The Lord’s Empire

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Volume One Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve

The old woman looked at the scene in front of her, and her voice trembled, "This is the first time I have seen the light curtain form the face of Wuzu. I once heard someone say that someone could do it, but that was a very long time ago. I never thought that I would be able to do it with my own eyes See."

The elegant man was also surprised, "This light curtain was originally set up by the ancestors, which can absorb the sacrifices of countless sorcerers, and it is also the strongest defense of my Wuzu. manifested."

The beautiful woman in the red dress said, "That drop of blood is something that defies the sky and shocks the world?"

The elegant man nodded, "That drop of blood is absolutely earth-shattering, otherwise the light curtain wouldn't have changed like this, and thinking about this person's identity now would be very scary."

The beautiful woman in the red dress said solemnly, "If he has the power of a single drop of blood, then his identity is indeed very terrifying. Could the blood on his body be the blood of the origin? Only the blood of the origin can be so terrifying. Power."

The old woman said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's not an ordinary source blood. If the ordinary source blood can't do this, the source blood on his body may be the top bloodline."

The Yingwu man said solemnly, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for such a person to participate in the witch festival."

The condensed face, the eyes are deep like the universe, looking at Zhao Fu below, the witch character between the eyebrows emits a slight light, flying out from the forehead, and flying towards Zhao Fu Zhao Fu below, fluttering as if The fallen leaves were printed on Zhao Fu's eyebrows.

boom!

A terrifying witch power burst out from Zhao Fu's body, forcibly imprisoning all four sides, everyone felt their bodies sink, and then the blood and the witch power in the body became frightened, as if they were about to surrender to this witch power. .

"This is the power of the ancestors!"

Countless people from the Wu clan looked at Zhao Fu in astonishment. It really makes countless people envious. This kind of power can only be possessed by the young patriarch, but Zhao Fu has this kind of power in advance.

These Zhao Fu did not expect that the drop of blood was not ordinary blood, but a drop of Zhao Fu's blood essence. Originally, Zhao Fu planned to use this drop of blood essence to open the light curtain channel.

Zhao Fu's bloodline was already the blood of his origin, and later he incorporated several supreme-level powers.

That witch character was integrated into Zhao Fu's head. Zhao Fu only felt that countless witch spells were like slender chains, shooting all over his body, and a powerful witch power spread out, changing Zhao Fu's body. And enhance Zhao Fu's power.

After a while, Zhao Fu completely mastered the power of Wu Zu, the terrifying aura on his body dissipated, the face in the sky disappeared, and the surrounding light scattered and turned into a light curtain.

One after another huge light beams shot on the platform, and the rays of light continued to condense and change, and finally formed channels one by one, through which people could enter the depths of the Holy Land.

Everyone looked at the scene in surprise. Now it seems that this person is even more terrifying than Wu Ying. Only the blood of one person can meet the requirements of sacrifice, so many of them can't pay him alone. It's sad to think about it.

Someone intends to walk into the passage to enter the Holy Land.

At this time, Zhao Fu flew to the sky, "I opened this passage with fresh blood, you can go in that Wu Ying, but the others stay first."

The sound is not too loud or too small, covering the entire platform, and everyone can hear it clearly.

There was an uproar all around, this kind of method is too overbearing, and they have never seen this kind of words in front of their hundreds of thousands of witches.

Some witches believed that it was indeed Zhao Fu who opened the channel, and it was acceptable to ask them to stay. Some witches were a little dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to say it. They had just seen the power of Zhao Fu, and daring to resist would undoubtedly be courting death.

The 8 great witches are facing each other, everyone present except Wu Ying can go first, and the 8 great witches who wrap them all have to stay.

Although they were the 8 great witches, they had no resistance against Zhao Fu.

Wu Ying looked at Zhao Fu in the sky and asked, "Why can I go first?"

Zhao Fu doesn't want to have a conflict with Wu Ying now, so let her go into the depths of the Holy Land first, and wait until the end to take her witchcraft, and said with a smile, "Our battle will be at the end, I don't want to start now."

Wu Ying heard the words and didn't say anything, walked into a passage and disappeared.

Xuan Sheng and Zhao Fu had some friendship and asked, "Wu Ling, why do you want us to stay here?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Fu strangely, they couldn't imagine why Zhao Fu kept so many of them?

Zhao Fu said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to absorb the tribal witchcraft in your body."

Absorb your own tribal witchcraft?

The faces of everyone are still strange. The tribal spell in their bodies comes from their bloodline, and not everyone can have it. Even if this person is very strong, but without their tribe's bloodline, they cannot obtain their tribe's spell.

Xuan Sheng frowned, they knew that Zhao Fu would not tell lies, and he might be able to absorb their tribe's witchcraft.

Then they stand here to absorb him? This may be nothing to ordinary people, but it would be very embarrassing for their eight witches.

He Xiao shouted, "I have already heard that your strength is strong, and now I want to see your strength. If you defeat me, you can absorb the witchcraft in my body."

Everyone admires He Xiao, knowing that he is not Zhao Fu's opponent, but

Still have to fight Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu chuckled, "I'll give you a chance to shoot!"

He Xiao jumped, like a spiritual crane flying into the sky, and stabbed Zhao Fu with a sword with a sharp sword light.

Zhao Fu did not dodge or dodge, his sword fingers radiated black light and moved forward.

boom!

The sword edge and the sword fingers collided together, and a powerful force dissipated. Zhao Fu stood in place without moving, but He Xiao's body took five steps back. The difference in strength between the two sides soon became apparent.

He Xiao reluctantly rushed over again, the sword in his hand emitted a lot of white light, a huge white crane appeared in the white light, very agile and vivid, inciting a pair of wings with a powerful force, quickly rushed towards Zhao Fu. .

The black sword light around Zhao Fu condensed into a black sword, which flew out with a terrifying force, and shot out extremely quickly like a black light.

boom!

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and the huge white crane that rushed over was instantly penetrated by the black sword light, and the white crane turned into numerous light spots and dissipated.

He Xiao's face was ugly, he didn't expect Zhao Fu to break his attack so easily.

Zhao Fu looked at He Xiao and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

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