Chapter 1339
"No action, you can't do it!" This voice with the supreme breath, let originally extremely angry green robe old man's face suddenly white.
"You You are... " The face of the old man in the green robe flashed a trace of disbelief.
"Hum, I've been closed for so many years, but I can't even recognize my voice?" His voice snorted coldly. He was hit hard, and his body was unstable. A trace of blood slid down the corner of his mouth.
"War The ancestor of war evil Wuwei shivered.
Just like Shixiong's position in the Yan Clan, zhanxie Laozu is also the group of true gods who were left over 100000 years ago.
Zhan Wuwei has lived for more than 10000 years, but he only met Zhan Xie's ancestor once.
Zhan Wuwei didn't expect that at this time, zhanxie Laozu was not ready to enter the heaven God realm, but came to prevent him from seeking revenge.
"No action in battle. If you dare to do it yourself, you will be against our true gods!" The cold voice of war evil spread out, but it made Zhan Wuwei sweat dripping.
What's the origin of that boy Can we not avenge the punishment? War Wuwei roars in his heart.
As a true God, zhanxie's horizon is naturally different from that of holy land. Like Shixiong's ancestors, he learned that Han Feng was already at the top of the holy land when he was less than 40. His fighting power was comparable to that of the holy land. The first thought of Zhan Xie was that he might break through the middle level of true gods in the future, and he was more likely to find the entrance to the world of gods than they were.
Therefore, Zhan Xie naturally does not want such a genius to fall down. At least, he should not offend him. Maybe in the future, in the face of everyone forgetting the martial arts of the mainland, the strong men of the ancient god of war can follow him to leave the continent.
However, seeing the grief of Zhan Wuwei's face, Zhan Xie couldn't help frowning. In any case, Zhan Wuwei is also the holy land of the ancient god of war, and it is only one step away from the true God. If it is really so tough, the faces of both sides will not look good after the war Wuwei breaks through the true God.
When it comes to the true God, it's difficult to go further without air. Although zhanxie has broken through tens of thousands of years and 100000 years earlier than many true gods, the gap between the two sides is really not that big.
"Well, although the boy may reach the unprecedented level of true God, it is only possible, but not necessarily. It has given Shixiong face to prevent Zhan Wuwei from doing it in person. What's more, how can we break through to the realm of true God without any tribulation? If he falls down in the pursuit, we can only say that this boy is destined not to become the true God. I understand that Yan Shixiong can't say anything. "
In view of this, the war evil light way: "although you can't hand it in person, you can order at will under the holy land great consummation."
Originally, Zhan Wuwei, who was deeply grieved, was overjoyed: "really Really? "
"Well, I will cheat you."
"More Thank you very much Zhan Wuwei bows to thank him.
The boy is just the peak of holy land. Even if the fighting power is comparable to that of holy land, if the holy land small perfection hands it in person, can the boy still escape? There is a ferocity on the surface of Wuwei.
…… Xuanlei ancient people.
Here the mountains rise and fall, everywhere is covered by Thunder Mountain.
Thunder mountains are suspended above the thunder clouds, and the thunder vibrates.
A Leishan peak, majestic hall, xuanqingtian kneels on his knees, a face of humble piety.
In front of xuanqingtian, blood gas condenses and turns into a bloody head.
"Blood slave, see your highness!" Xuanqingtian lowered his head, his voice trembled, and he was excited beyond words.
Xuanqingtian never imagined that he would have such a fate. Even the blood slaves of his royal highness, even the blood slaves, were much more noble than the true gods of holy land.
If he can follow his royal highness to leave this continent, his achievements in the future will be more than a demigod, and it is not impossible to surpass the true God.
The bloody head gave out a strange laugh and immediately opened his mouth: "can you take that boy down?"
Xuanqing day a face of guilt: "it is the blood slaves who do not work well and lose."
"Lost? Can't that kid absorb the blood nucleus? But I don't have a clue? "
Xuanqingtian's face was even more ashamed: "the other side has not absorbed blood core, but its strength has been improved too much than it was a few years ago."
There is some blood riots around the blood colored head. Obviously, the mood of the blood colored head is not calm. The holy land is nothing to the bloody head. In the world of gods, the true God is a mole ant, and even has no qualification to go out to wander. The world of gods has a lot of precious insights to help the holy region break through to the true God.
But the problem is that this is not the world of gods. The cultivation speed of holy land is extremely slow, but the appearance of Han Feng breaks the cognition of bloody head.
"Well, there may be some secret in that boy. When I leave this place..." There was a sneer at the bloody head.
"Is your highness about to get out of trouble?" Xuanqingtian was full of surprise and joy.
"Soon, not yet. I will give you a task to complete the unification of the ancient tribes in the northern continent within a few decades. " The blood colored head gazed at the dark and clear sky, and said slowly."This..." Xuanqingtian hesitated: "the blood slave is only the seventh heaven at the top of the holy land. Even with the help of the blood devil's will of his highness, it is impossible to achieve the great perfection of the Holy Land in decades. Even the half gods can't deal with it, let alone the true God. How can we accomplish this task?"
The bloody head sneered: "naturally, I know this truth. You can wait for it. In a few years, I will absorb the essence of those true gods, and it will be enough to condense the seeds of haemorrhage guard. When the time comes, I will pass the seed of Xuewei to you. As long as you continuously deliver blood essence to the seed of Xuewei and create a blood guard with semi divine strength, it will not be a problem. Moreover, a certain number of demigod blood guards can still summon the king for a short time. Even if the king's strength is less than one tenth of that of his heyday, it is more than enough to kill a real God. "
"Yes Hearing the seeds of Xuewei, xuanqingtian was excited.
The blood color head promised: "after unifying the ancient clan, you can massacre the warriors in the northern continent and deliver their essence blood to the king. When the blood essence accumulates to a certain extent, the king can shorten the time to get out of the predicament. Well done, if the King returns to the world of gods, he will surely bring you. "
Xuanqingtian swallowed a mouthful of foam, his eyes were hot, and immediately said, "give everything to the blood slave!"
…… Yan nationality.
Years passed by in a flash.
A few years ago, it took Han Feng only a few days to recover from the injury, and then began to absorb purple melting heart.
There are Shixiong ancestors in the side covetously, Han Feng naturally can't transfer the heart of purple melting to Jiuyan Tianhuo tower and give it to xiaopang for refining, so he can only absorb it slowly.
If it can't be turned into source liquid, Han Feng's speed of absorbing and refining purple melting heart is not much faster than other martial arts.
In a few years, Han Feng's cultivation soared in a straight line, from the peak of the holy land of six heaven limit to the Holy Land peak of eight heaven in the middle!
The gap is more than one day, which is the gap between the middle and late stages.
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"You You are... " The face of the old man in the green robe flashed a trace of disbelief.
"Hum, I've been closed for so many years, but I can't even recognize my voice?" His voice snorted coldly. He was hit hard, and his body was unstable. A trace of blood slid down the corner of his mouth.
"War The ancestor of war evil Wuwei shivered.
Just like Shixiong's position in the Yan Clan, zhanxie Laozu is also the group of true gods who were left over 100000 years ago.
Zhan Wuwei has lived for more than 10000 years, but he only met Zhan Xie's ancestor once.
Zhan Wuwei didn't expect that at this time, zhanxie Laozu was not ready to enter the heaven God realm, but came to prevent him from seeking revenge.
"No action in battle. If you dare to do it yourself, you will be against our true gods!" The cold voice of war evil spread out, but it made Zhan Wuwei sweat dripping.
What's the origin of that boy Can we not avenge the punishment? War Wuwei roars in his heart.
As a true God, zhanxie's horizon is naturally different from that of holy land. Like Shixiong's ancestors, he learned that Han Feng was already at the top of the holy land when he was less than 40. His fighting power was comparable to that of the holy land. The first thought of Zhan Xie was that he might break through the middle level of true gods in the future, and he was more likely to find the entrance to the world of gods than they were.
Therefore, Zhan Xie naturally does not want such a genius to fall down. At least, he should not offend him. Maybe in the future, in the face of everyone forgetting the martial arts of the mainland, the strong men of the ancient god of war can follow him to leave the continent.
However, seeing the grief of Zhan Wuwei's face, Zhan Xie couldn't help frowning. In any case, Zhan Wuwei is also the holy land of the ancient god of war, and it is only one step away from the true God. If it is really so tough, the faces of both sides will not look good after the war Wuwei breaks through the true God.
When it comes to the true God, it's difficult to go further without air. Although zhanxie has broken through tens of thousands of years and 100000 years earlier than many true gods, the gap between the two sides is really not that big.
"Well, although the boy may reach the unprecedented level of true God, it is only possible, but not necessarily. It has given Shixiong face to prevent Zhan Wuwei from doing it in person. What's more, how can we break through to the realm of true God without any tribulation? If he falls down in the pursuit, we can only say that this boy is destined not to become the true God. I understand that Yan Shixiong can't say anything. "
In view of this, the war evil light way: "although you can't hand it in person, you can order at will under the holy land great consummation."
Originally, Zhan Wuwei, who was deeply grieved, was overjoyed: "really Really? "
"Well, I will cheat you."
"More Thank you very much Zhan Wuwei bows to thank him.
The boy is just the peak of holy land. Even if the fighting power is comparable to that of holy land, if the holy land small perfection hands it in person, can the boy still escape? There is a ferocity on the surface of Wuwei.
…… Xuanlei ancient people.
Here the mountains rise and fall, everywhere is covered by Thunder Mountain.
Thunder mountains are suspended above the thunder clouds, and the thunder vibrates.
A Leishan peak, majestic hall, xuanqingtian kneels on his knees, a face of humble piety.
In front of xuanqingtian, blood gas condenses and turns into a bloody head.
"Blood slave, see your highness!" Xuanqingtian lowered his head, his voice trembled, and he was excited beyond words.
Xuanqingtian never imagined that he would have such a fate. Even the blood slaves of his royal highness, even the blood slaves, were much more noble than the true gods of holy land.
If he can follow his royal highness to leave this continent, his achievements in the future will be more than a demigod, and it is not impossible to surpass the true God.
The bloody head gave out a strange laugh and immediately opened his mouth: "can you take that boy down?"
Xuanqing day a face of guilt: "it is the blood slaves who do not work well and lose."
"Lost? Can't that kid absorb the blood nucleus? But I don't have a clue? "
Xuanqingtian's face was even more ashamed: "the other side has not absorbed blood core, but its strength has been improved too much than it was a few years ago."
There is some blood riots around the blood colored head. Obviously, the mood of the blood colored head is not calm. The holy land is nothing to the bloody head. In the world of gods, the true God is a mole ant, and even has no qualification to go out to wander. The world of gods has a lot of precious insights to help the holy region break through to the true God.
But the problem is that this is not the world of gods. The cultivation speed of holy land is extremely slow, but the appearance of Han Feng breaks the cognition of bloody head.
"Well, there may be some secret in that boy. When I leave this place..." There was a sneer at the bloody head.
"Is your highness about to get out of trouble?" Xuanqingtian was full of surprise and joy.
"Soon, not yet. I will give you a task to complete the unification of the ancient tribes in the northern continent within a few decades. " The blood colored head gazed at the dark and clear sky, and said slowly."This..." Xuanqingtian hesitated: "the blood slave is only the seventh heaven at the top of the holy land. Even with the help of the blood devil's will of his highness, it is impossible to achieve the great perfection of the Holy Land in decades. Even the half gods can't deal with it, let alone the true God. How can we accomplish this task?"
The bloody head sneered: "naturally, I know this truth. You can wait for it. In a few years, I will absorb the essence of those true gods, and it will be enough to condense the seeds of haemorrhage guard. When the time comes, I will pass the seed of Xuewei to you. As long as you continuously deliver blood essence to the seed of Xuewei and create a blood guard with semi divine strength, it will not be a problem. Moreover, a certain number of demigod blood guards can still summon the king for a short time. Even if the king's strength is less than one tenth of that of his heyday, it is more than enough to kill a real God. "
"Yes Hearing the seeds of Xuewei, xuanqingtian was excited.
The blood color head promised: "after unifying the ancient clan, you can massacre the warriors in the northern continent and deliver their essence blood to the king. When the blood essence accumulates to a certain extent, the king can shorten the time to get out of the predicament. Well done, if the King returns to the world of gods, he will surely bring you. "
Xuanqingtian swallowed a mouthful of foam, his eyes were hot, and immediately said, "give everything to the blood slave!"
…… Yan nationality.
Years passed by in a flash.
A few years ago, it took Han Feng only a few days to recover from the injury, and then began to absorb purple melting heart.
There are Shixiong ancestors in the side covetously, Han Feng naturally can't transfer the heart of purple melting to Jiuyan Tianhuo tower and give it to xiaopang for refining, so he can only absorb it slowly.
If it can't be turned into source liquid, Han Feng's speed of absorbing and refining purple melting heart is not much faster than other martial arts.
In a few years, Han Feng's cultivation soared in a straight line, from the peak of the holy land of six heaven limit to the Holy Land peak of eight heaven in the middle!
The gap is more than one day, which is the gap between the middle and late stages.
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