Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 812 Snatching the Holy Blood
This is the sacred blood of the Yaoguang Realm, Zhu Qiong and others don't know, but the Holy Son of Jiaolong knows it well.

Lynch also knew in his heart that this was not only the holy blood of Emperor Wu, it was beyond the level of emperor.

Who can get it, after refining, not only can improve the state, but even touch the threshold of the Yaoguang state, which will be of great benefit to future cultivation.

No wonder the holy son of Jiaolong rushed to the holy blood like crazy, wanting to take it for himself.

Zhu Qiong and the others were not far behind, and rushed forward one after another, joining the ranks of fighting for the holy blood, and swords, lights and swords appeared.

The ten people were originally united, but in the blink of an eye, cracks appeared.

"Yao Qian, you dare to attack me!"

Zhan You was about to snatch the Holy Blood, but Yao Qian stopped him suddenly, and he shot a cold arrow behind him, forcing him to retreat, Yao Qian suddenly rushed towards the Holy Blood.

"Sorry, accidental injury!"

Yao Qian replied coldly, compared to the holy blood, everyone has long forgotten Lin Qi. With such a treasure, why not be able to cultivate to a high-level Martial God or even Martial Emperor.

"Stupid human beings, how can you get your hands on the holy blood!"

The holy son of Jiaolong was furious, his body suddenly enlarged, and with a sweep, the few people who rushed forward were thrown away. He is indeed a half-step ninth-level monster, and with the dragon blood in his body, he is even more powerful in a mess.

Pieces of pitch-black dragon scales protruded from it, and human martial arts fell on it, as if it was tickling him, without any threat.

The holy blood floated in the void, whenever someone was about to grab it, the holy blood would automatically avoid it and shuttle among the crowd.

Ten people plus Jiaolong fought together in a scuffle, all kinds of martial arts brilliance, if you want to grab the holy blood, you must have the power to absolutely suppress the opponent.

Obviously there is no such person, Jiaolong is very powerful, but it is a pity that he fights alone, whenever he wants to grab the holy blood, Zhu Qiong will make a move.

In terms of strength, only Zhu Qiong is similar to him.

"I will restrain the dragon, and you all try your best to snatch the holy blood. After you get it, divide it into ten shares, and no one has to fight for it."

Zhu Qiong deserves to be the leader. After saying something, the ten people's open and secret fighting stopped immediately. If this continues, no one can get the holy blood, but internal strife started.

The scale of the battle suddenly tilted towards the human race, and the holy son of Jiaolong screamed in anger.

Zhu Qiong's strength is almost the same as his. With his restraint, it is almost impossible to snatch the holy blood.

The remaining nine people surrounded the holy blood and prepared to snatch it. The holy blood was about the size of a fist and divided into ten shares. Everyone could get a lot.

"Human race, you are deceiving people too much!"

Seeing that the holy blood was about to fall into the hands of the human race, the holy son of the dragon roared angrily, the dragon scales on his body swelled up one by one, and the fierce power of the dragon radiated, forcing Zhu Qiong to take a step back.

"Jiaolong, I advise you to stay aside obediently, the holy blood is not something you can get your hands on!"

Zhu Qiong was just holding back, and she didn't dare to fight to the death with Jiaolong. The two were evenly matched in strength, and it was difficult to crush their opponents.

Their goal is the holy blood. After getting it, they will leave, and they will not enter the sword domain again.

"You guys forced me to do this. I'm going to order the Holy Blood, and I'm going to kill all of you."

The Holy Son of Flood Dragon let out a scream, his body swelled suddenly, and a strange token appeared, with a big dragon character engraved on it.

"Dragon Talisman!"

Lynch was taken aback. There are many kinds of spirit patterns. The ones he portrayed now are all ordinary spirit patterns, with sky patterns, dragon patterns, and even fairy patterns on them.

And the one that the Holy Son of Flood Dragon took out is a pure dragon pattern. After refining, it can be transformed into a dragon and possess the power of a dragon.

Zhu Qiong's eyes shrank, and she also sensed the crisis. The Holy Son of Jiaolong was obviously really angry, and for the sake of the holy blood, he did not hesitate to take out the top treasure such as the dragon talisman.

Compared with the dragon talisman, Lynch's super magic talisman is rubbish, not at the same level at all.

Even the level of the sky talisman has not been touched, let alone the dragon talisman.

Swallowing the dragon talisman into her belly, a violent dragon force appeared, Zhu Qiong secretly thought that it was not good, and her body backed up again and again.

Like a gust of wind, Zhu Qiong was blown away, and the other nine people were blown away, leaving the holy blood floating alone in the void.

Zhu Qiong and the others looked very ugly. With the help of the Dragon Talisman, the Holy Son of Jiaolong actually reached the ninth-level monster, which is equivalent to a human warrior. The ten of them united together are not opponents.

Lynch stepped back dozens of steps. This aura was too similar to the real dragon spine he had collected. Although it was not as pure as the real dragon spine, it was also the aura of a divine dragon.

"What should we do, are we going to give up this drop of holy blood?"

Yao Qian was a little reconciled, with this drop of holy blood, ten of them broke through to Martial Gods today, and they can even rise to several realms, and have the potential to become Martial Emperors in the future.

Zhanyou clenched his fists fiercely, with a look of unwillingness on his face, this drop of holy blood is priceless, Jianquan can only improve his martial arts talent, but cannot improve his realm.

Compared with Holy Blood, Jianquan is completely tasteless.

"give up?"

Zhu Qiong's complexion gradually changed, and a scarlet light was released from his pupils.

"Each of you inject half of your energy into my body to help me break through the Valkyrie!"

Zhu Qiong has practiced an extremely powerful technique, which can absorb the energy of other people, and help him break through to the level of a martial god in a short period of time.

However, there are certain sequelae. After performing it, you need to rest for half a year to recover.

For the Holy Blood, everything is worth it.

Besides, there is not much time left, the seven-day period will soon end, if you can't get the holy blood, there will be no more chances.

Without hesitation, the nine people put their palms on Zhu Qiong's shoulders and injected their own energy into it.

Nine pinnacle martial saints, with half of the energy, is enough to burst Zhu Qiong's body, and the tyrannical energy raged in his body.

At this moment, Zhu Qiong's hands began to form seals, some obscure and incomprehensible marks, even Lynch admired secretly, this Zhu Qiong is a strong enemy.

"Ong!"

The space shook for a while, and Zhu Qiong's realm suddenly rose, and he also reached the first rank of Martial God, whose strength was similar to that of Jiaolong Shengzi.

The balance of the scene continued to be broken. The holy son of Jiaolong was about to snatch the holy blood, but was knocked back by Zhu Qiong's palm, and the holy blood continued to stay in the void.

In such a battle, Lynch was completely unable to intervene, and stood quietly in the distance, stepping back step by step.

After Zhu Qiong breaks through to the Valkyrie and grabs the holy blood, she will definitely turn her head and kill herself. It is better to retreat first while they are snatching it.

Anyway, the sword domain will be closed in a few hours, leaving the sword domain, they can't help themselves.

"I'm going to contain the holy son of Jiaolong, you collect the holy blood as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble."

After Zhu Qiong's aura climbed to the peak, she shouted coldly, time is urgent, once the Holy Son of Jiaolong has other means, the holy blood will basically say goodbye to them.

"it is good!"

The nine of them said in unison that as long as the Son of Flood Dragon does not participate, the nine of them can collect it.

Lynch was still retreating, and the ancient sword spirit continued to emit heat, allowing Lynch to participate in the snatch. After all, this drop of holy blood was left by Nan Gongze.

It must contain his will, and the ancient sword spirit refused to give up.

"Be honest with me, two Martial Gods, if I go up, I will die. Although the holy blood is good, my life is gone, and it is useless."

Lynch was very open. There are countless treasures in the world. He has no shortage of holy blood. As long as he is given a few years of hard work, it is only a matter of time before he refines the true dragon backbone and breaks through the Valkyrie.

The aura of the ancient sword spirit slowly calmed down, and it was completely integrated with Lynch. It seemed that he was not willing to reconcile, and was protesting softly.

After retreating a thousand meters away, in a safe zone, Lynch slowed down and evacuated immediately after their snatching was over.

Zhu Qiong was fighting fiercely with Jiaolong Shengzi. The boulders on the cave kept falling and almost filled the entire cave.

Yao Qian and the others rushed into the air one after another, reaching out to snatch the holy blood.

The holy blood seemed to have a spirit. Whenever someone approached, they took the initiative to avoid it. The nine people robbed it several times, but they were all avoided.

"What are you doing, you still haven't charged it."

Zhu Qiong used the secret method to trigger a breakthrough to the Martial God Realm, but she couldn't hold on for long, more than an hour at most.

Jiaolong Shengzi is different, he relies on the dragon talisman, the sequelae are much smaller, and he lasted longer than Zhu Qiong, so he yelled loudly and asked them to collect it quickly.

"We have tried our best. This drop of holy blood is too cunning, and it can always be easily avoided."

Zhan You felt a little aggrieved, the dignified Ninth Rank Martial Saint couldn't catch one thing.

"waste!"

Zhu Qiong yelled, the nine of them couldn't catch the holy blood, and it was nothing but waste, but none of the nine of them refuted.

"We formed a formation to control the Holy Blood and narrow the scope."

Yao Qian shouted at this time, let the nine of them form a formation, trap the holy blood, and catch the turtle in one urn.

This kind of pursuit is not an option, time is running out, and the Holy Blood may not be caught.

The nine people quickly formed a simple nine palace formation, occupying nine positions, so that the space for the holy blood to hide was small.

You are still chasing after me, the holy blood is like a ghost, whenever it is about to be caught, it disappears in place strangely, making the nine very aggrieved.

The Holy Son of Flood Dragon suddenly let out a roar, the dragon scales all over his body soared, and his strength continued to rise. Because of the relationship between the dragon talisman, a trace of the blood of the ancestor dragon was inspired.

"boom!"

Zhu Qiong was slapped flying by Jiaolong's palm and fell into the distance.

Standing up with difficulty and continuing to join the battle group, Zhu Qiong also discovered that the Holy Blood was very strange, as if he was picking a master, and sometimes ran to everyone on his own initiative, as if he was probing.

"Human beings, don't waste your time, the holy blood can't choose you."

The Holy Son of Jiaolong spared no effort and rushed towards the nine of them.

"Even if we humans can't get it, you monsters don't even want to get it."

Zhu Qiong's body suddenly jumped up, stopped Shengzi Jiaolong, and continued to fight together. The ground began to shake. I'm afraid this underground world won't last long.

Huge boulders fell from above, and the passage was almost blocked. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave for a while.

The holy blood circled around the nine people, and almost everyone stayed by their side. It seemed like they recognized the Lord, and they were directly excluded if they were not recognized by the holy blood.

Treasures have spirits, that's the reason. Humans often say that treasures are destined for people to get them, which means the same thing.

Regardless of your strength, you can only get it if you are destined.

The Holy Blood suddenly broke through the shackles of the nine people and wanted to escape from this place. Since he couldn't find the owner, he simply left.

(End of this chapter)