Eternal God Emperor

Bai Cangxing is not in the **** world, but in a desert area on the edge of the southern universe. No stars and life planets exist within dozens of light years.

Few monks set foot here.

In such a vast void, a planet is like a drop in the ocean.

Of course, the star of Bai Cangxing is not small, but it is very huge, surpassing Ice King, and it is a ninth-level main star with a diameter of nearly 100 million miles.

Here, although you can see the starry sky, it is extremely far away, as if you are at the bottom of the deep sea, making people feel suffocated and endless panic. And the rotation of Bai Cangxing will cause violent distortion of space.

However, on the periphery of Bai Cangxing, there have long been peerless sages in the history of the undead blood race, and they have laid out methods. Even if someone knows that it is in this star field, it is still difficult to find it.

"Boom!"

A blood-colored beam of light descended from the sky and landed on the desert belt hundreds of thousands of miles wide between the southern and northern hemispheres of Bai Cangxing, condensing into a burly figure in heavy armor.

This burly figure, with eyes like torches, looked at the white sand dunes in front of him.

The sand fluoresced, in the dimness, towards a sea of ​​glowing light.

Beneath the burly figure is an ancient beast the size of a hill, staring around with dark circles, as if looking for food.

"Swish!"

At the top of the glowing sand dunes, a slender figure flickered.

After a while, she was standing at the top of the sand dune closest to the burly figure, wearing a veil, wearing a green feather robe, and hanging a jade flute at her waist.

She said, "How could it be you? Who asked you to come?"

The blood slaughtered proudly and said, "You can come, why can't this **** come? After all, this **** is the fourth arrogance of the undead blood race after the patriarch, master, and senior brother!"

Standing on the top of the hill, Xia Yu sneered, obviously disapproving of his "fourth arrogance", and said: "You are now from the Temple of Destiny, and your father even betrayed the patriarch. If you don't speak clearly, I will not. You're welcome!"

Soul-devouring flames appeared on Xia Yu's body, pressing down on the blood slaughter with the divine might.

Xuetu didn't care, he smiled and said, "Amazing, you actually cultivated to the realm of the great gods, but it's not in vain for the brothers and the patriarch to cultivate you so much."

"Speak!" Xia Yu said.

Xuetu took out a token and said: "This **** came to Bai Cangxing to practice, it is the meaning of the patriarch."

After confirming that the token was correct, Xia Yu threw it back and gave it to Xuetu, saying, "Open the world of the gods, I want to investigate."

"It's impossible, you don't have the qualifications."

The blood slaughter has a tough attitude and a bit of ridicule.

"You should understand Bai Cangxing's rules! If you don't follow the rules, even if you have the patriarch's token, you will die." Xia Yu's attitude was even tougher.

After thinking about it, Xuetu's face softened and he said, "I brought two people. According to the rules, they don't know the route to Bai Cangxing."

"You have broken the rules..."

Xia Yu's voice stopped, staring at Chi Kongle and Yan Ying'er who walked out of the blood slaughtered world.

"Aunt Yu!"

"Aunt Yu!"

Yan Ying'er learned from Chi Kongle and shouted to Xia Yu.

Seeing that Xia Yu had lost his prestige, Xuetu laughed and said, "No matter how bold I am, Xuetu would not dare to make up my own mind to bring outsiders to Bai Cangxing. Bringing them is the intention of the patriarch, and they won't die. God of War's approval."

Seeing that Xia Yu still had doubts, Xuetu said again: "Yan Tianzun personally visited the undead God of War, and the God of War agreed. You should know the origin of Ying'er and Bai Cangxing."

When Yan Renhuan visited the Undead God of War, the God of War of Blood Jue was also there.

Chi Kongle and Yan Ying'er go together, which is the condition put forward by the God of War. He was worried that Chi Kongle had been practicing the Yama clan, not because he didn't want to leave, but was detained as a hostage.

Zhang Ruochen had already told him about the relationship between the Great Demon God, the Nine Dead Emperors and the Yanluo clan, so he was wary of the Yanluo clan.

"How long are you going to stay in Bai Cangxing?" Xia Yu asked.

"The current situation is turbulent, there are many killings, I am afraid it will take a while!"

Xuetu knew how dangerous the Temple of Destiny was right now, so he went to seek the God of War, and wanted to stay away from right and wrong.

Xuetu felt the thick blood energy of Bai Cangxing, the sky was thick with blood clouds and shimmered.

In the southern hemisphere of this planet, there are countless long-lived blood trees, dense forests, and blood mist like bridges.

Below each longevity blood tree, there is this blood pool, or blood lake.

There are dozens of trees growing here, and the diameter of the trunk is tens of miles long, exuding a divine aura, and at least ten Yuanhui lived.

The blood springs in the blood lake below these mother trees contain energy comparable to the blood of the gods, and are of endless benefit to the gods of the undead blood race.

Yan Ying'er's eyes were attracted by another tree in the northern hemisphere of Bai Cangxing.

It's the Blood Shadow Tree!

The trunk of the Blood Shadow Tree is like a girl, the whole body is as white as jade, and there are nets like blood vessels inside. The underground blood spring was absorbed by "them" and flowed in the body.

However, the tree is not real, like a phantom, like a soul, erratic.

Just like the name "Blood Shadow".

With the arrival of Yan Ying'er, these blood shadow trees actually made strange sounds, like howling ghosts, jubilant.

Xia Yu stared at Yan Ying'er with a thoughtful look.

The undead God of War promised Tianzun to let her come to Bai Cangxing. What does it mean?

However, Xuetu didn't take Yan Ying'er and Xue Yingshu to heart at all, and he was very happy, and said, "The cultivation environment here is simply wonderful for the undead blood. There is a doubt in my heart, I wanted to ask for a long time! Have you slept with your senior brother?"

Xia Yu snorted and turned to leave.

Xuetu jumped off the top of the head, chased after him, and said, "It's all my own, just ask casually. If I hadn't already slept, how could it not be my turn for such a good job?"

"You don't know how dangerous it is outside now, the Destiny Heaven Domain is almost destroyed, even the undead God of War has been broken into the flesh, the God King and God Venerable are falling at any time, and the heavens... The heavens also died several people. It's better to stay at Bai Cangxing to guard the ancestral land."

"Shh!"

Xia Yu held the soul-reducing flute, pressed it against Xuetu's neck, and said, "Don't blame me for being rude if you talk nonsense again."

The blood slaughter is above Xia Yu, and there is no fear on his face, and he said: "I understand, I must have never slept, otherwise I wouldn't be so annoyed... Okay, don't say it, don't say it. ."

"But, I still have to tell you that you have suffered a big loss. Senior brother is now known as Di Chen and is on an equal footing with the heavens. What can catch his eye now is the ancient legend of the first queen, Afuya. With your current cultivation For, there's no play!"

A look of loss flashed in Xia Yu's eyes.

This loss is not because of Xuetu's words "no drama", but because she found that even if she practiced hard, and in an environment like Bai Cangxing, the gap between Zhang Ruochen and Zhang Ruochen was still getting bigger and bigger.

Di Chen, the gods.

This is already an existence she can only look up at, like an ant looking at the sky.

Great God, it's just a bigger ant.

That sense of powerlessness and distance made her feel empty and confused for a while.

Xia Yu lost interest in testing the cultivation level of the blood slaughter, took back the soul-hunting flute, and continued to walk on the desert, saying: "There are many restricted areas on the White Cang Star, if you don't want to die, don't run around. Besides, look after the two of them. ."

Xuetu smiled, followed, and said, "Is Lord Ice Emperor cultivating in Bai Cangxing?"

Xia Yu didn't answer him.

He asked again: "It is said that many gods of the undead blood race buried themselves on the White Cang Star, hoping to live out the second life like the ancestor Yin. Are they buried under these dunes? Are there any half ancestors? , The corpse of the ancestor? Is there ancestor blood?"

The blood slaughter is very courageous, and Bai Cangxing is here to dig the corpse of the half-ancestor and the first ancestor, and use the blood of the ancestors to improve his cultivation, so as to reach the immeasurable realm as soon as possible.

Except for the ancestor Yin, no one has ever heard of anyone crawling out of the dirt of Bai Cangxing.

To live out the second life is too illusory.

As long as the Ice Emperor is not around, the blood slaughter will be ready to start, and Xia Yu's cultivation will not be able to stop him.

Suddenly, in the desert under their feet, the sand was beating rapidly.

In the air, streaks of blood light flew towards the sky, turning into blood-colored talismans, which were imprinted in the blood cloud.

The cloud of blood churned violently, constantly pressing down on the ground.

Xia Yu said coldly: "The gods of Bai Cangxing are in danger, and they automatically activate their defensive power. You have attracted outsiders?"

Xuetu couldn't keep his composure and said: "Impossible, the token given by the patriarch ~www.readwn.com~ has the power of the undead **** of war to cover up the secret. If someone follows me, the undead **** of war will definitely feel it."

"boom!"

A blood-colored beam of light rushed away from the blood cloud and stopped in mid-air.

The hall master of the Temple of the Undying had nineteen pairs of blood wings, suspended a hundred feet above the ground, and the brilliance emanating from his body illuminated the darkness and turned it into scarlet.

"It's the palace master!"

Xue Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was no trouble.

"Meet the hall master."

The two saluted together.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong. The hall master was imposing and powerful, and it didn't look like he came to Bai Cangxing to do business at all!

Moreover, when the palace master is here, why do the gods and yin spirits feel the danger?

Almost at the same time when the Palace Master arrived, the figure of the Ice Emperor, Na Yingzhuo, appeared not far from Yan Ying'er and Chi Kongle. He was dressed in white and his eyes were secluded. Against the backdrop of his delicate facial features, he gave people a sense of nobility. Elegant air.

The Ice King said: "You are here after all!"

The hall master fell to the ground, with the nineteen pairs of blood wings still spreading, and said, "I know, you are waiting for me here. Back then, this seat was all for your own good, so you shouldn't be so resentful. If it wasn't for this seat to help you Kill the undead bird, they may have killed you. Emotionally, you are too indecisive, this is not the flaw that the future hall master of the undead blood should have."

The Ice Emperor was silent for a long time, as if trying to control his emotions.

He looked up at the blood cloud that seemed to have been pressed to the top of his head, and said: "You are the master of the palace, you should bear the greatest responsibility for the undead blood, you should not bring outsiders. Are you so unconfident in yourself? You are all cultivating. Out of the nineteenth pair of blood wings, you have to join outsiders to kill me?"

"You should have known that if you found me, I would definitely not run away. I've been waiting for this day for a hundred thousand years!"