Martial Arts Reigns

People in Chiyangmen panicked and exclaimed, Sun Guang is actually dead!

Not long after, many elders gathered to meet Ye Ming. Many of these elders had taken refuge in Sun Guang at the beginning, and Ye Ming was no longer interested in dealing with such matters. An elder stood up and said to Ye Ming: Ye Ming. During the period when Sun Guang was the head, Chiyangmen was made into a mess, and many disciples and elders ran away because of this. You killed the father and son today, which is very satisfying. It’s just that Sun Guang and his son have a close relationship with Jianchi, and Sun Bohu is a disciple of Jianchi. If you kill them like this, Jianchi might not let you go.”

Yes, you should leave right away, if the people from Jianchi arrive, it will be difficult to leave. The kind elder persuaded.

Ye Ming said: If I dare to kill Sun Guang, I'm not afraid of Jianchi. That man Lei Jingshi, I'll kill him sooner or later!

The elders heard their hearts beating wildly, thinking how did Ye Ming become so bold?

Ye Ming continued: Sun Guang is dead, you can choose another head. The Chiyang Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and I hope you can carry it forward.

After finishing speaking, he was no longer interested in staying any longer, and with a swipe to the sky, he walked far away in an instant. The talisman armor has infinite uses. There are not only defensive formations on it, but also killing formations and escape formations. Ye Ming is out of the sphere of influence of Chiyangmen with a flicker.

This talisman was too ostentatious, so he replaced it halfway and continued to Tiangongjiao. While on the way, a city appeared in front of him, which was Yancheng. When he first came to Yancheng, he felt that this place was extremely prosperous, but looking at it now, he felt that it was lacklustre and had no merits to speak of.

He was about to fly over Yancheng when suddenly a desolate and solemn aura shot up into the sky. He was startled, feeling that the other party's aura was very familiar, and immediately pressed Gang Feng, appearing in the execution ground outside the gate of Yancheng.

Yancheng Execution Ground is a place dedicated to beheading criminals, with a very murderous intent. At this moment, the execution ground was crowded with people. On the execution ground, a Wu Zun in official uniform sat in the center, surrounded by several Wu Jun. On the execution platform, a middle-aged man was tied up and knelt on the ground with his upper body bare. There was a sign inserted into his back, which read Haotian Cult traitor Li Xuanji in large characters.

Ye Ming was startled, isn't this Li Xuanji his brother preacher? If he hadn't planted the Haotian seed, Ye Ming would not have joined the Haotian Sect and became a sky catcher.

Li Xuanji, are you convicted? the Wu Zun supervisor shouted loudly.

Li Xuanji laughed haha: What is my fault?

The supervisor snorted coldly: Haotian sect rebels, everyone deserves to die!

Li Xuanji said loudly: My Haotian Sect is worthy of the sky, the people, and conscience. How can I deserve to die? Damn it, you are the evil slaves of the fish and meat people! Those who rely on the resources and power in their hands to squeeze Exploiting the rich and powerful of the people of the world!

The supervisor clapped the case, and said angrily: Presumptuous! The shore of the land, could it be the king's land, your words are simply nonsense! Come on, the time has come, beheaded!

The executioner was Wu Zong. He raised the Ghost Head Saber, raised the knife and dropped it, beheading Li Xuanji with a crack, blood gushing out. Ye Ming closed his eyes slightly and sighed secretly.

After Li Xuanji's head fell to the ground, he rolled a few times, and his eyes, by coincidence, were looking in Ye Ming's direction. Ye Ming was seen by him, and a voice sounded in his mind: Junior brother, we meet again.

Ye Ming was surprised: Are you not dead?

This is a spiritual thought I left behind before I died, and I can only communicate with you for a moment. Brother, don't ask me, listen to me carefully. Although I was beheaded, the merit monument is still there. I have refined it into a The virtuous ring, and swallowed it into the belly. You find a way to take it out. With the virtuous ring, the younger brother can continue to serve Haotian Sect as me.

Speaking of this, the divine sense was already very weak and dissipated after a while.

On the execution ground, after Li Xuanji was beheaded, the common people watching the excitement rushed up and spit on his corpse. Some people even took out sticks, knives and guns, and hacked and stabbed Li Xuanji's body, as if they hated him so much.

Ye Ming felt a sudden sadness in his heart. What Li Xuanji did all his life was to benefit the common people in the world, but what happened in the end? He couldn't help thinking, if Li Xuanji had a spirit in heaven, would he regret it?

In his heart, he vaguely had another feeling, but this feeling disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't find it.

He also mixed in the crowd, imitating others and slashing at Li Xuanji's corpse, taking the opportunity to take a ring from his stomach. Then he left the execution ground immediately and continued on his way.

On the way, he took out the ring and studied it. It was found that it was an imperial storage ring, but there was a merit tablet inside. After his strength touched the merit tablet inside, he could use it as easily as the owner of the merit monument. However, he was very puzzled, how did Li Xuanji put the monument of merit into the storage ring? Does Haotian Sect allow this to happen?

Li Xuanji's stele of merit is also octahedron, and there are 30 million sacred merits on it that have not been used. Each of these sacred merit points can be exchanged for 1,200 ordinary merit points, and its value is equivalent to that of Valkyrie coins. In other words, one Valkyrie coin can be exchanged for one sacred merit point.

After all, Ye Ming was a disciple of the Haotian Cult, and he also knew that there are immeasurable merits beyond the sacred merits. Infinite Merit is even more valuable. One Infinite Merit can be exchanged for 1,800 Martial God Coins, which is about the same as the value of a ninth-level talisman.

Thirty million sacred merits are equivalent to thirty million Valkyrie Coins, and Li Xuanji's net worth is quite rich.

I don't know, can I use this merit tablet to exchange for the blood of chaos? He couldn't help thinking. As soon as this idea appeared, the merit tablet actually responded, and there was a quotation of Chaos Bloodline, 28 million sacred merits.

Ye Ming suddenly yelled strangely: What are you doing? Bei Ming, do you still remember how much Chaos Bloodline quoted?

Beiming: 10 billion ordinary merit points, converted into more than 8 million sacred merit points.

That's it. Why did it turn from 8 million to 28 million now? Ye Ming didn't understand.

Bei Ming said: Na Wujiang once told the master that the higher the status of the members of the Haotian Cult, the more restricted they are in exchanging money for merit. Presumably Li Xuanji's status is high enough, so the price he can exchange for some things is also high.

Ye Ming hesitated for a while, and said: These three thousand sacred merits belong to Li Xuanji. He must have a purpose for giving me the ring. If I use these three thousand merits, it means that I owe him a favor.

Beiming: Master, first exchange for the Chaos bloodline. Anyway, this merit point is not in vain.

Ye Ming then temporarily found a hidden place, first sat down cross-legged, and then made a wish, and the merit ring in his hand immediately emitted a halo to wrap him. Immediately, a chaotic divine light fell from the void and penetrated into his body. In an instant, Ye Ming felt that his body had undergone a huge change, as if he had some kind of strange power.

He didn't know that after he exchanged the Chaos bloodline, the Chaos bloodline disappeared forever from the exchange item of the Merit Monument. At the same moment, far away from Ye Ming, among the several Haotian believers who were gathering, one of them suddenly exclaimed: Why is the blood of chaos gone?

The rest of the people laughed and said, What if we don't have it, so what if we have it? Do we have so many merits to exchange for?

Yeah, just give up. It takes nine trillion merit points to redeem the Chaos bloodline, and almost all of them can be exchanged for the position of the leader. How can we small people get their hands on it? Another person also laughed.

And this chaotic bloodline is said to be very special. In the entire Tianyuan Continent, there can only be at most three people with this kind of bloodline. The most troublesome thing is that even if we exchange for the chaotic bloodline, our ordinary people's physique may not be able to bear it. It is said that every ten billion Among individuals, there is less than one person who can fit the bloodline of chaos. In addition, its value is so high, hehe, maybe even our future leader may not be able to have it, right?

If Ye Ming knew that it would take ten trillion merits for others to exchange Chaos blood, how would he feel?

Right now, he is in great pain. After that strange force entered his body, it seemed that it didn't completely fit with his body, rushing left and right. He felt as if his body was about to explode, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

Beiming, it's too bad, this bloodline is too powerful, I can't bear it! he shouted.

Bei Ming was very calm: Master, there is no need to worry. The Divine Spirit Treasure Clothes can regulate the master's body, making it perfectly compatible with the Chaos blood.

Ye Ming was stunned: Is this okay? Did you do the same when I accepted the blood of the real dragon?

Beiming: Yes, master. Be it the blood of the real dragon or the blood of chaos, exchange is one thing, and whether it can be integrated is another. Even if other people have enough merit points to exchange, they may not be able to absorb them perfectly. If it doesn't work out, it will explode and die. Last time, the process of master absorbing the blood of the real dragon went smoothly, and I just made a few changes to complete it. But this time, the blood of chaos and the body of the master seem to be particularly incompatible. Make big changes.

After speaking, Ye Ming's painful feeling became stronger. Only now did he understand that this pain was not caused by the blood of Chaos, but by Beiming.

What are you doing? He screamed strangely, a little unable to hold on.

Bei Ming: Whether the human body fits a certain bloodline, the reason lies in the smallest part of the body. I must change the genetic power that the master obtained from the ancestors to make it more perfect.

Hearing what he said, Ye Ming could only grit his teeth and hold on. But he never expected that this support would last for more than ten days. For more than ten days, he suffered from great pain all the time, which was almost worse than death.

Finally, on the thirteenth day, the pain gradually disappeared, and he felt that some kind of transformation had occurred in himself, but he couldn't tell what exactly changed. That chaotic bloodline has completely integrated into his body, a perfect fit.

Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief and asked, Beiming, how many secrets are there in the treasure clothes of the gods? What did you do to me just now? Since you can change my genetic power from my ancestors, why didn't you change it sooner? You have to wait until today?

Bei Mingdao: The genetic energy is very mysterious. If there is no Chaos bloodline for comparison, I can't change it. If I change it at will, I may change the owner into an idiot, or even become disabled.

Ye Ming was taken aback: Forget it, don't mess with it in the future!

Beiming: As for the functions of the gods' treasure clothes, they need to be opened one by one. For example, when the master is strong enough, the chaotic bloodline can be refined into a second clone with the help of the gods' treasure clothes. And if the master wants to, he can refine it. Make more blood clones, the more the better.