Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1167 The Great Emperor's Soul Blood!

The sharp sound was like a heavenly emperor holding a sword, hitting a world-shattering killing sound, which not only echoed in the eighth heaven, but even echoed clearly on the square.

Lu Feng's eyes were sharp, and there was a gorgeous brilliance in the bright eyes, as if two swords struck together, making a clanging sword sound.

And the residue belonging to Mu Qing next to him was particularly dazzling, and suddenly turned into a howling cold wind that seemed to come from the secluded world.

No one felt the bloody killing intent in Lu Feng's words, this was definitely not just talk.

Mu Cang's face turned ashen. If other lower holy realms dared to threaten him like this, they would definitely be overreaching their capabilities. It was undoubtedly a gnat that shook the tree, not knowing what to say.

But for some reason, Lu Feng's killing sound made him feel a kind of palpitation, which he couldn't ignore no matter what.

He really wanted to slap this scourge to death directly, but this is the highest ancient city, and there is an ancient sage of gods here.

This ancient sage has lived from the ancient times to the present. In the ancient times, he really killed the ancient sage of the evil god. Even the imperial dynasty could not ask him to do anything.

The Ice Emperor next to him was also cold-eyed. If this old thing dared to make any changes, he would give him a good lesson if he didn't want the ancient sage to learn. He really didn't pay attention to an ordinary half-step old sage.

Today's Lu Feng's status in his heart has risen to the same level as the Holy Princess.

In any case, he and Lu Feng had a common enemy, and the relationship with Princess Sheng made them both tied to the same chariot.

"Well, the old man is here to see what you can threaten Dichao, let alone you who have not yet broken through the holy realm, even if the holy realm is perfect, you can't threaten Dichao, there is only one way to die!"

Mu Cang was furious, and the three emperors were obliterated. He no longer had the face to stay in the Supreme Old Sage, and left here with a threatening word.

Lu Feng looked at the imperial powerhouse who left, his heart was like ice, his eyes melted, and he said to himself: "I will kill you to see, the debt must be paid back after all."

He lowered his head to look at the injuries on his body, the most disadvantaged part of the battle with Mu Qing was that he didn't step into the holy realm, otherwise it would never have been so tragic.

After all, there is a huge gap between the holy realm and the quasi-sage, even if he has more means, it will be extremely difficult to bridge the gap.

Now, the most important thing is to ascend to the ninth heaven and obtain the chance of sanctification.

The ancient sage Shenjian stared at the messy eighth heaven with his deep eyes, and he was extremely shocked.

Since the end of the ancient times, the trials of the Nine Heavens have been conducted countless times, but none of them has shaken him as much as today.

That Lu Feng, even when the supreme emperor was not sanctified, would pale in comparison to him, after all, that Mu Qing was no ordinary saint.

"Old Saint Dan River."

With a wave of Shenjian Ancient Sage's sleeve robe, the rich ancient spirit permeated the air, and suddenly an incomparably huge Dan River glided in the void space, and the surging ancient sage power condensed into crystal clear ancient sage pills.

"It's so rich in the power of the Old Sage."

No matter who it is, when they see this ancient holy elixir river at this moment, they are extremely shocked. The ancient holy elixir in it is probably calculated in billions, what a huge handwriting it is.

And even some forces that once owned the Old Sage, seeing this Dan River, their hearts are surging.

You must know that it is extremely troublesome to condense every ancient sage pill, and despite the long lifespan of the ancient sage, they spend their time pursuing a stronger realm, and rarely refine this ancient sage pill.

For example, the Zibing Dynasty also has a Dan River, but compared to this, it is undoubtedly the gap between the ocean and the river.

And only the ancient sage of God's Guide, this kind of ancient sage with unlimited longevity and powerful strength, can condense the ancient sage pill without any scruples.

"Anyone within the eighth heaven can enter the Dan River to cultivate." Shen Jian ancient sage said.

It was said that those saints were delighted, many people were trapped in the lower holy realm, and if there is such a strong power of the ancient saints, most of them can break through a realm, and there is a glimmer of hope to step into the upper holy realm in the future.

Some were very lucky, and the quasi-sages who came to the eighth heaven were even more ecstatic.

There is no place more suitable for hitting the holy land than here.

The ancient sage Shenjian looked at Lu Feng and said: "Lu Feng, you will enter the ninth heaven with me, and I will naturally grant you the opportunity I promised you."

"In the Ninth Heaven, what will the ancient sage Shenjian reward Lu Feng?"

"Even the ancient sage Danhe appeared in the eighth heaven, and it must be an unimaginable opportunity to learn from the wealth of the ancient sage."

Many people were envious and watched Lu Feng follow the ancient sage Shen Jian into the ninth heaven.

As if moving in time and space, the ancient sage Shenjian brought Lu Feng to another world. This is an eternally dark starry sky, with streaks of purple and gold streamers passing by from time to time, and incomplete stars can be seen embellishing it.

And here is often filled with a purple-gold breath, full of a power that is beyond the ancient sage.

"It doesn't seem complete here?"

Lu Feng felt it for a moment, and then expressed doubts.

The ancient sage Shenjian was slightly surprised, but still nodded and said: "It is indeed incomplete. The supreme emperor wanted to build the ninth heaven into a real world, but it is a pity that the ancient god war broke out, and the emperor has also fallen. Biggest regret."

Lu Feng saw the gloomy eyes of the ancient sage Shenjian.

The existence of that Xeon is really terrifying. Being able to open up a big world is already miraculous. He even wants to create a real world, and the Supreme Emperor can fight to death several Xeons of the Protoss. He is also the peak power in this realm.

"When you reach the Old Sage, you can get a glimpse of Xeon's style."

The ancient sage of Shenjian saw that Lu Feng was shocked, but even so, even he had a very long and insurmountable road from Xeon.

"Have you figured out what kind of opportunity for sanctification you want?"

After a while, the ancient sage Shenjian asked.

"I will choose spiritual power to become holy first."

This is something he has considered for a long time before deciding.

Although Lu Feng has also reached the pinnacle of the quasi-sage three realms above martial arts, he can summon the final holy soul robbery at any time.

But the magic of the holy way of good fortune is by no means so simple. There are still many mysteries that Lu Feng has not yet understood, and he has not yet had the confidence to overcome the most terrifying three disasters and nine disasters.

And his spiritual power, perhaps because the soul has been in the heart of the ancestors for thousands of years, has been cultivated very smoothly, and he has reached the peak of the heavenly tribulation early.

What's more, after his spiritual power is sanctified, his strength will increase drastically, and he will have more confidence to fight against the Martial Dao Sacred Tribulation.

"The sanctification of spiritual power and the sanctification of martial arts are two different holy catastrophes, but it doesn't surprise me that you have this choice."

Shenjian Ancient Sage nodded, and he guessed some of Lu Feng's thoughts.

"It is precisely because of this that I want to become a sanctified spiritual power." Lu Feng said, his eyes were extremely firm.

"These are three drops of the blood of the supreme emperor's soul. Having this thing may be of great help to your sanctification."

The powerful fluctuations spread, and there were three soybean-sized drops in the hands of the ancient sage Shen Jian, filled with small lightning bolts, and they were purple-gold crystal blood drops.

"This is the blood of the supreme emperor's soul!"

(End of this chapter)