The Three Worlds

"I once witnessed with my own eyes that some of the fallen emperors of the Nether Clan were resurrected in the River of Death. However, the resource consumption was very terrifying. If you want to resurrect a ninth-level supreme, you must consume at least ten times the resources! "

A flash of memory flashed across Gu Taoist's face and he said.

"Ten times the resources?"

Jiuzhenzi took a breath of air.

If an ordinary person wants to cultivate to the supreme level, the resources he has to consume are an unimaginable astronomical number.

However, to resurrect a Supreme Emperor of the Ninth Level of the Emperor from the Death River requires ten times the cultivation resources, which is terrifying.

"Ordinary great emperors, even if they die, are not eligible to get the chance to resurrect from the Death River, unless they have made great contributions."

Taoist Turtle nodded slightly and said.

"Actually, ten times the cultivation resources are really not much. You must know that among tens of millions of ordinary people, not one of them may be able to step into the imperial realm, let alone become the ninth heaven supreme."

Su Chen felt that this River of Death was simply a supreme treasure.

As long as the River Styx does not dry up, the Yeming Clan will survive almost forever.

"Indeed, throughout the ages, the Yeming Clan has given birth to countless great emperors. As long as there are enough resources, wouldn't it be possible to continuously bring these dead emperors back to life?"

Jiuzhenzi said with emotion.

"No, there is a limit to this. Under the years, the life of any great emperor has a time limit. It is impossible to live forever. As long as the years and rings come to an end, he is truly dead and there is no chance of rebirth. Return."

Taoist Gui shook his head and said.

"Oh... you mean that these souls entrusted in the Death River have a time limit. As long as this time is exceeded, these souls will die completely?"

Jiuzhenzi was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said after coming to his senses.

"That's pretty much what it means. When these souls reach the end of their lives, before they are completely destroyed, they will be absorbed by the Death River and transformed into the vitality of the Death River. This is why the Death River can never dry up for thousands of years. , the reason that lasts forever.”

Gu Tao had a vague feeling in his heart that this River of Death was not like the natural river of heaven and earth at all, but more like a supreme holy instrument.

A holy weapon that allows the Nether clan to inherit immortality!

After listening to Taoist Gui's story, Su Chen had a vague feeling in his heart.

"If you have a chance, you should go to the underworld and see if the River of Death is as magical as the legend says?"

Su Chen also suddenly became interested.

However, he knew very well that with his current strength, if he went to the underworld, he would definitely be looking for death.

At least you have to wait until you step into the Nine Heavens Supreme before you can go to the underworld to fight the autumn wind.

"I have a hunch that Ye Luo will appear again. When we meet him next time, he will definitely not be as embarrassed as this time!"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with determination.

This time in the Desert of Falling into the Sea, there were almost dangers. If he hadn't been more careful, I'm afraid he would have been plotted to death long ago.

What happened when King Yama and King Chakravartin rushed out of the cave passage was indeed beyond his expectations, but it was still within his control.

What really surprised him was that behind Ye Luo, the eighteen supreme beings from the underworld actually sneaked into the Qin Imperial City and successfully killed the only clone left by Emperor Qin Tian.

Next, the Great Qin Empire will completely fall into civil strife.

Fortunately, his family has been settled.

No matter how chaotic the Qin Kingdom is, it has nothing to do with him.

"Boy, you have swallowed up the entire ancient dragon vein from the hands of Supreme Kunxu this time. This relationship has been established. The old ghost will definitely not let you go easily."

A teasing smile appeared on Jiuzhenzi's lips.

"It's okay. The debts are too heavy to bear. Now that Emperor Qin Tian's clone has fallen, the Qin Dynasty has no master. It's them who should really have a headache."

Su Chen looked indifferent.

The Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was destroyed, and so many secrets inside were exposed. At this moment, the Kunxu Supreme should be worried about whether other human supremes would come to fight against the autumn wind.

The human race has never been of the same mind.

Wherever there is something good to be gained, people will naturally squeeze in there.

"Dragon veins, black coffins, secret realms, stars... how many trump cards does the Great Qin royal family hide?"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with a strange light and he murmured.

Just now, he only took a quick glance and discovered that there were eighty-one ancient dragon veins in the imperial mausoleum, and each dragon vein was much larger than the dragon veins he got in the Desert of Falling into the Sea.

However, what puzzled him was that the ancient dragon veins in the imperial mausoleum were all dead objects without any spirituality. The spirit of the dragon veins in them seemed to have been extinct long ago.

Whether he died naturally or whether those dragon-veined spirits were refined by the royal family is worthy of further investigation.

Buzz!

When Su Chen was thinking about it, the sky shook, and a guy with a hollow head appeared.

"Boy, should you pay off the debt you owe?"

Bubuka glanced around and found that there was no danger, then he dared to walk out.

"What's the account? Didn't I give you hundreds of millions of Origin Emperor Crystals?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned unkind as he looked at Bubuka.

"Hmph...a few hundred million means nothing. I risked my life to block the Supreme Killing Move for you. This cost me at least 10 billion Emperor Crystals as a reward!"

Bubuka said with an expression of gratitude.

"roll!"

Su Chen gave this guy a cold look.

He is not a good fighter, but he is better at blackmail than anyone else.

At this time, he turned his eyes and looked at Gui Dao Ren.

"Senior, I would like to thank you for your help this time. This is the full martial arts imprint of Xing Tian God of War that I promised before."

Su Chen was not vague and raised his hand to grab it.

Countless martial arts light balls suddenly emerged.

These martial arts light balls, some big and some small, with different colors, represent the various skills and unique skills in the inheritance of the God of War.

"Boy, do you want to sell these martial arts inheritances?"

Bubu Ka rolled his eyes and said.

"No, get out, don't think about taking advantage of me."

Su Chen was too lazy to waste words with this guy. This guy is completely greedy for money, so he doesn't need to be polite.

As long as the money is enough next time, this guy will still come running over happily.

"Yes, you are really straightforward."

The Turtle Taoist didn't bother to be polite with Su Chen. He raised his hand and grabbed the entire martial arts river.

Among them, only a few martial arts records are useful to him, but since it is agreed that he can get all the inheritance of the God of War by himself, he will not be vague.

Moreover, the martial arts mark given by Su Chen this time even includes the 'Three Axes of Xingtian'.

This unique skill is a truly famous inheritance in the nine heavens.

Even if he can't practice it, he can still exchange it for treasures and get a lot!

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