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Chapter 1607 Ding Zhong Dao tire!

It's all this time, what's more good?
The man stared at Chen Muyu, then laughed loudly, "Young man, haven't I already given you a drop of holy blood?"

Chen Muyu said, "I heard that after receiving the power of the holy blood, one's own bloodline will also be changed and assimilated into the bloodline of the ancient blood clan..."

"Is the blood of the ancient blood clan bad? How many people can't ask for it!" The man put away his smile, with a very proud face on his face. Perhaps in his opinion, the blood of the ancient blood clan is indeed the supreme existence!
"There is a saying in my hometown that a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel. No matter how strong or good other blood is, it is not as good as what your parents gave you. This is called feelings. If a person can't even keep his own blood live, can that still be called a human being?" Chen Muyu disagreed.

In life, there will always be some perseverance, and the blood flowing in the body is of course one of them.

Xu Tian and the others seemed to be touched, looked up at Chen Muyu, then looked down again.

"Hehe, haha, hahahaha..."

On the stone pillar, the true dragon patriarch, who had never moved, suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "Well said, well said..."

The man got angry, "Old man, what's the matter with you!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he fixed the real dragon patriarch directly on the stone pillar.

A pair of eyes looked sharply at Chen Muyu, "Young man, you have a lot of backbone..."

Chen Muyu laughed dryly, "Fellow Daoist, Mo Nu, I'm just talking, but I worked so hard to help you get the Blood Worship Cauldron, and you have nothing to say, fellow Daoist, it's really unreasonable.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, "Listen well, the benefit I can give you is to save your life. If you think it's not worth it, this deity can kill you right now!"

For such a strong man, being able to talk so much nonsense with him is already the limit.

Chen Muyu accepted it as well.

"Fellow Daoist mistakenly angered."

Chen Muyu laughed dryly, "I just said that casually to ease the atmosphere."

"Humph."

The man chuckled, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a monkey.

Fortunately, the Blood Worship Cauldron was already taken out by Chen Muyu and released into the inner world. With a big wave of his hand, a huge black object appeared on the stone platform with a bang.

"Fellow Daoist, let's see if this is what you want." Chen Muyu took a few steps back consciously.

He also gave up.

In this situation, he can only choose to believe in Tuogu.

Maybe after this guy took the Blood Worship Cauldron, he would be kind enough to let him go as a fart, and he would be able to escape.

Sure enough, the moment Bai Xueding appeared, that person's eyes were attracted by the big cauldron.

He got up, came to the tripod, stretched out his hand, and stroked the body of the tripod, with that expression, as if he was stroking his lover.

"Old man, after so many years, you haven't changed at all."

The man murmured, "We finally meet again."

"Uh, so what, fellow daoist, can I go?" Chen Muyu asked tentatively.

That person ignored Chen Muyu.

"Fellow Daoist?" Chen Muyu asked again.

The man seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and looked back at Chen Muyu, "Go? Where are you going?"

Chen Muyu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition that this guy was going to go back on his word.

"Fellow Daoist, this is no joke."

At this moment, Chen Muyu was like a weak and helpless child. He suddenly realized that he could not cope with the situation before him without the system.

He couldn't even shake people if he couldn't contact Wanjie Station.

The man looked at Chen Muyu with a smile, "Since you know my identity, do you know the origin of this worshiping blood cauldron?"

Huh?
Chen Muyu looked at him strangely, what's going on, why is this fellow chatting with him.

Did you hold back for many years and couldn't find someone to talk to?

But no matter how much you say, he can live a little longer, right?

"Well, I have heard a little bit about this. I heard that this cauldron is an inheritance of the ancient blood clan. Although this tripod was born after birth, its power is not small. The ancient blood clan spent a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate it..." Chen Muyu spoke eloquently.

There was a bit of strangeness in the man's eyes, "It seems that you, young man, are really different. Then you know that our clan has devoted all our efforts to cultivating this cauldron. What is the purpose?"

This did not bother Chen Muyu, "I heard that this cauldron can give birth to a new zodiac fetus and give birth to a new zodiac. I don't know if it is true."

"Haha."

The man laughed wildly, "You even know this, young man, you are beyond my expectation."

"It's just hearsay." Chen Muyu laughed dryly, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to use this cauldron to break the way?"

The man did not deny it, but nodded slightly, "What else do you know?"

This guy talks a lot.

It is said that the villain dies because of talking too much. Could it be that this person can't escape this law, what accident will happen in a while?
Chen Muyu was calculating in his heart, but he hurriedly racked his brains to procrastinate, "I also know that you are very strong, even in the Hongmeng era, you are absolutely top..."

Flatterer.

Even Xu Tian and the others cast contemptuous looks at him at this moment.

I don't know whether it will be useful or not, so the humane said, "Then do you know why I am so powerful?"

Well, it's fine for others to praise you, but why don't you blush when you praise yourself?
How did Chen Muyu accept this?
However, soon, the man himself gave the answer, "Because I am the first spokesperson for Hongmeng."

"what?"

Chen Muyu didn't react at first, but soon, his eyes widened, and he looked at the blood ancestor in front of him in disbelief.

The representative of the extreme way?
King?
"Surprising, isn't it?"

Blood Ancestor grinned, "I can feel the aura of other extreme emperors from you, and there are more than one of them. I think you also know about extreme emperors, which is why I talk to you so much. ..."

Chen Muyu's face twitched slightly, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth, "What level is the Taoist friend becoming emperor?"

"Ninth-order peak." The blood ancestor responded lightly.

Chen Muyu opened his mouth slightly, which was both within his expectations and beyond his expectations.

No wonder he is so powerful when he reaches the peak of the ninth rank.

Nan Ming only became the emperor at the peak of the eighth order, and already possessed the combat power of the late ninth order. This guy is even more exaggerated. How terrifying is his combat power when he becomes the emperor at the peak of the ninth order.

No wonder he was besieged by strong men from the Hongmeng tribes, no wonder so many strong men couldn't kill him, so he had to find a way to ban him.

Could it be that the Dao-breaking battle at the end of the Hongmeng period was a direct battle between the Hongmeng clans and the ancient blood clans, the battle between the Hongmeng powerhouses and this ultimate spokesperson.

It's not impossible.

……

This is actually a spokesperson for the ultimate Tao who has become an emperor at the peak of the ninth rank.

(End of this chapter)