Chapter 1896 The depressed blood ancestor!(1/2)
"Senior brother."
Chen Muyu was also a little depressed, but he still stepped forward to comfort him, "Actually, we should have thought of it earlier."
"I rescued you that day and ruined his good deeds. He will definitely look for blood energy to resurrect his sister. Now in the chaos, only senior brother, you are the only one who has such a vast amount of blood in your blood worshiping cauldron.
Can exist..."
Having said this, Chen Muyu reached out and patted the Blood Ancestor on the shoulder, "Senior brother, your current condition is very bad. Let's go back first and discuss it in the long run."
The Blood Ancestor stood still for a long time, obviously deeply affected.
After a while, he nodded slightly and turned to look at Chen Muyu, with a bitter look on his face, "Do you think I'm useless?"
Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry. Even as powerful as the Blood Ancestor, he had a day of self-doubt.
"Senior brother, neither you nor I can stop this kind of thing. After all, we are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid of thieves missing you. Since he has set his sights on you, you are so capable that you cannot be on guard all the time...
"
Said a lot.
The Blood Ancestor seemed to feel better, and the two of them searched the eighth realm to no avail, and then left.
Wan Hongyan shook his head, as if it was his first time meeting such a person.
Wan Hongyan has something to say.
"No matter what, no matter what, my brother will continue to recover."
"If it really works, my junior brother can't leave it to you, but I can keep it for him for my brother."
As if telling Wan Hongyan, he said, he said, you want to see what kind of flowers he can name.
Shizun raised his eyebrows and looked at Wan Hongyan.
Now I finally understand that relying on others is like relying on oneself.
If we were able to do it, we would have killed the Yakuza many times.
The possibility is high, but we have to move closer to this goal, right?
Now, the only thing blocking Guan Tengjia's face is a hill.
"During that time, was there no unusual movement in the Shimen?"
At that time, there were so many weak people in the fourth realm that they could not collect a small amount of Ji Dao treasures.
The Blood Ancestor stood up and left, his back looking less lonely.
"In addition, the reason why the Yakuza has become so extreme is probably related to the death of my sister. Therefore, all the crux seems to be under this person. The Yakuza must have resurrected you.
The crux of all these issues will disappear, maybe..."
Wan Hongyan will naturally doubt me. Maybe, I feel that he is not a threat to me and that he has no power that I can't control, so I will be brave to him temporarily.
Wan Hongyan frowned slightly, "Brother, what does he want to say?"
Even if I get the blood cauldron back, I'm afraid it will be of little significance.
But there are not many top ones.
Wan Hongyan and Shizun both nodded slightly and asked if they had anything to say.
…
There is less than half of the total of the other realms, which adds up to about two hundred ultimate sources.
Although the previous life only lasted a month or two, to the Hongmeng world, tens of thousands of years have not passed yet.
So, is it worth it?
The Buddha had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
I still haven't fully recovered before I explode my body next time.
After calling Nan Ming and us over, Wan Hongyan asked us to go to the fourth realm again.
In such a long period of time, there have only been seven or eight changes, which is indeed a small number.
Hongmeng Era!
At the critical moment, you have to do it yourself.
I'm naturally curious about this.
It is also time for overall improvement.
The Blood Ancestor took a deep breath and sighed, "For now, there is no other way. Let's heal our wounds first. After you recover a little, you can try to sense the direction of the Blood Cauldron. Try it.
Take it back..."
On the one hand, to ensure the expansion of Wanjie Station, on the other hand, Guan Tengjia gave us a task.
Some spiritual veins are still occupied by small forces, which is the focus of Wan Hongyan's attention.
After all, portals are all about one-to-one contact. The portal in the gourd is connected to a certain corner in the domain of the previous life. Time and space should cut off that connection.
Having said that, Wan Hongyan stopped and came up.
I still have to go and I seem to have nothing to say.
Since the Jida is no longer in the fourth realm, there is nothing to worry about.
The Buddha scolded him very wisely, "He wants to know that just because of the little selfish desires of the Ji Dao, how many monks have perished since Hongmeng? The Ji Dao cannot be at ease and accept that those things have happened, but you can think of him.
Did those things happen?"
However, the loss of Qi and blood is slight, especially in the middle-level realm, which has damaged the origin and is not easy to recover from.
"In that case, since I haven't succeeded yet, I may not be trying to resurrect this person now. It doesn't mean that you were at least quiet during that period because you were worried about what I was doing..."
At most, instinctively, Shizun feels that he is not my opponent yet.
It is also possible to place hope on the blood ancestor.
What if it comes true?
Wan Hongyan said, "We now know that everything the Jida did was done by Feijia Neng to resurrect my sister, and the reason why I took away the blood worshiping cauldron was probably because of the tremendous blood power in the cauldron..."
…
"Ahem."
If he can definitely find a small amount of Hongmeng treasures, it is certain that Guan Tengjia can really break through the shackles of that world with those treasures and use that kind of alternative method to complete the breakthrough.
Wan Hongyan came to the depths of Hongmeng and found this gate to another world.
If the Jidao takes away the blood energy, how can this Blood Ancestor still play with a hammer?
As for whether the door has been opened, maybe it's just because the other party has a key.
At that time, the voice of the Buddha brought Wan Hongyan back to reality.
Rarely or even have no owners.
Did Wan Hongyan speak?
Wan Hongyan nodded slightly. I guessed that the door to another world should be two-way, and there should be no door on both sides.
In the Jidao Palace, after hearing the situation, Shizun also beat his chest angrily, "Without the Blood Worshiping Cauldron, senior brother's combat power will inevitably be damaged. With one thing going down the other, how can we still be his opponent?"
"What?" Wan Hongyan asked immediately.
The treasures of the Jidao level are naturally raised by nature. In the early days of Hongmeng, there are naturally fewer and fewer.
Because they belong to the same time and space, Wan Hongyan looked at the door to another world in the shocking gourd. It still existed and had not disappeared. However, he thought that the teleportation ability should have failed.
Although Ji Dao didn't say anything first and said that there would be no conflict with Wan Hongyan. The small road in the family turned to the sky and everyone went to one side, but this person's words can be believed.
After all, I still have no regrets. When that big guy was strong, he should have caught me and tortured me badly.
Those weak ones are basically those at the pinnacle of the quasi-ultimate realm, and most of them are middle-grade or low-grade.
He looked at the Blood Ancestor.
Use the blood worshiping cauldron in exchange for a period of peace?
"Oh, comfort yourself."
Although Wan Hongyan does not have such a small amount of wealth now, the number of people is too small, and it is still a drop in the bucket to help so few people recover.
Therefore, Wan Hongyan can just sit back and wait for death.
There is no limit to improvement, so Guan Tengjia set his sights on Hongmeng World.
"Junior brother."
He took stock of the power he currently had.
The number is less than two thousand.
"This is going to be big trouble."
In addition, my current thoughts are also to deal with him, I am trying every means to resurrect my sister.
To be continued...