However, at the moment, the Holy Blood Zhu Fruit is not yet ripe.

And look at this Holy Blood Vermilion Fruit, it will take at least five days before it is ripe!

Of course, it's not that there is no way to ripen it, it's just that this method of ripening ......

Lu Zihong's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was murderous intent looming in the depths of his eyes.

And after Lu Zihong came, the faces of the warriors below changed drastically.

As martial artists on the ice sea that day, they naturally knew Lu Zihong, and even heard about Lu Zihong's instant killing of the peak of the late stage of the Dangui Ruins Realm.

Therefore, they are very jealous of Lu Zihong.

If it were ordinary, they might have fled without looking back, but now none of them retreated.

It's not that they are not afraid of life and death, but because the allure of the Holy Blood Zhuguo is too great for them warriors.

Save two hundred years of time, let the martial artists in the late stage of the Broken Pill Return to the Ruins Realm get it, maybe they can find the treasure that condenses the flower of qi and blood, and then successfully condense the flower of qi and blood, and become a flower pseudo-fairy realm powerhouse!

Who can let go of such a temptation?

Therefore, under such temptation, they are naturally reluctant to leave.

"Amitabha!"

And at this time, there was a Buddha horn in the distance, and then I saw the blood-colored Buddha light filling the void, and a middle-aged monk with an evil face stepped into the air.

"Blood Buddha Temple, release the sky!"

The warrior below recognized the person, but his face was happy.

If it was just Lu Zihong, with Lu Zihong's strength to kill Mu Xuanyin instantly, they really didn't dare to say anything, their strength was not as good as others, and they would at most try to snatch it when the time came.

But now that the release has come, it's different.

This person is a martial artist at the peak of the late stage of the Erhua Pseudo-Immortal Realm, and his strength is strong, and he will definitely snatch the Holy Blood Zhuguo.

As long as these two people fight, then their chance will come!

The only thing to worry about is whether Lu Zihong's strength is strong enough, if Lu Zihong can block the release of the sky, it is naturally the best, the two tigers will fight, there will be an injury, and they have a great chance.

If they can't stop it, then it's hard for them.

"I hope Lu Zihong can stop the release of space!"

Many of the warriors present prayed in their hearts and cheered for Lu Zihong.

"Amitabha."

At this time, Shikong once again called the Buddha name.

He looked at Lu Zihong and said, "Your Excellency is His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Qin Kingdom, right?" ”

Lu Zihong nodded.

"Hehe, that's good."

With a smile on his face, he looked at Lu Zihong and said, "Your blood should be able to take my magic skills to the next level." ”

"Oh?"

Lu Zihong glanced at Shikong and said, "Your corpse, I want it too." ”

If the corpse of a late stage peak martial artist of the Erhua Pseudo Immortal Realm was obtained by him, with the puppet technique, he would be able to have a puppet of the late stage peak martial artist of the Second Flower Pseudo Immortal Realm again in a very short period of time!

"Hehe, it seems that Your Majesty is very confident in his strength." Shikong looked at Lu Zihong with a smile.

The martial artists below were all excited when they heard Shikong's words, and they couldn't wait for Shikong and Lu Zihong to fight.

However, they also knew their identities and did not dare to say anything.

As for Lu Zihong, he didn't answer, just looked at the Holy Blood Zhu Guo.

Although Shikong is very strong, Lu Zihong is not afraid, not to mention that there is a bloody slash, even if there is no bloody slash, with his current strength in the middle of the Erhua Pseudo Immortal Realm plus the Ninefold Creation Tower, his combat power will not be much weaker than Shikong.

Not to mention that he also has the Eternal Blood Demon Sword, an immortal-level high-grade divine weapon!

"Your Majesty, don't look at it, the Holy Blood Zhuguo is not ripe yet, and it will take at least five days."

Shi Kong said with a smile: "Of course, this Holy Blood Vermilion Fruit can also be ripened, and here, the materials are also sufficient. ”

Lu Zihong's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not speak.

He naturally knew the method of ripening the Holy Blood Zhu Fruit.

The Holy Blood Zhuguo was originally contaminated with the blood of the Holy Beast, so it was mutated.

As long as you feed enough strong blood, you can ripen the Holy Blood Zhu Fruit.

As for the strong......

Lu Zihong looked at the martial artists below, the number of people was enough, and the strength was enough.

As long as you kill them and drain their blood to infuse the Holy Blood Fruit, the Holy Blood Fruit can be quickly ripened.

But Lu Zihong didn't make a move, because he knew that Shikong, the great elder of the Blood Buddha Temple, would make a move.

After all, the Blood Buddha Temple is the Super Demon Sect of Wuzhou, and human life is not life at all in their eyes.

"Since you are here, let's contribute to the ripening of this Holy Blood Vermilion Fruit!"

Sure enough, the smirk on his face made a move.

With a wave of his hand, the terrifying True Yuan of the late stage of the Erhua Pseudo-Immortal Realm surged out, and in an instant, it had already swept away all the martial artists below.

Then before these warriors could open their mouths to beg for mercy, there was a true yuan that killed their souls, and then drew out their blood, turned into a blood dragon in the sky, and rushed into the vermilion fruit tree on the mountain peak!

"Boom!"

The Zhu Guo Tree roared loudly, followed by the sight of the immature Holy Blood Zhu Guo quickly absorbing the blood of the strong man contained in the blood dragon.

When the blood dragon was about to dissipate, the fluorescence around the Holy Blood Zhuguo was even worse, and a refreshing fragrance came to his face, pouring into Lu Zihong and Shi Kong's noses.

"Holy Blood Zhuguo, ripe!"

Shikong was smiling.

As for the warriors who were drained of blood, he didn't pay attention to them at all, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed their corpses to pieces.

But he didn't immediately snatch the Holy Blood Zhu Guo, but turned his head to look at Lu Zihong and said, "Your Majesty, can you give your blood for the poor monk?" ”

"You don't deserve it."

Lu Zihong spoke indifferently, not afraid at all.

"Interesting."

Shikong was not angry, but just clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name in his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

"Since Your Majesty is so ignorant, then let the poor monk send you to the Bliss of Death!"

The sound fell, a blood-colored Buddha statue appeared behind him, the Dharma seal in his hand condensed, and the blood-colored Buddha statue behind him opened his blood-red Buddha eyes, and a swastika Buddha seal appeared in his hand, which exploded directly towards Lu Zihong.

"Humph!"

Lu Zihong snorted coldly, and the Ninefold Creation Tower was urged to the extreme by him, and then suddenly punched out, and the fist mark was in the air.

He didn't use any martial arts in this punch, it was a terrifying punch with his strong strength.

"Bang!"

Lu Zihong's fist seal slammed into the swastika Buddha seal, and in an instant, it burst out with earth-shattering energy, sweeping away in all directions.

Lu Zihong stands majestically in this energy.

There was blood-colored Buddha light surging on Shikong's body, and it was not affected.

After a while, the earth-shattering energy finally dissipated.

Lu Zihong's fist seal and the swastika Buddha seal of the release of the void both dissipated, leaving only the tyrannical energy in the center of the collision still surging.

Shikong looked at this scene, and the evil ghost's face was rarely solemn, and the depths of his eyes were a little more condensed.

Obviously, Lu Zihong's strength is beyond his imagination!