"Yam Luo, what on earth did you give me? It can actually activate the ancient divine patterns in my body!" Even Fang Hao was extremely shocked at this time.
Previously in the Hades Temple, although he received gifts from Pluto, he could not fully control the ancient divine patterns, and they were often deliberately ignored by him when facing enemies.
It was all because all the ancient divine patterns in his body were incomplete, but with the appearance of the drop of blood just now, Fang Hao suddenly discovered that the power of the originally incomplete divine patterns in his body could actually move according to his wishes.
"It seems that the rumors are true. You are indeed the protector of the Son of Hades. This drop of divine blood is condensed from the blood of the Styx for hundreds of years, and there is a trace of the mark left by Hades engraved in it."
"Only those who are truly favored by Pluto can inspire the true mystery of this divine blood nectar. If my guess is correct, the ancient divine patterns in your body should have been perfectly integrated with your body!" Yama Luo looked calm.
said.
Fang Hao originally wanted to scare him, but when he heard what he said was accurate, he smiled and said: "This gift of apology is not bad, but I may not know that there is more than
There is an ancient divine pattern."
"What? You actually have other divine patterns, but I only have this drop of blood and nectar on my body. This was given to me by the emperor. Even if I want to give you some more, there is nothing I can do!" Yan Luo said with a bitter smile.
When Fang Hao heard this, he was immediately disappointed and said: "This Ming Lord is too stingy. Isn't it just a few drops of blood? I'll reward you with more to make you die or something!"
"I said before, this divine blood nectar is condensed by the blood of the Styx for hundreds of years. Only one drop can be condensed every hundred years. It is dozens of times more precious than those so-called panaceas. I can give it to you,
This is enough to prove my sincerity in cooperation!”
Hell Prison is no different than other sects. They basically do not need the aid of elixirs in their cultivation, and this divine blood jelly is not strictly a pure elixir.
The mystery contained in it is not just as simple as increasing Qi and blood, but it also hides the ultimate secret of Hell.
However, what Yan Luo did not say was that the drop he gave Fang Hao was actually the defective product left after he absorbed it.
Otherwise, after hundreds of years of gestation by the Styx, it would be impossible for this divine blood nectar to have such a little effect.
The ancient divine pattern may seem mysterious, but in fact, based on the principle of the divine formation, this drop of blood and nectar only makes up for the imperfections of Fang Hao's divine pattern.
Even without the help of this drop of divine blood, as long as Fang Hao's divine soul improves a little more, the divine patterns will resonate with him and repair themselves.
When Pluto's will left these three ancient divine patterns, its intention was not to protect Fang Hao, but to speed up Fang Hao's practice.
However, Fang Hao followed the path of cultivation based on the body. The growth of the soul is inseparable from the physical body. It is not like ordinary meditation that only cultivates the soul.
"Okay, since I already have your things, I won't be disrespectful to you in return, so I will return your weapons to you!"
Without any movement from Fang Hao, a streak of blood pierced the void, and then a bloody halberd was suspended in the air.
"Shinra Tenzheng!"
The moment he saw the bloody halberd, even Yan Luo, who had always been extremely calm and composed, couldn't help but shout excitedly.
Then, without caring about the reaction of Fang Hao and others, he directly grasped the bloody halberd and kept stroking it.
"Isn't it just a weapon? I see you are as nervous as if you have lost your wife and child. Is it that exaggerated?" Fang Hao couldn't help but complain.
Yan Luo said with a solemn expression: "Shenluo Tianzheng is the leader of the Ten Kings of Hell. I co-exist and prosper with it and are connected by blood. If it is gone, it will be worse than losing my wife and children!"
Fang Hao also immediately remembered that when he and Yama Luo fought for the first time, Yama really relied on this mysterious weapon to enter the realm of the extreme.
Perhaps to him, this Shinra Tianzheng is indeed more important than his relatives.
Fang Hao is like this with Xuan Dao!
Based on Fang Hao's current level of cultivation, the Immortal Killing Sword is actually the most suitable weapon.
After all, the Immortal Killing Sword contains the power of the world, and it has extremely high spirituality. The power it can hold is wider than the Mysterious Sword.
However, since Fang Hao started from Kyushu, Xuan Dao has been accompanying him all the way through life and death.
Once, after the Xuan Dao broke, Fang Hao worked hard to recast it.
Therefore, Xuan Dao is far more than just a weapon to Fang Hao.
"I gave you the weapons. As for cooperation, I don't think it's necessary. As long as you don't trouble me in the future, I will never deal with you." Fang Hao came back to his senses and said calmly.
However, Yan Luo still said reluctantly: "I am not cooperating with you to resolve the grudges between us. What I am worried about now is whether Meng Tian will be detrimental to Hades, and there are other deeper reasons.
It’s for the birth of the Son of Hades!”
When Fang Hao heard this, he immediately stopped smiling and said seriously: "So, after Ming Lord took away the ancient divine fetus from me, did he not successfully fuse the son of Ming?"
"It turns out that my guess was true. The emperor really wanted to do this. The son of Hades is the successor of Hades. As a member of Hades, I will never watch the emperor make a huge mistake!" Yama Luo said with a look on his face.
Said firmly.
Hearing this, Fang Hao nodded and said: "It's good that you have this enlightenment, but just based on this, I'm afraid that even if I go to hell, I will never come back!"
Fang Hao is not stupid. With his strength, even with the help of Yama, if he goes to Hell, he may not be able to save the Son of Hell, and he may even get himself involved.
"Boy, that's not necessarily the case. With my help, let alone Lord Ming, even if his true form comes, he can't do anything to you!"
Just when Fang Hao was worried, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Lao Xuan, why are you here! I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you had run away long ago!"
Fang Hao turned around and looked at the man in Tsing Yi wearing a bamboo hat coming from a distance, grinned, and showed a bright smile on his face.
The man in green took off his bamboo hat, revealing a round bald head and said: "I want to run away, but due to the contract, I have to ensure the safety of Ming's son first."
"As for you kid, I'm just protecting you, but you really got into big trouble this time. If I hadn't run so fast, the group of human monks would have almost beaten me up!" The man in Tsing Yi complained.
.
"Fang Hao, who is this monk? Is he also your friend?"
Everyone looked at the man in green who suddenly appeared with blank expressions. In the end, it was Demon Saint Jiuli who spoke first.
Fang Hao smiled and said: "He is my old partner. Like you, he is also resurrected from the dead. But when it comes to seniority, you have to call him senior!" (To be continued)