Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"What is this? Blood pill?" Feng Jueyu stared at the blood pill on the top of the jade spoon in disbelief.

At this time, the smell of blood in the cave was still strong, but it was no longer pungent. He walked over to take out the blood pill, but he was afraid of poisonous gas entering his body and unknown objects, so he dared not touch it for the time being.When Feng Jueyu walked to the blood pool, he was surprised to find that there were some strange incantations engraved around the inner wall of the blood pool.

"Xuan Zhong, let's see if you can recognize these spells?" Feng Jueyu asked casually, and then gave a wry smile. How could Xuan Zhong recognize bloody things? It's useless to ask.

Sure enough, Xuan Zhong frowned and smiled at him: "Can you solve it yourself? I also know everything."

"Uh." Feng Jueyu scratched his head in embarrassment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, it wasn't the treasure bag of Doom, maybe there would be some clues there.

He took out the treasure bag, poured out all the items, and checked them one by one. Sure enough, he found a scroll in Mo Tianliu's treasure bag.

Blood Dzi Bead.

Blood Dzi Bead?Feng Jueyu's spirit was lifted immediately, he quickly opened the scroll, and read it carefully. As he expected, the scroll recorded a method of refining a gold treasure magic weapon called the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead, which was different from the ordinary refining method. The blood-transforming dzi is made by putting qi and blood, which is one of the most poisonous substances in the world, in the blood pool and storing them for 49 days for seven to seven days.

In conjunction with the method of refining the blood-transforming dzi beads, there is also a set of mysterious blood mantras. According to the scrolls, the blood-transforming dzi beads are a magic weapon that can be activated by the source of divine power and the sun god. When sacrificed, there is blood mist poison It can be covered within a hundred steps, and people under the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead will have their qi and blood affected, causing negative states such as blocked blood vessels, reflux of qi and blood, and poor power generation. It is really an extremely evil way magic weapon.

With this thing, even a master who encounters the dust and fetal breath can fight with it.

"Golden Treasure Artifact, and it's a top-quality Golden Treasure Artifact?" Feng Jueyu was stunned after reading the scroll.

There are no grades for jade-level artifacts. Gold artifacts are divided into three levels in total, low-grade, middle-grade, and top-grade. In addition to the three levels, there is also the highest-grade golden treasure magic artifact, which is second only to Lingbao, the blood-transforming dzi bead. It is this kind of magic weapon that is very powerful after being refined.

In the past, Feng Jueyu didn't even dare to think about the top-grade golden treasure magic weapon. How many precious materials and complicated procedures would be needed to refine it?

What exactly does Mo Tianliu's family want to do?

Feng Jueyu, who was deeply surprised, was so happy that he almost forgot his surname. With the top-grade golden treasure, he dared to challenge even a master of dust.

But those three blood pills are obviously not the body of the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead, so where is the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead?

Feng Jueyu held the scroll and looked at the pattern on it, and recognized that it was a magic weapon made of ten thousand years of blood chalcedony, and the blood pill...

After looking down, he realized that when refining the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead, it would produce the anti-drug blood pill. After taking this kind of blood pill, it can guarantee that all poisons will not invade for a day. It is truly invincible to all poisons. Unless the poisonous kung fu practiced by top masters cannot be resisted, and the top masters on the scroll are limited to the realm of heaven, otherwise they will definitely be able to walk among poisonous insects and weeds invincible.

Only the masters of the Dao of Heaven can harm the strong who took the anti-drug blood pill. It can be seen that the effect of the anti-duxue pill is extremely impressive.

Feng Jueyu hurriedly put away the three poison-avoiding blood pills, and then went to look for the blood-transforming dzi.

"I don't know how long Mo Tianliu has been studying in the cave? Where did he get the scroll of the Blood Transforming Dzi Bead?" Feng Jueyu thought incredulously.

The blood-transforming dzi on the scroll means a powerful auxiliary magic weapon for a strong person, and the accompanying poison-avoiding blood pill has this magical effect, and the blood-transforming dzi is even more precious.Mo Tianliu's strength is still far away from that of a master in the Dao of Heaven, and this scroll will definitely not belong to him.

Feng Jueyu looked at the blood pool with a diameter of several meters. The water level of the blood had already dropped halfway, and the remaining half was slowly lowering, as if something in the blood pool was continuously absorbing all the blood in the pool. It seems that it caught Feng Jueyu's attention.

Tiptoing and cautiously walking to the side of the pool of blood, Feng Jueyu stretched out his hand into the pool of blood, and at the same time as the thick blood touched his fingertips, there was an icy chill, like Feng Jueyu, like a rock and steel. His tough body still shivered unavoidably.

"It's so cold."

Although the cold blood is not very poisonous, the teeth of the frozen people are chattering, and the cold chill can still penetrate into the spiritual consciousness, threatening the body of the spiritual consciousness.

Feng Jueyu subconsciously withdrew his palm, looked at the pool of blood in disbelief, and secretly marveled.

"The blood in this blood pool can freeze people to death, it seems that we have to find another way." Giving up the plan to find out, Feng Jueyu began to wander around the cave.

There are caves with cold wind blowing everywhere in the cave, poisonous insects and snakes can crawl out, but it will not affect him, because there is a pool of blood, all poisonous things that come out will sacrifice their own blood.

In the battle with Mo Tianliu, Feng Jueyu was seriously injured, he could only heal his wounds first, and then try to find a way to see the mysteries in the pool of blood.

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A few days later, in Motian Ridge, a figure escaped in embarrassment from the peaks where demons danced wildly in Motian Ridge. Behind the figure was a large number of demon troops, thousands in number. This person was covered in blood, and there were at least dozens of visible injuries. At the same time, his disheveled hair had already blocked the haggard face that was on the verge of extinction, and he fled to the Colorful Valley of the Clouds regardless of everything.

In the Colorful Clouds Valley, Mo Qiu was carried by a rough stretcher into the Luoyuefeihua Hut at the bottom of the valley full of blooming flowers and full of spring.

In front of a waterfall hung with clear water and silver, a clear deep pool is surrounded by boys and girls in bright clothes and corsages. A practitioner who holds a pan bead instrument and meditates.

On one of the largest reefs below the waterfall, an old man sat upright, chanting mantras and Taoism incessantly, and the men and women around him listened with humility. Girls time to try to figure out the comprehension.

Beside the old man, the real Wuji stood silently, looking at the countless disciples by the pool with no expression on his face, following these disciples to listen to the teaching, he also showed the same deep thinking, as if he was not very clear about some of the lecture notes, but He has higher qualifications and talents than younger disciples, and if he thinks a little more occasionally, he will gain a lot.

"Seven Immortals swordsmanship, passed down from Qingyu Martial Ancestor 6000 years ago, is a method created by Qingyu Martial Ancestor himself. When the sword is sent out at will, the sword in the hand seems to have no sword, and the sword will communicate with the heaven and the earth, then you can become a teacher." The old man said calmly, calmly, as if he had told such a story thousands of times, even himself Some disgust.

After finishing his moral narration, the old man was about to persuade everyone to leave, when suddenly a fast-moving figure came far away from the Colorful Xiashan Mountain. There was one person at the head, and two more behind him, and they jointly carried a rough stretcher. In the blink of an eye, he came to the bottom of the waterfall.

"Reporting to Master Patriarch, the disciple found Master Mo Qiu at the junction of Motian Ridge."

"Junior brother Mo Qiu?" A gleam of joy flashed across Gujing Wubo's face, the real Wuji, before asking: "Where is junior brother Mo Qiu?"

"Here." The person stepped aside and ordered the stretcher to be brought up. On the stretcher, Mo Qiu was lying still, dying, with obvious scars all over his body.

Wuji was startled immediately, and hurriedly flew over with several old men of similar age beside him, and helped Mo Qiu up to check his injuries.

"Master, junior brother is seriously injured and must be treated immediately," Wuji said.

The old man stood up, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, he stood still, stretched out his hand and shot out a beam of colorful light, and what was wrapped in that halo was actually a blue Yiwen pill.

"Consume it for him." The old man only said one sentence, with incomparable majesty, Wuji took the elixir, without even thinking about dragging Mo Qiu's jaw to help him swallow it.

It is miraculous to say, once the elixir is taken in, Mo Qiu's body emits colorful light, the light is like thousands of little snakes swimming around Mo Qiu for half an hour, and finally pulls Mo Qiu back from the palace of Hades .

After Mo Qiu woke up, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the old man, desperately supporting his seriously injured body, kneeling and bowing: "Mo Qiu has seen the master, senior brother."

"Mo Qiu, you haven't heard from me all this time, where have you gone?" The old man's indifferent eyes revealed a majesty that people couldn't face.

Mo Qiu coughed a few times, and replied: "Tu'er went to Manfeng Ridge a few months ago. Unexpectedly, halfway up the Motian Ridge, the demon and barbarian army blocked the important place, and Tuer managed to escape. , let Master worry."

Wuji was surprised and said: "Brother, what did you do? You didn't tell us about such a big matter. If something happened, Master and the old man would be sad, you..."

Mo Qiu shook his head helplessly, and said bitterly: "Senior brother, how did I know there would be such a big commotion in Motian Ridge? If I knew, I would have fled back a long time ago."

The old man said: "To the north of Motian Ridge, there are experts from the six royal families everywhere, how did you escape back?"

"It's a long story." Mo Qiu sighed, and then told what he saw and heard in the battlefields of the worlds. He didn't deliberately hide the encounter with Feng Jueyu, and even killed Feng Jueyu It's no wonder that Mo Tianliu's story was explained in its entirety. He didn't know that the word Feng Jueyu had become a topic of mouth in the battlefields of all realms.

However, after Wuji and the old man finished listening, their faces became gloomy and sharp.

"You said that Mo Tianliu died at the hands of that Feng?"