Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 5292: The blood of the gods

Hold on to the heart, did not close your eyes, and did not look away.

Finally, at a certain moment, Ling Xiao felt that he was bleeding from his seven orifices and was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly the sacred pattern flashed with dazzling light, and the complete wall was separated from the middle.

The road is open!

Ling Xiao wiped the blood from his face.

Quite happy.

Actually, he doesn't know why this happens.

At that moment, his soul seemed to have reached a special tacit understanding with this holy pattern.

Then the door opened.

Ling Xiao raised his foot and walked in.

The wall is closed again, without the slightest trace, as if it was originally complete.

The situation inside is similar to the outside, but it can be seen that there is no trace of being touched.

In other words, no one has been here for tens of thousands of years.

Ling Xiao couldn't help getting excited.

He knew that his luck was coming.

"Xiaojin, you will break through here, if there is that holy pattern blocking, even if the enemy comes, you are not afraid."

Ling Xiao said.

"Understood!"

Xiaojin nodded, walked out of the universe, sat down cross-legged, and began to break through.

Ling Xiao ordered the martial spirit puppet to protect Xiaojin, and he continued to walk inside.

He wants to see if this place has been hidden for tens of thousands of years, is there any good things worthy of his interest.

Walking to the end of this place, Ling Xiao saw two statues with white wings.

They are all women, and they are beautifully carved.

A feather? It's rare.

The feather tribe is a race with two wings by nature.

Their wings can be practiced to an extremely strong level.

Not only able to fly, but also to control the five elements.

It's just that from the Heavenly Dragon Continent to the Xuanwu Continent, Ling Xiao has not seen a living feather clan.

There is a record on the Xuanwu Continent that the Yu clan is the messenger around the gods.

So it's also called a divine envoy.

There is a high platform between the two sculptures, and a bottle made of colored glaze is placed on the high platform.

There seems to be something in the bottle.

Red, very gorgeous.

It looks like blood, only a drop. I don’t know how many years it has been placed here, but it still looks very fresh.

"You guys are so lucky!"

Yuan Zun, who had been sleeping, woke up. He was awakened by a powerful energy.

I opened my eyes and saw the blood in the glass bottle.

"That's a drop of the blood of the gods. Compared with the blood of the ancients, I don't know how much stronger it is."

"The blood of the gods, is the real god?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"There are no real gods in this world. The so-called gods are just the top warriors in the Xuanwu Continent.

But they are indeed much stronger than the ancients. "

Yuan Zun replied.

Ling Xiao just wanted to reach out for the glass bottle, when suddenly the **** envoy sculptures on both sides came back to life.

Turning into two divine envoys, they attacked Ling Xiao.

This divine envoy is just two puppets. At first, I didn't know how powerful it was.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and they can't resist the weakening of time, but even so, they all possess the terrifying power of the Divine Soul Realm.

Where is Ling Xiao their opponent.

But a puppet is a puppet, who will only act according to certain orders, not just a fool.

Ling Xiao used a first-grade holy pattern "fake death holy pattern" to erase all his life breath.

The puppet immediately stopped attacking and returned to its original position.

This fake death pattern is actually useless.

However, it is much easier to deal with this kind of puppets who rely on the detection of vitality to fight.

Turning on the Fake Death Saint Mark, Ling Xiao walked to the glass bottle and took the bottle over.

It feels heavy to start, even heavier than that idol fruit.

I feel like I can't walk.

A drop of blood from the gods is so terrifying.

No wonder these people dare to call themselves gods.

With their strength, in this Xuanwu continent, there is indeed no problem claiming to be a god.

A treasure!

This is a real treasure.

Ling Xiao's hands were shaking.

But why does the blood of the gods appear here?

And it's so well preserved. Is it someone who put it here specifically?

Also, where did all the gods on Xuanwu Continent go?

Went to another continent?

Or dead?

The mysteries are really one after another.

However, with Ling Xiao's current ability, it may not be easy to investigate clearly.

So he simply gave up.

He wants to refine the blood of the gods and use it to improve his strength.

It's very safe here anyway.

"Xiao, let me help you protect the law."

Yue Fanghua said.

"Me too!"

Leng Mei's voice suddenly sounded.

"Your practice is over?"

Ling Xiao asked in surprise.

"It's over for the time being. The energy of this undead old tree is amazing. I only refine a small part.

About one-tenth of it.

The cultivation base has reached the ninth level of the original soul realm.

The next step is to consolidate the cultivation base, and then continue refining. "

Leng Mei replied.

"Okay, then you help me protect the law.

Fanghua, you continue to practice! "

Ling Xiaodao.

Now Long Chen has followed Long Wu.

Xiaojin is also about to break into the Divine Soul Realm.

Leng Mei is the ninth layer of the Primal Soul Realm.

On the contrary, Yue Fanghua's cultivation base is a bit backward, only the triple soul realm.

We must hurry up and practice.

"Well then!"

Yue Fanghua thought about it for a while, enough strength to help Ling Xiao more.

When it was negotiated, Leng Mei came out of the universe.

A large number of plants envelop the building and it is airtight.

At the same time monitoring the movement outside.

Leng Mei's ability is really enviable.

The refining begins!

Ling Xiao stopped hesitating, sat down cross-legged, and began to refine the blood of the gods.

Although this drop of blood is very heavy.

But he hasn't surpassed his limit yet.

But this thing is too troublesome to refine.

Ling Xiao had to release the Overlord Wuhun.

At the same time, he enters the body of the beast god.

Refined with a powerful sacred fire.

Among the sacred fires, the most suitable for refining items is the real fire of Samadhi.

It happens that Ling Xiao possesses this kind of flame.

The moment the real fire of Samadhi touched the blood of the gods, the blood of the gods rebelled violently.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Sacred fire is the top flame in the profound realm.

Although Ling Xiao was unable to exert his true power because of his cultivation level.

But on the Xuanwu Continent, there is really nothing that can stop the power of the divine fire.

If Ling Xiao could fight with Shenhuo, it would be invincible.

Unfortunately, no.

Shenhuo can only use it to refine alchemy at this stage~IndoMTL.com~ This is the result of a certain law, and Ling Xiao can't help it.

Refining the blood of the gods in Lingxiao.

When Xiaojin tried to break through, some interesting changes also took place on the Fengshen Ancient Battlefield.

After the initial panic and confusion.

Except for a few declining military states that suffered heavy losses.

Most of the Wu Kingdoms have preserved the most elite geniuses.

Not only that, they even started to fight back.

Someone has already noticed that this is a ghost of the Beast Dynasty.

Because some of the orc warriors were calculated by the shrewd strong, and then killed.

From that moment on, the situation began to reverse.