I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 242: Where is the Supreme Tyrannosaurus Ancestor?

Lu Wenwu flapped his dragon wings and came to a place not far in front of the Blood Mark Ancestor.

"Are you convinced?" he said lightly.

"Dissatisfied!"

The Blood-Marked Ancestor suddenly tore off the mask of his life armor, revealing his old, mottled, and bloody face.

His eyes were trembling, almost spitting fire.

"I didn't lose this battle! What I lost was our world and our way of heaven! If I were given the same level of spiritual power as you, how could you defeat me!"

"Why?"

Lu Wenwu rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and answered seriously: "Maybe. It's because I was born into a good family?"

No wonder the Blood-Pattern Ancestor was not convinced.

It should be said that what he said does make sense, and this battle was indeed very frustrating.

It is very embarrassing to have exquisite formations and spells but not have the spiritual power reserves to match them.

If the Blood Vein Ancestor had sufficient spiritual energy reserves, the two sides might not be able to determine the winner in a short period of time.

“Damn it! Damn it!” The Blood Vein Ancestor roared angrily, “If this was outside the domain, if I could leave this damned place and have enough spiritual energy to advance to the late stage of the Spiritualization, I…”

"Stop, I'm interrupting you." Lu Wenwu coughed, "According to my observation, although your world is not big, it should still be able to breed a top-grade spiritual vein. As long as you occupy it, plus two or three mid-grade spiritual veins, it will be enough to support you in advancing to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation. You are not good enough, so you can't blame others."

"you shut up!"

When it comes to this, the Blood Mark Ancestor is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

As if a sore spot had been touched, he became even more angry and violent than before, and even the blue veins on his face began to tremble.

"You have no idea how many cultivators we have in the Jiaren tribe, and how many demon beasts there are in the world! With so many creatures sharing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, how could I enjoy one high-grade spiritual vein and three mid-grade spiritual veins by myself!"

"Do you know that there is only one top-grade spiritual vein in our world, and it is in constant fighting and contention day and night, every minute and every second? Our Jiaren tribe and the demon tribe have been fighting for thousands of years, do you know that?"

Lu Wenwu thought about it and explained seriously: "But after all you've said, isn't it still you who is weak? Would this happen if you could kill everyone else?"

The Blood Vein Ancestor laughed in anger: "Okay, okay, even if you are right. Even if we can completely occupy this high-grade spiritual vein, there are at least three people as strong as me in our Jiaren tribe. Don't we still have to fight each other? Chaos and war will never stop."

"It's smaller, the layout is smaller."

Lu Wenwu shook his head in disappointment, with a hint of regret on his face.

"Think about it. If you kill all the enemy tribesmen as training materials and only keep your Zhennan City, it will reduce internal fighting, improve your own strength quickly, and make you famous to deter others."

"Whether you rely on blood sacrifice or any other method, as long as you can break through to the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm and cooperate with the formation of your Jiaren tribe, you will be an invincible strongman in this world."

"When the time comes, you will take over the world with the power of Zhennan City. First, you will clean up the rebellion within your clan and improve your cultivation. Then, you will concentrate all your resources to push yourself to the peak of the Spiritualization. Finally, you will be able to easily sweep away all the demon clans and uproot them."

"After completely destroying the demon race, the remaining finishing work will actually be very simple."

"As a late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator, you have a long life ahead of you. As long as you control the birth of Divine Transformation cultivators, compile and revise the history books yourself, and use some Spring and Autumn writing style and rhetoric to describe it, after two or three generations, you will become the only Divine Transformation cultivator in the world, and the greatest leader of all time with unparalleled achievements and high moral character."

"Your image will be spontaneously and infinitely deified by the educated people, and gradually become an omnipotent god. All the disgrace and bloodshed in your hands will be washed away by this deification, and your heroic name will be passed down forever."

After hearing these words, the Blood-Pattern Ancestor was stunned.

No?

Can this still be done?

As a member of a thoroughly warlike race, he had never thought that he could achieve his goals in this way and even maintain his reputation.

This is outrageous!

Just when he was about to say something, Lu Wenwu chuckled and said, "But no matter what, in the end, you are too weak. If you were as strong as me, could this happen?"

"If it were me, I could unify the A-people in three days, and easily clear all obstacles and unify the world in a week. It takes thousands of years to fight over such a small place. What kind of weaklings are fighting each other?"

This time, the Blood-Marked Ancestor was completely silent.

He was so angry that he didn't take Lu Wenwu's words seriously.

But now calm down and think carefully.
What he said seemed to make sense.

For the first time, the Blood-Marked Ancestor felt that the demons from outside the domain seemed to have become more pleasing to the eye and not as disgusting as before.

At this moment, the points on Lu Wenwu's token suddenly jumped up by a full five thousand.

This means that he has gained the recognition of a powerful god-transforming master and achieved one of the highest rewards in this trial space.

"You gave in so quickly? Boring." Lu Wenwu muttered, "I had been planning to win you over with virtue, but it seems the methods I prepared before are no longer useful."

"You have indeed convinced me." The Blood Vein Patriarch looked at him deeply, "I admit that I am indeed inferior to you in skills. What you have done is indeed worthy of your powerful strength."

"Yeah, that's good."

Lu Wenwu smiled and nodded.

Just when the Blood-Pattern Ancestor sighed and was about to invite him into the city to have a chat, drink tea and discuss philosophy.

Lu Wenwu suddenly jumped up without any warning and attacked with his military killing fist.

"you!"

The Blood-Marked Ancestor only had time to shout out half a word before the trigger-type defensive magic weapon he was carrying was pierced by Lu Wenwu's punch.

The fist wrapped in four kinds of flames instantly shattered the protective light shield that the Blood Pattern Ancestor had barely held up, and went straight through the life armor and the flesh and blood inside.

In the hand that Lu Wenwu had pierced through the Blood Vein Ancestor’s Dantian, he held a light green soul.

The overall shape is somewhat similar to that of a Nascent Soul, but it is flashing with illusory light, as if it may leave this world at any time.

this is normal phenomenon.

When a Nascent Soul cultivator advances to the Spirit Transformation stage, he needs to connect the upper, middle and lower Dantians, and combine his essence, energy and spirit into the Purple Palace, which is located between illusion and reality.

And completely integrate the three souls and seven spirits with the foundation of one's own cultivation and powerful spiritual consciousness, enter a state of unity between man and nature, begin to resonate with the great way of heaven and earth to a certain extent, and transform the Nascent Soul into the Primordial Spirit.

Finally, the primordial spirit enters the Purple Palace and the state of transformation is achieved.

Therefore, the Yuanshen that was captured by Lu Wenwu and imprisoned by space now looked a little illusory, as if it could escape from this world at any time. Perhaps because the Jiaren and humans were not the same species, the Yuanshen of the Blood Vein Ancestor Jia Wulie looked like a ball of living flame, burning in Lu Wenwu's hands.

He still couldn't believe that Lu Wenwu had suddenly attacked and injured him so badly.

No, why?

Didn’t we just have a nice chat?

You didn't pursue me relentlessly when you had the absolute advantage, and you gave me advice as an enemy. Wasn't it in order to make peace with me?

Lu Wenwu seemed to see his confusion and puzzlement, but he had no intention of explaining.

I didn't want to take action, but you insisted on dragging your entire family to fight me.

You've risked your life to me, wouldn't it be disrespectful for me if I didn't kill your whole family?
As for the previous conversation.
Um.
It's just a few boasts before winning people over with virtue. That's all.

No man can resist talking about politics and giving advice, even Lu Wenwu occasionally likes to join in the fun as a pastime before and after meals - although most of the time the only listeners are Maomao, whose master is always right, and Xiaobao, who keeps rolling his eyes or snoring.

The next moment, a powerful soul force suddenly rushed over, and the Blood Vein Ancestor's consciousness was instantly wiped out.

Faced with a monster like Lu Wenwu, he had only his soul left and had no ability to resist.

The Blood-Marked Ancestor Jia Wulie fell.

Lu Wenwu skillfully stuffed the opponent's body into the Lingtian Cave, and then put the opponent's flaming soul into his mouth with great anticipation.

Well.
Without the Yuanying level to fight back, the tongue would shatter into pieces with a single bite.

The fragments of the soul are a bit like a super-enhanced version of popping candy, stained with that unique bluish-white flame that constantly burns and jumps in the mouth. It is a very unique eating experience.

Swallow the sky and eat the earth, refine it!
At the moment when Lu Wenwu felt the exploding sense of pleasure from the increased purity, the token that was originally hung on his waist suddenly trembled and flew uncontrollably into the air.

The bloody words continued to "melt" and spread out, turning the entire token bloody.

"boom!"

A few seconds later, the token that had turned into blood jade exploded and turned into a pile of debris.

An unstoppable force of displacement came and awakened Lu Wenwu who was immersed in the increase of strength.

Before he could react, he disappeared without a trace.

The Gray Wolf Demon King and the Red Tiger Demon King below were stunned.

What the hell!

Isn't he my eldest brother?!
I was so big just now, and a big brother was there!
How come he suddenly disappeared?

broken.

It’s terrible!
When the two demon kings thought of the outrageous Armored People and the trial environment in the trial world, they felt a chill in their hearts.

How can they survive without this big thick leg?
The wolf and the tiger looked at each other, then glanced at Jia Yongchang who had finally escaped from his depressed state due to the disappearance of the Soul-Hooking Rope, and made a decision in an instant.

"Two Brothers"

"Ow!"

"Roar!"

In response to him, the two demon kings suddenly recovered their original forms and launched a sudden killing move.

Before he could react to what was happening, he was instantly eaten by two bloody mouths. The two halves of his body and his Nascent Soul, which was also torn into pieces, fell into the beasts' mouths, deader than dead.

Then, the two demon kings almost burst out with the most powerful strength in their lives, and used all means to kill those Jiaren cultivators whose spiritual power had been exhausted!

Starting from the Nascent Soul, a crazy massacre!

Not fast enough.

Now the high-end combat forces of the entire Zhennan City have either been killed or defeated by Lu Wenwu, and the entire city is in a paralyzed state.

But once the Nascent Soul and part of the Golden Core of the other party recover, even if they only have half of their spiritual power and can condense into a Divine Battle Shadow that can only make one move, it will be enough to kill them without a burial place.

Not everyone is Lu Wenwu, and not everyone has the power to fight against opponents of higher levels and win.

It would be the same even if the Armored Race's incarnation of the War Shadow was a castrated version.

The Blood Vein Ancestor fell, and the Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators were drained of their spiritual power and were ready to be killed.

Even though Zhennan City, which was left with only foundation building and Qi refining, still had formations to protect the city, it was still despairing facing the combination of two demon kings, one in the late Nascent Soul stage and the other in the middle Nascent Soul stage. This crushing level of combat power comparison was also despairing.

When the wolf and the demon reached a consensus in an instant and started killing them, the fate of Zhennan City was already sealed.

The Gray Wolf Demon King who controls thunder is like a fish in water in this harvesting situation, with thunder running rampant on his wolf claws.

As the electric arcs jumped, the Jiaren cultivators in the city fell down in large numbers like straws encountering the wind, and no one could match them at all.

"Don't blame me. This is the law of your world. Either kill others or be killed. If you want to blame someone, blame the Skyfire Demon God who created this world."

The Wolf Demon King murmured with blood dripping from his mouth, turned around and took out a golden pill from his storage bag and swallowed it into his stomach, just like he was eating candy beans.

"What the Tyrannosaurus Demon God said is absolutely right. The golden elixir of the Armored People does taste good."

Just as the Wolf Demon King and the Tiger Demon King were enjoying a feast, a cat-shaped spirit who had been in jail for many years was now staring at the confused Lu Wenwu.

Both sides stared at each other in confusion.

After refining the Blood Vein Ancestor's soul, Lu Wenwu, who had increased his [Physical] attributes by a total of 10, including the free attribute points exploded by the Evil Nemesis, was still savoring the wonderful feeling just now and experiencing some new changes in his body.

As a result, when he turned around, he found that he had been teleported to a "big black room"!
He subconsciously activated the Eye of True Vision.

[Skyfire Demon God (S+)]: 1261 000/1261 0000
【Cultivation】: Late stage of Spiritualization
[Current Status]: Soul, World Spirit, Heaven and Earth Live Together, Shocked, Confused

[Analysis]: His original form is the Skyfire Spirit Tiger, and he was once honored as the Skyfire Demon God by the world because of his skill in using fire. Five thousand seven hundred years and thirty-six years ago, he entered the Trial Realm for the third time in pursuit of an opportunity to ascend, but eventually lost his physical body by accident and became the Spirit of the World, surviving to this day.

Lu Wenwu: "."

As expected, I knew that this small world could not have been created by the Skyfire Demon God.

He looked at the Skyfire Demon God in front of him, who was only the size of a large cat and was staring at him with confused eyes, and felt a little disgusted in his heart.

After pursuing ascension for a long time, you end up in jail. How lucky!
(End of this chapter)