From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Whether or not the accomplice's heart is an orphan, this ability is extremely terrible.

Three accomplices' hearts can be exchanged for the lives of any three peerless strongmen.

For any super power, it's a big killer!

Both Luo Zheng and Ling Shuang, as well as the ear mice are quite excited.

In particular, the hearts of the ear mice are wondering, only three accomplice hearts, how many will Luo Zheng give them? One or three? Is there any way to get more?

Just as Luo Zheng took another step forward to get close to those hearts, a huge face suddenly appeared on the top of the wide passage.

The face was so ugly that it looked like a rag. The two holes in the rag were his eyes.

"Wu..."

The rag like face whimpered, and many blood vessels attached to the top of the passage kept rolling, like curly leaves, forming eight blood whirlpools.

Ling Shuang and the ear mice have already known the power of the 19th way. If there is a slight disturbance, their vigilance will be greatly increased.

After seeing the blood pattern whirlpool, they retreated one after another, only Luo Zheng stood in place, staring at the blood pattern whirlpool.

"Wow

With the whirlpool of blood lines turning, eight huge blood hands stretched out from the whirlpool and photographed toward Luo Zheng.

Feeling the breath of the blood hand, Luo Zheng felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Although his physical body is enough to maneuver in the other side, Luo Zheng knows that he is by no means invincible.

The reason why the body can't escape to the other side is after the ancient god's body refining method was banned. Before that, a large number of wild gods entered the other side with the body, but where did these wild gods go?

Like the true God, the barren God will be endless once it is completed.

I'm afraid that the number of wild gods at that time was almost the same as the number of real gods now. They spread all over the mother world, but now they can't see any of them? It is not only that there is no mother world on the other side, but also that there is not one, which is unreasonable in itself.

According to Luo Zheng's conjecture, there must be some means to subdue the God of famine.

The first bloody hand slapped Luo Zheng at a very fast speed. Luo Zheng's hands were in front of the huge bloody hand.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

This slap on Luo Zheng's body made him fly out and hit the wall of the passage.

"Sure enough..."

Luo Zheng, leaning against the wall, frowned.

The power of the bloody hand broke through at least 300 Shenjun, which exceeded Luo Zheng's expectation.

"Mr. Tianxing..."

Seeing that Luo Zheng bumped into the wall, the earmice were also extremely surprised. If you could not fight against the bloody hand, the whole mother world would be invincible.

"Luo Zheng..." Ling Shuang meditates in her heart. This is the first time that she sees Luo Zheng's body suffer a loss.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

The "faces" on the wall made a collective sound, which seemed to be crying and laughing.

"It's OK," Luo Zheng left the wall and went to the bloody hands.

The power of three hundred Shenjun can't be taken by ordinary people on the other side of the sea, but it only makes Luo Zheng's blood surge.

It's a pity that he can't use the stone sealing solution, otherwise he can eat it even if he doubles it!

Hearing Luo Zheng's reply, the eared mice were a little relieved, and they were also amazed. If the slap just slapped them, the Yang soul would be destroyed in an instant, and the gap between the body and the Yang soul was too big.

"Wu -"

the huge face above the passage saw Luo Zheng coming again, and there was a hint of warning in the wailing.

Having come to this stage, what can scare Luo Zheng away?

After a few steps, he made a sudden effort under his feet, and the whole person rushed to one of the blood hands like an arrow.

"Hoo

The palm of that bloody hand was about the same size as Luo Zheng. When Luo Zheng rushed up, the bloody hand suddenly turned over and shoveled toward Luo Zheng.

"Totem of God of power!"

In the independent courtyard of Xinliu sword sect, the totem of power God in Luo Zheng's inner world burst out with great power, and the objects placed in the room were immediately pressed into powder by this breath!

Luo Zheng doesn't need to consume too much strength to deal with the Yang soul on the other side.

But when dealing with the "Yuanling Knight", Luo Zheng had to stimulate the power of the keepsake on the other side.

In front of these blood hand is not small, Luo Zheng can't despise!

"Hoo

At this moment, the power of the totem can't be used!

The five hundred shenjunli on the other side are extremely terrifying.

The eared mice felt the pressure of this power blooming and had to continue to retreat. Their Yang souls were extremely uncomfortable under this pressure."Boom!"

Blood hand and Luo Zheng's body impact together, see a piece of plasma blooming out.

There was a big hole in the middle of the bloody hand. Luo Zheng drilled through the middle of the bloody hand!

"Wu --"

the bloody hand seems to feel pain.

After being directly smashed by Luo Zheng, he kept shaking. The face on the passage even made a sound like crying and laughing. The other seven blood hands were photographed towards Luo Zheng from different directions.

"But this skill..."

The corner of Luo Zheng's mouth raised a touch of radian.

In the temple, he couldn't get away from the other side, so before entering the temple, Luo Zheng had made careful preparations and poured a lot of divine crystals into the keepsake on the other side.

The power of the other side of the totem is very abundant, he has no worries, wantonly extracting the power of the other side!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

His foot's step left protrudes again, every palm pats to oneself, Luo Zheng then suddenly sends out the strength, or hits with the elbow, or carries the double fists, either penetrates the palm, or hits in the wrist place, breaks the wrist!

The scream of the face at the top of the passage hardly stopped.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

After a while, the eight bloody hands were all broken by Luo Zheng.

Among them, six blood hands retracted into the whirlpool of blood lines, while two of those cut off by Luo Zheng were beating gently on the ground, and the two huge hands gradually lost their vitality.

"Done!"

Luo Zheng turns to Ling Shuang to say.

The eared mice hiding in the rear came over from the narrow passage with a stream of forehead, a burst of squeaking, a burst of flattery to Luo Zheng

"Zhizhi, take these two blood hands," one of the eared mice said to himself. He was going to offer a Xumi ring to take it in.

"Wait a minute," Luo Zheng said suddenly, "these two blood hands were cut off by me. Naturally, I will take them in."

These eared mice had taken the broken bones as their own. Luo Zheng and Ling Shuang didn't speak. They didn't come to collect the rags. They didn't want the soul pill and Shenjing as much as the eared mice. They turned a blind eye to them and let them pick them up.

But these two blood hands are obviously not ordinary things. How could he give them to the ear mouse?