Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 451
"I won't let you get what you want!"

This is a soft female voice, but the softness is filled with icy chill, and a purple light is seen rushing towards it, and it actually cut off that extremely deadly attack.

For a long time, that attack did not come.

Feng Xuan opened her eyes, looked at the weak figure in front of her in surprise, and shouted: "Junior Sister Mo Ling, this person is not something you can stop, leave quickly."

Mo Ling is only at the Great Perfection Realm of True Martial Arts, even if he has the strength to fight half-step Tianwu, he will never be an opponent at the Tianwu Realm.

Mo Ling shook his head firmly: "I can protect Senior Sister Fengxuan, and I will never allow them to destroy Brother Feng to obtain the token."

This firmness is touching.

"A little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, dare to save people with this strength."

That Tianwujing smiled and said: "But seeing how delicate you are, if you surrender to me, you can spare your life."

"You are dreaming!"

Mo Ling bit her lips tightly with her white teeth, and the little drops of bright red blood flowed, turning into a crystal-clear colored thread.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

That Tian Wujing grinned grimly, and there was no sympathy between his strikes.

"Junior Sister Mo Ling, hurry up, I'll stop him!" Feng Xuan shouted anxiously.

"I can stop him!"

Although Mo Ling's voice was not loud, it was full of determination.

She raised her pretty face, looked at her companions who were struggling all around, took a long and deep breath, and immediately made a difficult decision.

This time they were almost in a desperate situation with no way out.

Without a moment's hesitation, the white teeth clenched the tip of his tongue, and suddenly a mouthful of bright blood spewed out, which was still glowing with a crystal-clear purple light.

A vast wave emanated from the squirming blood, which actually condensed into a phantom of an amethyst lotus flower.

Suddenly, burning blood all over his body, an indescribably bright purple light filled the entire space, wrapping Mo Ling's tender body.

This is Mo Ling's bloodline secret technique, which is hidden by the ancestors, and only those with the most powerful bloodline can awaken it.

It's just that once this secret technique is used, the cost is extremely high, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

The streaks of purple light became deeper and deeper, and the ink spirit that set off became more and more dusty, and then the purple lotus covered the dress, as if there was a vicissitudes of time echoing in the void.

Purple hair fluttered, and a purple lotus mark appeared between Mo Ling's brows, and the glare in his eyes was extremely cold.

"What a nice view."

Because of Mo Ling's change, the battle between heaven and earth stopped, and that hazy and dreamy figure was deeply imprinted in the eyes, and it caught everyone's heartstrings.

Huhu
A huge purple lotus spread from Mo Ling's bloodline, enveloping her body, and then felt the terrifying aura of the figure within it rising steadily.

"No, the power of this bloodline is!"

Mu Man in the distance seemed to be aware of something, his heart trembled, and he resolutely abandoned Li Qianlong, and a monstrous palm print blasted towards the mutated Mo Ling.

However, a terrible scene appeared.

Zilian trembled for a while, and the light pattern squirmed away directly from the palm print, and the force of backlash sent Mu Man flying, hitting an unbroken stone statue.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Mu Man's strength is well known, and it can be said that no one in this secret store will be his opponent if he fights alone.

But what was strange was that a woman who was no more than a real martial artist could easily blow her away.

The purple lotus bloomed slowly, and the vast coercion became heavier, almost draining all the ancient aura here.

Zilian became more and more solid, as if she was about to evolve a terrifying supernatural power.

But Mo Ling's temperament became colder and colder, and purple ice crystals actually condensed in the space between the roars.

But Mo Ling felt that it was not enough, and swallowed the ancestral fruit from before, which completely stimulated the power of the blood in his body.

The world is a pool, and a purple lotus takes root in the world, and then blooms into a beautiful lotus flower, which absorbs the power of the world and evolves into a world.

"That's... That's the Purple Lotus Sacred Flower!"

Up to this moment, Mu Man showed unconcealable panic.

The moment I saw Zilian, how could I not understand its origin.

"What is the purple lotus holy flower?" Someone asked in shock.

"In ancient times, there was only one lotus in the world, which produced a lotus with seven-color petals, and then the seven-color lotus turned into seven, and this sacred purple lotus is one of them."

Some people knew some of the origins and said in awe.

Each of the seven lotus flowers is a powerhouse above holiness, almost shaking the entire ancient times.

Of the seven lotus flowers, six broke through the void and left the Eastern Profound Realm, and only one purple lotus remained.

"How is it possible, how can the purest blood of the Zibing Dynasty appear here!"

Mu Man stared at Mo Ling, struggling to make a sound, even his body was trembling, showing an irresistible emotion.

That purple lotus, that is, the one left behind, fell in love with a powerful man named Bingzu who was above the sage in ancient times, and did not leave the Eastern Profound Realm with the other six. Immortal overlord power.

Purple Ice Dynasty!

The years are ruthless, even the strong above the sanctification cannot achieve eternal life.

After they reached the limit of longevity, the Zibing Dynasty also fell from the overlord level, but no one could ignore their strength.

Even Mu Xing can't compare with that level of background.

In the long years that followed, although there were some people who inherited the blood of their ancestors, no one reached this level of purity.

And if this is the case, when Mo Ling fully awakens, Mu Man will not be able to resist even if he is at the Heavenly Martial Realm, but the space in front of him has been sealed, and he cannot even escape.

Thinking of this, Mu Man couldn't help but panic.

At this time, Li Qianlong and the others also gathered together, looking at Mo Ling's miraculous change, with surprise and anxiety in their eyes.

Although the use of this bloodline secret technique can be exchanged for a moment of strength, but it also has a corresponding price.

"Heaven and Earth Divine Lotus!"

At this moment, Xiaohu finally recognized Mo Ling's blood, showing surprise.

Just when everyone was amazed, in a magnificent group of palaces that seemed to be immortal forever, the bright sun above the head seemed to be all purple, and there was also an extremely violent shock.

The icy secret room was filled with a terrifying cold air. Inside a piece of solid ice that would never melt, there was an old figure with closed eyes. His body was extremely dry, as if he had died.

But suddenly he opened his eyes slightly, shot a gaze that seemed to penetrate the sky, and moved his fingers slightly.

"Finally, I, Zibing, have a descendant who returned to my ancestors. It's so rich in blood."

The figure sighed and closed his eyes again.

At the same time, in another palace, a figure sat cross-legged, with a powerful aura rippling from his body.

Click!

A purple soul card in front of him shattered.

The figure suddenly opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, bit out a streak of blood from the tip of his tongue, and used his supernatural power to see a blurry scene.

"She actually awakened the strongest blood of her ancestors."

This figure was extremely terrifying.

The sound of footsteps came, and a beautiful woman in a purple dress stepped forward, looked at the figure and said, "Zhan Tian, ​​what happened?"

"look!"

The man named Zhan Tian waved his hand with a heavy face, and a blurry scene appeared in front of the beautiful woman.

Seeing this, uncontrollable tears rolled down the eyes of the beautiful woman: "Zhan Tian, ​​that is our daughter."

The man nodded: "At first I wanted Ling'er to live happily with my father, but now it seems that's not possible."

After speaking, he sighed.

"Now, what are you going to do?" the beautiful woman asked, wiping her tears.

"I'm going to borrow that treasure from the emperor. Ling'er is in crisis in the ancient continent, so I have to go there!"

(End of this chapter)