Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Rumble!

The aura in the bloodline prison is gloomy and terrifying. With the revival of various chaotic wonders outlined on the surface, all kinds of gods and thunder lights in the prison burst across the sky, all rushing towards the divine blood drawn from Xiao Ye's divine body and go.

This is just like a living being, who was about to rise up after reversing the rules of chaos and heaven, and received a devastating blow.

Chi Chi Chi!

Looking around, Xiao Ye's purple ball of divine blood trembled as if being crushed by a huge millstone.

It's like a lake that is being continuously evaporated.

This is obviously a sign of being tempered and becoming more and more pure.

The whole process lasted for a whole year in the sixth floor of the Tower of Time.

Buzz!

As the bloodline prison erupted with a burst of wailing, all the visions suddenly fell silent, and a piece of purple divine blood also rushed out of the bloodline prison, rushing towards Xiao Ye's body.

Crash!

In an instant, Xiao Ye's withered body instantly plumped up, like a dead tree in spring, exuding vitality again.

However, the origin created by him with the ancient gods and Heavenly Dao Jue quickly faded away.

The Prison of Bloodlines is an unconventional divine weapon, and it requires Dao divine power to activate it. In this year, Xiao Ye's Dao divine power has been exhausted.

"What a wonderful feeling!"

Xiao Ye sat cross-legged, checking himself.

His divine blood, after a year of tempering in the bloodline prison, is now only 90% left, but it surges like a chaotic thunder, and the power of the bloodline that spreads has increased by a large amount.

Obviously, the potential contained in his seven-star ancient god bloodline has been stimulated.

To Xiao Ye's surprise, after stepping into the middle Taoist realm, he seldom used it, and the ancient god's bone hidden in his right arm also underwent some subtle changes.

When the loss was almost recovered, Xiao Ye suddenly stood up,

His whole body was full of light, and his flesh and blood were disintegrating, forming phantoms one after another, with endless changes.

He is urging the ancient gods of the seven-star ancient gods to use the supernatural powers of the ancient gods.

Looking around, he has evolved ninety fighting techniques in an instant.

"This prison of blood is indeed a treasure!"

Ninety phantoms condensed into Xiao Ye's figure again, his face was full of amazement.

The Ancient God Myriad Fighting Technique was originally a kind of supernatural power activated by the bloodline of the Seven Star Ancient God, and had nothing to do with the perception of Dao.

Now, he only relied on the bloodline prison to temper his blood for a year, and his display of this kind of bloodline supernatural power has actually been greatly enhanced.

"continue!"

At the moment, Xiao Ye suppressed the excitement in his heart, took out the high-level chaos stone, and practiced the ancient gods and heavenly formulas.

The stronger the divine power of the Tao, the longer it will take to activate the bloodline prison.

At the same time, he is also constantly refining the Ruyi Shenzhou and Fengshenzhu he harvested from Gubao Pavilion.

In particular, Xiao Ye kept nurturing the chaotic soul that inherited the lineage of the master of time with his divine power.

Although he had gradually refined this chaotic spirit, it was completely different from the time dagger when it was activated, and it felt like it was difficult to move forward.

This is his biggest reliance right now.

Chun Mieyang, and the news revealed by the disciples of the Gubao Pavilion, gave him a sense of urgency, and naturally wanted to maximize its power.

When practicing in closed doors, time always passes quickly.

Time flies, and five thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Xiao Ye, who was practicing in the Tower of Time, was suddenly awakened.

"What a strong battle fluctuation!"

Xiao Ye opened his eyes.

Although he retreated in the Tower of Time, the outside world still left the Zhenhao Chaos Body, and the Chaos Spirit was protecting the Dharma, and his god-level will remained.

Therefore, any disturbance in the outside world can be felt.

"Every ancient god in the realm of the group has a penalty pavilion in charge of the law, so there are generally few internal fights."

Xiao Ye secretly thought, using the Chaos Spirit from outside to investigate.

"This battle fluctuation seems to come from... the direction of Senior Sister Youlan's residence!"

Swish!

Xiao Ye stood up, teleported out, and left his courtyard.

"Li Zhenchuan and the others, who went out to carry out group missions for 80,000 years, have returned safely. This time Fenghuagu will be in trouble again!"

"The branch of our ancient gods in the reincarnation sea area is the weakest branch of the Fenghuagu branch. There are no strong people who can hold the field. There are even few people who have comprehended the two ways of chaos to the second level. It is also difficult to be bullied by the descendants. It's normal, as long as you don't make too much trouble, even the senior brother in charge of the Xingping Pavilion will not intervene."

...

Just when he came to the outside world, Xiao Ye heard a lot of discussions.

"Descendant disciple? Fenghua Valley branch?"

Xiao Ye's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he teleported forward, rushing forward.

The purple mountain range under Che Yuanhou's ancient god's pillar is winding and deep. There are many palaces and towers in the mountain, and there are many disciples of the ancient god living at the foot of the mountain.

Of course, most of them are branch disciples.

At the foot of the mountain, in a hanging building covered with green vines, two groups of disciples of the ancient gods were confronting each other.

Among them are a group of five disciples of ancient gods, each of whom is intimidating. They are obviously descendant disciples and outsiders, but they regard themselves as the masters of the Diaolou.

"Have you considered it?"

"The environment of this Diaolou is good, it is very quiet, suitable for cultivation, hand over the treasures you have obtained from Gubao Pavilion during this period, and I may consider returning this Diaolou to you."

"Otherwise, every time you change your residence, we will occupy it."

The five disciples of the descendants of the ancient gods all looked at the eleven branch disciples in front of them with half-smiles.

"Rogue!"

"What a rascal!"

You Lan, a slender and beautiful girl with ethereal spirit, her pretty face was pale with anger, her fingers were clenched tightly, and her delicate body was trembling.

Disciples with unorthodox backgrounds like them have already had a hard time in the realm of the group. It is hard to get into the Gubao Pavilion to obtain treasures.

In the end, he was blackmailed by this group of descendant disciples?

"Ugh!"

"Junior Sister Youlan, this group of descendant disciples have a bad reputation, but we can't afford to offend them, so let's compromise."

At this moment, the ten disciples from the Fenghua Valley branch beside You Lan, all covered with bruises, whispered one after another at this moment, taking out the treasures on their bodies with bitter faces.

This kind of thing had happened more than once, they were used to it, but Youlan didn't experience much.

no way!

Who let them have unorthodox backgrounds and have no strength to compete with descendant disciples?

Listening to the words of these branch brothers, You Lan was silent for a long time, and finally closed her beautiful eyes, as if accepting the reality, waved her jade hand, ready to take out the treasure.

Snapped!

At this moment, a powerful hand grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement.

"In the face of scoundrels, compromise cannot solve the problem."

"The best way……"

At the same time, a calm voice slowly entered You Lan's ears.

"It's just that they are afraid of hitting them!"

(Second update arrives!)