the most primitive means of transportation can be used."
Xian Qiuming's tone was firm, but in fact, he quietly sighed in his heart, if he could use the "extradimensional teleportation", it would not be so troublesome, but unfortunately, they did not have permission, and it was this kind of special item.
Yan Xing's face was incredible, and his heart was full of emotion, this is the top existence on the road of evolution, a drop of blood, beyond the understanding of ordinary people.
It's no wonder that in ancient times, the immortal corpse fell, and it was able to smash out a realm that spanned a light year, and seeing the divine power of this blood, everything was reasonable.
With Yan Xing's current understanding of cultivation, he naturally understood why a drop of blood could surpass the sum of a hundred great suns.
It seems to be just a drop of blood, but in fact, it contains a large number of flesh and blood particles, these particles don't know how powerful the laws are engraved, how many transformations have been completed, and how many spiritual energy they have devoured, and the quality will naturally continue to grow until they are like gods and immortals.
For example, Yan Xing, don't look at his height is only 197, lean and lean, full of muscles, but his actual weight is still terrifying.
The formula for converting the monk's weight is: weight = physical strength/2.
Yan Xing's current physical strength is 14,892 dragon power, which is 744.6 billion kilograms, and when converted, Yan Xing's weight is 37,240,000 tons.
He was still too weak, and judging from his weight alone, compared to this drop of blood, he seemed to be as light as a fart.
The "domain" formed between the particles in the monk's body has the property of anti-gravity, which can cancel out the mass of the particles without consumption, so even if Yan Xing weighs tens of millions of tons, he can still walk on the snow without a trace.
When the immortal died, no matter how powerful he was in front of him, after turning into a corpse, the "domain" composed of particles naturally collapsed, and the mass of the particles was no longer neutralized, and it was completely revealed, which gave him the terrifying performance of a drop of blood weighing more than a hundred suns.
"Stop!"
"Don't get too close."
Wang Wenqian was scolded in place, looking embarrassed, he was just a little curious, and wanted to see what the immortal blood looked like up close.
After all, everyone present is a living creature in the realm of the Fallen Immortals, for generations, and they all have special feelings for the legendary immortals, which can be said to be admiration, and in the eyes of some people, the immortals are the existence of the creation gods.
"Deacon, I have no ill intentions......"
"I know." Xian Qiuming shook his head, looked around, especially Yan Xing and other little children, and said in a condensed voice: "You seem to have forgotten the terrible thing about our monk's body. ”
"A Tongtian Realm powerhouse, if after death, his corpse loses the shackles of various 'domains', the isolation of various domain force fields, the natural decay of flesh and blood particles, and the deadly rays emitted are enough to kill the creatures below the Sumeru Realm."
"If the corpse is placed in a mortal dynasty city with a population of hundreds of millions, it only takes a quarter of an hour, and all these 100 million people will collapse and turn into a pool of blood, even if they are separated by millions of miles, the bloodline factor will be shattered, even if they are lucky enough not to die, they will inevitably end up with a lifelong disability, and the children and grandchildren born will be deformed children who lack hands and feet within a hundred generations."
"Tongtian is still like this, let alone immortals, this drop of immortal blood, although there are laws to isolate the secret box, but it still can't completely isolate the decay rays of flesh and blood particles, which is why the storage space can't be carried, and the space tunnel will collapse.
"Wang boy, do you still want to come up and have a look?"
Xian Qiuming's face was full of smiles, and he turned sideways as he spoke, exposing the terrifying secret box in front of Wang Wenqian.
"Uh, no, no......"
Wang Wenqian shook his head again and again, glanced at the secret box with fear, retreated, and sat down honestly.
Every transcendent creature is a mobile nuclear power plant, the principle is similar, but the particle decay ray is much more terrifying than nuclear radiation, and the medicine slag that Yan Xing once had close contact with is more radioactive than the uranium rod in the nuclear reactor.
After introducing the mission items, the leaders of several main veins took turns to stand up and explain various precautions, as well as the route of travel, and crisis emergency treatment......
After a long time, the sky was about to dawn, and everyone ended the discussion, but did not leave, but meditated on the spot, and they needed to concentrate their efforts to ensure that the immortal blood was safe.
Immersion in the practice, time flies quickly, and seven days have passed in a blink of an eye.
The Xuanqing Shenzhou, which was fleeing at the speed of light, suddenly let out an abnormal tremor, and then the inscriptions around it flickered, and the speed plummeted, and after a few breaths, it fell out of the dimensional interlayer.
"What's going on!?"
Everyone was awakened by the abnormal movement, and some disciples frowned, looked at the blue sky outside the main hall, and asked in a deep voice.
"Don't panic, Xuanqing Shenzhou is fine."
"Under normal conditions, the Xuanqing Shenzhou can maintain the speed of light for a month before it needs to rest and ease the load, but don't forget, we are carrying this troublesome guy now, and seven days is already the limit."
Xian Qiuming's expression was gentle, and he patted the secret box beside him, and everyone was relieved when they heard this, but then their expressions changed.
What are these deacons and elders doing?
I saw that Xian Qiuming, as well as the Eight Masters of the Ancient Divine Mountain, and other strong people, all had fierce faces, and took out their respective magic weapons, and the law realm lingered all around their bodies, and the violent momentum rose to the sky.
"Why are you still stunned!?"
"Little guys, copy guys, get ready to fight!"
"Hahaha-"