The man in gold clothes looked at the old man expressionlessly, and simply said: "Where are the things? Did you bring them?"
"I, Wanling Palace, have been friends with nobles for many years. When did anything go wrong?"
The old man in black robe smiled faintly, turned his palm, and in his palm, a blood-colored magic bead the size of a fist suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"After more than two hundred years of refining, this Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl was finally successfully sacrificed!"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed old man's mouth.
The so-called Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearls require the blood of one hundred thousand saint-level experts to be successfully refined.
One hundred thousand saint-level powerhouses is not a small number. Even among such a huge force as the Witch God Sect, there are simply not so many saint-level powerhouses.
Therefore, it is very difficult to refine the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl.
At this time, the so-called "baptism of all spirits" came into being.
There are not enough saint-level experts, so refining the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Orbs is far away.
Then, they will create saint-level strong men themselves.
Although there are not many saint-level experts, there are far more than one hundred thousand warriors trapped in the pinnacle of the emperor realm and the semi-saint realm.
Although the "false saints" created through the baptism of all spirits are only "false saints", they also have the power of saints, and their blood is naturally the blood of saints.
And the most important point is that during the baptism of all spirits, they can easily collect blood.
How could it be possible for other saint-level experts to easily hand over their precious holy blood to others?
It was through the Baptism of All Spirits that after more than two hundred years of continuous operation, the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl was finally successfully refined.
As soon as the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl was taken out, the powerful energy and blood power emanating from it made everyone present awed.
This spiritual bead, which has absorbed one hundred thousand holy blood, undoubtedly contains extremely huge energy.
"very good."
The man in golden clothes, the young master with golden scales, finally showed a faint smile on his indifferent face, "It is not in vain that my Zerg tribe has continuously provided holy crystals to the Hall of All Spirits for so many years to help you complete the work of all spirits."
Baptism, today, finally paid off."
Young Master Jinlin stretched out his right hand and said calmly: "Bring it here."
The black-robed elder smiled, but did not immediately hand the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl into the hands of Young Master Jinlin.
"Um?"
Young Master Jinlin frowned, "Xu Wuya, what do you mean? Could it be that your Ten Thousand Spirits Palace still wants to turn your back and refuse to admit it?"
"Young Master misunderstood."
Xu Wuya shook his head and smiled: "If I, the Ten Thousand Spirits Palace, wanted to go back on my word, how could I bring this Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl to you, young master?"
"Then what do you mean?"
Young Master Jinlin stared at Xu Wuya, with a murderous intent bursting out in his eyes, trying not to hide it.
Although he looks like a young man in his twenties, in fact, he has been alive for thousands of years, and is even much older than the Xu Wuya in front of him.
Every step in the evolution of the Zerg is very long, especially for high-level Zerg like them, who often sleep for hundreds of years, which is normal.
"I just want to remind you, young master, that with the help of the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl, after the Nine-turn Holy Spirit Flower is conceived, we, the Ten Thousand Spirits Palace, must occupy five of the nine petals!"
Xu Wuya held the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl in his hand and smiled lightly.
"Do you think that we, the Zerg race, are just like you, the human race, who go back on our word?"
Young Master Jinlin snorted softly, "Since this agreement was made between my father and you, the Master of the Ten Thousand Spirits Hall, as long as you humans don't cheat, we Zerg will not break the promise."
"That's good, the young master really has the demeanor of a general."
Xu Wuya praised Young Master Jinlin a few more times, but still did not hand over the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl to Young Master Jinlin. He just smiled and said: "Anyway, this Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Pearl is only used to nourish the Nine-Revolution Holy Spirit Flower."
It’s the same thing as if the things you own are kept by me.”
Young Master Jinlin snorted, said no more, turned around, and pressed lightly on a protruding rock on the cliff.
Then, the space in front of him trembled slightly, and with a "buzzing" sound, a stone door slowly rose.
"Come with me."
Young Master Jinlin said lightly and strode into the cave.
Xu Wuya and the old man beside him looked at each other and immediately followed him.
If Ling Feng were here, he would definitely feel very familiar when he heard the name Nine-turn Holy Spirit Flower.
Yes, both the Star Holy Spirit Pill and the Nine Turns Holy Spirit Flower have the word Holy Spirit.
In fact, this Nine-turn Holy Spirit Flower is also the most important natural material and earthly treasure for refining the Star Holy Spirit Pill.
The reason why Ling Feng tried so hard and spent several months but still couldn't refine the Star Holy Spirit Pill was because this most critical treasure was missing.
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Forward! Forward! Forward!
Kill! Kill! Kill all the way!
Ling Feng traveled all the way eastward and experienced countless battles. It can be said that he is already familiar with the changes of various forbidden spells.
Now, he can activate up to five forbidden spells with different attributes at the same time!
And the power of the fusion of forbidden spells can transcend the original level and reach a higher level.
In other words, with the help of these fused forbidden spells, Ling Feng's absolute lethality is no less than that of ordinary temple wizards.
Of course, it's just an ordinary great witch.
If you encounter a monster like Duan Lingtian, you have to give in.
"It's already the seventh day!"
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and looked forward.
As he traveled eastward, he was destined to be unlikely to encounter other temple disciples, but this also saved him a lot of trouble.
Suddenly, Ling Feng shivered and felt a bone-chilling breath coming from in front of him, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Why did it suddenly become so cold?"
There was a faint layer of fire all over his body. Faced with this cold air, even Ling Feng couldn't stand it.
In front of you is a long river valley, but it is completely frozen, and the ice and snow here seem to have a special aura.
This is not ordinary ice and snow, it contains at least the power of ice rules of level nine or above.
"I didn't expect that there is such a place in the northern battlefield."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and the strong wind and snow swept away all the scents and clues remaining in the air.
Even with Ling Feng's perception, he could only feel the endless cold.
As far as he could see, he saw a long and narrow ice valley, misty in the wind and snow, with no end visible at a glance.
Just when Ling Feng was about to bypass this ice valley and look for other Zerg races, suddenly...
Buzz!
The earth seemed to tremble slightly!
Deep in the ice valley, a powerful breath, like a volcanic eruption, shot straight into the sky, rolling and shaking the clouds. The breath was majestic, vast and strong, full of astonishing power, as if it was about to shatter the sky.
The moment the breath burst out, a strong air current formed, deflecting the wind and snow in the ice valley.
And even though it was accompanied by wind and snow, it traveled an unknown distance and blew onto Ling Feng's face, there was still a strong and majestic aura left.
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly.
Vaguely, he also smelled a scent, as if it was right in front of him.