The President's Personal Evil Physician

Ye Qing took the golden pill.

After Ye Qing woke up, the strength of his muscles and bones also increased several times on the basis of the original one. After practicing meditation with the Holy Martial Secret Technique, Ye Qing felt that his strength had improved significantly, and he also There is a feeling of being baptized, as if reborn.

This is really good stuff!

This is much more awesome than any panacea. At least he doesn't need to spend so long refining it, and he can get a significant improvement.

"I don't know how to overtake them..."

Ye Qing muttered a little, I don't know if Pan Yue has the same chance as himself?

If so, would it be possible for them to break through to the extreme of the God King? If it was possible, then it would be troublesome if he met!

Therefore, he has to work harder!

Immediately afterwards, the eighth peak is a strong silver-white male lion, which has two heads strangely.

And also possessing the peak strength of the Five Tribulations Heavenly Kings, Ye Qing collided with it back and forth with all his strength, barely able to draw with it.

However, after Ye Qing added the Human Emperor Sword, a half-step divine king weapon, he could almost crush that lion.

After killing the lion, Ye Qing couldn't wait to take the golden elixir, his strength has been further strengthened, he might be able to fight against the King of Six Tribulations!

"This trip is really worth it!"

Ye Qing was ecstatic in his heart.

The strength has been raised from the God King of the Second Tribulation to the God King of the Six Tribulations in one breath, which is simply too cool!

He decided that when he meets Taoist Xianhe next time, he must repay him well. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have to travel around, let alone encounter such a great opportunity.

Refining the eighth golden elixir, Ye Qing's body felt strange.

He has an urge, he feels a connection.

It was sent by the ninth peak in front, as if to let him go to the ninth peak.

in this way……

Ye Qing couldn't be happier immediately!

He became vigilant and came to the ninth peak, which is a huge, magnificent and prosperous palace made of flying snow and ice crystals.

The palace also exudes a very strong power, as if emphasizing its sacred solemnity, if an ordinary god king would kneel down and submit to it.

On the gate of the palace, a plaque hangs high.

But the above characters are very mysterious, and can be said to be crooked, because Ye Qing doesn't know any of them.

But he can be sure that this text should not belong to this lower plane world, because he has studied almost the entire lower plane's characters in the Sutra Pavilion of Qiankun Daoyuan. These characters do not belong to any star civilization, even the oldest civilization. a few stars.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, it could be from the heavens, or it could be from outside the world, therefore, Ye Qing became more vigilant.

The gate of the palace was open, Ye Qing stepped into it cautiously, even though it was all made of ice, it still gave people a very decayed and old feeling, as if it was a product of the previous era.

It was as bright as day inside.

It is also very wide, and it is almost impossible to see the end at a glance.

After a hint of guidance in the dark.

Ye Qing finally came to an altar in this space.

Yes, this is an altar.

On the altar, Ye Qing saw several mysterious characters.

He counted and there were nine of them.

There was a flash of light on the characters, and Ye Qing unknowingly felt an impulse, he pressed his hand on the altar.

At that moment, Ye Qing's hand was tightly sucked on the altar, his blood began to rush out quickly, flowing towards those mysterious characters.

Soon, those characters were filled with Ye Qing's blood, and those characters seemed to be inspired, the bright red streamer almost enveloped the mysterious characters.

Then there was a burst of blood-red rays of light, and those rays of light converged in the center of the altar, and finally, as if something had been activated, a teleportation array appeared in the center of the altar.

At this time, Ye Qing also felt his divine power being drawn endlessly by the altar, and the drawn divine power, in the middle of the teleportation array, condensed a phantom with a somewhat mysterious aura, As the divine power was extracted, the phantom gradually condensed into an entity.

"Not good, not good, not good..."

Ye Qing had a strong premonition in his heart, but he couldn't remove his hand no matter what.

"what……"

In desperation, Ye Qing only thought of one way, he directly broke his left hand.

boom……

At the same time, at that moment, he was also shocked by a powerful breath and flew thousands of miles backwards.

He suddenly realized...

He has miscalculated...

Those eight golden elixirs did not really want him to become stronger, but all because of this altar.

The reason for guiding Ye Qing to come...

He just wants him to be a sacrifice at this altar, so as to release the existence that was sealed in the altar, that is, the existence that has condensed into a solid body that appears in front of Ye Qing now.

"Hahaha……"

The figure suspended above the altar let out a burst of crazy laughter.

"This seat is out again!"

"This seat really didn't expect it!"

"Even the lonely and unbearable people in this seat are almost desperate!"

"After being imprisoned for so long, there is still time to see the light of day again!"

"Where is my benefactor?"

"Let me see what the benefactor who let me out looks like!"

……

This is a man who seems to be in his twenties. He is wearing a blood-red gown. After a series of words, a very crazy and bloodthirsty look appeared on his face, and then his eyes fell thousands of miles away. In less than a moment, he came to Ye Qing:

"The smell of blood, are you the one who let me out?"

"who are you?"

Ye Qing asked, the man's aura is very strong, he has the strength of the Seven Tribulations God King, but Ye Qing is not afraid at all, after all, it is useless for him to be afraid.

"Who is this seat?"

The man looked very disdainful:

"Accordingly speaking, you are not worthy of knowing the name of this seat, but after all, you are indebted to this seat. This seat can satisfy your small request before you die, and this seat will tell you mercifully. You, this seat is called Xuehongyi, the founder of the Blood Demon Tianmen, was sealed in this altar by a hateful man many years ago, but after all, I am the master!"

"Blood red clothes? Blood Demon Tianmen?"

Ye Qing frowned, he had never heard of this sect, and he had never seen it from any classics, it was not a star or sect in the lower plane world.

"Have not heard!"

Ye Qing shook his head.

"Gorefiend Tianmen, haven't you heard of it?"

Xue Hongyi was a little angry at once, his Blood Demon Tianmen is a super master that can shake the whole world.

Countless sects are frightened by the news, but at the same time they have to look up to the existence.

And he in blood red clothes, the patriarch of the Blood Demon Tianmen, is even more awesome. In the whole world, he is invincible all over the world, and he is a peerless genius.

Just his name alone can make people shudder.

Ye Qing never heard of it?

There is no doubt that this is not taking his blood red clothes seriously!