Immemorial Sword Venerable

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In any case, the blood king will not be destroyed in a day, the Swire crisis will not be lifted.

For Archaic Zhuqiang, this is a heavy burden.

But fortunately, the leader is super powerful, killing Mo Tao with a sword, bringing infinite hope to people.

Mo Tao fell behind, Taikoo Chaos temporarily became quiet.

However, people have been closely watching the movement of the blood king.

The North Sea Jedi is choppy.

Terrible waves hit the sea level.

Thousands of miles below the sea, there is a dilapidated palace, and the surrounding palace is extremely ruined, as if there was a world war here.

A blood king in a blood-red robe, standing with his hand down, suspended in front of the ruined palace.

His eyes were hot, staring at the ruined palace.

There was a broken altar vaguely in his eyes, and there was a terrible breath around the altar.

Regardless of the stormy waves bombarding the dilapidated palace, the current will weaken rapidly whenever it approaches the altar.

On the altar, there were signs of torn apart, a faint light, twinkling.

"Sage breath?"

The blood king's pupils were wide open and he couldn't believe it.

As a strong man in the Holy Realm, he realized the origin of water and could easily sense all the special breath in the sea water.

It can even use all water sources in the world for its own use.

He could clearly feel that there was a saintly atmosphere on the altar.

Sage, that was one of the strongest people in the ancient times who stood at the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

It can be said that chaos cannot be exalted, and the saint is the invincible person in the holy realm.

Anyone who can be respected as a saint is a rare peerless demon between heaven and earth.

"A strong breath."

The Blood King can be sure that the breath remaining on the altar is definitely a breath of saints.

Because he once saw a surviving saint in the blood sea territory, somewhere in the remains of the war of the gods falling.

The strong man, although his blood was dry, was about to fall, but his breath was still beyond his imagination.

"What did you experience in this world?"

The blood king frowned.

From entering the Archaic Chaos, he felt his extraordinary.

At this moment, after seeing the altar, he even strengthened his mind.

A bold idea appeared in his mind.

He stepped out slowly and walked to the altar.

He wanted to climb to the altar to see if he could find the inheritance of the saints.

Buzz!

When his breath touched the altar, the entire North Sea suddenly changed, and the cracks on the altar quickly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the Blood King saw an amazing scene.

Something appeared on the altar, that is ... sacrifice.

"Is this sacrifice used for saints?"

His eyes fell on those sacrifices, trembling.

Every sacrifice can make the saints crazy.

"Oh my god."

The Blood King trembled all over, unable to believe his eyes.

He couldn't resist the excitement in his heart and reached out his palm, trying to take the sacrifice.

However, he instantly withdrew his palm.

The sacrifices used to worship saints are contaminated with the breath of saints.

He thought of the sleeping saint in the **** sea territory who once told him that the saint must not be humiliated, and the things which are contaminated with the saint's breath cannot be touched.

Once touched, it will cause cause and effect.

The stronger the cultivation base, the more afraid of cause and effect.

The cause and effect together are the most profound. Once contaminated with saint cause and effect, it will bring endless crisis.

"call."

Blood King took a deep breath, and finally suppressed his inner thoughts.

However, he did not intend to give up on this.

He guessed that there was a saint who practiced here, and these sacrifices were used by the natives of this world to worship saints.

They prayed that the saint could shelter this world.

"Can't be reckless."

Blood King's eyes rolled, thinking of a possibility.

His wrists jittered, and his fingertips quickly condensed into a water polo.

He controlled the water polo and slowly touched the altar.

Click!

Sure enough, just touching the altar, the water polo burst into pieces.

carry on!

The blood king did not believe in evil, and continued to experiment. Finally, after countless trials, the water polo successfully entered the altar.

Tick!

The water polo came to a copper bowl, and suddenly a drop of water dropped.

Suddenly, the dull copper bowl exuded terrible power, sweeping across the North Sea.

"not good."

Seeing this, the Blood King screamed badly, his heart moved, his body collapsed, turned into water droplets and merged into the North Sea.

Rumble!

On the surface of the North Sea, the waves are turbulent.

With a bang, a column of water rose into the sky, and the Blood King appeared and retreated to the shore.

He was soaked all over his body, and his clothes showed signs of cracking.

"very scary."

The Blood King was a little palpitated. If he had escaped a little slower just now, it is estimated that Xiaoming would have explained there.

His deep eyes stared at the North Sea.

After a long time, he gave up the idea of ​​re-entering the North Sea.

"With my current strength, it is almost impossible to set foot on the altar."

The blood king is ready to give up.

Buzz!

At this moment, his communication Yu Pei sounded.

Immediately after, he received a message that Mo Tao was dead.

Before he entered the North Sea, he suppressed several human beings and asked them to help them find out.

They were the news of Mo Tao ’s death.

"what?"

The Blood King exclaimed.

Although Mo Tao is not as good as him, he is considered to be very strong in the false saint.

One step away from the True Saint.

Even he, Mo Tao, had no absolute certainty to kill him.

"Isn't the supreme rule of this world broken? Is there such a strong man?"

Reminiscent of the saint altar in the depths of the North Sea, he was even more horrified, thinking that this world was very unusual.

"This place should not stay long."

Blood King said in a deep voice.

In fact, Fang Chen had gotten the news when something happened in Beihai.

After sensing the breath of the blood king, he came to Beihai for the first time.

However, he found that the blood king disappeared.

"gone?"

Fang Chen stood in the sky above the North Sea and muttered.

Soon after, Yang Kun heard the news that the Blood King entered the space channel and returned to the Shen Meteor Battlefield.

Fang Chen was surprised.

It stands to reason that this blood king is powerful and should not be scared by the news that he beheaded Mo Tao?

Fang Chen frowned.

He looked over the sea.

"Is the movement of Beihai made by the blood king before?"

Fang Chen said to himself.

"If he made it out, there must be an unspeakable secret in the North Sea."

The Blood King apparently left in a hurry, and returned directly to the Shen Meteor Battlefield.

Fang Chen speculates, is there a Holy Realm at the bottom of the North Sea that scared the Blood King?

"Go down and see?"

Fang Chen was eager to try.

"My strength is no worse than that of the blood king. He can escape, and I can escape."

After making a good decision, Fang Chen sent a message to the pure blood demon king.

Soon, the pure-blood demon king came to Beihai and joined Fang Chen.

The reason why the pure blood demon king accompanied him is because he unblocked the inheritance memory and knew some of the secrets of ancient times.

Even more than Yang Kun and others know.

"You are hiding in Dongsong Mountain."

Fang Chen briefly talked about the situation, the pure blood demon king entered the Dongxi Mountain.

Boom!

Fang Chen plunged into the North Sea.

The more dive, the greater the water pressure.

"It's terrible pressure."

Fang Chen couldn't help wondering, no wonder he never saw someone come to the North Sea, I'm afraid he dare not come.

Looking at Taikoo Chaos, no one but him can resist the water pressure of the North Sea.

Fang Chen is more convinced that Beihai is extraordinary.

Below the North Sea, thousands of miles away.

Fang Chen found the ruined palace, at this time, he was surrounded by a layer of sword gas halo, blocking the strong water pressure.

"palace?"

Seeing the broken palace, Fang Chen exclaimed.

"Have you ever fought here?"

Judging by its broken appearance, there should have been strong fighting fluctuations.

"be careful."

After Fang Chen entered the dilapidated palace, the voice of the pure blood demon king came from Dongxi Mountain.

He had a heavy voice and seemed to find something.

"What do you know?" Fang Chen asked.

"Look at the altar in front." The pure blood demon king said: "The water pressure swept the entire broken palace, but it was impossible to get close to the altar."

Fang Chen's eyes fell on the altar and saw some sacrifices.

"Sacrifice? Is anyone here offering sacrifices to heaven?"

On the altar, there are golden fruits, black trees and vines, weapons, immortals and so on.

"It's not easy here."

The pure blood demon king's voice is even heavier, "That fruit is the source of gold, and contains the origin of gold, it is difficult to obtain ordinary saints."

"There is also the black tree vine, which is an ancient black vine in the ancient times. It is said that its body is indestructible, and a leaf can make a supreme weapon."

"There is also the golden paper, which contains the power of the saint."

"..."

Every time the Pure Blood Demon King said something, Fang Chen's heart shook more and more.

"what?"

Fang Chen's eyes widened.

What is this place, and who is it that the altar is worshipping? Why is there such a precious sacrifice?

Containing the fruit of the origin, the ancient tree of black vine, the paper containing the power of the saint ...

This is only a small part of the sacrifice, and a part of it is shrouded in hazy light, which can't be seen clearly.

Fang Chen's heart trembles, and the blood runs faster.

"These sacrifices are most likely to worship saints."

The pure blood demon king said.

"Worship the saint?"

Fang Chen was speechless, recalling that the Blood King hurriedly left Taikoo Chaos, he figured it out.

"The blood king touched the altar and was frightened?"

Saint, that's the legendary superpower after Chaos Supreme.

Those who do not become saints are all gray fly.

"Did Taikoo Chaos ever have a saint?"

Fang Chen's heart gradually became clear.

He speculated that Taikoo Chaos had once produced a saint, and these sacrifices were to worship the saint.

This altar represents the prosperity of Taikoo Chaos!

He licked his dry lips and his heart beat faster.

The palace is dilapidated, the supreme rule is incomplete, and the saint has long disappeared.

This altar seems to be about to shatter.

The offerings are still intact.

If you can get one of these things, it is also a happy event.

"Can you get it?"

Fang Chen was eager to try.

However, he was still more vigilant, especially knowing that the Blood King had withdrawn from Taikoo Chaos because of this matter, and was even more cautious.

"I don't recommend you try."

The pure blood demon king said.

The means of the sages are all through the sky, and contaminating the sage's breath is to form cause and effect with the sages.

"Try it, if there is danger, I will leave immediately."

Fang Chen couldn't help but feel excited.

He stretched out his finger excitedly and touched the altar.

Buzz!

When he touched the altar, the world suddenly changed color and the North Sea shook.

He panicked and wanted to retreat, it was too late.

A ray of glow emanated from the altar.