The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4227
Chapter 4227

Late at night, the night stars are few.

Ling Hantian was leaning against a big tree, facing the Lonely Lord today, which made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he fell asleep in a daze.

For Ling Hantian, he would rather fight two or three strong men of Mo Yun's level than face a master of Ji You's level.

Suddenly, Ling Hantian felt that Zhou Tian's spiritual energy quickly gathered, and the pores all over his body spontaneously opened to absorb it.

In the battle in the God's Forbidden Bamboo Forest, Ling Hantian was still in a weak stage, unable to use his divine power and all other powers because he activated the first bloodline state.

After one experience, Ling Hantian knew that it would take about a day and a night to recover from this period of weakness.

Sensing the rapid flow of divine energy, Ling Hantian slowly opened his eyes, and found that the divine energy had finally injected into the bodies of the three of them.

The three of them are mind cultivators, they just came out now, and they don't have supernatural powers, but even if they are resting, they can independently absorb the energy between heaven and earth for cultivation.

"After these things, these three guys should have taken a lot of heart."

Thinking secretly, Ling Hantian wanted to focus on training these three guys. In fact, the three of them have great potential, and they might become masters in the future.

Of course, even if you have enough talent, if you don't have enough resources, it won't work.

"Among the exercises I've collected over the years, the Heaven-Suppressing Martial God's Prison-Suppressing God Body Art is the best, but obviously they are not worth my effort for this exercise."

Ling Hantian thought about it carefully, and the last thought he had was to pass on to the three of them the exercises practiced by an emperor-conferring powerhouse in the ancient heavenly court.

Ling Hantian lightly patted on the shoulder of Huan Shikong to wake him up.

"My son, what's the matter?"

Waking up in a daze, Chaos World Kong saw that it was Ling Hantian, so he asked suspiciously.

Ling Hantian said: "Go and wake them up, I will teach you something."

"it is good!"

Regarding this, Chaos World Kong couldn't help being a little excited, what kind of character Emperor Zun is, he is a super strong man who leads an era.

Regarding some legendary stories about Emperor Zun back then, Chaos World Kong knew a lot about it, which was why he didn't dare to deal with Ling Hantian lightly.

Soon, Chaos World Kong woke up Nangong Ke and Pan Tong, the four of them got together, and Ling Hantian arranged a barrier around them to block all prying eyes.

Then, with a flick of Ling Hantian's fingers, the divine sense was divided into three, and they shot at the eyebrows of the three of Chaos World and Kong, and were accepted by the three of them.

"This is a top-notch cultivation method. It will be very useful for your future cultivation." Ling Hantian clapped his hands and said.

The three of them just observed roughly for a while, each of them looked excited, and then bowed to Ling Hantian ninety degrees one after another.

"Thank you for your cultivation, son."

"Okay, let's take a moment to understand, I'm going to rest first."

Ling Hantian nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and continued to rest, leaving behind three excited guys to comprehend the exercises.

Still going back to rest under the tree, Heiman climbed out at this time, coiled his body around Ling Hantian, and raised his head on Ling Hantian's shoulder.

Seeing that the three of Chaos Shikong entered the state of cultivation, Heiman asked: "My lord, are you not afraid to feed three white-eyed wolves?"

"rest assured."

Ling Hantian smiled indifferently. In fact, he had already reserved his means. It was not that simple to give them the blood essence back then.

As long as Ling Hantian is willing, although it will take a little effort, it is still possible to clean up these three guys.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Ling Hantian led the people to continue on their way.

This place is very far away from the Triangle Ancient Territory, even at their current speed, it may take a month or two.

The Nine Realms, in nothingness.

A gorgeous stream of light flashed by, and the line of sight fell on it, it was Xuan Tianji who was rushing in nothingness.

He has been wandering in the endless void for nearly half a year, carrying on his back the pair of holy demon swords given by the Martial God of Zhentian.

It is really hard to find the territory of the Tianqi Clan. As expected of the darling of time and space, even if it is a dazzling secret, there is no clue.

Of course, this is exactly what Xuan Tianji wanted.

In any case, the Tianqi clan was murdered because they prevented the Martial God from suppressing the sky.

If he wiped out the Tianqi Clan, he would not know how to explain to Ling Hantian in the future.

On the other hand, in the world of reincarnation, there is a raging war. The blood here has gathered into an ocean, and the whole world of reincarnation is full of bloody smell of killing.

Chi Chi!

In a valley, there are seas of blood condensed everywhere, and streams of blood continue to flow into this valley.

In the center of the valley, a young man with blood bubbles was sitting cross-legged on the blood lake. Endless blood flowed in and was swallowed by him in one gulp.

This blood was left behind by the strong man after his death, and each drop contained terrifying power. It was truly terrifying to be swallowed up by this person.

It is the blood spirit.

Under the persecution of Tiantian Martial God, Lingmen was divided into two groups, one group was responsible for finding the Tianqi Clan, and the other group was responsible for strangling the reincarnation world.

At this time, on the hillside, a middle-aged man in white clothes stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at the Xue Lingzi who was devouring the blood, the middle-aged man also showed a look of sadness on his face.

So much blood was obtained by gathering an unknown number of dead souls. This was not a creature they were willing to slaughter.

Although the Lingmen and the Samsara Realm also have many festivals, no matter how indifferent they are as the masters, they will not cause such murder.

On the other side of the mountain, there is a monk sitting, who is the big man in the Buddhist world, Emperor Shitian who has returned from restoration.

However, Emperor Shitian was holding a pagoda in his hand, his tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he kept chanting the mantra of rebirth, and kept saving those wronged souls.

And the souls of the undead rescued by him were all transformed into the purest Buddha power, which were continuously absorbed by that pagoda.

However, as the pagoda absorbed the power of the evolution of the undead, the pagoda itself continued to flow out of blood.

"Oh, rest in peace."

The Three Holy Masters sighed, and closed their eyes. These killings were all caused by them, and no matter how many sutras they recited, they would not be able to let go of them in a short time.

"Why, did you show mercy?"

Behind him, a golden-haired monkey with an iron rod held around his neck, with both hands hanging on the rod, walked to the side of the Three Holy Masters.

Sun Xiaokong glanced at the continuously pouring blood, but there was not much compassion in those eyes.

"They are all innocent." San Sheng said.

Sun Xiaokong didn't take it seriously, "They were born in the world of reincarnation and believed in the Emperor of the Underworld. It's their fault."

Looking at the three holy masters, Sun Xiaokong continued: "Your realm is higher than mine. There should be tens of billions of living beings in the kingdom of God, right? If you die, will those living beings also perish?"

The Three Holy Masters did not reply to these words for a long time.

(End of this chapter)