Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

The scarlet stone is like jade, and its whole body is as crystal clear as glass.

On a high peak in the Xuan Bing Realm, Tang Ling and the Xuan Bing Saint were sitting opposite each other.

Looking at the imposing skeleton of the Fighting Saint in front of him, stroking the wooden box containing the Soul Infant Fruit in his hand, the Xuanbing Saint still had a little bit of shock in his surprised eyes.

He never thought that at this time, Tang Ling would not only find the elixir that could help him return to the heavenly realm, but he could also bring him the skeleton of a strong fighting saint.

Moreover, judging from the power left behind by the skeleton of the Fighting Saint, the strength of its owner during his lifetime, even if it is not as good as him, is definitely not much worse.

"Bing Lao, may this remains help you break through the Dou Saint barrier again?" Seeing that Xuan Bing Saint had not said a word for a long time, Tang Ling couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Xuan Bing Saint finally came back to his senses. He looked at Tang Ling with a pair of eyes in astonishment and said faintly: "Is it possible? This is the corpse of a strong Fighting Saint. The charm of Fighting Saint left in it is very important to me.

For this old man who has his own foundation as a Dou Sheng, the effect is much more useful than other elixirs and treasures!"

"Phew! That's good..."

After hearing the Xuan Bing Saint's answer, Tang Ling let out a long breath, and his face was filled with a joyful smile.

During this period of time, the pressure from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and the Soul Palace has been too great for him.

Especially among the Dou Sheng ruins, the Three Heavenly Lords from the Soul Palace guessed his identity at the first sight. This had to make Tang Ling think deeply about the relationship between the Ice Clan and the existing Imperial Clan.

the connection between.

The Ice Tribe has not appeared in the world for thousands of years. Logically speaking, very few people on the land of Zhongzhou should know about the Ice Tribe.

But what about the result? Needless to say...

People from the Soul Clan can recognize him as soon as they meet him, but what about the other powerful men from the Imperial Clan?

These ancient imperial clans, which have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, have a profound foundation and a wide range of knowledge, which is probably far beyond what can be summarized in one word by just a few fighting saints described in the book.

Now that things have happened, Tang Ling suddenly feels that the affairs of Dou Qi Continent are somewhat clearer than before.

He didn't know what the strength of the Spirit Clan was.

But think about other imperial clans, such as the Stone Clan and the Medicine Clan. The strongest person in the clan is just a five-star fighting saint. It can be seen that the Spirit Clan, which was first destroyed by the Soul Clan, may have stronger people than other clans.

Probably the weakest one.

But even so, Tang Ling guessed that when the Soul Clan took action, it might not be as powerful as when the Yao Clan was wiped out by the Seven Stars and Eight Stars Fighting Saints. There was even a powerful lineup like the Nine Stars Fighting Saints of Void Swallowing Flame, but the Seven and Eight Stars Fighting Saints were always

Wanted.

The foundation of an imperial clan is so profound that Tang Ling thought he already had a deep understanding when he received several heaven-level fighting skills from the Xuanbing Saint.

But now it seems that it may not be enough!

"But don't be too happy, kid."

Seeing the joy on Tang Ling's face, Xuanbing Sage shook his head and poured cold water on him: "Although this Dou Sage's remains can help me regain my body and return to Dou Sage, the strength that can be restored is probably the same as that of Dou Sage."

Huo Yun’s strength is almost the same. With the strength of the soul clan you described, if you want to solve the current predicament, help is almost a drop in the bucket and has no effect at all. If you want to break the situation, you still have to seek other help!"

"What do you mean, ancestor?" Tang Ling frowned slightly as a thought flashed through his mind.

"You kid guessed it right, it's the Eldar!"

As if he had guessed what Tang Ling was thinking, Patriarch Huoyun nodded and confirmed, then slowly explained: "I have told you about the relationship between the Spirit Clan and us. I have told you about it for a short time before.

There is no way to return to the Fighting Saints, even if you want to, you are powerless. But now that we have the remains of the Fighting Saints, we can try to restore contact with them."

Hearing this, Tang Ling's frown deepened.

Calculating the time, it is not far from the time when the Heavenly Tomb opens in the original book, and there is still only six or seven years to go. At that time, no one from the Spirit Clan participated, and presumably they had been destroyed by the Soul Clan. There will be more to come in this time.

The first few.

Then there are only five years left...

In five years, Tang Ling didn't have any confidence in facing the Soul Clan's genocidal lineup that might have eight or nine stars.

Now he is just a five-star Dou Zun, maybe he can break through to six stars in half a month, but what happens next?

After the ninth rank of Dou Zun, Half Saint, or even Dou Saint, the time required for each improvement in strength increases exponentially. In just five years, even if it were Xiao Yan, he would not be able to enter the Heavenly Tomb at this time.

, and there is no reincarnation of the ancient Bodhi tree, and it is just a fantasy to enter the Fighting Saint!

It is precisely for this reason that he has always been secretive about the affairs of the Spirit Clan.

The current Spirit Clan looks like flowers and aloof, and it would be easy to help him and Fen Yangu jump out, but soon, what awaits the Spirit Clan will be a situation that far exceeds that of the Xiao Clan.

That is, the entire clan was wiped out without anyone surviving...

At that time, the consequences of relying on the spirit clan will be revealed.

but……

Now that Xuanbing Saint mentioned the Spirit Clan again, Tang Ling's thoughts quietly changed.

Perhaps, things were far from as bad as he thought...

At the same time, the Xuan Bing Saint, who was sitting opposite Tang Ling, saw the former's eyes getting brighter and brighter, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems like you kid has figured it out..."

"That's right! I've been troubled by something!" Tang Ling nodded and mentioned it in a meaningful way.

For more than ten years, the original historical trajectory has been changed beyond recognition.

Since the situation in the Northwest Territory can be changed, no matter how strong the Soul Clan is and how tight the time is, there is no way he can change everything.

"As for contacting the Spirit Clan, I'll leave it to Old Bing. I just don't know when you will be resurrected?"

"Well... with the Soul Infant Fruit, I think I can return to the Heaven Realm in a month or so. But if I want this skeleton to be transformed into my new body, I'm afraid it will take another year or two." Do it briefly.

Thinking about it, Xuan Bing Sage gave Tang Ling an answer.

"In that case, I will help Mr. Bing make everything go smoothly."

Tang Ling nodded when he heard this. He had already expected this time in his heart.

After all, the Ice Tribe is slightly different from the races on Dou Qi Continent. If they want to refine their bodies to suit themselves, they naturally cannot use three different fires to calcine and refine them like Xiao Yan did when refining his bodies.

Tang Ling had also found a body that was suitable for him in the Ice Clan's inheritance.

The process is simple to say, it is just to use your own soul and your own cold energy to nourish the corpse step by step, and then let it gradually transform into its original body.

The whole process sounds simple, but the complexity is far more than refining with different fires. Moreover, the slow transformation with cold energy cannot be faster than calcining with different fires.

"Haha, I will be in seclusion next. Knowing that you still have something to do, I won't keep you here, old man."

Xuan Bing Saint smiled and nodded, and then added: "As for me, after I leave the seclusion, before I go to find the Spirit Clan, I will first go to the Burning Flame Valley to set up a formation for you. Although I can't say that I will kill five people.

A strong person above the Star Dou Saint, but at least I can rely on it to protect myself."

"Then thank you Binglao!"

Tang Ling couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. He had been running around, even giving up the Dou Sheng bone marrow in the Dou Sheng's remains, wasn't it just for this moment?

The power of a spiritual formation master is far beyond the comparison of the fighting spirit masters of the same level! And having such a spiritual formation master is the bargaining chip that Tang Ling can really dare to intervene in the battle between the imperial clans at this time.

…

The Corpse Mountain Range is located at the junction of the southwest region of Zhongzhou.

Due to the terrain, this place has been subject to extremely heavy Yin Qi for many years. And among these Yin Qi, something is mixed with a strong corpse Qi.

The reason is that the Corpse Burial Mountain Range is a strange mountain range composed of tombs. On ordinary days, it is almost impossible to see people here. After all, except for some strong men who practice special techniques, no one would be willing to bring such a corpse.

A spooky place.

On this day, deep in the Corpse Mountains, in a slightly twisted space.

This place is full of black land with bare bones, broken or shattered bones, and green fireflies, making the place even more weird and cold. But in the center of this weird land, there is

A huge black palace stood silently, like the ancient ferocious beast crawling on the ground.

In the black stronghold, there are countless extremely thick black chains extending out and inserted deep into the ground. And above these chains, there are clouds of black mist hovering, converging from time to time into the shape of a human figure, shaking the chains.

There was a flash of dim light, and a crashing sound was heard.

In the center of the hall, a dark chain with no trace of light escaping shook slightly, and then a hoarse voice slowly came out from the chain.

"The third child is dead? Do you know who did it?"

Hearing this hoarse old voice, a group of black mist not far from the chain slowly condensed. After saluting in awe, he replied in a deep voice: "Jiutian Zun Moyu comes to see the deputy hall master. The death of Santian Zun is of great concern."

Tianzun has already rushed over and has not returned yet."

Hearing this, the deputy palace master behind the chain paused slightly, and then said: "Is the bone destroyed? What about Guyou?"

"Deputy Palace Master, the Second Heavenly Lord and the Fifth Heavenly Lord left Zhongzhou more than a year ago. Well... As for what happened, Mo Yu doesn't know." Mo Yu bowed his waist, and after hearing the Deputy Palace Master's words, his forehead

I couldn't help but break out in a slight cold sweat.

What kind of person is the deputy master of their soul palace!

To be honest, he, a small Nine Heavenly Lord, has no right to speak in the human palace controlled by the Great Heavenly Lord, let alone in front of the second person in the soul palace.

"Left Zhongzhou?"

The deputy palace master was stunned again and wanted to ask something, but another old voice suddenly sounded from behind Mo Yu: "What kind of wind is this today? Why do you, an old guy like you, have time to contact me?"

Hearing this old voice, Moyu was startled at first, but then his heart lightened, and he quickly turned around and saluted: "See the Great Heavenly Lord!"

"Yeah!" The Great Heavenly Lord nodded slightly, then waved his hand, "Step back..."

"Yes! Moyu excuses himself."

Hearing this, Jiutian Zun Moyu hurriedly responded, saluted the black chain in the center, and then flew away.

At the same time, the deputy palace master who contacted Great Heavenly Lord through the black chain seemed to have sensed Mo Yu's departure, and spoke again: "Gu Mie, what happened to the third child?"

"What else could happen? He's dead!" The Great Heavenly Lord snorted coldly. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly feel the gloom and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Bones are destroyed! The third child is a member of our clan, and it won't take long for him to reach semi-saint status. Now that he is dead, this is how you will explain to me and to the palace master?" the deputy palace master shouted coldly.

The Three Heavenly Lords are subordinate to the Human Palace, and the Human Palace is under the control of the Great Heavenly Lord.

Now that the Three Heavenly Lords have fallen, he can understand that the Great Heavenly Lord is in a bad mood, but understanding does not mean that the other party can direct his anger on himself.

Unexpectedly, after the Great Heavenly Lord heard this, his eyes became more and more gloomy. After a while, Fang held back a few words!

"I don't know the specific situation either!"

After saying that, as if he didn't want the deputy palace master to misunderstand, he said again: "What I know now is that the third child seemed to have received the contact from the black and white two, and then left the human palace."

"What happens after that?" The deputy palace master was silent for a moment.

"A few days ago, the soul thread of the third child was annihilated, so I immediately followed the fluctuation and rushed there. But when I got there, there was only a void, and I didn't see even a trace."

There was a hint of helplessness in the Great Heavenly Lord's voice. He rushed over as soon as the incident happened that day.

But with the entire Dou Sheng ruins taken away, and Zhu Li and Huo Yun Patriarchs also taking action to erase those traces, he wanted to find the location of the Dou Sheng ruins. Where could it be like that?

easy!

"this……"

Obviously, the deputy palace master did not expect that things would turn out like this, and the voice did not come out from the chains for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time later that he finally sighed helplessly and said: "Notify the others and see if there are any clues to the other people in the palace. Why did the third son go to find the black and white people? Our clan has fallen, and this matter cannot be ignored.

It’s so simple and forget it.”

Hearing this, the Great Heavenly Lord nodded, but he shook his head helplessly in his heart and did not say anything more.

How to check?

He knew about the Dou Sheng relics. He had broken through to the Dou Sheng a long time ago among the Nine Great Heavenly Masters of the Human Palace. The Second Heavenly Master Guyou was now also a high-level Dou Sheng. Although the Dou Sheng relics were good, they did not pay too much attention to them.

Nowadays, those who know what happened in the Skeleton Mountains are almost dead, and the Dou Sheng ruins have also disappeared. If we want to find out, we can only find a needle in a haystack.

At this critical moment in the clan's affairs, there is not much time and energy to waste on a clan member who is less than a semi-saint...

Thinking in his heart, the Great Heavenly Lord glanced at the black chain subconsciously. After seeing the faint fluctuations on the chain, he couldn't help but asked: "What else do you have?"

The deputy palace master said quietly: "Tell me about the second child! Also, what have you been doing in the palace in the past few years?"

"Oh, you, the deputy palace master, have to take care of the affairs of my human palace?" Great Heavenly Lord sneered. The other party is indeed stronger than him, but he can take charge of the human palace with the strength of a one-star fighting saint, not just because of his strength.

However, the sound coming from the chains at the next moment made him lose any trace of arrogance.

"Gu Mie, tell me, I also want to know..."