Chapter 559 Ten Billion, Million

Half a drop of silver blood, that is the blood of the immortal, which contains the willpower of the immortal. At this moment, although I don't know what means Lin Feng used to seal it, the faintly revealed breath still made the four polar four sons feel numb.

Only then did they re-evaluate Lin Feng's strength. It's better to see him than to hear it.

"Uncle, is this really the blood of immortals?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "The fairy only appeared hundreds of millions of years ago. We don't know what a fairy is and what kind of existence he is, and we don't even have a piece of ancient book. For hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many life and death disasters have been experienced in the immortal world. Even if he is really a descendant of immortals, his bloodline is very rare.

Looking at the silver blood in the palm of his hand that wanted to escape, Lin Feng sensed that the willpower of this half drop of blood was three points stronger than the divine blood in the right arm of the god.

Lin Feng put away this half drop of silver blood. He didn't dare to refine it at will, and he slowly realized it. He may have a chance to control it in the future.

"That Xuan Yingzi is indeed a very powerful opponent. I used a killer mace just now and couldn't leave him. It just hurt him a little. This guy is the most powerful Taishang Zun who I have ever seen. If you don't die this time, you will be careful if you meet him again.

"Yes, uncle."

"What's wrong with that Taixiu Emperor?" Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the Taixiu Emperor who was practicing. He felt it and knew that she had controlled her injury. As long as she had been practicing for a period of time, she could recover seven or eight layers.

Lin Feng and others retreated nearby. This is the territory of Xuanjimen. The two ancestors lost their bodies and could not recover their peak strength for at least 500 years. And that Xuan Yingzi, even if he has recovered at this moment, will not kill him immediately.

Three days later, Emperor Taixiu took over the mysterious little fairyland and used the fairy spirit to refine it. His strength was finally restored to three or four levels.

"Lin Daoyou, the warriors have been separated for hundreds of years. I can't believe that you have far surpassed today. Even Xuan Yingzi was defeated and fled. You may not know that this person has killed all over the world in many alien space worlds. At least more than 20 immortal sects of various sizes have been destroyed by him, and the number of Taishang who died in his hands is absolutely exceeded ten. If it hadn't been for the help of Taoist friends, I'm afraid I would have fallen today.

Lin Feng smiled. In the space of the warrior clan, this Taixiu emperor was indeed hiding. Maybe what happened from beginning to end was seen by her eyes. But why don't you take action? Maybe there is an unknown reason behind the matter.

"Has the gun of the fire weapon trial fallen into the hands of Taoist friends?"

"Yes."

Emperor Taixiu sighed. It seems that the yin and yang old demon has been killed by you. No wonder the five immortal gates from the three continents in the north and west have withdrawn from the eastern continent.

She raised her eyebrows and shot a piece of although, which turned into a horn, which was the battle song of the Golden Lower Taoist Warrior.

"Lin Daoyou, you can also take this gold weapon. I don't have any requirements. I just hope that after inheriting the Taoism of Jiuyou Ghosts, they can give my disciples a first-line opportunity. I'm very grateful. Taixiu Emperor held his fist slightly and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth. "Nine Ghosts are an ancient existence like the supreme. The Taoist wealth he left is amazing. If you get to enter the world of the three emperors in the future, you can also dominate and become the master of a sect."

Lin Feng nodded. This Taixiu Emperor's words meant that their warriors would turn to themselves. It seemed that all forces had found a way out for this great disaster.

He opened his mouth and took a breath, and the horn flew into the air.

In less than a moment, a sonorous sound burst out on his body, and his flesh and blood seemed to have turned into a magic soldier. Suddenly, the sky tore a gap, and a waterfall poured down.

That's a small fairyland.

The split's original magic weapon, the white bone throne, integrated the seven war weapons and finally transformed into the upper-grade lower-level Taoist weapon, which aroused the induction of the small fairyland and infused with fairy fluid quenching.

The endless fairy liquid is transformed into power. There are two layers of continuous washing Lin Feng's flesh and blood, Zifu and Jin Dan. The remaining seven layers are integrated into the White Bone Throne, forming an unspeakable rule force inside the throne.

The power of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, five elements of yin and yang, time and space and other rules, they are slowly condensing and forming.

"When the middle-grade Taoist device transforms into a top-grade, it can really produce the power of time and space rules. No wonder those old people are staring at the White Bone Throne." Lin Feng's mind moved, and a seal appeared, wrapping and sealing those powers of the rules of time and space. In the future, these forces will be divided to those at the peak of Xianmen. As long as they can understand the power of the rules of time and space, the chance of breaking through will be a little bigger.

Suddenly, a projection of a blood space appeared from Lin Feng's body, and the 72nd blood space was actually completed at this moment.

Bang and touch... Dong Dong Dong... B------------- All kinds of heavenly sounds are emitted from the body, which seem to form magical syllables. Although Lin Feng sat there, there was no change at all. But in the eyes of the rest of the people, it becomes very tall. People in the sky look down at the world.

This is completely a feeling of momentum and spirit. They know that Lin Feng's strength has made a crazy breakthrough again at this moment.

The beating syllables seem to merge with heaven and earth, as if a huge hammer is hitting their hearts.

The four sons of the polar regions looked at each other and saw the terrment in each other's eyes. They picked up the Taixiu Emperor and teleported out. If you stay for another moment, I'm afraid you will vomit blood.

Seventy-two Tianang star body, in the Protoss in ancient times, this kind of physique is also at the upper-middle level. It represents the seventy-two stars in the infinite universe. Once the blood of the Protoss is used to stimulate it, it is said that the power of the seventy-two stars can be used to fight against the enemy, and the power is infinite.

"The blood in the body has finally changed."

When Lin Feng achieved the thirty-six evil bodies, his blood became enchanting and strange. At this moment, the seventy-two heavenly star has been achieved, and the enchanting blood is finally stained with a layer of purple gold.

Gold is the color of the blood of the Protoss. Lin Feng has seen it in the right arm of God. Those blood colors belong to the most original gold, with no impurities.

Lin Feng's current blood is purple and gold, and it has not completely metamorphed, which only shows that his Protoss blood has awakened more.

The metamorphosis of the White Bone Throne gradually slows down, as if it is coming to an end.

Lin Feng's eyebrows moved. He opened his eyes and looked up. He reached out and grabbed it hard, as if he was going to grab the hole of the little fairyland.

The opening of the hole did not fall, but it became bigger. The fairy liquid, which had been reduced in flow, poured out again.

Lin Feng's transformation, the transformation of the White Bone Throne lasted for seven days.

"10 billion combat power, millions of longevity yuan, top-grade lower-level Taoist." Lin Feng looked at it and was surprised. But then he found a more important thing, that is, he feels that although he has achieved the 72-day star, the 10 billion combat power seems to have reached the limit. If it continues to increase, I'm afraid that his body will collapse if he can't stand it.

"The power has the maximum. It seems that the only way is to condense the mana into the power of the rule as soon as possible."