Hearing the old man's verbosity, Emperor Xin just frowned, but... he didn't hide his displeasure at all.
The skinny old man also felt out of place and didn't say much.
After a while, Emperor Xin slowly stared at the old man.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The old man's body trembled, and his expression suddenly changed. "I don't dare, I just feel..."
"What do you think?"
Emperor Xin's face gradually turned cold, the surrounding space began to fluctuate, and a huge pressure suddenly gathered. This... is the pressure of a saint! And it’s not the pressure that ordinary saints can cause!
Only then did the old man realize that it turned out...it turned out! Unknowingly, Young Master Emperor Xin's cultivation has reached such a terrifying level! The former playboy has now grown to the point where even he has to look up to him.
"I hope you have followed my father sincerely for many years. I will spare you this time, but next time... you will die! Jiang Er, how can you say such nonsense!"
There wasn't much sound, and there wasn't much murderous intent! But just with that look... the old man was covered in burly hair! It's too terrifying. Emperor Xin's cultivation level is currently beyond his ability to guess!
"Young Master, what is your cultivation level!?"
"No need to say more, go and ask Elder Ji to come. If you delay the reunion of Jiang Er's soul, I want you all to be buried with him."
"Yes, young master."
How dare you say more? It's not like he doesn't know the young master's temper. He is a master that even the God Emperor dares to attack! So after bringing Elder Na Ji, the two of them invited Emperor Xin to the white altar together.
This place is incompatible with the whole world. The white altar is made of bone powder, which is extremely mysterious. It is constructed by the elder Shenji Pavilion using countless corpses of the Corpse Puppet Sect. The resentment is soaring!
There is a man in black robes on top of the altar. He is a pavilion elder whom Emperor Xin paid an unknown price to invite from the closed Shenji Pavilion. Although this man's cultivation level is not at the Holy level, he has many Holy levels. What he can't do, he can! Therefore, he is indispensable for this matter.
There are seven blue flames hovering in the air here. Below the altar is a circular blood pool, with bloody waves surging in the blood pool.
There is a mysterious pattern directly in front of you, which makes people dizzy when looking at it, as if the most mysterious pattern in the world chooses people to eat.
"Young Master Emperor Xin!"
Seeing Di Xin coming, Mr. Shenjigege said in a hoarse voice, with an extra pleading in his eyes.
"Are you all ready?"
The emperor was very excited, he would be able to see his Jiang Er soon.
"Everything is ready, young master, just put the true dragon soul blood into the blood pool. Young master... don't forget the agreement you made with me." The elders of Shenji Pavilion were very arrogant! But this one knelt down directly to the emperor's heart on the altar. It could be seen that what he asked for was extremely important to him.
"Don't worry, I won't give you anything less, but...if this doesn't work out, I will tell Shenji Pavilion everything you did. You will know what the consequences will be." Emperor Xin nodded. The cigarette blew out a smoke ring, and there was a hint of crazy excitement in his eyes.
"Buzz!"
A drop of bright red blood condensed on the fingertips of Emperor Xin. There was a tiny little dragon hovering in this soul essence blood. It looked exactly like Yu Yue's body. It looked a bit awkward.
"If it succeeds, Yu Yue, I owe you a share of karma."
He whispered and flicked the blood essence into the blood pool.
"One hundred and twenty spiritual objects are ready. Young Master, step back and I will begin!"
"Okay...ok..."
Up to this moment, the emperor's heart had begun to tremble. The person he thought about day and night, spent nearly a thousand years of energy, was about to meet again...
Thinking of these, he was already incoherent, and even lost the majesty of the saint and the young master of Shenlu! Compared with Jiang Er, these... what do they count?
He took a heavy puff of the cigarette in his hand, and as the smoke rose, he took a slow puff, and finally Di Xin felt a little calmer.
"What a good thing. I don't know why there are so many dragons... Huh, since I owe karma, if he loses, I won't kill him, then... Is he suitable to be a mount, or is he suitable to be a follower? In fact, is he suitable to be a mount or a follower? Riding a dragon and traveling through time with Jiang Er is also a good choice..."
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In a very mysterious place, Yu Yue and Zhuge Hei are still killing monsters... Well, Yin Ling, this is not killing monsters, this is to solve the hidden dangers in the Gods Continent in the future! If so many Yin spirits got out, wouldn't it be a disaster?
At this time, Yu Yue and Zhuge Hei had nearly 500,000 bloody pills in their pockets. Most of the Yin Spirit hurricanes they encountered were composed of eighth-level tribulation stages. One or two at the top of the hurricane One, even reached the Heaven-Stepping Realm!
And there are even more entities that can take shape. For example, a group of people that Yu Yue just chopped to death actually took the form of dragons in the form of hurricanes, but...this dragon was covered in carrion and had an extremely stench, which simply insulted the appearance of the dragon clan.
At that time, Yu Laosi slashed him with one sword. How could a mere Yin spirit be able to compete with the might of the saint? With one strike of the sword, he was wiped out in ashes!
"Only dragons with unqualified looks will become wild monsters and ugly creatures."
"Ahem..."
"However, Yu is the most handsome Delong!"
"No, why is my bloodline fluctuating? It seems to be slightly missing...what's the reason?" Suddenly Yu Yue frowned, his bloodline was slightly missing, although it was not even a ten thousand dragon scale. Go ahead, but it's really missing a little bit.
"Brother Yu, I feel the aura of Yin Sheng. I can't deal with it." But at this time, Zhuge Hei got closer to Yu Yue and swallowed a mouthful of pill. If he hadn't been a descendant of Taoism and his skills could restrain evil spirits, he might have I can't stand it now.
But now, what he feels is the breath of Yin Sheng!
"The elixirs made in the Yin Sanctuary must be of the highest quality. Xiao Hei, let's be prepared. If there are too many holy-level Yin spirits, we will leave immediately." Yu Yue could not care less about losing that little bit of blood power at this time. , directly take out the Poseidon Trident.
Facing the Yin Spirit of the Holy Level, he must not be careless. Yu Yue does not want to follow in the footsteps of those two Southern Barbarian Saint-level physical cultivators. He is very stable and easy to defeat!
Of course Yu Yue didn't know that his lack of bloodline power was due to two drops of soul blood being secretly taken away by him during the battle with Emperor Xin Daonian.
He didn't even know that things from the Battle of Dao Nian could be taken out, such as the Lotus King in the Emperor's Heart, or...his soul blood!
At this time, at the altar of the Divine Emperor's Palace in Shenlu, the elder of the Shenji Pavilion took out ten pieces of jade and placed them one by one, each one emitting a dark red bloodthirsty light.
He wanted to seek the emperor's heart, and at this time, only the Divine Emperor's Palace could do it! So...he did not hesitate to steal the essence and blood of all the corpses of the Corpse Puppet Sect and mix them into a blood pool. He also killed ten girls with the same fate in the mortal world, refined their flesh and blood, kept their bones, and even sealed their souls in their bones. middle.
Such cruel methods are not allowed even by Shenji Pavilion!
