Martial God Tianzun

Chapter 1192 Sage Blood
Bai Shuirou deprived the status of the Great Elder in front of the whole sect, which made Yu Wenshuo's face darken.The hall was extremely quiet, Gui Lao looked at Nan Gongzheng and the others with a grinning grin.

"Bai Shuirou, I am the suzerain of the Huntian Sect!" Yu Wenshuo's tyrannical eyes appeared again, if it wasn't for the Holy Master Gui Lao, Yu Wenshuo would not accept everything.

"Sovereign, if the Great Elder wants to suppress Senior Brother Lin Xuan, the Huntian Sect doesn't need such a Great Elder." Bai Shuirou raised his brows upside down, even facing the suzerain Yu Wenshuo, he was extremely cold.

"What?" The whole sect knew Bai Shuirou's temper. If Bai Shuirou hadn't gathered the Spirit Palace back then, he was not qualified to inherit the Huntian Sect's suzerain, and Yuwenshuo would not have acquired the Huntian Sect.

Bai Shuirou has endured for so many years, and has always guarded Xianmiao Mountain.Bai Shuirou finally faced the suzerain Yu Wenshuo, could it be that Bai Shuirou had already opened the spiritual palace.

"How many?" The elders of the Bai family became excited again, and this question appeared in their minds. Bai Shuirou is the future of the Kuntian Sect.

"Boom!" Gui Lao stepped forward, and his strange palm fell towards the emerald light.Gui Lao is the Holy Master, and Nan Gongzheng, no matter how deeply he hides, cannot block Gui Lao's attack.

"Old Turtle, it's too aggressive!" Thousands of trees suddenly dissipated, the iron pot fell, and the colorful palace in Nangongzheng was about to collapse, and the emerald seeds that emerged from the body melted into the space.

"Nangongzheng, the old man knows that you hide your cultivation, but if you don't become the Holy Master, your formula of longevity and the Western Wilderness Scripture can't compete with the old man."

Gui Lao stared at it gravely. In the hall, one space after another was shattered. Gui Lao's body was still slow, but his palm was already grasping Nan Gongzheng's shoulder.

"You know all about it?" Nangong was completely shocked, the old turtle lived in seclusion in the white tomb, and all the old turtles in the Huntian Sect knew about it.It is worthy of living for tens of thousands of years, it is really a living fossil.

"Get out!" Nangongzheng's figure rose into the sky, hanging outside the mountain, Nangongzheng's roar came.But Nan Gongzheng couldn't resist the might of the Holy Lord.

"And you all, get out!" Gui Laosen looked coldly at the elders on the other side, these were all elders attached to Nan Gongzheng.

"Senior Turtle?" These people all lowered their heads, but immediately the old man raised his hand, the iron pot roared, and the demonic energy moved the world, and all these people on the spot blasted out of the Huntian Sect.

"Okay, this sect has to see how you treat me, the suzerain." Yu Wenshuo's body was filled with demon flames, reaching the sky like gold, and the aura of tyranny was about to erupt.

"Yuwenshuo, you're still useful!" Gui Lao smiled indifferently. Yuwenshuo was nothing else, but King Huntian specifically told him to keep Yuwenshuo to fight against Spirit Snake Island.

Don't look at Guilao's position as the holy master, but in the face of the God of Nirvana, Guilao's monster body can't bear it.And Yu Wenshuo cultivated the golden demon body, which was able to block the thunder of the God of Nirvana.

"Okay, the old man is going back to Baizuo too, you guys, you are doing well for me. One month later, She Taichong will come to the Huntian Sect, and the Huntian Sect still has this old man."

Guilao quaked a few times, and the monster cloud rose up, turned into a bunch of horses, and disappeared in place.At this moment in the hall, Yu Wenshuo also roared and disappeared on the throne.

Everyone in the Bai family went crazy and headed towards Bai Shuirou, but at this time Lin Xuan slowly backed away, leading Zhan Tiannv and others back to Xianmiao Mountain.

"Finally back!" Lin Xuan looked at the courtyard where he was, and he had to prepare for facing She Taichong in a month.All the fairy seedlings had already left, and Bai Shuirou also returned to Xianmiao Mountain. These people all wanted to know about Kun Yuan Dao, and they didn't dare to disturb Lin Xuan. After all, Lin Xuan needed to face a bigger Dao battle.

In the divine stone space, in front of Lin Xuan was the Silver Heart Divine Iron, opposite King Huntian lazily lying on the divine iron, his spiritual veins merged into the Lingshui Lake, the spiritual energy was extremely rich, and the spiritual energy manifested.

"Xiaotian, why did you let me choose this?" Lin Xuan pointed to the silver heart iron. In addition to the holy medicine of Qingyu Zhizhi, King Huntian was going to download this silver heart iron on the spot.

"Boss, I'm doing it for your own good. Do you know what this is?" King Huntian smiled mysteriously, the tortoise shell trembled with excitement, and the aura in the distance roared.

"Yinxin Shentie, you prepared it for Jing Zhongyue? It's a pity that Jing Zhongyue broke into this state, and it's hard to recover." Lin Xuan was a little sad, Jing Zhongyue broke again, and the magic iron knife has been with Lin Xuan for so many years. Lin Xuanzhen wanted Jing Zhongyue to be proud of Jiutian.

"This is not an ordinary divine iron. Have you seen the red lines?" King Huntian quickly pointed to the divine iron. Of course, Lin Xuan also saw that there was a special red mark under the silver divine iron. , In fact, it is only the size of a thumb, just like a pupil.

"What's this?" Lin Xuan was taken aback, but didn't feel any difference from above.

"This can completely restore Jing Zhongyue and become the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier!" King Huntian said seriously, and at the same time, King Huntian slowly exhaled demonic energy.

"Yinxin Shentie, don't you need to refine it? Even this piece, it can't be integrated into Jing Zhongyue, right?" Lin Xuan already knew everything about Shentie from Zhan Tiannu.

"Haha, this is not ordinary divine iron, this is the blood of ancient sages, holy blood divine iron, those damn Kunyuandao ancestors, what a fart."

"An ancient sage?" Lin Xuan was stunned on the spot. He has been in Jiutian for so long, and Lin Xuan already has a deep understanding of the current Jiutian realm.

Venerable, Half Venerable, Wu Zun (Holy Lord), Wu Hou (Tiantu Da Neng, Demon Emperor), Wu Wang (Tongtian), Zhundi, Emperor Zun.

It was the first time for Lin Xuan to hear about the ancient sages, and at this time, as the king breathed out the evil spirit, the hot evil spirit seemed to destroy the layer of protection on the god iron.

The red lines suddenly burst into rays of light, and with the rays of light, the divine iron seemed to be burning, and the blood of the sages began to awaken, and a terrifying breath was released from the divine iron.

"The ancient sages are comparable to the heavenly sage kings. In the prehistoric times, it was not the current Nine Heavens, where the strong were rampant, the real world of martial arts!"

"The blood of a sage can change the world. This silver-hearted divine iron was stained with the blood of a sage, and a sage fell. For countless years, the blood of a sage can change the divine iron."

King Huntian also became excited. In fact, King Huntian also needs such sage blood. At least by incorporating the blood of sages, King Huntian can restore a certain level of cultivation.

Brilliant rays of light rise, the power of heaven emerges, and amidst the blood, a light and shadow crosses one's knees in the void, countless Dao sounds appear in the sky and earth, and thousands of lotus flowers emerge, and a vision is condensed in each lotus flower.

"Although the ancient sages are in the realm of Marquis Wu, they possess unrivaled supernatural powers, the sage's law, and the sage's blood!" Lin Xuan looked up at the sky and felt the surging energy. The divine iron had turned into silver molten iron and was rising in the void. As if alive.

"Boss, hurry up, take out Jing Zhongyue. The sage's blood is going to transform into the image of a sage. At this time, blend into Jing Zhongyue and restore Jing Zhongyue!"

King Huntian was a little anxious, the silver molten iron in the void had already begun to be outlined.The power emanating from the sage's blood is getting stronger and stronger, King Huntian has already taken out the tortoise shell to suppress it.

"If you absorb it, will you be able to control the holy soldiers of the extreme way?" Lin Xuan looked at King Huntian calmly. The blood of saints is so powerful that it should be reserved for King Huntian, although Lin Xuan also hopes to restore Jing Zhongyue.

"Haha, Boss, I am originally a Saint King, and I'm fine with a drop of blood from the Supreme Saint Soldiers." King Huntian hesitated and refused directly.

"Xiaotian, thank you!" Lin Xuan looked at King Huntian very seriously. The two accompanied them all the way. Although they often quarreled and scolded each other, they had become life and death brothers, so there was no need to say much.

"The knife comes!" Lin Xuan didn't talk nonsense, and with a sound of the knife, Zhongyue burst into the broken knife well.At this time, Jing Zhongyue was covered with fine lines, and she was unable to withstand serious injuries.

"Sage's blood, iron flow, Jing Zhongyue, you magic iron, see if you can absorb the saint's blood!" Lin Xuan raised his hand, Jing Zhongyue slashed towards the molten iron.

Jing Zhongyue radiated extraordinary splendor, and the molten iron turned into a blood rainbow.In the middle of heaven and earth, molten iron wraps the moon in the well.At this moment, Jing Zhongyue's saber blared continuously, and thousands of saber qi erupted from Jing Zhongyue's body.

"The blood of the sages is refining the magic iron!" King Huntian looked at the sky excitedly, the molten iron melted into the moon in the well, and the fine lines seemed to become cracks, and the molten iron penetrated deeply.

Jing Zhongyue was originally a magic iron, full of demonic properties. After the sage's blood was mixed in, Jing Zhongyue continued to tremble.Lin Xuan's spirit also came out of his body, sealed off his six senses, and sacrificed to the moon in the refining well.

"Jing Zhongyue, originally a magic iron, a product of China."

"Leaved by parents, the sword in the army!"

"It's called Jing Zhongyue, stay with me for the rest of my life!" Lin Xuan's heart sank, his soul controlled Jing Zhongyue, under that coercion, Lin Xuan's face slowly turned pale.

The heavenly power pervading the air continued to spread, and the mountain tablet in the distance suddenly burst into light, like a giant hammer, which was captured by Lin Xuan and blasted into the moon in Jing Zhongyue.

"Boom!" That came from a huge force, completely shattering Jing Zhongyue.The blood of sages has been completely integrated, and Lin Xuan is re-forging Jing Zhongyue according to the eighteen hammers of the cloak left by Fuquan and relying on Yuanyuan Shanzi.

"It's so familiar with the word hammer!" King Huntian slowly closed his eyes, and everything in the Divine Land also came to King Huntian's memory.

The roar continued, and Tianwei seemed to be blasted into Jing Zhongyue.Jing Zhongyue has been turned into a blank mold again, and the molten iron is slowly changing under the origin of the mountain character.

"Boom!" As if it had been tempered millions of times, the Magic Character Mountain also burst into a ray of light.Under the magic word formula, Lin Xuan suppressed the magic iron, and under his mind, the magic iron and the blood of the sages were perfectly fused together.

The slender blade appeared, and the original Jing Zhongyue changed continuously, but this time, Lin Xuan still liked the slender blade, just like the Tang Dao in his previous life.

On the blade, there is a strange red line, the same as the original Jing Zhongyue, but this time the red line is transformed by the blood of a sage.

The blade trembled, the bright blade light distorted the space, the silver heart iron had disappeared, Jing Zhongyue was still transforming, and the mortal weapon, relying on the god iron, blended with the blood of the sages, slowly transformed into a weapon of the nine heavens.

(End of this chapter)