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Ning Chuan's heart set off huge waves.

About 30,000 times the growth rate!

Or is it a Shenzang whose basic cultivation speed already exceeds the law!

Even though Ning Chuan had a strong heart, he couldn't keep calm at this moment.

It's so fast!

According to this cultivation progress, in less than a year, his Desolate Gu, Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, and Extreme Cold Three strongest divine treasures will all reach their limits!

At that time, he may be able to fight the true god one-on-one!

Even if you can't do it, at most a line apart!

"If you can get all the Divine King Essence Blood..." Ning

Chuan looked at the shimmering mountain peak again, a blazing color appeared in his eyes, and the time he had to compare with the top True God would be greatly shortened!

However, the rest of the Divine King Essence Blood on the top of the mountain could not fully resonate with his Divine Vault.

"Similar to the drop of Divine King Essence Blood I seized in the All Saints Mansion, the origin is only similar, not identical."

Ning Chuan secretly analyzed, there was no feeling of loss.

He had other ways.

At this time, those physical cultivation princes gave up one after another, and no longer tried to contact the Divine King Essence Blood.

"The feeling is too vague, don't say summoning, you can't make a connection!"

"Me too!"

"How did King Wu do it, is it convenient to say, we just want to crack the danger here, and the summoned God King essence blood can be given to you!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Ning Chuan, placing their hopes on him.

Ning Chuan shook his head directly and said, "Three drops of God King Essence Blood are considered a special case, and I can't summon the rest of it." Hearing

this, many demon heads looked gloomy and ugly.

Zhao Qinglian thought for a moment and said, "Have you refined those three drops of God King Essence Blood?"

She felt that the three drops of Divine King Essence Blood that Ning Chuan had taken might not have been disconnected from this place, so the surrounding mist had not changed at all.

Ning Chuan glanced at Zhao Qinglian, roughly guessed her thoughts, and said with a bow: "It has been refined, the environment here is unchanged, it may not be related to the God King Essence Blood, but it is also possible that there is a threshold for the impact of the God King Essence Blood on this place, and it needs to be reduced to a certain extent to trigger a change." Hearing

this, the mood of many demon heads was still low, and there was no new hope in their hearts.

The second possibility of what the other party said is very small.

The point is that even if it is true, it will not be able to summon the remaining God King essence blood.

"It's in a dead loop!"

Mei Xiaoxiao shrugged, not too afraid, and a playful smile appeared on her pretty face: "According to the customs of some civilizations, you can almost eat now!" Everyone

: "..."

Ning Chuan smiled and said, "Not necessarily. Speaking

of this, seeing many eyes looking at him quickly, Ning Chuan did not hide it, raised his hand and waved forward, unexpectedly causing the nearby crimson fog to rise and surge, like an undulating blood-colored wave.

"The action of the body alone will not cause the deep red dense fog to erode into the body, and you can climb the mountain to get the rest of the God King essence blood."

After his body absorbed the three drops of Divine King Essence Blood, Ning Chuan was vaguely aware of the essence of the crimson dense fog and figured out some of the operating mechanisms.

"However, these mist contain strong pressure, which can hinder the movement of the body."

Ning Chuan added.

Hearing this, many demon heads' eyes lit up, and they immediately tried, but they only took one step, and all their faces turned red, like bloodshot pig liver, and many people even vomited blood and suffered serious internal injuries.

The pressure of the crimson fog is too strong!

The body of the original cultivator quasi-god could not bear it.

Although the quasi-god realm is profound, the body can achieve qualitative changes after the long-term tempering of powerful laws and the force, and crossing the universe is not a problem, but the combat power of the body still comes from the law and the force.

Those physical cultivation princes were in good condition, and they looked at each other, and there was nothing abnormal on their faces.

"Not too heavy!"

One of them moved his lower body and couldn't help but smile.

Then, he turned around and glanced at Ning Chuan, saw that he was not obstructed, and continued to move in the direction where the God King's essence blood was.

However, as soon as he walked a hundred feet away, before he reached the part of the mountain, his clothes were already soaked with blood, and his body was covered with cracks, and he could see the white bones of Sensen.

He changed his face, quickly turned back, and only after walking to the same place did his expression relax a little, and he gasped heavily.

The pressure of the deep red fog is not static.

The further you go, the more stressful it gets.

If he continues to move forward, I am afraid that he will be crushed into a puddle of mud!

"Do you still dare to be greedy!"

"Seeing that King Wu was not in a hurry, I knew that this mist was not ordinary!"

A burst of ridicule sounded.

The rest of the physical cultivation princes, after thinking for a while, walked in the opposite direction where the mountain was, but they didn't take a few steps, and their faces also changed drastically.

They quickly turned back, returned to their original place, and each chose a new direction to set off.

Just one step, the eyes become more and more ugly.

The pressure of the crimson fog was everywhere, not centered on the Divine King Essence Blood to cut and spread, but according to everyone's initial location as a starting point.

The farther away you go, the more stressful it is!

Other words.

Even if everyone gave up the essence blood of the God King, they would still not be able to escape this area.

Everyone once again turned their gaze to Ning Chuan.

The combat power of the physical cultivation prince comes more from the divine treasure and divine substance.

If the pure physical body is to be particularly strong, it needs to open the corresponding divine cache.

According to rumors, Ning Chuan was in charge of the Desolate Ancient Divine Cache, a kind of strongest Divine Treasure born only for refining the flesh!

"The top of the mountain that is tens of thousands of feet high..."

Ning Chuan secretly shook his head, feeling that it was quite tricky, but relying on perception alone, he could not accurately judge the pressure generated by the distance of the deep red fog.

No longer thinking, Ning Chuan stepped forward and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Soon, out of the way.

This was the limit distance that Fang Cai's physical cultivation prince left, and he was hit hard by the crimson fog.

Ning Chuan's body, however, was not a little unusual, and easily surpassed.

Two hundred zhang!

Five hundred zhang!

A thousand zhang....

When Ningchuan reached the halfway point of the mountain, it was like a blazing sun, blooming with blazing golden light.

That's because of the golden blood exposed from the wound!

He also reached the limit, as expected, the current physical strength is not enough to support the summit of the mountain.

Many demon heads flickered in their eyes.

Such a powerful physical body, and the golden blood of the Immortal God, except for the Lord of Martial Star, the entire universe cannot find a second person!

They could already be sure that this person was Ning Chuan!

Not long after, Ning Chuan turned back, but many demon heads changed their faces, and they clearly saw that the serious injuries on Ning Chuan's body were close to healing, and even the skin injuries were about to disappear!

In the mist, you can't use the Shinzo healing.

This is the body's ability to heal itself!

But it is really incredible that it can reach such a level!

Standing in place, Ning Chuan waited for a moment, and after the injuries on his body were completely healed, he chose a new direction and moved forward again until he reached the limit, and then returned to the same place.

He repeats many times, trying in all directions.

In the end, he stopped experimenting and said in a deep voice: "The range of the mist exceeds my perception, and if you want to leave here, it seems that there is only one way to take the essence blood of the God King!"

Zhao Qinglian's eyes flashed, and she seemed to realize something, and said unexpectedly: "Can you do it?"

Ning Chuan nodded and acknowledged, thought about it, and said, "In another nine months or so, I can climb to the top of the mountain and take away the remaining God King essence blood." Hearing

this, all the demon heads, including Zhao Qinglian, felt outrageous.

They had just seen that Ning Chuan was still a long way from the Divine King Essence Blood at the top of the mountain!

In less than a year, can you improve so much?!

However, considering that this person was Ning Chuan, it didn't seem to be so difficult to accept.

"What if the danger here has nothing to do with the blood of the God King?"

A demon head came back to his senses and voiced everyone's concern.

Ning Chuan spread out his hand and motioned for everyone to look at Mei Xiaoyou, "Then you should ask her?" Many

demons listened puzzled.

Mei Xiaoxiao was also confused, and said with some curiosity: "Ask me what?"

"What flavor of feast do you like to eat."

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