Chapter 290: Holy Emperor's Blood

Not only magic weapons, but also elixirs and runes are turned into pure vitality. It's a bit like Shen Chong when he hit the magic hole of Tianchong. All the treasures with vitality are extracted. The low-grade treasures are directly blown up, and the inferior magic weapons are also turned into a pile of scrap iron.

Shen Chong and three others are people with deep luck. Except for Shen Chong, there are many magic weapons and treasures in the hands of the other two. At this time, all of them have been extracted. The number is really amazing.

A large amount of vitality was forcibly extracted. After pouring into the magic shadow's body, it was instantly decomposed into a strange mass of energy. The magic shadow seemed to be very satisfied. It opened his mouth again and absorbed it again.

"The Seven Treasures Tower!"

"The seal of heaven and earth!"

Feng Yang and Shen Chong sacrificed these two magic weapons at the same time. With the resistance of these two magic weapons, the flow of vitality in the rest of the magic weapons treasures is slightly slower.

"Haha, it's useless. If these two magic weapons restore the power of ancient times, it may also stop the devouring of Lord Magic Shadow, but now, it's just lingering. It's just that I didn't expect that there were so many treasures in the three of you. This time it will definitely satisfy Lord Romo. The blazing sky laughed, but the bottom of his hand was not slow at all. The magic formula of his hands changed repeatedly, and the magic shadow seemed to be a little stronger.

Bum! Bang! Bang!

Middle-quality magic weapons and top-quality magic weapons also lost their power and fell to the ground and turned into a pile of ordinary iron. However, the two original magic weapons of the Throne of the Gods and the Heavenly Dance Wheel were protected by Shen Chong. If these two magic weapons are lost, even if they do not die, they will be completely useless.

Even if it is the best magic weapon, the soul in it is screaming. In addition to the two magic weapons, only the Chiyuan sword, the Canglan sword and the white jade Buddha seal are still struggling to support, but they have also been knocked down to the supreme magic weapon.

"Ji Changhua, do you really dare to completely destroy these two Jiuzhou treasures? Aren't you afraid of causing the collapse of the whole Jiuzhou world?" Wu Jiangli shouted.

"Just Jiuzhoujie, collapse and collapse. As long as I reach another world, such a weak world, who cares?" Ji Changhua laughed.

"You..." Wu Jiang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"He is enchanted, so there is no need to talk nonsense with him." Suddenly, Feng Yang stood up fiercely, as if he had made up his mind. As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, he spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole body surged. There was a drop of pure golden blood in the mouth of blood. The blood ball slowly rose and burst out a golden light.

This golden light is extremely luxurious, full of majesty, kindness and holiness. It reflects the whole altar into a golden color. The magic shadow coiled on the magic moon is illuminated by the golden light. It seems to be a little afraid. It shrinks slightly and condenses into a huge face. The magic is surging, showing very ferocious and horrible.

The solemn color appeared on the faces of Qi Rongtian and Ji Changhua at the same time. The singing voice was more dense, and the magic formula in his hand was more urgent. Powerful power came from the black hole again. The magic shadow seemed to be infuriated, and the demon face that appeared was a little distorted. Suddenly, a breath of magic spewed out and scattered on the golden light.

The golden light and magic gas collided, making a harsh stingling sound, like cold water dripping into the oil pan.

The magic gas was melted, but the golden light was also forced back a little.

The yin and yang have been turned upside down, and the magic in the array is getting stronger and stronger. Coupled with the power transmitted by another world, the breath of the magic shadow is increasing every moment, while the golden blood beads are shrinking.

Ji Changhua sat on the black half of the Taiji picture. The rolling magic gas held up a shield and was not penetrated by the golden light. Seeing this drop of blood, he was a little jealous and a little envious: "This is the blood of the Holy Emperor. Among all my disciples, you are not only the most gifted, but also the most lucky. Even the blood of the Holy Emperor can fall on you. In my hand, if I had this drop of blood, I could have smashed the vacuum and stepped into the broken state.

"Well, old ghost, this drop of blood was left by the Emperor Fengchan. I don't know how many demons the Emperor of Fengchan killed in those years. Even if the master you recognize now is just like a dog in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven. If this drop of blood is given to you, it will make you explode and die." Feng Yang sneered.

"Bold, how dare you insult Lord Romo. I will keep a wisp of your soul and suffer from the demon fire all my life." The blazing sky shouted angrily.

"Humph!" Feng Yang snorted coldly, ignored it, and tried his best to stimulate the power of this drop of blood.

The golden light turned into a light curtain, which was deadlocked with the magic spirit. The magic shadow screamed strangely, but it could no longer pour the magic gas into the altar.

Ji Changhua frowned and was a little worried. He said to the world, "I don't know why I have a bad feeling in my heart. I hope there won't be any accidents in this holy sacrifice."

The blazing world is restrained: "You are a little too worried. Even if the Holy Emperor's blood is too strong, it can't save these three people. This chaotic array of heavens and yin and yang is increasing the power of extreme yin every moment, unless they can support the polar yin to polar yang after seven days, but this is obviously impossible."

"Be careful, run the array with all your strength, and urge the Lord Magic Shadow to devour." Ji Changhua nodded, but he was still a little uneasy.

The Holy Emperor's blood propped up a three-foot square space on the altar. In the space, the pressure of Shen Chong and other three people was slightly reduced, and the vitality of magic weapons and magic weapons no longer dissipated.

But Shen Chong and Wu Jiang's faces were extremely ugly, and Feng Yang sat on the ground with a pale face.

"This drop of Holy Emperor's blood was obtained many years ago, but it can only refine one-tenth of a dozen. Now although it can stop the devouring of the magic shadow, it can't rush through the array. This trip is indeed up to me, and it still implicates Brother Wu."

Feng Yang did not mention Shen Chong. They only had one fate. The second meeting was to fight and kill. There was really no friendship.

"Brother Feng Yang not only gave me advice, but also saved my life. Even if we die together, it's nothing." Wu Jiang's eyes flashed. He had a complex feeling for the former competitor, the senior brother who was already looking up to, that is, admiration and awe.

There is a stabbing sound of magic qi and golden light on the top of the head. Although the golden light is still strong and strong, all three of them know in their hearts that it is now the alternation of yin and yang. When the Taoism disappears, the magic qi will become more and more prosperous, and it is only a matter of time before the power of the Holy Emperor's blood is worn out.

After seven days, it can turn from polar to polar to polar, but can they support it for so long?

After a moment of silence, Shen Chong suddenly said, "There are only two ways to go now, either waiting to die or fighting. Do the two brothers have any choice?"

"Yes, the longer it is, the stronger the polar yin force of this array." Wu Jiang got up and said.

"Maybe we don't have a chance." The wind muttered.

Shen Chong and Wu Jiang's eyes lit up at the same time.

Feng Yang seemed to have made up his mind and said slowly, "If you stimulate this drop of Holy Emperor's blood, you may be able to blow up a passage."

The essence blood is not like a magic weapon. There is the will of the original owner in it, and it is impossible to explode. Only by suppressing the consciousness of the original owner can the energy in it be used to increase the power and break through the realm. However, if it is refined, it is not used to improve the power, but to explode the energy in an instant, which will also set off a huge storm.

But the holy emperor's blood contains the will of the holy emperor, refining the blood, which is tantamount to fighting against the will of the holy emperor. The wind has been in hand for several years, but it has only refined one or two times. It is difficult to suppress the original will in a short time, and it is even more unlikely to let it explode in an instant.

Shen Chong and Wu Jiang both understand this truth. It is impossible for Feng Yang to be unclear, but since Feng Yang proposed this method, there must be a truth. The two did not speak and waited for Feng Yang to speak.

Sure enough, Feng Yang took a look at Shen Chong and said, "It is absolutely impossible to refine this drop of blood in a short time, but with the help of external force, maybe you can have a try."

"What's the use of the senior brother?" Shen Chong seemed to understand a little.

"The spirit of mixed yuan," Feng Yang said, "The seal of heaven and earth is the only treasure with ancient vitality among the nine treasures. If a large amount of mixed vitality is condensed, there will be 60% of the will to suppress the blood of the Holy Emperor. I can let it go crazy, and then protect us with the seven treasure pagoda and rush out of this array."

"A large amount of mixed-yuan gas," Shen Chong smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that it is necessary to consume all the mixed-yuan gas to make the Holy Emperor's refined blood pressure."

"Yes!" The wind is blowing and it is still open.

Shen Chong was a little silent.

The storm caused by the Holy Emperor's blood frenzy can almost sweep the whole chaos. There is indeed a great chance to break through this array, but in this way, this drop of blood will dissipate. You should know that the Holy Emperor's essence and blood remain very little in the world, and most of them have been refined by people, or are regarded as heirloom treasures, which is extremely precious. Therefore, even in the face of the juncture of life and death, Fengyang is unwilling to use it easily.

But now, Feng Yang has been forced to a desperate situation. Even if it does not consume this drop of blood, it will be worn away by the continuous magic.

Wu Jiang also figured out the key and whispered, "It's a pity."

"Hey hey, there is nothing to do with it. If you can't break this array, this blood will fall into the hands of the two people. It's better to destroy it. The seven-treasure pagoda and the seal of heaven and earth can't escape the fate of being sacrificed. What's wrong, can Brother Shen be reluctant to give up those mixed vitality?" Feng Yang said, and his eyes glanced at Shen Chong.

"Brother Feng is too worried. At the critical moment of life and death, all foreign things can be abandoned. Since you are willing to consume this drop of holy emperor's blood, why should I be stingy with these mixed energy? Even if the seal of heaven and earth does not have the spirit of mixed yuan, it is still the treasure of Jiuzhou." Shen Chong said.

"Good to say, monks are willing to give up. As long as I can escape, I will definitely let Da Zhou Ji's family get the due retribution." Wu Jiang said in a cold voice.

Feng Yang nodded and passed on his understanding of the Holy Emperor's blood to Shen Chong and Wu Jiang with consciousness.

Shen Chong thought for a moment, raised his hand to wave out the seal of heaven and earth. A formula was played out, the door was opened, and the atmosphere of mixed yuan rolled out.

The three people sat in line, Feng Yang was in front of him, Shen Chong was in the back, Wu Jiang was in the middle, and the latter two pressed the back heart of the person in front of the towel with their palms, while Feng Yang wrapped a wisp of soul around the blood of the Holy Emperor, and the mixed vitality completely wrapped the three people.

After taking a deep breath, Feng Yang said, "Hang Yuan Shouyi, know the sea, don't be confused by the fantasy, it's starting."

Feng Yang's whole body's magic power soared, and a magic formula hit in. Suddenly, the holy emperor's blood rose sharply, and even the light curtain was a little thick, and the colorful light overflowed. The three people shook at the same time, like a lightning strike.

The blood of the three people are connected, the acupuncture points are connected, and the hearts and minds also feel each other, jointly bearing the power of the Holy Emperor's blood.

"Oh!" Seeing the action formula of the three people outside the array, he was shocked and said, "No, these three people are refining the blood of the Holy Emperor. If they succeed and burst out enough to smash the void, maybe they can break through this array!"

"Hey hey, the holy emperor's blood is not so easy to refine, and this is still the blood of the Emperor of Zen. The Emperor of Heaven has been the peak of brokenness in ancient times. The body of semi-immortal, even if you and I join hands, we can't refine it. These three juniors are just delusional. Ji Changhua sneered.

The power of extreme yin in the heavens and yang is surging more and more intense, and the magic is rolling in, and the black hole connecting another world is also getting bigger and bigger. The fierce beasts transformed by the black light are more powerful. There are two turns of the soul, and the fierce beasts with three turns of the soul, all around the magic shadow, crawling to the ground, constantly spitting out the magic gas. Increase the power of the shadow.

Under this force, the light curtain transformed by the Holy Emperor's blood has begun to shrink. The golden light was suppressed by the magic.