National Luck: I, Ten Tails Jinchuriki, start the game with Mudun

When the immortal heart was swallowed, in the endless blood sea space, a white human-shaped skeleton suddenly sat up.

Immediately, its eyes turned blood-colored, and a painful and angry roar came out of its mouth.

Hearing the movement in the depths of the blood sea, several vampire elders appeared nearby.

"Master Blood Ancestor, what happened?"

"Damn it, I just sensed that an immortal heart nourished in the blood pool of the god space was destroyed. It can no longer be recalled..." The skeleton opened his mouth to speak.

The body changed rapidly, and the original white bones began to produce delicate muscles, and then large tendons appeared.

In just a few breaths, it has turned into a handsome and fair human figure.

He wore a top hat, a black tuxedo, white gloves, and a civilized stick in his right hand.

Suddenly, he looked like an old-fashioned gentleman in the western world.

However, that distorted face was full of resentment: "You go to the Tianshen Dimension immediately, and you must bring that damned guy back to me. I want to see who is so bold and dares to attack this blood ancestor! !"

"Yes, my lord!!"

After receiving the order, several vampire elders quickly turned into blood mist and disappeared.

After devouring the immortal heart, Wooden Clone No. 1 looked at the huge and mysterious blood coffin beside him.

This thing should be the same as the destroyed wine glass before, and it belongs to the blood clan's spiritual weapon, even higher grade.For Xiao Yan, it doesn't have much effect. After all, motivating them requires the blood clan's curse secret method, and he doesn't know it at all.

So it can only be destroyed, devouring the spirit stone in it and replacing it with energy points.

Do it when you think of it.

As soon as Xiao Yan's consciousness extended to the blood coffin, he felt a vast, filthy and bloody aura rushing towards his face, trying to swallow his consciousness back.

Mu Xin's dark fire, burning again.

Xiao Yan originally thought that this blood coffin would be refined soon, just like the wine cup spirit weapon.

However, the development of the matter was completely unexpected. The forbidden blood mist wrapped around the surface of the blood coffin seemed to be frozen for thousands of years, and there was no sign of melting.

There is no way to refine it, Xiao Yan can only let Wooden Clone No. 1 give up for the time being.

I don't have so much time to waste, and now I have to continue to explore this space of gods.

Immediately, consciousness moved slightly.

The main body of the sacred tree performs psychic techniques.

"puff!"

In the forbidden valley, a white mist resounded.

The bloody coffin lay quietly under the sacred tree.

Although Wood Clone No. 1 is an extension of Xiao Yan's consciousness, it is not the main body after all, and there is naturally a certain deviation between the two seeing things.Coupled with the fact that they are separated by a lot of space, Xiao Yan's perception of the blood coffin is not accurate.

Seeing it with my own eyes at this moment, I feel that this thing is not as simple as I imagined.

It is by no means an ordinary blood clan spirit weapon.

A bloody, dark, decaying force with endless years rushed towards his face.

ancient,
vast,

High above.

It is chilling, and even the soul will be frozen.

The lush vegetation around the blood coffin withered and decayed instantly.

The Nine-Tailed Fox and the two Fenglei White Eagles circling above their heads also reacted immediately, and fled to the distance one after another, screaming in terror.

In this terrifying aura, Xiao Yan remained unmoved by it, and quickly condensed a new ordinary wood clone.

Holding the spirit sword in his hand, he slashed out one after another, and began to crack the blood coffin violently.

Boom, boom, boom! !

For a while, there were constant noises in the fog.

Everyone in the Da Xia Kingdom live broadcast room felt itchy, but they couldn't see through the fog through the screen, so they could only keep complaining in the barrage.

Now Xiao Yan's live broadcast room can be called the most mysterious live broadcast room.Wood clone No. 1 has not returned for the time being, and the sacred tree is shrouded in mist again. Netizens have been completely lonely in recent days.

If it were an ordinary anchor doing this, the audience would have run away long ago.

However, Xiao Yan's popularity in the live broadcast room has never diminished, and everyone is looking forward to what big moves he will make.

According to the usual practice, when Xiao Shen was silent for a period of time, he would always make earth-shattering moves.

In addition, they also wanted to know what happened to the wooden clone after it passed through the portal.

Xiao Yan is now focusing on two tasks. On the one hand, he breaks the seal restriction on the blood coffin spirit weapon, and on the other hand, he directs the wooden clone to continue exploring the city.

Soon, he discovered a new teleportation array in the central square of the city.

The tall stone gate is carved with countless fangs and bat patterns, with a strong blood clan style.

Obviously, this teleportation array was built by those invading vampires, and the opposite is probably their lair.

Xiao Yan didn't intend to let the wooden clone continue to explore through the portal.

During the previous battle, he had already discovered that although his consciousness could be projected into the space of the gods from a long distance, it was subject to considerable restrictions.

If it travels through another space, it is estimated that the control over Wooden Clone No. 1 will continue to decay.

In fact, this phenomenon is well understood.

The main body of the sacred tree is equivalent to the transmitting base station, and the wooden clone is similar to the terminal receiver.

The greater the distance, the greater the energy required to maintain the connection between the two.Moreover, the signal received by the terminal receiver will become weaker and weaker until it disappears.

The art of psychics should also be similar to the principle of space.

If there is too much space between Wood Clone No. 1 and the main body of the sacred tree, the connection between the two may be completely severed.

Without providing energy points for support, relying on the strength of wooden clone No. 1 alone, it is estimated that entering the vampire's lair will be instantly killed.

So Xiao Yan didn't intend to risk his death.

After thinking for a while, he gave the wooden clone No. 1 an order, turned around and left.

As for the blood teleportation array, Xiao Yan didn't intend to destroy it, and planned to keep it for later.

As for whether there will be blood races entering the forbidden space through the teleportation array in the future... Xiao Yan is not afraid at all.

If the other party dares to enter the forbidden space, I will teach them how to behave in minutes.

After inspecting the entire city and confirming that there were no omissions, Wooden Clone No. 1 was preparing to return to the Valley of the Divine Tree by performing the reverse psychic technique.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he let out a soft cry.

Not far away, on the dark red filthy wasteland ground, there was suddenly a trace of familiarity.

This is?

With amazement, Wooden Clone No. 1 quickly landed on the ground, staring blankly at the branches in front of him.

The branches are slender and dark, about four or five meters long.

There are also a few sparse leaves growing on it, which look inconspicuous and are easily overlooked.

One of the branches turned into a rope with thorns, entangled with a carrion hare, and was constantly devouring it.

The reason why Xiao Yan was surprised was because these branches belonged to the remnants of his performance of the Flower Tree Realm Descending.

This is something that has never been encountered before.

If it wasn't for the familiar aura emanating from the sapling, Xiao Yan almost thought he had misread it.

He originally thought that the trees and forests created by using the wooden escape were all made of energy.As the energy dissipates, they disappear completely.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Under certain conditions, these trees can actually survive.

A few weak vine branches probably also sensed the existence of Wooden Clone No. 1, and entangled them gently, appearing particularly obedient.

What's the matter?
A tree-like clone of the divine tree itself, or a brand new individual?