Dou Po: Rebirth of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, more sons and more blessings

Chapter 261: Huangquan Stone Tablet!

"Congratulations to Patriarch Yaoming for returning to the throne, we will definitely follow him to the death!"

"We will follow Patriarch Yaoming to the death!"

Yao Ming already had a strong reputation among the Nether Python Clan in Jiuyou Land.

Although he has disappeared for hundreds of years, his fierce power in killing Yao Tianxiao was enough to frighten all the clan members.

At this moment, the senior elders quickly stepped forward and bowed to Yao Ming to congratulate him.

"Thank you, elders, the affairs of the clan will be resolved by you, and those who should not be kept will no longer be kept..."

Yao Ming said calmly that if he wants to regain his position this time, he must clean up all the cronies who originally belonged to Yao Tianxiao, otherwise, sooner or later, there will be trouble.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the elders quickly responded respectfully.

Lu Chuan nodded slightly as he watched Yao Ming deal with clan affairs in an orderly manner.

Although this person has been sealed for so many years, his courage is still there. If he develops properly in the future, he will also be like a hero.

"Sir, I would like to thank you for saving me this time and for letting me return to your position. In the future, Yao Ming will definitely bring the whole clan to be loyal to you!"

After Yaoming quickly arranged some things, he returned to Lu Chuan to show his loyalty.

"Well, next, you take me to the Underworld Stone Monument!"

Lu Chuan smiled and nodded, and then gave instructions directly to Yao Ming.

"The stele of the underworld?"

Hearing Lu Chuan's words, Yao Ming was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Lu Chuan actually knew about the Huangquan Stone Tablet in his clan.

The Underworld Stone Tablet was left by the Underworld Demon Saint who had half-stepped into the Dou Emperor level in ancient times. That strong man was not a member of the Jiuyou Earth Nether Python Clan, but he had a strong connection with this clan. .

After the death of Demon Saint Huang Quan, outsiders thought that the inheritance he left behind had long since dissipated in the passage of time.

However, what the Underworld Demon Saint has learned throughout his life is recorded in the Underworld Stone Stele. It is even said that some of the essence and blood of the Underworld Demon Saint still remains deep in the stone stele.

It is said that the Demon Saint of Huangquan has reached the level of half-stepping into the Dou Emperor. His strength has truly reached the level of gongshen. And for a strong man at this level, the blood in his body can gradually... variation occurs.

As long as he can completely take that step, his descendants will also enjoy the power of his bloodline and be protected by EMI. From then on, another ancient race will be born.

Of course, the Demon Saint Huangquan never successfully took that last step until the day he died, so his descendants did not have that kind of blessing.

But although the power of blood cannot come to descendants, the essence and blood of Huangquan Demon Saint itself is undoubtedly very attractive to the strong fighting saints. If it can be obtained, it will also have a great impact on its own strength. Small improvement.

"My lord, please follow me!"

Yao Ming was stunned for a moment, but finally did not refuse Lu Chuan's request, because the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan had not taken out the blood of the Demon Saint from the Huangquan Stone Tablet for so many years.

Soon, Lu Chuan, led by Yao Ming, arrived at an altar deep in the Underworld Snake's veins.

This altar is extremely magnificent, and it is completely made of blue boulders. Standing on the top of the altar, it is enough to overlook some of the surrounding mountains.

Lu Chuan's figure landed on the top of the altar. In the center of the altar, a huge pale yellow stone tablet, about a hundred feet tall, stood there lonely. An ancient aura filled the air, as if it existed forever. "Sir, this is the Underworld Stone Stele. It is the treasure of our Jiuyou Earth Ming Python clan. On the stone stele, there are three fighting skills carved on it, the Underworld Finger and the Underworld Palm. The former is a low-level fighting technique at the heaven level. As for the latter, they are at the intermediate level of heaven and are extremely powerful, but only the clan leader and a few elders can practice it."

Yao Ming explained with a smile.

"The Finger of the Underworld cuts off life and death, the Wrath of the Underworld, breaks the human soul? The last one is the famous skill of the Demon Sage of the Underworld back then, the Wrath of the Underworld!"

Lu Chuan took a look at the fingers and palm prints on the stone tablet and said with a smile.

To be precise, what he calls Huang Quan Tian Wrath is a sonic fighting skill, and it is also an advanced sonic fighting skill at the heaven level.

It is recorded in ancient books that at that time, Huangquan Tianwu, even some strong men of the Fighting Saint level, changed their faces after hearing the news.

Among the ten peak powerhouses who fell into the hands of Huangquan Yaosheng, there were at least nine of them, all of whom died after their souls were shattered by the wrath of Huangquan.

This thing can be called a murderous weapon. In a rage, even a strong man of the same level will suffer serious damage to his soul if he is not careful. You must know that the soul is the most fundamental human being. If the soul is injured, the sequelae will be caused. , will be several times stronger than physical injuries.

"Yes, your Excellency is right, but the wrath of the Underworld is hidden in a remnant soul of the Demon Saint of the Underworld. If you want to break through the stone tablet, the soul power must be strong!"

Yaoming nodded and then reminded.

"It doesn't matter, if I didn't have that strength, I wouldn't be here!"

As soon as his figure moved, he appeared on a stone pier directly in front of the stone monument. He slowly sat down cross-legged, and the soul in his eyebrows was also ready to move.

"During this period, please don't let anyone disturb me!"

Lu Chuan said softly, and his body suddenly trembled slightly. Immediately, a somewhat illusory figure stepped out from between his eyebrows, and finally floated in front of the stone tablet.

"Sir, you are indeed strong!"

Seeing that Lu Chuan's soul had condensed into the same human form as his body, Yao Ming secretly praised him.

The soul is too illusory. Nowadays, fighting spirit is almost rampant in the mainland, and few strong people pay attention to soul cultivation.

Although the soul is the foundation of human beings, if there is no special method, it will be difficult to achieve any overwhelming effect when fighting with people.

However, this is not directly proportional to the energy and time required to cultivate the soul. Therefore, the soul power of most powerful people can only be said to be at a normal level. If they want to be like Lu Chuan, they can condense the emptiness of the soul. It is simply impossible to form a physical form.

On Lu Chuan's side, his soul body floated in front of the stone tablet, and then, under Yao Ming's gaze, he stepped forward lightly.

The somewhat illusory body hit the stone tablet directly.

"laugh!"

But at the moment when the two touched, the surface of the ancient stone tablet, like a liquid, rippled in circles.

Lu Chuan's soul looked as if it had been swallowed, and strangely disappeared in front of the stone monument, leaving only his physical body outside the stone monument.

With Lu Chuan's current physical strength, even if a five-star fighting saint or even a six-star fighting saint attacks with all his strength, he will not be destroyed in a short period of time.

Therefore, Lu Chuan had nothing to worry about when his soul left his body at this moment.

(End of this chapter)