Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2491 Chapter 2491 Dedicated Thirteen Ancestral Halls
Unlike Erbu Fengya and Demon Burial Sea, which are nervously preparing for the birth of demons, Raksha Prison 36 Blood Realm is in the midst of an unprecedented storm.

And because of the long silence of the Council of Elders, this storm is silent.

Silence does not mean that the storm is too small, on the contrary, it makes the storm give the Rakshasa an unprecedented sense of suffocation.

It's a pity that ordinary Rakshasa doesn't know why he feels suffocated.

And those who know this will become silent like the council of elders.

When Xie Tian spat out the small palace in the middle of the blood pool of the strongest family in the Blood Nirvana Realm, Luo Liao, the patriarch of the Raksha Family who belonged to the descendant of the Luo Boyi clan, the strongest ancestor in the Blood Nirvana Realm, and ranked among the top ten in the Blood Nirvana Realm, crazy.

Crazy so little Luo Zheng and other accomplices don't know why.

Xie Tian, ​​who was so crazy that he was holding the little bell, was thoughtful.

And his thoughtfulness is based on the feeling that this bone is a bit difficult to crack.

The bones are the palace.

From the looks of it, the palace is only a few feet in radius.

The condensed essence of this blood pool seems to represent not only the purest blood essence belonging to the Luo Boyi clan, otherwise, there is no reason why the first blood of the Rakshasa could only swallow it and not be able to refine it smoothly.

"Anyone know this?"

Xie Tian pointed to the Scarlet Temple in front of him and asked.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with combat power, so little Luo Zheng naturally took a few steps back, letting out Luo Chen and other ancestors who had lived long enough.

"This one……"

While the ancestors frowned and shook their heads to express their ignorance, they were also smiling wryly in their hearts—my lord, how could we know something that even you don’t know?

Xie Tian's unprofessional performance like the successor of the evil emperor did not make the head deacon Luo Fen suspicious.

"My lord, you are really..." After taking this behavior as a manifestation of professionalism imitated by an adult, he smiled wryly and began to cooperate, "I want to teach my lord that this thing is made of the essence of the blood pool, but it is not the same as the general essence of the blood pool." different……"

Following Luo Fen's introduction, Xie Tian frowned.

The essence of the blood pool generally only appears in the blood pool of the Raksha family with ancestors.

Like Luo Ji, who had just been promoted to the ancestor, the blood pool essence had not yet been born in the blood pool.

"Yes, only the ancestors can catalyze the essence of the blood pool from the blood pool..."

And the means of birth is the inheritance from the ancestors of the thirteen clans obtained from the blood essence after Luo Sha became the ancestor.

"This kind of method does not show killing, but it is the basis for the survival and development of the ancestors' family. Only by using this method to stimulate the essence of the bleeding pool can the family members make rapid progress. At the same time, the ancestors also have the possibility to continue to move forward... "

Ancestor, in this world is the top cultivation base.

In the absence of more powerful blood essence, the ancestors of Raksha Prison could only rely on the blood pool if they wanted to improve their cultivation. To be precise, it was the essence of the blood pool.

"In general, the blood pool essence of the ancestral family is shaped like a bag of dirt and is no more than a few feet high..."

A few feet of soil bag looks ugly and full of earthy smell, but just like what Luo Shang experienced, Luo Jiuzu only paid the essence of the blood pool a little bigger than a grain of rice, so that the emperor who sneaked up from the lower realm achieved instant success. The peak sage.

"But the blood pool essence of those top families in the great world is different..."

Having said that, Luo Fen paused, then sighed, his emotions seemed complicated.

"The 36 blood realms are divided into upper, middle and lower ranks. Aside from the withered Luo Kong clan, the thirteen realms of the upper ranks are occupied by twelve other clans, of which the Luo Nie clan occupies the second..."

"And the council... the thirteen most powerful elders of the council are the old patriarchs of the top families in the thirteen worlds..."

It sounds like Luo Fen's words have nothing to do with the small bloody hall in front of him...

"But it is said that the blood pool essence of these thirteen families was not gathered from the ancestors of their families..."

Hearing this, Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat, but Luo Fen shook his head, brushed his chest and said with a wry smile: "My lord, although I am the chief steward of the council, I only take care of trivial matters, and I only know these things. I hope you will forgive me..."

Xie Tian nodded, although he was a little disappointed, he didn't say anything.

"It didn't come from agglomeration..."

He glanced at the sky in the 36 blood world, and he was a little curious.

"That is inherited from a higher place... What is the Raksha Prison at a higher place..."

When the scattered thoughts touched the giant blood-colored coffin above his sea of ​​consciousness again, Xie Tian withdrew his thoughts and refocused on the small blood-colored hall in front of him.

Not being able to refine it smoothly doesn't mean he can't refine it.

But at this moment, through Luo Fen's explanation, he can deduce that——

"What can be refined is the blood essence belonging to the thirteen clans, but what cannot be refined is something from the upper realm..."

So Xie Tian was even more curious about why the blood-colored giant coffin didn't respond at all to something that came from a higher realm and was closer to the core of the Rakshasa?
While thinking, Xie Tian drove the butterfly carrying Rakshasa's first blood, preparing to start refining the Scarlet Temple.

The inexplicable obscurity of the Scarlet Temple could not stop him who had perfected the blood essence of the Thirteen Clans.

But at this moment, seeing that Xie Tian didn't blame him, Luo Fen breathed a sigh of relief, and then sighed: "So if the Lord wants to refine this thing, I'm afraid you can only go back to the upper realm to... ...to be able to...to be able to..."

Looking at the scarlet small hall in front of him that was shrinking due to refining, Luo Fen, who was dumbfounded, suddenly got stuck.

"I, let me just say, my lord, what's wrong with my lord, maybe I don't know..."

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen and the other ancestors could only smile wryly, while secretly praising the master for being particular about what he does...

"Even those who pretend to be heirs of the evil emperor are so dedicated..."

Only Luo Mei trembled slightly, and there was an excited smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't come from agglomeration, then you come from the upper realm...Master, you are really getting better and better..."

After she finished muttering to herself, she looked at Luo Liao who had gone crazy before.

This mighty ancestor who went crazy just seeing Xie Tian move the Scarlet Temple out of the blood pool, at this moment, it seems that all his wisdom has been emptied by a big evil hand, he looks like an idiot.

After half an hour, Xie Tian's refinement came to an end.

He hadn't finished his refinement, but before his ancestors saw it clearly, he took back the Scarlet Temple that had finished refining the blood, and walked towards the next nearest big world.

At the same time, the thirteen most powerful elders of the council who Qi Qi said the word "get ready" also came to the deepest part of the council.

The deepest part is a pool of blood.

My lord, Luo Zheng, came from here.

Looking around, this ancient blood pond, which is qualified to put Luo Zheng in a deep sleep, is only ten thousand zhang in radius.

Compared with the blood pool that Xie Tian saw all the way, the breath of this blood pool is more simple, and the blood essence produced by the pattern of the blood pool in it is as thick as lead.

But at this time, the attention of the thirteen elders was not on the ancient blood pool...

And on top of the nine blood-colored small halls surrounding the ancient blood pool.

(End of this chapter)