The strong man who came out of the miracle

"senior……"

That creeping giant shadow and a terrifying talisman seal, this is an unknown time and space, Ye Yun deeply knows how long the Qilin King Mengtian has been imprisoned in that mysterious darkness!

Such a giant is still used as a tool by the Tiangong Temple, which makes people furious!

"The road to the future is indeed very bumpy. Senior has great powers, and he expected that the True Lord of the Universe would be against me. Sure enough, this person destroyed my immortal emperor's catastrophe. I don't know what kind of difficulties I will encounter when I cross the catastrophe. You almost let me die in the Great Tribulation of the Immortal Emperor, damn it!"

When he came back to his senses, Ye Yun felt that there was a big gap between himself and the real strong giant, Emperor Mengtian, and the giant could predict such a detailed matter.

"Zhen Qiankun originally wanted to find the Promise Stone in order to fully recover his strength. It seems that he will not be able to separate himself to deal with me for a while. It's okay. When he shows up again, he will regret it. Once he has free time, his strength will be further strengthened. After that, go find Xiaoqian's true self!"

Ye Yun adjusted his breath and looked at Taiyi Shenguang seal!

The white ape Lu Hong closed his eyes motionless and stood in the air of the seal. It seemed that he was accepting the inheritance of Qilin King Mengtian. The inheritance is ancient and it will take a long time!

"I don't know when the inheritance will end!"

Regarding inheritance, Ye Yun is the clearest, and Emperor Mengtian is still alive and well, so his inheritance is naturally the most comprehensive, and Lu Hong needs more time than just a little bit.

Ye Yun sat down, looked at Wanhai, his heart settled down slightly, and with a thought, the knife slave flew from the depths through the air, holding a handle of the immortal knife in his eight arms, and the immortal knife stuck all over his body Shining fiercely!

The current strength of Dao Nu is still at the stage before Ye Yun breaks through the Immortal Emperor. Therefore, Ye Yun gathers a large amount of energy when he swallows his breath, and cooperates with the divinity, and continuously injects into Dao Nu's body. The strength of Dao Nu rises steadily. He doesn't need to practice, he is just a puppet.

"Ok?"

During this process, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

"The sword slave has eight arms, and Wuxiu Xianjun got the curse power from the gods in the unbounded land, which happened to be able to grow bleeding hands and grow without limit. If he can change part of the curse and integrate the curse power into the sword slave, Isn't the change of the sword slave unimaginable?"

This thought was enough to shock Ye Yun. It seemed that Immortal King Guangwang wanted to refine the Star Falling Origin into a golden elixir, and he was inspired by it.

Ye Yun has a deep understanding of how evil and powerful the curse power of Wushou Xianjun is, and Wushou Xianjun seems to be unable to refine the curse power. It is not he who controls the curse power, but the curse power that is controlling him, so After all, the sleeveless fairy can't become grand.

If it is fused with the sword slave, the eight arms can be truly displayed. The sword slave is so talented that he was once a special existence in the world. How can a normal human being grow eight arms?

Ever since he took control of the sword slaves, Ye Yun has been thinking about how to use the sword slaves, because the sword slaves are undead, gathered from the undead after the fall of hell, without a complete soul, destined to be a walking corpse forever!

Once the curse power is fused with the sword slave, the sword slave is gifted with eight arms, and can make the best use of it!

"It seems that the brain is not working well, otherwise I would have thought of this level when I saw the power of the Wuxiu Xianjun's curse..."

Ye Yun continued to inject strength into the sword slave, so that the strength of the sword slave gradually approached his own, and then he kept thinking about cursing this matter: "It's a pity that Donghua Dongjun and Qijue Immortal Venerable were not asked to help, let them take Wu The defense in Xiu Xianjun's body is broken, and it is impossible for me to break through the defense!"

A big problem has appeared out of nowhere!

"Fortunately, Wuxiu Xianjun's physical body was severely injured by Donghua Dongjun, and his physical defense may be comparable to that of the Nirvana stage. In the future, he can break through with the power of a master of the Nirvana stage. This is something that cannot be done for the time being!"

It's a pity that the fusion of the curse power by the sword slave has to be delayed indefinitely. Ye Yun understands his current strength, so if he insists on forcibly doing it, it may be counterproductive.

"what……"

Just as Ye Yun helped the sword slave improve his strength, when thousands of years passed, Lu Hong's crazy roar suddenly came!

Ye Yun opened it and saw a scene that shocked him.

On Lu Hong's body, the white hairs began to turn into blood-red. Each one was blood-red like thorns, sharp and blood-red like jade, and the breath was bloody, but not evil. On the contrary, there was a sense of transcendence. The sacred breath of spirit beasts.

"This aura? It's more than half the same as the aura of Senior Mengtian... How could this be? Lu Hong's aura is no longer the ordinary spirit clan's aura like the ancestor of the beast!"

For a moment, staring at Lu Hong, a white ape, who transformed into a blood-red Lu Hong in a daze, Ye Yun could not feel Lu Hong's familiar aura, but a brand new power.

His breath is burning, his power is galloping, his blood is full of the breath of divine blood, and his power is also divine!

This has surpassed Ye Yun!

A cultivator even more perfect than Ye Yun was born!

Lu Hong's transformation was within Ye Yun's expectations, but also beyond his expectations. Why did he say that?

Back then, the first drop of divine blood, when Ye Yun crossed the catastrophe, had no choice but to fuse in a hurry to deal with the True Lord of the Universe, causing Ye Yun's physical body to undergo a drastic change, with divine blood in his veins. At that time, Ye Yun thought that Qilin Wang Meng The divine blood of the Great Emperor Tian belonged to the lineage of the Spirit Race, and it was indeed a bit of a waste for him to obtain and integrate it.

If it is obtained by the spirit beasts of the spirit race, then it will truly display the value of divine blood.

as predicted!

The transformation of Lu Hong at this moment proves Ye Yun's deduction. Lu Hong is a pure descendant of the Spirit Race. His bloodline will hardly be rejected by Emperor Mengtian. The divine blood he obtained is the real inheritance and integration!

From the low-level flesh body of the Immortal King, Lu Hong's body actually possesses the divine blood that surpasses Ye Yun. It can be said that in this fairy world, even the strong who have achieved supernatural perfection cannot be compared with Lu Hong. Divine blood is equivalent to being poured directly into the body by Emperor Mengtian.

The effect is so magical!

Lu Hong's body became ten feet tall, his skin was snow-white, his hair was blood-red, his huge ape body looked like an ancient monster, and his blood-red pupils shot out sharp rays of light. He was Ye Yun. , and some can't adapt, this is a spirit body that Ye Yun can no longer imagine.

Now, Ye Yun understood why the Beast Ancestor wanted Lu Hong to follow him to the Immortal Realm. Lu Hong was indeed not simple, but a special existence among the spirit clan, and it was possible to coexist with the Qilin King.

Because, Lu Hong's aura is no longer the aura of a spirit beast!

A kind of innate sacred aura pervades, no need to practice, no need to merge, no need to go through the catastrophe, it is born with it, this is the innate holiness!

"Patriarch Qilin, your descendants, must rescue you!"

At this moment, Lu Hong got the inheritance of Emperor Mengtian, and he was more aware of the experience of Emperor Mengtian than Ye Yun, leaving two blood-red tears from the corners of his eyes.

After he calmed down for a while, Ye Yun asked, "Lu Hong, why did you change like this?"

Lu Hong said proudly: "Because my bloodline of the holy beast has awakened, the ancestor Qilin and I are unique holy beasts. We have the same sacred bloodline as the dragon in our body. We are no longer beasts, but saints. Just like a human being reaches a saint, my spirit race has a unique 'Holy Beast Blood Ape'!"

"Holy Beast Blood Ape!" Ye Yun was dumbfounded, he had never heard of it.

Lu Hong seemed to see Ye Yun's thoughts, and said with disdain: "The holy beast blood ape is a mutated spirit beast. It has the double bloodline of the holy beast and the spirit race. At the same time, it also has the bloodline of the divine beast. I can be sure. It is the only holy beast blood ape in this world, and it is at the same height as the king of divine beasts such as the dragon and the phoenix!"

"Patriarch Qilin is the same!"

Lu Hong said very proudly.

"It's such a big deal..."

Shenlong and Shenfeng are legendary existences, and they do not exist in the mortal world. Ye Yun is the clearest about Shenlong, because Shenluo seems to have a huge connection with the dragon clan. In the Nine Dragon Ring, Shenlong can be seen everywhere Among the miracles of Shenluo, there is also a scene of driving a dragon.

The dragon and the phoenix are indeed the kings of beasts!

"Well, from now on, you will practice hard in the ring, integrating the qigong and inheritance of the senior Mengtian, and when you have completely mastered all the qigong of the spirit race, you can go out at any time! Go and practice!"

Ye Yun flicked his sleeves, Lu Hong was like a duckweed, unable to resist Ye Yun's power, following the storm, he entered another time and space of the God Ring.

"The Holy Beast Blood Ape, it seems that after staying in the God Ring for hundreds of thousands of years, it will be able to completely integrate all the qigong of the Spirit Race..."

Everything returned to calm, and Ye Yun began to gather strength for the sword slave again!

In a fairy city near Sumeru Immortal Territory, this is the site controlled by Xumi Dongtian, and almost all Xumi Dongtian disciples practice or gather here!

"why?"

An unkempt old man wearing tattered blue clothes of Xumi Cave was kicked out from the restaurant, and the one who attacked him was actually a disciple of Xumi Cave.

This place symbolizes Sumeru Cave Heaven. Disciples like him will only be driven away, just like stray dogs, no matter where they go, they will be driven away!

He was very angry, and he was helpless!

"I managed to become a disciple of Sumeru Cave Heaven from the lower realms, and finally became an immortal emperor, but in this nine-fold fairyland, my aptitude is so ordinary, I can only constantly consume my Dao heart and life force, and die of old age like a mortal...Why, God is so unfair, you want to treat me like this?"

"boom!"

"Damn it, stand in the way of the uncle, a waste disciple like you, don't get away, it's really embarrassing for the sect!"

A group of more than a dozen Xumidongtian disciples, each accompanied by a group of female pets, walked through the street and happened to see Old Man Xing Wuxiang head-on, but without saying a word, he kicked him flying!

"Pfft!"

Xing Wuxiang seemed to be seriously injured, struggling in pain, many people were laughing at him, he was bullied and curled up, and came to the alley.

"Do you think God is unfair to you?"

"Do you really want to drink blood? Do you really want to imagine those disciples of Sumeru Cave, who have countless beauties and a large harem?"

"Did you covet the beauty of Emperor Xumi?"

Suddenly, a hoarse, void voice sounded from the depths of his ears when Xing Wuxiang had just entered the alley and howled loudly: "Tell me, do you want to have everything I said?"

"I think, even in my dreams, I, Xing Wuxiang, can't just die of old age and turn into a rotten bone!"

Xing Wuxiang looked around unrealistically, but he couldn't see a single person!

"That's enough, I don't need a person with talent, but a person with hatred, haha, come with me, your good days are coming!"

"Whoosh!"

A gust of black wind dragged Xing Wuxiang into the deep space.

Disappear!