"Emperor Ming." An old man in black robe walked into the hall outside the hall and saluted Minghong. After saluting Minghong, he stood in the hall with a strong fragrance of medicine emitted from his body filled the entire hall with a strange fragrance.
This person is one of the ancestors of the Medicine Clan, who is more than 30,000 years old, so it is no exaggeration to call him an old monster. "What's the matter?" Minghong put down the scroll in his hand, picked up the saucer and sipped it.
The face of the old man under the black robe was always shrouded in a layer of darkness, and only half of the wrinkles on his face were visible. He said, "There are a few of the medicinal materials that Tianmu needs, which I really can't find."
As he said that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the ground. Minghong put down the saucer, his eyes changed slightly, and said, "Oh? What else is there that you can't find anything?"
The old man immediately started to sweat coldly, and he said, "It's not that I can't find it, it's because my power cannot get these things. It's the wild dragon bone, Taixuan Ice Dragon Blood, Nether Dragon Blood, the energy crystal of the ancient divine beast, and...
Clan bloodline.
Minghuang was cultivating both ice and fire, and his body and bloodline were more or less affected by ice and fire. He needed the ice bloodline of Taixuan Ice Dragon and the flame bloodline of Nether Dragon to make Tianmu's medicine effective not hurt Minghuang's body."
"Where is the barbarian dragon bone, the ancient divine beast's nucleus, and the bloodline of the devouring clan?" Ming Hong asked.
"These three things are not among the Tianmu medicinal materials, but to resurrect Minghuang's body, you must have a powerful origin and bloodline, and use the bloodline of the tribe as the basis to cross the energy core power of the ancient divine beast and the wild dragon bones of the wild dragon bones based on the blood of the tribe as the basis.
Only after the power of the gods can one day be cleared from the immortal medicinal power and completely resurrect his body." The old man replied one by one. Ming Hong was silent for a moment and said, "Then how can he make up for his disappearing life span? No life span
The moment the body is resurrected, he will die again."
"No, Tianmu has the power of life and death, human flesh and bones. Tianmu will reshape his life for Emperor Ming." The old man said with fear and answered one by one.
Silent on the throne, Minghong murmured for a long time, "It seems that I have to go to the turbulent beasts in person. You retreat, Ruo Tianmu has failed..." Minghong glanced at this person, this medicine
The clan ancestor immediately became afraid from the bottom of his heart, and buried his head deeply in his eyes and slowly stood up and retreated.
After he stepped down, a crescent moon appeared on Minghong's palm, and then the figure disappeared.
It was soon ten days ago. More than 100,000 people had gathered under the tree ancestor god, and each of them had good cultivation. The worst one was the Ability King.
The Ling people serve tea and water, and they are all thoughtful. The Ling people are handsome and beautiful, and they are also pleasing to the eye. Although most of these 100,000 people have evil thoughts in their hearts, a tree ancestor can keep all evil thoughts from standing there.
Dare to implement it.
After seeing the Spirit King, he often asked the Spirit King for advice, but the Spirit King's cultivation was much higher than him, and the competition was always stopped by him. However, he was very happy to fail, and the more he failed, the more times he came.
The more there are.
Unfortunately, the Spirit King was still cold and had no feelings, and was neither close nor alienated to him, just like he treated others. The two of them stood side by side at the entrance of the wooden cave, looking at the cultivator below, and said, "Tree Ancestor doesn't want to kill people, the Spirit Clan people."
, don't like killing, but every Wood Spirit King and Wood Spirit are descendants born from the Tree Ancestor after the soul of the cultivator is purified. Only with the soul can new Wood Spirits continue to be born. Therefore, the Tree Ancestor
I chose this way to get my soul, right? There is no need to take action, just watch quietly~”
The Spirit King nodded, looked at the cultivator who was eager to try below, and said without emotion, "You are very smart." Qianwen's face turned slightly red, and he reached out to hold the Spirit King's hand, but he just touched the coldness.
The slippery little hand was immediately shaken away by the Spirit King. She said, "Young Master is respectful." She was still not happy or angry, and had no feelings. Qianwen sighed helplessly. Facing this Spirit King without feelings, he could be real.
Show everything about herself. Because she has no feelings and will not be able to plot.
Suddenly, an explosion woke him up. Tens of thousands of people below had already begun to rush towards the tree ancestor. The battle also broke out at this moment. More than a thousand energy control skills exploded at the same time, and the sky of the entire Lingzhou instantly became
As dark as ink.
He looked at the Spirit King deeply and rushed away. Four more heavenly kings protected him and flew straight to the top of the tree.
There is no moment of silence. All around are the abilities and skills of some practitioners who are cultivating are blooming wildly. Some people die under the tree for the fruits, swallowing their souls and purifying their souls and waiting for the next year.
Whenever someone dies, the soul will float towards the tree ancestor and sink into his reincarnation, washing away memories and evil. The four of them are at the forefront of everyone and are greeted by the most skilled skills, and soon someone will surpass them.
In the past, I didn’t have to ask in a hurry. Anyone with a little wise can see that whoever is the leader at this moment will be the target of the masses.
Mutual interference, hunting, everyone who was used to killing struggled in the killing and being killed. Broken bodies fell from the air to the ground, immediately dyed the land red. There was no solemnity on the divine trees on this day.
Holy, only killing like hell!
At this time, most of the spiritual people fainted because of the thoughts of the tree ancestor. How could a kind and noble elves see the cruel scene? Only a very small number of spiritual people with successful cultivation were indifferent to everything from the wooden cave.
The Spirit King is among them.
This kind of fighting is inevitable, and many people even understand it very well in their hearts. But greed has the power to collapse all rationality. Facing the Mu Ling King, most of the people who have arrived here are already crazy because of greed.
The Wood Spirit King at the top of the tree ancestor is nearly a hundred miles away from the ground. It can be reached with a teleportation, but powerful power always covers here, just like a sky lock, sealing the space.
Of course, this is secondary. It is more because of the thought that one hundred thousand people will block and drag them. After a hundred thousand people rise for a distance, they will sink for a distance due to each other's attacks. At dusk and sunset, the afterglow will be sprinkled with golden red.
At that time, the chaos that came quickly but went late gradually calmed down.
Of course, this calmness is only relatively weak, and has accumulated on the ground, and a thick layer of flesh and blood, muscles and bones have completely covered the faint green grass, ferocious and terrifying.
The exposed hearts were still bleeding at the end, and the scattered blood column fell on the half-disappeared head, only the corpse was a little cold.
The strong men in the sky are still constantly using their means, and the earth-level strong men are gradually decreasing. They have high cultivation levels, and even if most of their physical bodies are damaged, they will not die. Because of this, most earth-level strong men are destined to die.
There will be no corpse left, it will be a little more miserable than the broken limbs below.
Qian asked the four kings under his command to fight against several kings of the Dragon Clan in Longzhou, and suffered a lot of trauma. However, his crazy fighting spirit shook his opponent, and his crazy eyes were like a cage.
The tiger makes people feel scared.
At this moment, the King of Heavenly Spirit Fruit is bound to obtain it, and no matter what the price you pay, you must obtain it.
Gradually, when the waning moon reveals its sharp hook, it is like a sharp blade condensed. Isn’t the cold blood light the cold light of this dagger? When the cool breeze blows, you can only smell the disgusting fishy smell. How to describe this
The smell of the thigh is a stinking filled with filth and blood in the internal organs. The strong blood in the air almost casts a layer of blood red.
The spiritual wood and grass within a radius of hundreds of miles curled their branches and leaves, and they were unwilling to inhale the breath of killing.
Until the last bright light bloomed in the sky, the entire night sky was as bright as daylight, and with that shrill scream, it seemed that it was about to end.
Qianwen and the remaining two heavenly kings killed the last heavenly king and quietly looked at Nengtian around him. Although they controlled the knife in their hands, the fear in their eyes had already made Qianwen and the other three completely gone.
Pressure raised some Yuanli, his eyes turned cold and he shouted, "If you want to take the Mu Ling King, come again, the young leader of the Medicine Clan, ask me secretly, and I'm waiting here."
Of course, this time, the final victory would not be achieved with the power of the five people alone. Among the 100,000 people who came, pharmacists, instrument masters, and dragon clan members each accounted for one-third, and half of the pharmacists and instrument masters came from medicine.
Needless to say, the Clan and the Clan, the Clan members know the relationship between the Young Master of the Medicine Clan and their own Young Master, so how dare you not help? If the remaining pharmacists and instrument masters want to live in the Medicine World, they will be able to live in the Medicine World.
If you go down, how dare you offend the secret question?
Therefore, this battle ended with such a result. Although less than 100,000 people were left in the hundreds of thousands, in the eyes of the secret question, the importance of the Mu Ling King is far greater than the 90,000 dead people, even among them,
There are more than 10,000 people from the Medicine Tribe.
The ten thousand people looked at each other, and after hesitating for a while, they dispersed one after another. It was not until there were only three people who were secretly asked and countless corpses that the silence really enveloped the forest. It just lasted for a moment.
The dead silence was broken by the question. He looked at the Mu Ling King above and shouted, "Tree Ancestor, please give it to me now." The cry was weak and disordered.
With a little force, the wounds all over his body began to gush blood, but compared with the eagerness to get the Wood Spirit King at this moment, it seemed insignificant.
The tree ancestor's top was shaking without wind, and a ball of white light slowly fell down as it swayed. He asked in a mysterious question and caught it. Looking at the ball of white light, he was surprised and said, "Is this the Wood Spirit King?"
There is no real thing in this ball of white light, and even a secret question can reach out and go in and out at will. It is really mysterious. From the top of the tree ancestor, the laughter of the tree ancestor came, saying, "The Wood Spirit King, it's just
Just go back and integrate into the heavenly spirit. If you are exposed to the air for too long, your spiritual intelligence will weaken."
After Qianwen bowed and thanked the Tree Ancestor, he glanced at the Spirit King at the entrance of the wooden cave and turned around and left.
He rushed back to the Medicine Clan all the way. He immediately entered the energy realm of his uncle's hidden soul, lifted the Wood Spirit King, and gently sent it to the Heavenly Spirit Fruit Wood. This mysterious white light flashed and merged directly into the Wood Spirit.
As soon as the branches and leaves of the Tianling were rushing wildly out of the torso, the spiritual energy suddenly increased several times, and the earth began to tremble gradually. Suddenly, a baby's cry broke the silence.
Then, the white light slowly receded, and the trembling of the earth gradually calmed down. In this moment, the heavenly spirit had grown several times stronger! The tree body also changed, and there was a flow in the green and transparent green leaves.
The release of spiritual energy also spreads out wave after wave like a heartbeat.
The heavenly spirit fruit on the heavenly spirit has undergone even more gratifying changes. The lines appear on the skin surface. The texture is very clear. The pharmacist calls it the medicine spiritual pattern. Only the real spiritual treasure can have medicine.
Spiritual patterns, and these Heavenly Spirit Fruits have medicine spiritual patterns, which also proves that their grade reaches the heavenly level. This Heavenly Spiritual Medicine is different from the ordinary Heavenly Spiritual Medicine. It is pure and has no side effects. It is the true meaning of the appearance of the Medicine Spiritual Medicine
.
A pharmacist can only refine medicines to the spiritual patterns after reaching the god level, and spiritual medicines with medicines are often one level better than spiritual medicines of the same level.
If the changes in the Heavenly Spirit Fruit are pleasant, the changes in the Heavenly Spirit Fruit King will be enough to make Qianwen ecstatic. The white light emitted by the Heavenly Spirit Fruit King hidden among the green leaves has disappeared, and it is like a silk belt.
An illusory light belt hovered around the Heavenly Spirit Fruit King.
The spiritual medicine with this light belt is called a magic medicine, but it is different from ordinary magic medicines. It is still the best spiritual medicine in its class naturally produced.
Through the rich spiritual energy of Tianling, the wounds on Qianwen's body began to scab. Although it felt uncomfortable, it continued to affect his excitement and almost ecstatic mood at this moment. He jumped up and was about to pick a Tian.
The spiritual fruit, the dead wood and vine, and the branches and leaves connecting the heavenly spirits sucked over, and a tender voice sounded.
"That's what a thief, you dare to steal the head of Mr. Tianling." ...............