The furnishings of the hut are simply too simple.
There is only a table with this method and a drop of blood on it.
That drop of blood has existed for hundreds of years, and it still has not dried up, exuding divine power.
Ling Xiaoman didn't know whose blood it was.
In short, it can't be Zero's blood.
The reason is very simple. Zero is not powerful enough to allow a drop of blood to dry up for such a long time. This is many times more difficult than leaving a breath lingering!
"It is this drop of blood that provides power to the flame. Five hundred years later, the power in the blood still has not dissipated."
Ling Xiaoman realized this and felt particularly shocked.
"What kind of blood is this drop of blood? Is it the blood of other creatures in the nine heavens?"
Ling Xiaoman thought for a while and decided to take the drop of blood away.
If you can digest the essence, it will definitely bring you a lot of benefits!
Perhaps, taking away this drop of blood will have some impact on Jiutian Continent.
But with the Sanctuary and the Federation handling it, with so many Supremes, they can definitely handle it.
The Federation is now looking for me, so I need to give the Federation some color.
"I'll take this drop of blood!"
Ling Xiaoman stretched out his hand and took the drop of blood in his hand.
The blood was thick, like amber.
After taking it in his hand, bursts of thunder power erupted to protect Ling Xiaoman!
"What a coincidence, this is actually the white tiger's blood?"
Ling Xiaoman was particularly surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood.
Only the blood of the white tiger can suppress such evil spirits.
He swallowed the drop of blood in one gulp.
Unexpectedly, the blood had been eroded by poisonous gas, and there was not much real white tiger essence and blood left.
However, his physique can remove impurities and eliminate all poisonous gases.
The remaining essence and blood were also tripled by the constitution.
The thunder power in his body was already running low, but now that it was replenished, it became even stronger than before.
This gave him a new understanding of the White Tiger's power. He immediately simulated the White Tiger's spiritual energy flow and deduced the White Tiger's power bit by bit.
This method has also been pushed to a whole new level by him, and it can already explode thirty times!
"A thirty-fold explosion can produce 24 million kilograms of force. There is no need to use a dragon-slaying bow."
Because he could already draw the dragon-slaying bow to full capacity before.
Now with the dragon-slaying bow, the power is a bit redundant.
"We should use the Nine-Blade Combat Technique, plus my Ten Thousand Thousand Thousand Art Techniques. The two combat methods are superimposed. One strike will weigh almost fifty million kilograms!"
Fifty million pounds, he can kill even an eighth-grade warrior!
It's different when you meet a ninth-grade warrior.
Because a ninth-level warrior at the peak has a strength of fifty million kilograms, and using a ninth-level fighting method, he can explode with four hundred and fifty million kilograms, which can easily crush him.
However, among his peers, he should be said to be invincible.
After digesting the blood, Ling Xiaoman originally wanted to leave.
But they found a magic circle appearing underground.
"Was there a magic circle before?"
Ling Xiaoman frowned. It seemed that he had never seen this magic circle.
It was after the blood was taken away by him that the magic circle appeared.
He observed the magic circle carefully and felt that the magic circle was somewhat similar to the teleportation circle he had stepped into before.
"I wonder where the magic circle will be teleported to?"
Ling Xiaoman stepped into it.
Soon, we entered a small, lifeless courtyard.
The setting sun reflected on the body of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man sat quietly cross-legged, facing a tree...
Broken finger!
Ling Xiaoman didn't know how long the severed finger had been there, but it still had its own life and could be moved!
It was so weird to have fingers that were still alive after leaving the body, and it made Ling Xiaoman's back feel chilly.
"No one has been here for over two hundred years."
The middle-aged man said: "It's a pity that a young boy is here."
Ling Xiaoman walked over and glanced at the middle-aged man, a little surprised.
Because the middle-aged man's face looks very similar to mine.
No, there is a high probability that he looks like a middle-aged man.
"Are you my father Ling Yun?"
Ling Xiaoman was a little excited! He was abandoned by his parents when he was born and was left in the care of his older brother.
Did he actually see his father today?
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I am zero."
Ling Xiaoman was a little disappointed, but at the same time he suddenly realized: "No wonder, they all said that you are no longer in this world, and thought that you had crossed the Tianyuan and gone to the real Nine Heavens."
Ling shook his head and said: "No, I have always been here to suppress this severed finger. Fortunately, I found a drop of the blood essence of the ancient evil god White Tiger deep in the abyss, so I can suppress it until now."
"Whose severed finger is this?"
"The severed finger of someone who once broke Jiutian was probably captured by the fierce white tiger. If I leave, this severed finger will leave this place, and the entire Jiutian Continent will be devastated." Ling said.
Ling Xiaoman shook his head: "It's not worth it. You have invested your whole life in it, but no one knows your contribution."
Zero laughed loudly: "I'm just a puppet, what's the point of it?"
Ling Xiaoman's eyes widened in disbelief!
Zero, who is known as the strongest, is actually a puppet?
This reminded Ling Xiaoman of the puppets in Guanxiang Mountain before. They were all killed by Guanxiang Taoists, who refined their bodies into puppets and then imprisoned their souls in them.
Is Zero also such a puppet?
However, when Ling Xiaoman asked, Ling shook his head: "No, I'm just a puppet made by one person. You want to use me as an independent clone, because I'm just an experiment, so my name is 'Ling'. Full name, I should be called 'Experimental Clone Zero'."
Ling Xiaoman was a little curious and touched Ling's body.
It is almost like human flesh and blood, exactly the same, and there is no sign of a puppet at all.
"Can you have descendants?" Ling Xiaoman asked.
"able."
Zero's mood was very calm. He was just like an ordinary puppet. He would say whatever others asked him.
However, Ling Xiaoman suddenly thought of something, his face turned ugly, and he said: "Ling Yun is also a puppet?"
Ling shook his head and said: "No, you are saying the opposite. Ling Yun is the original body and I am the independent clone."
"What?"
Ling Xiaoman was dumbfounded. He felt that the amount of information was too great and he didn't react for a long time.
The so-called strongest Zero is actually just a puppet of his father?
Need to calm down.
He asked a lot more questions before he was sure.
Yes, as the strongest Zero, he is indeed his father's puppet.
and……
Zero does have descendants.
They are the offspring born and raised together with Luo Shen.
Ling Xiaoman was a little confused. He didn't know what his relationship was with the descendants of Luo Shen.
Especially Luo Zheng and Luo Li.
Considered his nephews and nieces?
"This space is not the place you should come. Go back. This is where puppets like me should stay." Zero said.
Ling Xiaoman asked again: "What about my father?"
"About nine days."
Ling Xiaoman was satisfied, thanked Ling, and left this space.
Then, walk out of the hut.
I found that the sea of fire outside had disappeared.
The poisonous gas around has spread! And they all avoid themselves like snakes and scorpions.
After leaving the poisonous gas range, Ling Xiaoman rubbed his eyes and looked at the dozing woman in the distance. He suddenly rubbed his eyes and burst into tears.
