Wanjie praise group

Chapter 228 The Folding Fan Scholar
It is possible to forcibly project the power of the magic circle into the ruins of the Immortal Emperor by ignoring the rules of the Dao of Heaven. One can imagine the means involved.

It's just that all of this is the first step in the bloodline enlightenment. How can the power contained in the emperor's bloodline be so easily stimulated.

Besides, the aura in Xu Ming's body was mixed, including the violent aura belonging to the burning blood, the burning aura belonging to the strange fire, and the yin and cold aura of Huangquan Shengqiaojue.

The three of them seemed to have reached a certain kind of unity under the reconciliation of the Heavenly Fortune Art, but under this seemingly peaceful everything, there was a huge threat hidden.

In fact, Xiao Yan discovered this problem as early as when he descended on Xu Ming, but due to the rules in the Wanjie praise group, he couldn't come forward to raise it.

Fenxue was suppressed by the Heavenly Fortune Art before, but it was just accumulating the power to fight back.

Even if it is assimilated and swallowed by the Qinglian Earth Core Fire, it is just a cover-up to paralyze the host.

And this person naturally discovered the abnormality in Xu Ming's body, and while re-activating the blood of the spirit, he must take action to solve the biggest hidden danger in his only heir.

Although this person does not know the secret of strange fire and the secret of underworld ascending the orifice, he is the only one among all the nine states in the world who knows the secret of refining heaven and creating good fortune.

This technique was not created by Xu Ming by chance.

It is a top-level exercise that has been secretly passed down in the third plane since ancient times, and it is used as a guide to this person who has become the "king" by those bloodline inheritors who worshiped outside the temple.

The second stage of bloodline enlightenment has begun. As the median person in the third plane who can't successfully tame the emperor's bloodline, he naturally has something unique.

Even though there is only a flesh and blood remnant in the ruins of the Immortal Emperor, the means are still not comparable to these cultivators.

There is no need to question this point.

For a moment, around the remains of the Immortal Emperor, thunderbolts as thick as arms ran through the flowing period.

People from Blood Demon Palace and Wuhen Sword Palace who surrounded them hurriedly retreated when they saw this situation.Because judging from their experience, each of these thunderbolts contains unparalleled power.

And the thunderbolt, which was as thick as an arm, was like the tentacles of the previous monster, spreading in all directions while greedily plundering all the flesh and blood essence around it.

Ah!
Unprepared screams rang out, and some monks from the Blood Demon Palace were brutally attacked by the lightning tentacles.

I saw that the flesh and blood of the monk was withered rapidly after being slightly stained by the tentacles.In the blink of an eye, it became a terrifying mummy, and then it was completely wiped out by the lightning.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord's face turned cold, and he was obviously extremely protective of his shortcomings. Everything he saw in front of him had already touched the dark side of his heart.

The sword master on the side didn't care, the moment Lei Ting appeared, he had already sent all the disciples of Wuhen Sword Palace back fifty miles away through sound transmission.

Even Shangguan Changkong and the two cultivators who had crossed the tribulation period also retreated with the large army.

This scene was ridiculed by the demon lord before, but soon the fate of laughing at others and falling behind was fulfilled by the demon lord.

However, just when the Lightning Tentacle wanted to repeat the same trick and take the life of a disciple of the Blood Demon Palace again, the sullen demon master stood in front of him.

The forceful punch and the lightning tentacle slammed together fiercely, the vigor of the two was so amazing that even the expression on the sword master's face was frozen.

"You used all your strength?"

The Body Tempering Technique practiced by the demon master is rare in all worlds and nine states, and it seems to be inextricably linked with the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce.

What's more, he bluntly said that he was a traitor of the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce at all, but who can tell which is right and which is wrong.

Different from the agility and magnificence of the sword master's slanted sword, the demon master's seemingly simple punch actually contains the perception of Tao.

This extremely mysterious punch seemed to have the upper hand when it collided with the thunder light tentacles, but it was himself who moved back a little and then flew back.

As soon as it landed, it said in a low voice with a sullen face.

"retreat!!"

Although there was only one word, it sounded like it was squeezed out between teeth.

Those disciples of the Gorefiend Palace retreated like a tidal wave after hearing the words.

It's just the same as the Wuhen Sword Palace, and it stopped after retreating a full fifty miles.

For a moment, the figures surrounding the Immortal Emperor's ruins disappeared, and the life-hungry lightning tentacles also disappeared.

There is only one poor owner of the Blood Demon Palace left who was severely slapped in the face by reality!

However, farther away, the Baidi, dressed in white clothes like a fairy, has arrived quietly.And beside him is a frail scholar-like person, with a bookish folding fan in his hand, which interprets the famous saying that he is full of poetry and bookishness to the extreme.

This person is the second helper invited by the bald messenger, the owner of Ting Yushan, Sanliu.

Although the name is strange, but the strength is terrifyingly strong, as early as many years ago, he had entered the tribulation stage, and after experiencing the ups and downs of these years, he has made a great leap forward compared to his cultivation base.

One of the biggest reasons why the bald envoy invited him here was because of his relationship with the sword master.

There were rumors that the two teachers came from the same school, and some people said that Sanliu had saved his life, but no matter how wild the rumors spread, the two parties seemed to have no plans to calm down.

Many years ago, when Sanliu led the tribulation thunder into the world, the sword master made an exception and left the Wuhen Sword Palace to protect him in person. This shows the friendship between the two.

"I didn't expect that even you, an unreasonable cold scholar, would come here. Feng Shui just turns around."

"It is related to the future of my Bloodline Merchant Association, and as a member of it, I naturally have an inescapable responsibility."

"Huh, speaking is better than singing. Why didn't you show up when the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce was destroyed? Could it be that you were playing chess with the sword master in the Wuhen Sword Palace as rumored?"

"Seeing that countless fellow disciples have suffered such calamities, you are still in the mood to play chess with the enemy. Sanliu, you really impress me."

Facing Sanliu, Baidi rarely talked too much, and the sharpness in his eyes aggravated the tense atmosphere between the two.

"Whatever you say, I am irrefutable."

Sanliu obviously didn't want to fight with Baidi, her eyes were full of elegance, and she was really looking in the direction of the emperor's ruins from afar.

The coercion that only those with the power of blood can feel is like a tide rolling towards Baidi and Sanliu with the Immortal Emperor's ruins as the center.

This scene seemed to evoke memories that had long been buried in his heart. These years of drinking tea, discussing the Tao and reading books seemed to have made him forget the terrible years between the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce and the Cultivation Alliance, when swords were on the verge of bloodshed.

And Sanliu who was standing in front of him at this moment seemed to be very different from the person in Baidi's memory.

It's just that everything is hard to turn back, everything must be traced back to the terrible years of the beacon fire and March.

(End of this chapter)