The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

There is always a hint of thought in Hou Tu's eyes. They Wu Clan are good at the physical body. In their early days, they once tested whether ordinary humans could accept their blood!

In the end, none of them succeeded, but she also knew that the most indispensable thing in this world was a miracle. Chu Heng was able to get brother Jumang's menstrual blood, so he could only say that he was destined for the Wu Clan!

She had heard about Chu Heng a long time ago, but she hadn't planned to meet him before. If she hadn't heard that he had something to do with Zhu Jiuyin, Houtu wouldn't have asked Chu Heng to come here!

"You came to me for such a thing?"

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"There are other things, I wonder if you want to fuse my blood essence?"

Empress Hou Tu put away the thoughts in her heart, and said to Chu Heng with a little smile in her eyes.

"What conditions?!"

Chu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly. There is no free lunch in the world. He knew very well that Zhu Jiuyin was also one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in ancient times. How could the Empress Houtu, who was related to him, help him? This is Zhu Jiuyin's enemy people!

Is it just because I have Jumang's essence and blood?This joke is not funny!

He believed that Houtu absolutely knew about his battle against Zhu Jiuyin a while ago.

"Hehe, are these really important? If you really feel uneasy in your heart, then you should owe me a promise!"

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There was a hint of memory in Houtu's eyes, and there was a little sadness in the smile on her face. If it wasn't because she had more important things to do, she would have left the underworld long ago and went to find Zhu Jiuyin to settle accounts!

When Chu Heng heard this, he knew that Empress Houtu didn't ask for anything in return at all. With her majestic saint-level strength, she would give herself a drop of blood essence as long as she made a promise.

"Don't think too much, even if you have the innate treasure to protect you, if I want to kill you, it will be like crushing an ant!"

Houtu felt Chu Heng's doubts, and there was a little sarcasm on his face. In the underworld, even a saint can make him come and go!

She didn't want to say anything more to Chu Hengduo, she stretched out her hand, and a drop of blood exuding endless coercion was forced out from between her fingers, and with a flick of her finger, before Chu Heng could react, she shot into it. into his body!

"boom!"

Although Chu Heng still had deep doubts in his heart, the menstrual essence and blood that had entered his body at this time directly fused with the blood in his body, and the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu began to operate involuntarily!

"what!"

Although he has experienced the fusion of blood essence once, but this time it is the blood essence of a saint, which is completely different from the last time he fused the blood essence of Jumang. At the pinnacle, just this drop of essence and blood can make him explode and die in an instant! .

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Chapter [-] Fighting Again

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"Crack, click!"

Chu Heng's bones made a burst of sound, and the bones were reorganized again and again under the blood essence of the Empress Houtu. He felt that his blood seemed to be ignited by fire, and there were bursts of intense pain. Martial arts are inevitable. It's eroding his nerves!

Although Empress Houtu's blood essence did not exude his tyrannical aura under her intentional control, compared to Chu Heng's body, the blood essence level is too high. +]

Chu Heng was running the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art crazily all the time, absorbing the energy of blood essence, but he still felt like a drop in the bucket, and his body might burst at any time.

"Physical strength is still not enough!"

Empress Houtu looked at Chu Heng with a pale face. At this time, Chu Heng had become a blood man. The blood in his body kept seeping out along the hair "three zero zero" holes towards the body surface.

Inside his body, there seemed to be a monster making waves. The surface of his body sometimes swelled and sometimes shrunk. Chu Heng's handsome face was completely changed at this time.

Empress Houtu knew very well that Chu Heng was a human race after all, and she didn't want the Wu clan to have a strong body by nature, which could better absorb and refine their own blood essence.

But she also believes that Chu Heng will survive without any danger. When she saw Chu Heng for the first time, she found that Chu Heng's luck was like billowing wolf smoke, shooting straight above his head for nine days. Compared with this The son of luck of the era, Sun Wukong's luck is many times stronger!

People in the world often say 'no good fortune to suffer', but Chu Heng will not die because of chance!

"Damn it!"

Chu Heng felt the rampant blood essence in his body like a savage dragon, and a trace of urgency rose in his heart. He was awed that his body was being tempered by the blood essence, and its strength was increasing at an extremely fast speed. The damage caused by the body is even stronger!

Originally, he thought that he could receive the blood essence of Yimang, who was also one of the ancestor witches, not long after his ascension. Even if he accepted the blood essence of Empress Houtu again at this time, it would not be too dangerous!

It's a pity that he forgot that Gou Mang had died many years ago, and his body had also turned into the ancestral vein of Dongsheng Shenzhou, but the energy contained in the blood essence was not very small, but it was by no means comparable to the quasi-sage level blood!

What's more, at this time, Empress Tu has already become a saint-level power. Even if she can't be the same as when she just ascended, the gap between the blood of the two places is bigger than her own growth!

While Chu Heng was in a trance, he seemed to see the scene of Pangu opening up the world with a huge ax in his hand again. The anxiety in his heart was replaced by a moment of pride. What happened, suddenly turned into a little sheep. ~)~)

Although the energy contained in it is still unparalleled, it is infinitely better than the situation just now!

Chu Heng didn't care about the essence and blood at this time, because he didn't expect to fuse the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches again and feel Pangu's figure again!

At this time, all his thoughts were devoted to the upright Pangu, as if he felt the unwillingness and unyielding in Pangu's body!

"Father!"

The Empress Houtu from the outside world, with deep shock in her eyes, actually felt the aura of the Father God from Chu Heng's body, and her eyes were instantly filled with tears!

She felt as if she had returned to the era when the witch clan was rising. In that era, the breath of the father god always existed, and the faces of those brothers and younger brothers flashed before her eyes from time to time.

After a brief shock, Empress Houtu looked at Chu Heng with a strange look in her eyes.

"How is this going!"

In the depths of a mountain thousands of miles away from the underworld, a huge black dragon opened its eyes suddenly, and two faint lights shot out from its pupils, looking towards the direction of the underworld!