Tu Qilin's saliva is not smelly. On the contrary, it is filled with a refreshing fragrance because it has been devouring holy grass and elixir all year round.
But in Shen Chenfeng's view, saliva is just saliva.
No matter how fragrant Tu Qilin's saliva was, he felt it stunk.
What a joke.
The majestic Cang Qiong Sword Emperor was actually soaked in Tu Qilin's saliva.
If word spread, wouldn't it make people laugh to death?
However, his injuries were too serious, and Tu Qilin would force him back every time before he jumped out of the pool.
After several times in a row, Shen Chenfeng had exhausted all his strength.
"You little bitch, wait until I recover and see how I can deal with you."
Shen Chenfeng no longer resisted. He took out a few Myogenic White Bone Pills from the Shifang Ring to prevent the injury from worsening. Immediately, he took a deep breath and quietly circulated the Nine Heavens Taixuan Sutra.
After regaining some of his divine power, Shen Chenfeng made a hand with his hands and recited a spell.
Suddenly, his whole body emitted a faint green light, bursting with vitality.
"The Mysterious Art of Creation of Life and Death is the most powerful magical power of life in ancient times. It is said that there once was a powerful monk who, with a single thought, turned a place that had been dead for ten thousand years into a holy place."
Tu Qilin showed an expression of surprise on his face and said: "I never expected that you, a young boy who knows a lot at such a young age, can actually know this kind of ancient magical power that has been lost for a long time."
Shen Chenfeng sneered and did not answer.
Thousands of years ago, he was playing in the mortal world and accidentally met a Jedi.
Later, he felt that this piece of Jedi land was too dead, so he used his magical power to rekindle the land of Jedi and turned it into the world-famous Wuji Immortal Sect.
If there were no accidents, the powerful monk Tu Qilin mentioned was the same person he once was.
But a hero doesn't mention his former bravery. When he heard about the past, Shen Chenfeng didn't care and chose to ignore it automatically and laugh it off.
However, this incident also proves from the side that there is no doubt about the power of the Mysterious Art of Creation of Life and Death.
When Shen Chenfeng used this magical power, the injuries on the surface of his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the terrifying knife mark on the abdomen, which was so deep that the bone was visible, gradually healed slowly.
Then, a powerful voice came from his body.
Boom, boom, boom!
The dragon's heart regained its vitality and beat suddenly, like the god of war beating a drum, making a huge roaring sound.
The dried blood suddenly surged and roared in the body like the Yangtze River.
The broken keel grew again, like crystal, crystal clear.
Under the beating of the dragon's heart, his internal organs gradually returned to their original state. Even stronger and tougher than before.
They are arranged together in a mysterious order, like an impregnable formation.
But the most surprising thing is that there is an extra heart in Shen Chenfeng's abdomen.
This heart is completely black and filled with endless darkness.
It’s the Heart of the Demonic Dragon!
"Two hearts are equivalent to two lives. Even if my heart is broken in the future, it will not have much impact on me."
Shen Chenfeng opened his eyes suddenly, and the light in his eyes shot out like a sharp sword, splitting the entire pool in half.
If it is not broken, it cannot be established; if it is broken, it will be established!
Although Shen Chenfeng was taken away by the demon soul and suffered unprecedented heavy injuries. But after this training, his Nine Saints body was stronger than before.
Even if he transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, he would feel relaxed and comfortable, and he would no longer have the feeling of being powerless as before.
The only regret is that after the destruction of the Jiutian Taimo Sutra, Shen Chenfeng's strength plummeted and he has fallen to the third level of the Celestial Realm.
But to Shen Chenfeng, it was nothing at all.
Now that he has hundreds of millions of spiritual stones, it is not difficult to practice again.
"This is where?"
After Shen Chenfeng recovered from his injuries, he had time to observe his surroundings.
This is an extremely majestic hall, reaching the top, with thousands of miles of sky, the land of Luanchuan River, gentle wind and calm clouds, just like a small world.
His location was impressively above the Nine Heavens.
Just like the gods in myths and legends, looking down here, you can overlook the entire earth.
Shen Chenfeng was naturally very familiar with the scene here.
Because he once ruled all the races in the world and the entire Shenwu Dynasty in this hall.
"Lingxiao Palace!"
Shen Chenfeng looked behind him. In the deepest part of the cloud, there stood a huge throne.
Directly in front of the throne is the Sendai.
Shen Chenfeng's eyes narrowed and he saw countless pictures reflected on the immortal platform. Through these pictures, you can have a clear view of the entire underground palace of ghosts and gods and all the scenes.
It's a formation platform!
"You brat, as long as you refine this formation platform, you can control the entire underground palace of ghosts and gods."
Tu Qilin put away his true body and turned into a local dog, saying: "You made me eat so many beast god pills. Now I save your life and take you to the deepest part of the ghost and god underground palace. Let's The grievances between them have been settled."
Shen Chenfeng stared at the formation platform, looking a little dazed.
After a long while.
He suddenly smiled and said: "This is a blinding method, not a formation platform at all. As long as you squeeze out the blood and refine it with drops of blood, this Immortal Platform can use the blood to cast forbidden spells and kill everything connected with your blood." people."
"impossible!"
Tugou was shocked. He looked at the Immortal Platform with its image changing and said, "This Immortal Platform is filled with awe-inspiring holy energy and completely conforms to all the characteristics of the Formation Platform. How could it be so vicious?"
Shen Chenfeng didn't bother to explain, so he stretched out his hand and touched it on the immortal platform.
In an instant, the light from the Immortal Platform disappeared, turning into a dark stone platform filled with resentment.
This stone platform is dark red all over, like dried blood. Countless innocent souls are imprisoned on it, roaring ferociously, turning into countless terrifying faces, as if they are about to rush out from the stone platform.
The ferocious momentum made Tu Qilin turn pale.
"God-killing platform!"
The native dog's eyes were full of fear, and he had a guilty expression on his face, saying: "Thankfully, young master, I regard money as dirt, otherwise I would have suffered a disaster if I refined this immortal platform. But if this is not a formation platform, the entire Where is the center of the underground palace of ghosts and gods?"
"Does this need to be said?"
Shen Chenfeng shook his head, walked to the throne in one step, and sat down slowly.
Boom!
The moment Shen Chenfeng sat down, the entire Lingxiao Palace shook.
Countless clouds gathered together and turned into towering figures. They each took their own side, standing in the sky and earth, worshiping the figure on the throne from a distance.
Tu Qilin was so horrified that his face turned pale, and he didn't know what was going on.
Shen Chenfeng was sitting in the throne, looking at the familiar figures with a majestic and solemn face.
In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the passionate and passionate era when he was sitting in the Shenwu Royal Court, taking charge of the people of the earth, and ruling all the races in the world.
He raised his right hand and spoke leisurely and loudly.
"Everyone is safe!"
