Reckless Mountains!

Thousands of miles away from the seven-story white jade pagoda, there is an unremarkable peak, and there is a fairly wide cave in the peak.

At this time, Wang Yudao was sitting cross-legged in it.

Looking at Wang Yudao's unkempt and tattered appearance, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot, but he couldn't see any injuries on his body, which was really incomprehensible.

"Whew!

After a long time, Wang Yudao exhaled a long breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes, with endless hatred and resentment in his eyes.

"Duan Fan, one day, I will let you die without a place to hide, I will put your soul under the everlasting lamp and burn it for a hundred years, so that you will suffer the most painful torture in the world. ”

Coughing twice, Wang Yudao raised his hands and looked at it, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Fortunately, Lao Tzu's luck was good enough, and he met Han Yun's stupid woman, but he didn't expect that all three of them had a drop of immortal blood on their bodies, and Lao Tzu saved his life. How could the blood of immortality be possessed by the three of them as lowly cultivators? It was a waste to put it on them. ”

When Wang Yudao thought of Han Yun's extremely sad cold eyes, he sneered in his heart, he was just a lowly casual cultivator, and he gave it up, it was no big deal.

He stood up and shook off the dust on his body. "With Duan Fan here, I can't stay in the Cangmang Mountain Range. Only when I return to the Nine Fan Immortal Pool can I have a chance to fight with Duan Fan. ”

"I don't know if the Holy Son of Haotian has attacked Duan Fan. Wang Yudao snorted coldly. "With Haotian Holy Son's hypocritical personality, if there was no benefit, he would never have attacked Duan Fan. It seems that to deal with Duan Fan, I have to go out in person. ”

As he spoke, Wang Yudao dodged, flew out of the cave, and stood on the top of the mountain.

"Hmm!"

When Wang Yudao was about to return to the Nine Fan Immortal Pool, he was confronted by an extremely luxurious Nine Dragons White Jade Pavilion.

The jade chariot is pulled by nine huge dragons of tens of meters, and the nine-headed dragons are as black as ink with scales and armor, emitting a faint cold light; the four claws are as sharp as sharp swords, and they can tear people to pieces with only a slight force; their huge heads are raised high, and their lantern-sized eyes look down proudly ahead, like kings, incomparably majestic, and their voices are terrifying and terrifying.

As soon as Wang Yudao saw this symbolic Nine Dragons White Jade Ring, he knew that the Holy Prince had arrived, and only the Holy Prince of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty was so arrogant, so domineering, and so arrogant!

The Holy Emperor sat high on the Nine Dragons White Jade Rim, looking down at Wang Yudao with a pair of tiger eyes, in his eyes, Wang Yudao was no different from an ant, if it weren't for Wang Yudao wearing the glamorous coat of Jiufan Immortal Pool, the Holy Emperor would not have looked at Wang Yudao.

"In the lower king Yu Dao, I have seen the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Emperor is really as legendary as the legend, domineering and boundless, like an ancient king descending into the world. Wang Yudao was very humble and flew to the Holy Prince's Nine Dragons White Jade Rim and said.

The Holy Emperor glanced at Wang Yudao lightly. "How long has it been since the Legendary Realm Martial Artist Ruins opened?"

"Huh!"

Wang Yudao was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and immediately replied: "It's been two hours, and if the Holy Emperor goes over now, it's still too late." ”

The Holy Emperor nodded, his eyes swept over Wang Yudao casually, and he was about to drive the Nine Dragons Bai Yuyuan away, "Huh?" But then, he stopped, looking up and down Wang Yudao's body in surprise.

"Holy Emperor, is there anything else?" Wang Yudao was a little uncomfortable by the Holy Emperor, and his heart was extremely angry, as a disciple of the Nine Fan Immortal Pool, there had never been a few people who would look at him so nakedly, which made him very unhappy.

However, what is in front of him is the arrogant Holy Prince, the prestige of the Holy Prince is still above the Holy Son of Haotian, even the Holy Son of Haotian is unwilling to provoke the Holy Prince easily, not to mention that he is the king?

In desperation, Wang Yudao could only let the arrogant gaze of the Holy Emperor look at him.

To say that such behavior of the Holy Emperor is a taboo among martial artists, if ordinary people look at others like him, then others will already copy the guy and do it.

However, because he is the Holy Emperor, except for a few people such as the Haotian Holy Son, no one in the younger generation of Ziwei Emperor Star dares to do anything with the Holy Emperor.

After a long time, the Holy Emperor stretched out a hand and said with an expression on his face, "Hand it over?"

"Hmm!...... Hand over what?" Wang Yudao was a little stunned and asked unconsciously. But then, his face became extremely ugly, because he had already thought of what the Holy Emperor wanted him to hand over - immortal blood!

Wang Yudao was treacherous, so he ruthlessly got three drops of immortal blood from Han Yun, Duan Fan killed him before, and he used a drop of immortal blood to block a death for him. Now there are only two drops of immortal blood, and the Holy Emperor wants him to hand it over, how can he be willing?

Wang Yudao had already tasted the magic of immortal blood, and this immortal blood alone could block the next death, which made Wang Yudao reluctant to let go.

"Hand it over. The Holy Emperor spoke coldly again.

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about. Wang Yudao didn't dare to look at the eyes of the Holy Emperor, and said with some inwardness: "Even if you are the Holy Emperor, the person who insulted my Jiufan Immortal Pool in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of provoking a big war between the Jiufan Immortal Pool and the Holy Ancestor Dynasty?"

There is no way, for the sake of immortal blood, Wang Yudao can only bring out the queen of the Nine Fan Immortal Pool, hoping that the Holy Emperor can stop there.

It's just that who is the Holy Prince, how can he be frightened by Wang Yudao's words?

It is true that there is a gap between the Holy Ancestor Dynasty and the Nine Fan Immortal Pool, but the Nine Fan Immortal Pool will not go to war with the Holy Ancestor Dynasty because of a small young disciple.

But even if the Nine Fan Immortal Pool and the Holy Ancestor Dynasty went to war, the Holy Emperor would not be afraid of anyone.

Therefore, the Holy Emperor is simply fearless!

"One last time, call it out. ”

Wang Yudao has already touched the bottom line of the Holy Prince, if Wang Yudao does not hand over the immortal blood, then he will have no choice but to make a move.

"You ......"

Wang Yudao took a step back and looked at the Holy Emperor with resentment on his face. Even though the Holy Emperor did not exude any power from his body, he still felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure, which made him feel that he couldn't breathe.

The Holy Emperor leaned over slightly, a pair of sword-like eyes stared coldly at Wang Yudao, and his two sword eyebrows furrowed slightly. At the same time, the momentum on the Holy Emperor's body became stronger and stronger, and the air around him began to become solidified.

By now, anyone could see that the Holy Prince was impatient.

The nine-headed dragon pulling the Nine Dragons White Jade Wheel also felt that the Holy Emperor was about to get angry, and roared in the sky, and the same powerful momentum emanated out, overwhelming in all directions.

Cold sweat trickled down Wang Yudao's forehead, his body was already wet with cold sweat, and his heart almost jumped to his throat. He believed that as long as the Holy Emperor made a move, he would have absolutely no chance of escaping, and even if he still had two drops of immortal blood on his body, the Holy Emperor would still be able to beat him to ashes.

"I'm willing to hand it over!"

After experiencing a painful struggle, Wang Yudao finally compromised, and after saying this sentence, his whole body was weakly paralyzed. If it weren't for the last bit of face, he would have been sitting on the ground a long time ago.

"Hehe, knowing the advance and retreat, you are not stupid enough to go home. ”

The Holy Emperor retracted his whole body momentum and smiled. If Wang Yudao insisted on taking another three breaths, he would not hesitate to strike and kill him.

Wang Yudao smiled helplessly, opened his mouth and spit out, two drops of light and light, as if there was life beating blood was spit out by him.

This is the blood of immortality, which has the wonderful effect of bringing the dead back to life.

The Holy Emperor's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his big hand, two drops of immortal blood appeared in his hand. After observing it carefully for a long time, he burst out laughing.

Wang Yudao just lowered his head, his eyes were full of resentment, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was already white, but he didn't say a word.

After the Holy Emperor laughed, he asked with great interest, "Where did you get these two drops of immortal blood, are they from your immortal body?"

Wang Yudao hesitated slightly, but did not hide it, and told him how he obtained the immortal blood from Han Yun and the others.

After hearing this, the Holy Emperor just shook his head. "It's just three lowly loose cultivators, and that immortal is willing to send you three drops of immortal blood, such a woman's kindness, it seems that immortality is not the material for great things. ”

Immediately, with one hand, two lower-grade Dao weapons appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, these two Dao weapons were thrown into the garbage by the Holy Emperor and thrown at the feet of Wang Yudao.

"These two Dao artifacts can be regarded as the compensation of this prince to you. ”

After the Holy Emperor finished speaking, he didn't stop any longer, and drove the Nine Dragons Bai Yucha towards the sky.

"Whew!"

When the Holy Prince's Nine Dragons White Jade Rim disappeared, Wang Yudao's ass was paralyzed on the ground, gasping for breath.

There is no way, the pressure on him from the Holy Emperor is too great, if it weren't for the last bit of face, Wang Yudao would have sat on the ground a long time ago.

After a long time, Wang Yudao felt a little better, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then looked at the two lower grade dao vessels on the ground, and smiled bitterly. "Two drops of immortal blood are exchanged for two inferior Dao vessels...... Scold...... Hehe...... Hehehe!

Wang Yudao was almost heartbroken, and he had already hated the Holy Emperor in his heart, and he couldn't wait to eat the flesh of the Holy Emperor and drink the blood of the Holy Prince.

Two drops of immortal blood are simply priceless treasures, and even two top-grade spirit soldiers are impossible to exchange. Anyone who gets immortal blood won't trade it for it.

No matter how good the treasure is, it has a value after all, and life is priceless, a drop of immortal blood is equivalent to a life, who is willing to exchange a life for a valuable magic weapon?

No!

Unless that person doesn't have long to live!

Wang Yudao looked at the direction where the Holy Emperor disappeared for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and put away the two lower grade Dao weapons on the ground!