A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The Great Emperor's Scripture.

The Great Emperor's Scripture, the inheritance of refining emptiness, is right in front of him!

The Blood Robe Taoist paused, his sword-holding hand began to tremble, staring at the dark green ancient bamboo slips, his heart was full of excitement.

The path to the Great Emperor is here!

"Emperor Realm..."

The Blood Robe Taoist actually showed a hesitant and timid look, and did not dare to approach for a while, no longer as bloodthirsty and crazy as before.

Countless eyes gathered here.

Moshan's eyes were blood red, no matter how loyal he was, he would lose his mind in front of such a Great Emperor's Scripture, and he wanted to rush up immediately and snatch the Great Emperor's Scripture away.

However, even in the Blood Robe Taoist's trance, the blood-colored sword energy slowly crawled all over his head, and the sword blade pointed inward, like countless blood barbs.

Every step forward for Moshan, the blood sword pierced into his body a little bit, and went deeper into his soul a little bit.

In the end, Moshan dared not move anymore, and his whole body was cold.

Countless blood-colored sword qi penetrated his body. If he took another step forward, the terrible sword qi would completely pierce his soul.

"The emperor is confused..."

King Shenshan glared at the lowly servant.

The emperor's scripture, for a descendant of the Yanshi family like him, is extremely precious, but it is not unobtainable. The only thing that limits his breakthrough is his own talent and resources.

But, it's just a servant!

A servant got the emperor's scripture, which made him feel an inexplicable and manic killing intent in his heart, which was almost unbearable.

This is the instinct of the creatures of the dominant race in the realm.

"The emperor's scripture..."

"There will be a time in my life when I will witness it..."

Jiang Ding took a lot of time to calm down his heart, which should be excited. He carefully took the ancient bamboo slips in his hand, and without any inspection, his consciousness and sword intent directly probed into it.

"The Dao Heart Demon Slave Scripture!"

This is the name of this emperor's scripture, and it is not concealed at all.

Just like the tyranny of the Horned Demon Emperor, ruling the galaxy, wantonly enslaving all races and creatures, making them scramble to be loyal to them.

The Horned Demon Emperor brutally and directly slaughtered and eradicated all the disobedience in the realm, and ruled the world.

"... Slave Scripture..."

Jiang Ding was not very surprised, and even did not care, and continued to read the text of the scripture.

"... The heart of Tao planted demons, condensed slave species, combined with the soul, combined with flesh and blood, combined with the life magic weapon, combined with cause and effect, and combined with blood..."

"... The slave species experienced the three disasters of heavenly tribulation..."

"... The emperor realm is formed..."

Jiang Ding carefully looked at it, forgot everything, and carefully comprehended it, falling into a comprehension similar to the state of retreat.

He fell into enlightenment.

The Emperor of Yanliu had been staring at the Blood River King, and seeing this state, he couldn't help but show a strong fear.

The Blood River King, his talent is indeed better than his.

If the Blood River King was born in a human sect similar to the Imperial Clan, I would probably only be able to look up to him, and I might not even have the qualifications to follow him, let alone be his enemy.

Fortunately, fortunately.

The Emperor Yanliu sneered in his heart.

Since ancient times, there have been alien creatures with talents comparable to the Blood River King, or even stronger than him, in the Jiaoming Domain. They are not unique in the creation of the world.

These peerless alien geniuses, without exception, did not stir up any waves.

Most of the alien geniuses died in obscurity in unknown corners, and died at the hands of Wei-level or even weak Bing-level monks when they were weak.

Some alien geniuses were luckier and had more time to grow, causing riots in some places, killing some slave monks and imperial monks, and then being killed by more imperial monks who heard the news.

The Blood River King should have had the same result.

But he was very smart and found a good opportunity to step into the rare battle of the emperor's son in tens of thousands of years, showing great value.

This is the only reason why he is still alive now.

Jiang Ding silently comprehended.

Undoubtedly, he has a little more immortal foundation than the average peak cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm. This is the credit of the immortal education system, and the result of working and studying day and night with Shenji Tianjun, Wanji Tianjun, Yuan and others. He has the basic ability to comprehend the great emperor's scripture.

This great emperor's scripture is called "Dao Xin Zhong Mo Nu Jing".

It comes from an unknown immortal civilization called Gu Shendao, which may be a human immortal civilization, because Jiang Ding saw some writing habits of human cultivators in the scripture.

But it is not certain.

It can only be said that it is possible. After all, he is just a very weak cultivator. His vision and immortal foundation can only be said to be as insignificant as dust in the vast realm, and the judgment he made is not accurate.

Not to mention, he is now just a living being with the memory of the Blood River King, and cannot be equated with the immortal sect's Taoist son.

This immortal civilization called Ancient God Dao was once extremely prosperous!

Because he could use Lianxu as a slave!

He even created a special immortal technique called "Dao Xin Zhong Mo Nu Jing".

The essence of this scripture is to let the cultivator use his own soul, flesh and blood, and life magic weapon to condense a slave species, and then let the slave species continue to grow, and finally merge with the soul.

In the end, the slave species is the cultivator, and the cultivator is the slave species.

Finally, the slave species will pass the divine catastrophe and be promoted to Lianxu, which is considered the completion of the scripture.

At that time, even if the slave cultivator is promoted to the emperor, his life and death will still be controlled by the slave species master, and there is no possibility of escape.

Not only that, what is even more terrifying is that the slave race will constantly change the slave race monks invisibly, making them constantly loyal to the slave master, and in the end, even the slave race monks will never have the idea of ​​betrayal, and this emotion will be permanently lost in their souls.

Even the idea of ​​betrayal will not exist!

For some reason, this scripture was obtained by the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, and many modifications were made, becoming one of the emperor realm inheritances of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan.

"Alas..."

After reading it, Jiang Ding sighed.

"How is it?"

"Blood River King."

The Emperor of Flame Flow looked down and said coldly: "Is this the Great Emperor Scripture?"

"Indeed."

"The Great Emperor Scripture."

Jiang Ding did not question anything, and slowly said: "Why is there only the first part in the front, and the rest is sealed? Especially the part about how to advance to the emperor realm, there is no part at all."

For the slave race monks, being able to advance to the emperor is good enough.

Freedom, no need to think too much.

There are also examples in the realm, that is, the slave emperors under the command of the nine ancient emperors, which can be regarded as traceable and not so shocking.

"This is simple."

"Blood River King."

The wounds on the body of the Flame Flow Emperor healed quickly, the broken clothes and armor were restored, and the Emperor's indifference and superiority were restored. He said: "If you kill the ten king-level guards of the Cangkong Emperor, I will give you the middle part."

"If you assist me in killing the Cangkong Emperor, I will give you the next part."

He emphasized the word "assist".

The Emperor's son is not someone who can be killed by the Emperor's son. It will trigger the means left by the Emperor on the Emperor's son. At that time, all kinds of kings will die.

After saying these words, the Flame Flow Emperor looked down coldly at the blood-robed Taoist in front of him.

Grant.

The nobleman gave the slave.

This is not a transaction, but a reward given to the slave by the Emperor's son. The slave only has the right to accept, and there is no room for bargaining.

Jiang Ding fell into thought.

I don't know how long it took.

The blood-robed Taoist retracted his sword, restrained his violent and cold killing intent, and his expression became gentle and kind. He smiled, bowed slightly, and saluted.

"Greetings to the emperor's son."