Leaving this building, Fang Yinyin took Fang Shizhong to the depths of the mansion, lightly crossed the lake, and finally came to the island in the middle of the lake.

This island is not big, like jasper inlaid on the blue lake, so that there are hundreds of flowers and green willows, pavilions and pavilions above and below the lake, and the scenery is extremely ethereal and beautiful.

If you need to find a comparison, or this place is already comparable to the fairyland-like scenery in those superb landscape paintings.

"Shi Zhong, open the Star Field Jade Jane! Tell the Heavenly Hidden Generals to quickly gather towards the Paradise! Besides, I want them to gather secretly, and they must not make too much noise!"

Coming to the outside of a three-story wooden building in the middle of the lake, Fang Yinyin stopped, her face was calm and she looked extremely beautiful, but her smile had a deep chill: "Also, give the initial map of the Heavenly Chosen Dojo to the couple, tell them to hurry up, I will help them get everything they want!"

"Good!"

Hearing this, Fang Shizhong hurriedly clenched his fists and nodded, and then immediately strode forward and stepped into the pavilion.

Walking into the hall is a majestic hall, a hall that should never look so majestic from the outside.

The decoration in the hall is absolutely splendid, and the dragon columns are more than ten zhang, and the number is more than 100. There was a desk on the altar of white jade in the middle, and dozens of mysterious elders of the Fang family were sitting quietly cross-legged, waiting for something.

"Let's get started!"

Walking in, Fang Shizhong's face was serious and slightly solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The ancestor wants you to send these messenger jade slips!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The altar moved, and the golden light gradually skyrocketed, and after being masked by the light, the figure of a mysterious elder disappeared, leaving only a ray of light in place.

They had already left here with the information or intelligence they were going to send, and they went to any place far away in an instant!

This is one of the Fang family's heritage, and it is one of their means!

The surface of the lake is sparkling, reflecting Fang Yinyin's delicate and beautiful face.

She was smiling, "How many years, how many years, how many years...... Finally, it's time for our family to rule the sky alone!......"

Muttering softly to herself, her smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by determination and hatred: "No, this time our family is not just in charge of the Gu Immortal Realm, what our Yin Yin wants is the entire Three Realms, the entire Star Field, the complete Star Field......"

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"Nine drops of soul blood will be obtained by one person here!Han Xiao has two drops, the former generals and future generals under the Dou Huang's account each have one drop, the three Gu Immortal Realm masters also have one drop each, and mine is nine drops!"

After worshipping the statue of the last and first Emperor Wu, Han Jing stood on the square outside the palace.

I don't know why, at this time, there was a hazy drizzle, which made the vicissitudes around him even thicker, and there was a faint sense of murder.

The Great War is coming!

"Unlike me, although they have obtained soul blood, they can't truly fuse it into a part of themselves, and even if the soul blood is in their bodies, they can only borrow power!"

Pondering, Han Jing didn't sacrifice the slightest soul power, and let the drizzle wet his white shirt: "In this way, they can cooperate with each other, and even in the end, if one of them collects nine drops of soul blood, they can also ensure that their companions will not die......

Yes, this time is different from the previous "natural selection".

In the past, those who entered the Heavenly Chosen Dojo were all descendants of Emperor Wu's bloodline, and they had all fused their soul blood into their true part, so once they lost their soul blood, they could eventually die!

This is also the reason why every time a martial artist enters the Heavenly Chosen Dojo, only one person can leave alive.

But this time it was different: everyone except Han Jing was not the true bloodline descendant of Emperor Wu, so they could join forces and not have to kill their own companions.

For example, once the queen general gets eight drops of soul blood, then the former general will definitely give him another drop of his soul blood, and the latter will not necessarily kill the former general after getting all nine drops of soul blood.

Like them, the three sect masters of the Gu Immortal Realm can also cooperate in this way, they can help each other get all their soul blood without killing each other.

Calculate, only Han Jing and Han Xiao are relatively alone!

"Did he get the Holy Grail?"

Looking at the entrance of the palace, Han Jing frowned slightly: "He can't afford to lose!"

Thinking about it, Han Jing quickly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Not only Han Xiao, but also me and the other people who entered here, we can't afford to lose!"

Nine drops of soul blood, four forces: Han Jing, Bliss Heaven, Gu Immortal Realm, Human Realm Douhuang!

Once either side obtains a complete nine drops of soul blood, it is equivalent to having one more powerhouse on their side that is comparable to the strength of the original Martial Emperor.

Even if this strong man may not reach the peak level of Han Fenghao because it is not a real inheritance and fusion, at least it will be an existence comparable to Immortal Venerable and Douhuang.

Therefore, the four sides will fight with all their strength and fight with all their might!

No one can afford to lose......

"Now that I've lost the chance to take the Holy Grail, I'm not left behind!"

Finally, when the sword eyebrows were unfolded, Han Jing showed a calm smile: "Now, everything has just begun......! That's it, no fight!"

At this moment, he thought of the feelings and insights along the way, and thought of the same aura that the former Martial Emperor had!

No disputes!

Thinking of these two words, Han Jing turned around with a calm smile and walked step by step along the Shinto Road towards the way he came.

He's gone!

Almost at the same time, a muffled sound suddenly came from the depths of the palace, and then before Han Jing could turn around, he saw a pillar of light rushing into the sky in his heavenly sense.

The pillar of light pierced the sky, and the final condensation was a big character - Emperor!

The "emperor" of the emperor, the "emperor" of the martial emperor!

"This ......"

After confirming that this was a word, and it was a big word that was connected to the aura of a strong man below, Han Jing's heart instantly had a cold killing intent.

This kind of killing intent is extremely strong, but it is not aimed at the martial artist under this word, not at Han Xiao, who is very likely to have obtained the Holy Grail, but at the Fang family!

"Obtaining the Holy Grail is equivalent to getting the approval of the inheritance first, and you can obtain other soul blood from the Holy Grail?"

Smiling coldly, Han Jing recalled everything Fang Yinyin had told him: "Indeed, Fang Yinyin, you are right, I can feel that the power of my soul blood and the power of Yan Huang are being attracted and devoured by this golden character, but is this speed enough?"

He finally understood: those who obtained the Holy Grail could indeed devour the weak soul power of other soul blood from the Holy Grail, but the speed was extremely slow and the number was extremely small!

This benefit can be ignored as a result.

On the contrary, after obtaining the Holy Grail, the warrior is estimated to be unable to shake off the word "emperor" on the top - from now on, he will become an obvious target to be hunted down by other warriors, and he cannot hide.

"Fang Yinyin, your Fang family has always wanted me to be the first to die here!"

After confirming all this, Han Jing put away his sneer, and his figure disappeared into the Divine Dao in a flash.

And just after he disappeared, Han Xiao's roar came: "Jiao, why is this happening?