Spirit Emperor!

Another title of the Eleventh King of the Scourge!

After the King of Death, the King of Enma, and the Demon of Death, a name that everyone heard again.

And this name still comes from the existence in the depths of the blood sea in front of him.

- Emperor Ling, that's what I call him!

Listen, this simple sentence is so domineering and awesome.

The existence in the depths of the sea of blood in front of him definitely has the power to stop the King of Death, calling him the Spirit Emperor, at least he himself may also have a similar level of identity as the Twelve Kings of Natural Calamity.

Be careful!

Don't be angry, it's bad if you're like a red child and you're frozen in ice. The existence of the Twelve Kings of the Scourge, which is comparable to that of the Twelve Kings of the Scourge, is not something they can afford to provoke.

Even if there is only a wisp of strength left, it must be much easier to pinch them to death than it is for them to pinch an ant to death.

The depths of the sea of blood

Su Wu looked at everyone's expressions through the sea of blood, and let out a sigh softly.

Damn!

Finally, they flickered for the time being.

It's terrifying.

was a foolish and foolish, but I didn't expect it to be a mistake, in line with the history of the past, which is also perfect.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that there was a problem in the Nine Shadows Land a long time ago, but he didn't know what the problem was, so he could only vaguely propose the battle of a thousand years ago.

Unexpectedly, he was directly led to the Nine Shadows Tribulation by the old turtle. There was really such a vast catastrophe thousands of years ago, and it was related to the Twelve Kings of Natural Disasters, and Su Wu was considered to have been popularized this time about the historical process of the world.

"I just don't know what kind of existence the Dead King is, such a strange place as the Nine Shadows Land, can actually completely shatter it with his own strength, and produce a catastrophe. ”

"Amen, I hope to give you the title of Spirit Emperor, don't blame me, we are also forced to be helpless, besides, the Spirit Emperor doesn't have to be a dead demon, the King of Death or something is much better? ”

Su Wu muttered to himself.

To this day, although he controls the disaster story species, he is now about to transform into the seed of famine and the seed of natural disasters.

But there is no way to understand the mysterious Scourge XII.

The only thing I know about the impression is that from the story information contained in the seed of the living corpse, I saw the back of the King of Famine standing on the hundreds of millions of famine seeds, waving blood-colored wings, and on the nine-turn golden pill owned by Tonghui, I saw the information pattern that recorded part of the blurred image of the King of Famine.

These two can be regarded as his most intuitive and closest contact with the information of the Twelve Kings of Natural Calamity.

"I don't know if my famine seed will continue to advance in the future, and there will be no chance to achieve the powerful posture of the king of famine. ”

Su Wu thought excitedly.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, he looked at the inside of the sea of blood again.

At this time, in the space of the sea of blood, the group of golden cicadas who walked on the white bone road, and Zhang Tu and his group, who walked towards the peak in the shape of eyeballs, finally reached the end after a painstaking trek, and when the ghost eyes secretly attacked, killing and injuring nearly half of the people.

"Well, I suddenly learned some information from a thousand years ago, and some catastrophic stories from five hundred years ago, which seems to change the course of the game a little. ”

Su Wujiao's body in the corpse, his eyes rolled slightly, and he suddenly thought about it.

Ghost Eye has the power to control the Blood Sea and Famine's Nest, and he naturally has it, and he is not weak, especially when the scorched corpse is further recovered, the power that can be used increases, and the ability to control it is getting stronger and stronger.

Sometimes, Su Wudu couldn't help but wonder if this scorched corpse was left behind by a very powerful immortal god, and maybe even the shell of a natural calamity seed?

Otherwise, why is it so suitable for himself, and even let his strength be multiplied?

It's incredible.

"Well, there's a little bit of a picture to add here..... Yes, yes, there is a painting here, and here, write some specious words, yes, yes, change some of the information you have just obtained, change it slightly, and engrave it. ”

"Draw another eye here, uh, what is the pattern of the Spirit Emperor? Why don't you draw a crown? The skull crown? After all, it's the Cataclysmic King of the Dead World......

Su Wu was full of interest, and constantly used his control over the sea of blood to change the state of the internal space.

......

The other side

Inside the Sea of Blood

Zhang Tu and his party, there are only five people left at this moment.

The rest of the people were all on the way to come, dead, wounded, missing, and now there are only five of them left.

That's it, there are two more seriously injured, and even the erosion of the story can only be barely suppressed.

One of the people's arms was completely transformed into tentacles like octopuses, and on both sides of his cheeks, there were many external tentacles like water ripples.

There is another one, the lower body has completely turned into a white bone state, without a trace of flesh and bones, and this white bone is still spreading upward, eroding the flesh and blood of the upper body.

"My lord, the two of us may not be able to hold on. The story genre is used too often, and the restriction can no longer stop its pollution erosion. ”

One of them said bitterly.

"Hold on!"

Zhang Tu's voice was sonorous and powerful.

After finishing speaking, he waited for a while, but he sighed again: "If you really can't hold on, then choose to turn into a demon." ”

Hearing the word demon, the two injured people's faces turned pale and extremely ugly.

It's not that easy to turn into a demon. From a limited restriction to a wandering skeleton, spanning two paths of cultivating immortals, this method of changing the foundation is very dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil and lose your sanity.

After all, if you want to turn into a demon, you can only completely break the layers of restrictions that you have set on yourself before, break the cage, and put yourself on the same platform as the story species.

For immortal cultivators who had rarely been exposed to the pollution and erosion of story species on a large scale before, there was only one in ten who could carry the comprehensive pollution of story seeds when they suddenly came into contact with the comprehensive pollution of story species.

After all, orthodox immortal cultivators are not as good as demon cultivators, who are exposed to story pollution every day, and their resistance will naturally not be very strong.

Therefore, once the shackles are broken and the demon is transformed, it is equivalent to stepping into the ghost gate with half a foot.

"Hey, I'm sorry to come in!"

"Even if you die outside, it's better than being tortured to death in the middle. ”

Wounded man, sigh. He is now a broken jar, and he doesn't care about Zhang Tu's thoughts, anyway, once he turns into a demon, it is almost equivalent to a death sentence.

It is much more comfortable to die in the hands of Zhang Tu than to die in the hands of weirdness.

Along the way, they can be said to have encountered strange constants, all kinds of things, they have seen before, they have not seen it, they have heard of it, they have never heard of it, this time they have seen it all.

The danger inside the Blood Tribulation was completely beyond their imagination, it was unheard of and unseen!

Perhaps the experience of this life is not as sufficient as the experience of just a few hours this time.

Some strange things, they don't even want to remember until now.

Come to think of it, it might lure the weird to come!

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