Five Elements Heaven

Besides, a mere red pupil dares to claim the title of emperor?

Emperor Sheng's tone was contemptuous. He put down the tea cup in his hand, and the flash of light in his eyes revealed that he was aroused.

Among the leaders of the past, the second generation can only be regarded as ordinary. His talent is okay, but he is not very outstanding. He is also soft-tempered. There were many people who were dissatisfied with him at that time, and some even contradicted him face to face. Emperor Sheng snorted coldly: Huh, I don’t know how he can bear it?”

Bei Shuisheng wanted to laugh, but he held it back and pretended to hold up the tea cup to hide his expression.

When it comes to forbearance, there is really no one who can compare with him. Emperor Sage's tone was full of admiration and emotion, and he continued: Before Chitong was resurrected, the second generation's life was mediocre, mediocre, and without any achievements. On the contrary, It’s because of the red eyes and demonic thoughts in his body that he is awe-inspiring.”

What are demonic thoughts?

Well, Chi Tong was born due to wishes, and the blood sacrifice became stronger. What he learned was mixed, including the blood cultivation method, and the power of meditation. The two went in opposite directions and restrained each other. Chi Tong is also a person, and he was able to successfully fuse it and cultivate it. Half-god and half-demon body. He uses the method of meditation to practice blood spiritual power, step by step, without seeking any shortcuts. Therefore, the blood spiritual power is majestic and pure, majestic and upright, without a trace of evil. He practices with the method of blood cultivation. The power of wish is refined, strange, unpredictable, and extremely sinister.

Bei Shuisheng listened with rapt attention. His Majesty's insights on cultivation are unparalleled in the world. It is also a pleasure to listen to his explanation. When I heard such a strange name, I couldn't help but ask: Death Demonic Thought?

Death leads to life, borrowing the wish of cause and effect from Zen practice. There was no trace of filth in his blood and spiritual power during his lifetime, and his demonic thoughts were full of vitality, peaceful and righteous, so he was able to trick so many barbarians into worshiping him. When he was about to die, , Demonic thoughts wither like flowers and form. Intangible and qualityless, if you encounter a host, the host's mind is the soil, sprouting, growing, and blooming again. Ours is imitation, and it can be regarded as our pitiful harvest from the demonic thoughts, but it is a pity that the power Far from it. Otherwise, how could I give She Yu the divine blood? Your intercession for her is certainly one of the reasons, and it is also one of the reasons why she can refine it. I want to see what changes the divine blood will have on her.

Bei Shuisheng suddenly realized: Your Majesty is wise! I just don't know who the host of the flower sacrifice technique was planted by She Yu? It's my fault that I didn't ask.

That's not important. Emperor Sheng waved his hand: Let's talk about Chi Tong.

His expression also became serious. Although he was contemptuous of Chitong in words, he actually didn't underestimate her in his heart.

So it makes sense for Chitong to be called the Demon God. Every drop of divine blood shines brightly, and even a stupid person can know that it is extraordinary. But if you covet the power of divine blood, your mind will be eroded. It is usually dormant. Without moving, when a flaw appears in the host's mind, it suddenly bursts out, making it hard to guard against. Before the second generation was taken away, there was no sign at all, and that's why the night of blood winter happened.

After killing hundreds of people in a row, the second generation finally regained some clarity. He entered the animal cage, put a bloodletting lock on himself and cut off his limbs.

The Emperor's face was expressionless and his voice was low.

Bei Shuisheng's heart palpitated when he heard it. He could imagine how thrilling and blood-stained the night was. The second generation was so decisive when he entered the animal cage.

The divine blood is so powerful, but in a moment, the severed limbs began to grow and heal. Fortunately, there is a bloodletting lock. Oh, you probably don't know this thing. The bloodletting lock is prepared for wild beasts. It is first-class domineering and fierce. Once it is put on, It is absolutely impossible to take it off. It has thirty-six bleeding grooves all over the body, which can bleed continuously. The bleeding process is extremely painful, and no matter how powerful the wild beast is, it cannot last three days.

Bei Shuisheng held his breath.

The Emperor's Saint's tone was cold and indifferent: The second generation, oh, it can also be said to be Chi Tong, endured nine days and nine nights, but finally couldn't bear the pain and exploded to death. We collected a large amount of blood, and the Beast Gu Palace is still there He made many attempts. We later perfected the method of cultivating blood spiritual power, and the Second Generation was indispensable. After the Second Generation, and before me, no one dared to try divine blood.

Bei Shuichang let out a long breath: It's really...tragic.

Tragic? Emperor Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously smiling but could not express his coldness: All the foundations of all ages come from dry bones. These dry bones have enemies, but how can they not be without their own people?

Bei Shuisheng pondered: Then Ai Hui was snatched away by Chi Tong. Could it be that he also swallowed the divine blood?

It should be. Emperor Sage said: When the Beast Gu Palace was studying the divine blood and demonic thoughts, it was speculated that there should be ten drops of divine blood. It is difficult to estimate the blood spiritual power, but the demonic thoughts can see traces. We have on hand Five drops, and there are five drops left outside. The drop after the explosion of the second generation fell into the hands of the Patriarch. I used two drops myself, rewarded She Yu with one drop, and left one drop. Dai Gang covets the divine blood. For a long time, his relationship has quite the same purpose, and he must have wanted to learn something from it. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. Last time, the divine blood of the Wei Chamber of Commerce was taken away by the Yinlun swordsman Chu Chaoyang. Unexpectedly Falling into Ai Hui's hands, it seems that Chu Chaoyang is most likely impersonated by Ai Hui.

If Ai Hui knew that Emperor Sheng was so crooked, he didn't know how he would feel.

Bei Shuisheng suddenly thought of a question: Will She Yu be confused?

Haha, of course not. Emperor Sheng laughed: Chitong underestimates the heroes of the world. Since the second generation, everyone has understood that the blood spiritual power has flaws, and they have been thinking about how to make up for the flaws. In my hands, I finally made up for it. Flaws have allowed the Kingdom of God to grow so far. Divine blood is no more than poison to other people, but to me, the blood cultivator of the Kingdom of God, it is the supreme thing. However, the blood spiritual power is too powerful, and the non-bloodline talents are outstanding. It’s unbearable.”

Bei Shuisheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously: How did your Majesty break the evil thoughts of death?

The smile on Emperor Sheng's face remained, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became deep and elusive, as if he was recalling something. For some reason, Bei Shuisheng felt that the surroundings suddenly seemed to have become much colder.

Then it's a long story. Emperor Sage changed the subject: Ai Hui is not without a chance! Although he is vicious and domineering, he is not without restrictions. Meditation on cause and effect is never about unilateral robbery. The path of meditation that he follows, then There is no way to escape this category. What is taken is given, and what is given is blood and spiritual power, which feeds back the flesh and blood of the host.

Bei Shuisheng was confused when he heard it. He had never practiced before, and he was a little confused when he heard the details.

The Emperor Sage ignored him and said directly with great interest: Seize a body, seize a body, what you take is never yours. The body is not just a shell, the connection between the mind, soul and flesh and blood is so close and mysterious. Strong flesh and blood will nourish it. The mind and soul of the host. This is the reason why the flesh and blood are strong but the mind is strong. If the host's mind is very different from that of Chi Tong, these nourishments will be useless. But if the host's mind is equally strong, or the difference is not that big, with this help, That’s hard to say.”

Bei Shuisheng heard some clues: Does Your Majesty think Ai Hui has a strong mind?

Emperor Sheng said leisurely: The sound of the sword is clearer and longer, and it is not tainted with any blood. Don't you think it is a little incompatible with the bloody light in the sky?

Will Ai Hui win?

Haha, it depends on his luck.

Your Majesty seems to be quite interested in Ai Hui?

Yes, of course I am interested in the second guy who was possessed by the red-eyed death seed. There are others who are more interested than us.

Will the Patriarch meet?

Ye? Why?

hehe.

In the empty wilderness, two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air.

One of them was a man in his mid-twenties, wearing a black cloak that covered his whole body. A small section of the lining of the cloak was exposed, which was bright red. The man's appearance is rather androgynous, with delicate facial features, a hint of cinnabar on his forehead, and a faint aura of sadness all over his body.

He is the second Patriarch of the Patriarchate, with a red face.

The tall woman next to Hong Rongyan has a pair of slender legs. Her face was like a peach blossom, charming and delicate, but her eyes were cold and emotionless. The skin all over the body was white and crystal clear, as if it could be broken by a blow.

Astonishingly, it was Qiu Shui, the ninth Patriarch of the Patriarchal Society, who had been seriously injured by Ai Hui before.

On Qiu Shui's shoulder, there was a palm-sized human-shaped clay doll with a crude shape. It was a clay doll that Master Shao had made casually that day.

The little clay doll suddenly made a sweet voice: The distance is not far away. I can feel his breath. It's such a disgusting smell of blood.

The voice of the little clay doll turned out to be the voice of autumn water, and the autumn water was motionless, like a cold and beautiful sculpture.

Hong Rongyan asked calmly: Which direction?

Qiu Shui raised his finger and pointed to the left.

The little clay doll made a sound like autumn water and said: Over there.

It then gritted its teeth and said: Haha, it turns out that enemies don't meet each other. Ai Hui, you are dead!

Hong Rongyan said calmly: He can't die. We have to catch Chi Tong. Only with Chi Tong can we crack the real secret.

I don't think it's necessary. The little clay puppet snorted: I have begun to master new powers. Even Chi Tong, unless he can completely seize the body, is not my opponent.

The words are full of confidence.

That's enough! A trace of displeasure flashed in Hong Rongyan's eyes, staring at the little clay doll, and said coldly: I don't want anything to go wrong in capturing Chi Tong this time. Do you understand?

The little clay doll was obviously in awe of Hong Rongyan, and muttered: I'm just talking about someone so cruel...

Hong Rong's eyes were a little softer. He looked at Qiu Shui and the little clay doll in a trance, and murmured: We finally succeeded, after how many years... we died without regrets.

The little clay doll also became silent, motionless in Qiu Shui, like a lifeless doll.

After a moment, it said softly: Don't just talk about death.

Well, I won't die. Hong Rongyan's eyesight returned to clarity.

How could you die if you didn't tell Blood of God and those traitors that we were coming?