"Fight me?"
The strong wind is entrenched on the top of the mountain, and the Temple of Judgment will tremble.
The young man held the reverse scale and stepped on the corpses of the Northern League geniuses. He was full of blood and energy, and he no longer had the slightest fear of facing Smedley.
Smedley, who was dancing with blond hair, looked up to the sky and laughed, stood up suddenly, and said coldly, "Where do you get the confidence to fight me? You brat who can't even catch one of my moves, how do you know that Xuanjing is with you? The gap is so large that I can crush him with just one finger."
"Everyone, step back." Smedley floated his feet and rose up to the sky. With his hands on his back, his voice surged throughout the world. "The last time I didn't kill you, it was because I wanted to lure Emperor Ryuzaki over. Do you really think you are?" Can you take one of my moves?"
"Then give it a try!"
Luo Feng threw out the scale in his hand and stabbed it heavily into the floor.
Suddenly, the blood of the Ji family retracted into the sea of qi, and as the rhythm of war turned into the sound of drums, a bloody ripple exploded with Luo Feng as its source.
The second level of the Emperor's bloodline is at full firepower.
The heaven and earth shook, and blood mist rose into the sky.
A roar that shocked the world rang out, and the bloody giant, which reached nearly three hundred battles, spread its arms and rolled up the bloody storm.
Anger, endless anger caused the second-level combat power of the Luo Feng Emperor's bloodline to continue to rise.
finally! The long-awaited second-level bloodline form of the Emperor's bloodline was born.
Although it is not as huge as Di Wushuang, its overwhelming fighting spirit soars into the sky.
The geniuses of the six empires, suppressed by the terrifying posture, were breathless.
"Hmph, even if you activate all the second level of the Emperor's bloodline, the state is only at the limit level of Xiaoxiaoliuyoudong. You haven't even mastered the advanced form, so why don't you go back and call Emperor Ryuzaki who is hiding somewhere? bring it on."
"kill!"
Luo Feng's fighting spirit was high, and he followed the true nature of his bloodline to kill Smedley in the sky.
Seeing this, Tina, who was swaying in the wind, turned pale and said bluntly, "Crazy, really crazy. He dares to challenge Smedley, who can easily crush a lot of Jiuyou Xuanjing warriors." ah."
"Hey, are you really not going to help?" At the foot of the mountain, Heikai recognized Smedley and was surprised that this person turned out to be the follower who followed him to the Northern Territory that day.
Unexpectedly, this person was actually a Xuan Realm warrior and the Pope of the Judgment Temple.
He was really pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he was being fooled into thinking he was a monkey.
Teiryuuzaki's red hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and he chuckled.
"This kid seems to be stimulating his potential, but the anger is not enough. Maybe this is an opportunity."
"What opportunity?" Hei Kai was puzzled.
"The advanced form of the second level of the Imperial Bloodline is the passport to the third level."
"Only those who are truly descendants of God's blood can obtain this advanced certification, which is less than one-thousandth of a percent."
"So, he's not angry enough. I want to see if this kid can be a candidate for advancement in this rare environment."
Heikai remembered.
At that time, Di Wushuang transformed into a "bloodthirsty state," and his combat power was indeed extremely terrifying. He could definitely fight against the Qi Warriors who had all nine of the Nine Nether Caves of the Fallen Netherworld opened.
Almost crushing himself in every aspect.
"Can your son really complete the advancement?"
"Who knows?" Diryuqi spread his hands, "If he doesn't have that level, there will be no need to live."
"Instead of lingering in this world where the jungle is the strongest, as a descendant of the Imperial family, it is better to die in this place with honor."
"As expected of a member of the Imperial family, you are quite cold-blooded and ruthless."
"Wait a minute," Hei Kai's eyes narrowed, "Did you just say that the Emperor's bloodline has a third level?"
Di Ryuzaki raised the barrel, drank heavily, wiped his mouth, and showed his wild beast fangs, "You know nothing about the Di's bloodline. The third level is the true body that truly shows the Di's bloodline. Don't Speaking of this kid, even that kid Di Wushuang is still 10,000 years away from the third level form."
"Then have you achieved it?" Heikai took a breath.
The bloodthirsty advanced form of Di Wushuang's second level has reached the limit of Jiuyou.
Nadi Ryuzaki was at least infinitely close to the mysterious realm, and even entered the mysterious realm in some aspects.
In the vast and unknown realm of Xuanjing, if the third level of Emperor Ryuzaki had really been developed, what a terrifying scene it would be.
Thinking about it this way, Heikai broke into a cold sweat.
Has the gap between Tei Ryuzaki and himself really grown to such an insurmountable level in just over fifty years?
"Yes, due to some coincidences, I achieved it, but this is not the true third-level Imperial bloodline I wanted."
"What's the meaning?"
Di Ryuzaki smiled and said, "There are two ways to advance to the second level, you know, right?"
"Well, one is the bloodthirsty advanced form recorded in history. It turns consciousness into a beast and gains short-lived and more powerful explosive power."
"That's right, but this form has disadvantages, but it is a common development path for most descendants of the Imperial family."
"How should I put it? It's not bad, it's just not perfect enough. The truly perfect development route should be the so-called advanced form of a god that is less than one tens of thousands of times."
Teiryuuzaki took a sip of wine and said, "I can actually advance to the third level when I'm close to thirty-five years old."
"But I know very well that the path I am taking is the bloodthirsty advanced path. I thought I was a special chosen person. Unfortunately, over the years I have continuously improved myself and developed my body to the extreme, but the result has fundamentally changed. No, I am destined to follow the bloodthirsty route of God’s bloodline.”
"But..." Di Longqi looked at the top of the mountain, where the bloody giant narrowed his eyes, "The aura fluctuations produced by this boy's Di family bloodline are completely different from mine and Di Wushuang."
"Although he is far inferior to me and Di Wushuang now, but... in the special rhythm of the war between the Emperor's blood and the Emperor's blood, I think he might be one of the descendants of the Emperor's blood, and he is very likely to become a god. The chosen one."
The Emperor's bloodline is originally the strongest bloodline on the surface, an invincible existence standing at the top of the pyramid.
The third level is enough to stand out from the crowd in ancient times and even super ancient times.
So what kind of scenery is the third level in the form of a god, even Emperor Ryuzaki can't imagine.
Tei Ryuzaki's life was lonely and regretful.
He is feared by everyone in the martial arts world, but he knows very well that this era is weak and of low taste.
He is eager to meet an opponent, an opponent who can make his blood flow on the battlefield.
If he were born in ancient times, he might be able to die in battle with dignity, and he would definitely do so without hesitation.
Instead of saying that he brought Luo Feng here to stand up for him as an old man, it is better to say that he took advantage of this environment to cultivate an opponent for himself, an opponent who could truly activate his full firepower, kill himself, and sleep perfectly.
"This era is so boring, boy, prove it to me and vent all your anger."
"boom!"
A bloody afterimage suddenly fell from the top of the mountain and crashed into the snow-capped mountains thousands of meters away.
Suddenly the avalanche roared and rocks pierced through the air.
All the bones in Luo Feng's body were easily smashed to pieces by Smedley's palm, and his organs were almost destroyed.
This blow is just the most common blow in the Xuan Realm.
Can! Luo Feng was not knocked back to normal state.
Extreme anger caused his blood to intensify and burn.
He stood up again with difficulty under the rubble in the sky, and glared at the sky above the Temple of Judgment from the mountaintop under the storm, like Smedley, the supreme god and the powerful man in the mysterious realm.
At this time, Emperor Ryuzaki stood up, stepped on the wine barrel with one foot, and shouted to Luo Feng in the distance, "Cheer up for me, what are you doing, anger, give me more anger, I have already I’ve given you so many years, don’t let me down again, prove to me that you are the one with a one in ten thousand chance of being the chosen one.”
"Humph, Dilongqi?" In the sky, Smedley saw Dilongqi at the foot of the mountain and curled his lips.
He turned back and glanced at Xingtong, whose container was almost empty, and said secretly, "The show is about to begin, Diryuqi, although I have never fought against you, and I have only heard that you are terrible, but it doesn't matter. I hope this The power beneath the ground can make you happy.”
"Let's get started," Smedley's voice came into the underground experimental base.
The blood-colored liquid from countless conduits below was crazily injected into a monster in the underground ocean.
Suddenly the ice began to crack.
A special container placed on the monster, a naked Gilgamesh entrenched in the scarlet liquid.
On the instrument screens of scientists in various fields, the spiritual connection between Gilgamesh and the ancient creature perfectly matched.
The progress at this point is "one percent."
