Douluo's dark martial arts

"Half less?"

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the crystal dragon blood ginseng in the jade box. Sure enough, only half of it came out, and the incision was wrapped in medicinal wax.

When he got the jade box, he just opened the gap and briefly checked the escaping medicinal properties. After all, once this kind of elixir is damaged, its effectiveness will usually disappear quickly.

Who would have thought that such a small oversight could lead to such a big mistake?

"Forget it, let's do this for now. At least half of it is left for us."

Ti Qi took out half of the crystal dragon blood ginseng from the jade box, shook his head to comfort himself, and said,

"This half of the crystal dragon's blood ginseng is enough to stimulate the medicinal properties of the immortality accumulated in my body."

Ginseng has always been an elixir that gathers the essence of heaven and earth. Compared with the 10-year-old ninth-grade ginseng king,

This crystal dragon blood ginseng is born in the eighth level, and after ten thousand years of cultivation, it can become the ninth level. For those who know it, its preciousness is not inferior to that of soul bones.

With the support of Wuhun Palace, Tiqi's development after coming to Tiandou City was extremely smooth.

Although in this process, the rapidly developing horizontal forces are full of shadows of Wuhun Palace, but compared with the benefits, this cost can be completely ignored.

"When you reach the Soul Emperor, you can also have some ability to protect yourself by relying on the advantage of your martial soul.

In the finals of Wuhun City, we will keep an eye on the elders for you. Even if the other minor characters want to harm you, you and your lackeys can handle it on your own. "

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched Tiqi open his mouth and eat the Crystal Dragon Blood Ginseng, a complicated expression flashed across his eyes.

There is joy, fear, and sadness,

I am happy because as Tiqi gets stronger, and later together with Qian Renxue, the two swords can more easily sweep across the continent and complete the feat of Wuhun Palace to unify the continent.

The fear is because, after all, Teach is still an outsider, especially after understanding the other person’s character, no one knows what will happen after reunification.

Moreover, the most terrible thing is that whether it is now or in the future, they cannot... or rather cannot stop Tiqi's growth.

The God King is watching from above, and Tiqi himself is almost becoming the Soul Emperor below. This growth rate is really terrifying.

As for the final sorrow, it was not because of Tiqi, but because of Golden Crocodile Douluo himself.

Watching the younger generations rise and grow one by one and go straight to the gods, he was inevitably a little confused. With his level 98 soul power talent, didn't he deserve to become a god?

Some things are like this. It's okay if you don't pay attention to them. Once you notice them, the subtle sense of gap can always arouse the desire in your heart.

...

The luxurious silk curtains hung from gold-plated rings swayed with the cold wind blowing into the window, accompanied by a "squeaking" and tooth-aching friction sound.

The gray sky outside the window enveloped the entire city, like paper stained by ink, suspended above Tiandou City.

Occasionally, a lucky ray of sunshine can tear through a weak spot in the dark clouds and scatter down, but in the overall depressing and dim atmosphere, these two rays of sunshine can only become a foil to the depression.

"I'm really tired. Send these official documents to my father."

Under the candlestick, after reviewing and approving the last uploaded official document, Xue Qinghe closed his eyelids tiredly and motioned to the waiting servant to hand the processed official documents to Emperor Xue Ye.

Before the prince takes charge of the country, perhaps the most lengthy and torturous test is the work of approving official documents.

The Tiandou Empire is internally divided. Apart from paying tribute, each of the major kingdoms is almost independent and self-governing.

However, as a group of people at the pinnacle of power, how could they be satisfied with just these immediate interests?

The Tiandou Imperial Family wants to centralize the rights of the various countries within its territory into its own hands again, while other kingdoms also want to further evade the influence of the Tiandou Imperial Family on themselves.

After all, you are already managing yourself, so who would think that there is always another throne hanging over your head?

If it weren't for the forces of the upper three sects in Tiandou Imperial City and the dangerous Star Luo Empire outside, this war would have started long ago.

The candlelight reflected Xue Qinghe's handsome face, and his regular facial features looked particularly three-dimensional in the shadow. Coupled with the hint of haggardness, it gave people a special sense of beauty.

When the servants in the room saw Xue Qinghe resting, they quietly left the room, fearing that their footsteps would disturb the future emperor of the Tiandou Empire.

Over the years, Emperor Xueye's heirs have died... died...

The only one left who can compete is Xue Qinghe, who is excellent in both age and ability. The inheritance of the future throne can basically be clearly understood by anyone with a discerning eye.

The door to the room was gently closed. After a moment of peace, a thunder outside the window broke the tranquility that Xue Qinghe had just enjoyed.

"It's raining again. As soon as the inheritor of the God of Destruction comes, it seems that the dark clouds in Doucheng haven't cleared for a few days."

Xue Qinghe opened his eyelids and looked at the drizzle outside the window. The cool rain was blown by the breeze and slapped on his cheeks.

Taking a deep breath of the depressing and damp air, savoring the storm signal contained in it, his mood became gloomy again.

Originally, he would inherit the throne of an angel, but with the help of Wuhun Palace's paving the way over the years, "he" could firmly become the emperor who unified the continent.

However, another successor to the divine throne came out halfway. It would be fine if he was on the same level as himself. At worst, he would find an opportunity to kill the other person.

It just so happens that this person is still the candidate that the God King values. Not to mention whether Wuhun Palace has the courage to touch the other party, the Angel God is very frightened now anyway.

He had conquered Zhan alone, but now he was forced to divide it between two people, and it seemed that the other party still had the lion's share.

"What an irritating guy." Xue Qinghe rubbed his temples and complained,

"Your Highness, are you still angry because of that person?"

Snake Spear Douluo wearing golden armor appeared behind Xue Qinghe at some point. When he heard the young master complaining like this, he immediately expressed his loyalty and said,

"If the young master really cares about this matter, I can kill that person.

Even if it means sacrificing my life, it is an honor for me to be able to contribute to you, young master. "

Xue Qinghe turned his head and looked at the other person with a slightly disgusted look.

"If this is what you say sincerely, you'd better return to Wuhun City to retire as soon as possible.

I still want to kill him. After killing him, I'm afraid the angels and gods will tear me alive in the lower world. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. The owner behind him is not something we can cause trouble for. "

It's really a boring slogan to express loyalty... If you think about it carefully, you can actually realize that this is a cheap thing said by Snake Spear Douluo.

He didn't even take action against the batch of sacrifices under Qian Daoliu's command. How dare he, a Snake Spear Douluo, violate the will of Wuhun Palace in this situation?

Besides, this won't be one person's business anyway.

If the other party really dares to do this and succeeds, then the person who is going to die cannot help but be as simple as his life.

Parents, wives, children, friends, teachers...

The higher you stand, the harder you fall. At their level, one wrong move often costs the entire family.

The principle of "one life for one life" only applies to small characters who can't make any waves.