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Chapter 301 Ending on the other side, refining the magic well and throwing

Chapter 301 The End of the Other Side, Refining God into the Demonic Well (Please subscribe and vote)

Author: You Tianhe

Chapter 301 The End of the Other Side, Refining God into the Demonic Well (Please subscribe and vote)

In the Mansion of the City Lord of the fiftieth level of the human race, the stone box left behind by the Dacheng Holy Body in the past was opened, and three different stages of holy blood were sealed in three jade bottles. This is a heritage that spans the ages, and represents a kind of inheritance that can

The power to break the shackles of heaven and earth.

The envoy Zhao Gongyi sighed: "The three jade bottles contain a kind of great power, which can allow the Holy Body to break through, open the confinement of heaven and earth, and create another glorious life."

The holy blood in these three jade bottles is definitely the essence of blood, the essence of immortal divinity, and is the most precious thing in the blood of the Holy Body.

The most precious and rare thing is the third small jade bottle, which is the ultimate blood of the Holy Body. It is said to have supreme magical effects such as immortality and creation of the world.

The red blood is in the shape of a human being, with clear eyebrows and strands of hair. It is very clear. If you look closely, you can see that he has a supreme majesty, not angry but powerful. This is clearly the Great Holy Body of the past.

The golden blood and the fusion blood of the two colors of immortality are the introduction. Step by step, you gradually approach the final immortal blood.

Dacheng Holy Body felt the changes in the world in the past, and expected that the practice of the Holy Body would be difficult in future generations, so he left these three bottles of blood essence. At first, he definitely could not take the bright red blood in human form. He had to start with the golden blood and reach a certain level of strength.

Taking the two colors of divine blood is a process.

Ye Fan exclaimed: "This is what the senior in the past refined from his own body. It is not only his original essence, but also fragments of his great path. It contains his method, which is mysterious and mysterious, and is passed down from generation to generation.

"

The humanoid blood in the third small jade bottle had a clear appearance. Yang Yunteng, the eldest descendant of the Yang family, took it in his hand and knelt on the ground.

"When Beidou was pacified, my ancestors spared no expense and sacrificed their origins to refine these three jars of holy blood essence in their own bodies and leave them to future generations. They then embarked on the ancient road of the starry sky. Unexpectedly, they would never return."

Yang Yunteng burst into tears, and the Dacheng Holy Body settled his worries, leaving the blood essence behind, arranging the last things, and set off on the road.

His descendants found the fiftieth level of the human race many years later, but neither the descendants of the previous generations of the Holy Body nor the geniuses who occasionally appeared over the years did not open the stone box. They followed the instructions of their ancestors and did not enter the human race.

This blood will not be wasted during times of turmoil, even if the tribe becomes increasingly declining.

After an unknown amount of time, old man Yang Yunteng slowly stood up, took one last look at the humanoid blood, kowtowed devoutly, then put it into the stone box and handed it to Ye Fan, "Leaving it for you will be more useful."

He only said this, but Ye Fan shook his head, "I have broken the curse and walked my own way. I have no use for it anymore. Leave it to Yang Xi."

The Yang Xi he spoke of was the only descendant of the Yang family of the Holy Body. The day after tomorrow, the Holy Blood awakened and returned to his ancestors, and he was expected to be promoted to the Great Holy Body.

A dazzling flame suddenly flew out of Yan Kuan's palm, and he handed it to Yang Xi, "When you integrate it into your heart and refine the blood essence, it will help you perfectly integrate the avenue fragments and inherited memories from your ancestors.

However, the process of integrating it is a bit painful."

"I'm not afraid!"

Yang Xi took the Emperor Flame from Yan Kuan's hand and slapped it on his chest resolutely. A dazzling flame instantly swept through his body. The little boy's face was full of pain, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"This child will definitely achieve the Holy Body in the future. If you want to witness it with your own eyes, then practice well and live longer."

A trace of surprise flashed across Yan Kuan's eyes, and he pointed at the old man Yang Yunteng, helping him to open the sea of ​​suffering, and then completely refining the thin holy blood in his body to help him cleanse his menstruation and marrow, so that he would not suffer from the disease.

Troubles can lead to better practice.

He left Yang Xi a sub-fire of the Emperor's Flame. After the child succeeds in cultivation, he will reap a different destiny, which can be regarded as leaving a new fire to the world.



Mythical ancient road, the other side of the divine realm.

Ten years of life and death are boundless. For a mortal, there are only a few decades in a life. Looking back, wrinkles have quietly crawled onto the face, marking the traces of time. A beautiful face turns into a bright head, and youth fades away like water.

Ten years is really not a short period of time. It plays an important role in a person's life. It may be unforgettable, brilliant, or sad and frustrating.

The life span of a monk is relatively long, but ten years is long enough for a lot of things to happen, especially in the already turbulent Divine Realm of the Other Side.

These ten years are destined to be unforgettable for the old god. Ten years ago, he was high and mighty, and he was the only one in the world. But after ten years, he is in a worrying situation. The whole world is talking about his life coming to an end and his life will not be saved.

A new god will be born to take his place. This rumor shakes his foundation and status. His faith is quickly lost and his strength is not as good as before.

Finally one day, the divine war broke out so unexpectedly that it caused great turmoil in the divine realm. This was an unimaginable disaster.

The replacement of old and new gods, unless the old god appoints the new god to take over and the handover is peaceful, will inevitably lead to a bloody divine war, the divine domain will turn into a Shura field, and the blood will dye the earth red.

The divine realm was vast, but it was almost shattered in the divine battle. Two terrifying pressures erupted, launching a fierce confrontation. The horror was overwhelming, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, like a vast ocean pouring into the nine heavens.

"Qing Ming, it's really you. The loser who competed with me for the divine position is not dead yet!"

The old god roared, and he stood on the altar. Although his external power of faith was dim, his body was still shining brightly from the inside out.

"You are wrong. I am not Qing Ming. That is my grandfather. He does not have the ancient tree of life and cannot live a second life like you. I am Qing Yutian. I will die for you and take back the clan that belongs to me.

everything of."

This is a powerful middle-aged man, exactly like the statues of gods secretly worshiped by various tribes. He has a majestic appearance, looking down at the world, with deep eyes, and his tall body has an intimidating majesty.

"Those who usurp the throne should be punished!"

The old god roared and slapped out a palm, overwhelming the earth. He seemed to have transcended the realm of the great sage. He had taken that step, and his strength was shocking. But if you look closely, it doesn't look like it. There are still some traces that can be found, and it doesn't look like it.

He is the Quasi-Emperor Supreme.

"Boom!"

Qingyutian was not afraid, soaring into the sky, raising his hands to challenge, without a trace of fear, calm and calm, "Back then, my grandfather was the son of God, but you usurped the throne, killed the old god, and hunted down my clan, you are the one who

You are a traitor who has usurped the throne, and I will punish you today to bring order out of chaos."

Qing Yutian's words shocked the God Realm on the other side, and all the tribes remembered an old incident. The old god who now rules the God Realm had a very disgraceful rise to power in the past. He killed the previous god, took away the god's throne, and drove away the Son of God.

, this period of history has almost been lost in time.

The old god has lived for two lives, and all his contemporaries have died long ago. He deliberately conceals his disgraceful past, so naturally the whole world will not know about it. Only the elders of the major clans know about it.

The old god shouted: "Rebellion, it's useless for you to come back. Your family comes from outside the territory. In the past, you wanted to subvert the divine domain. You should be punished. I am the one who brings order to the chaos and leaves a name in history."

The powerful men of all races in the other side of the God Realm are a little confused. Which of these two "gods" is telling the truth? However, none of this is important now. In the fight for the god's position, strength must speak for itself.

Qing Yutian shouted, "Old thief, even the supreme artifact doesn't listen to your orders, doesn't that explain the problem? Wait for me to correct the chaos and restore clarity to the divine realm."

The new gods and the old gods fought fiercely and fought together, causing the entire world to shatter. The divine domain was torn apart and almost destroyed.

"Boom!"

The stars in the sky were shattered, and the two of them flew into the battlefield outside the territory. The battle became more and more terrifying, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and ghosts cried and gods howled.

"Old thief, you really haven't made any progress in all these years. Your cultivation will always stop here. Today, I will send you on your way to end the dark rule of God's Domain!"

Qing Yutian became more and more confident. He raised his hands to catch the stars and the moon. He was so powerful that he was invincible. He forced the god to retreat and was at a disadvantage.

The old god shouted: "Rebellious traitor, do you really think I can't take you in? I have been forbearing for so many years just to let you show up, and I will kill you today."

Suddenly the divine voice shocked the world, like the roar of a yellow bell, and the old god's dim faith suddenly became blazing, and he emitted immeasurable light, which was extremely sacred.

The gray-white hair danced wildly, and the eyes were like two sharp blades. Sword energy erupted from every pore, each of which was hundreds of miles long, terrifying and terrifying.

The old god has achieved the true sense of unrivaled divine power. He is unstoppable and unstoppable. He is charging forward to crush Qing Yutian. The power of faith is added to him, allowing him to wait until he is in the quasi-emperor realm. Even if a quasi-emperor really comes,

You may not be able to defeat him in the other side of the world.

This is the wonderful use of the power of faith, forcibly pushing oneself into another realm that countless great saints long for but cannot reach - the Supreme.

The old god's entire body was submerged in immeasurable light. Only a pair of pupils shone like golden lamps, emitting two different beams of light. The blurry figure looked terrifying and boundless.

The power of faith reappeared overwhelmingly and surged forward, almost turning Qingyu Tian into dust. With the word emperor, even if he almost became a quasi-emperor, it was an insurmountable chasm for the great sage. It could not be resisted by human beings or saints.

Resistant.

The old god is indeed forbearing enough. He has been questioned about his death for so many years, but he has never revealed it, just to lure the snake out of the hole today and kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

However, since Qing Yutian dared to appear today, he was absolutely sure of it. The next moment, a bright light and overwhelming power of faith also erupted from his body.

Qing Yutian shouted: "Old thief, do you think I didn't guard against you? How could your accumulation over the years be used up so quickly? I just want to cut off your retreat and prevent the next power of faith from returning."

All yours."

The divine radiance on his body shone brightly, causing the entire outer battlefield to rumble. The stars and the moon fell together, and the sun and stars dimmed, as if they were about to destroy the sky.

"Your lineage has opened up the inheritance of faith in other ancient regions, ignited the divine fire, and proclaimed yourself gods!"

The old god was shocked. He was old after all, and he had no upper hand against a younger god. Moreover, the source of his faith was affected. Once the accumulated power of faith was consumed, he might really fall.

Qing Yutian moved forward to attack with great energy, "Three generations of my ancestors and grandchildren have worked hard to open up a greater ancient land of faith. Now I am more powerful than you."

"So that's it. You possess the divine status. The Supreme Artifact is thinking of your lineage and the kindness of your grandfather, so you withdrew."

The old god said to himself, his heart filled with silence and despair, with no chance of a comeback in sight, and his eyes scanned all directions, looking for a way out.

"Old thief, you will be defeated. Come and accept your fate!"

Qing Yutian attacked forcefully. At the same time, several gods and elders in the divine domain suddenly exerted their strength and smashed the old god's throne into pieces. The same thing happened in the ancestral lands of the major clans. The statues of the old gods were destroyed. This

It is to cut off the foundation and destroy the roots of faith.

"You... you..."

The old god was furious. He didn't expect so many people to betray him, and he was stabbed at a critical moment. The collapse of his divine position in the divine realm shocked his mind, and the endless pure power of faith contained in his body was no longer stable.

"boom!"

This battle lost its suspense, the old god was defeated, and his faith was almost completely dispersed. His whole body burned and turned into a stream of light and disappeared away.

Seeing that it was difficult to pursue him, Qing Yutian turned into a divine light and wanted to enter the divine realm, obtain the divine position, and become the ruler of this generation.

"ah……"

Just when many creatures on the other side thought that everything had settled, a scream came from the starry sky, and a terrifying aura covered the sky. Seven terrifying magic wells appeared in the void, and the old god who fled in embarrassment appeared again.

Struggling in a magic well.

"You should understand that the death aura of supreme-level corpses restrains the power of this god's domain, so you should not continue to struggle."

Yan Kuan appeared above the old god, and a black gourd appeared in his palm. A trace of terrifying evil energy continued to wrap around the old god's body, causing the divine flames burning on his body to increase.

"Hahahaha, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. They are also your targets, right? It's so nice to have these rebellious people follow me on the road..."

The old god realized something and laughed heartily. The divine light on his body gradually dissipated, revealing his true body. He was a skinny old man. He was really old and frail. His hair was gray, his body was dull, and his flesh and blood were shriveled.

.

"Ah...I'll wait for them down below..."

He screamed one last time, and the remaining power of faith was burning in the sky, with blazing light reaching into the sky. The last source was swallowed up by the magic well and became part of the supreme medicine. And as the old god was refined, the seven-mouthed demon

The well descended into the divine realm and wiped out the endless power of faith.

"ah……"

Everyone in the Divine Realm was frightened and all screamed.

"puff!"

Qingyu Tian had just ascended to the throne of God, and he was very proud of his ambition. However, facing the seven magic wells exuding supreme corpse evil, he flew directly towards the sky. His divine body was burning, and the infinite power of faith in his body turned into

The most terrifying flame.

"The supreme level zombie, a corpse comparable to the existence of the ancient emperor, how could such a thing appear in the divine domain..."

Qing Yutian screamed, his whole body was cracking, the light of faith became the most terrifying hell fire, turning him into a big torch, the formations between heaven and earth fell, Qing Yutian followed the footsteps of the old god, and was swallowed

The magic well was devoured.

"No!"

The higher-ups of the other side of the divine realm are shouting. Some of them are called elders, some are the masters of temples, and some are saints. They are all enshrined by various tribes on the other side, have god status, enjoy the incense of the world, and refine their faith.

Power.

When the seven magic wells descended, they were all severely damaged, and the divine domain experienced an unimaginable catastrophe.

"ah……"

One by one, the god elders were swallowed up by the magic well that looked like a black hole, and those under the god's throne could still struggle for a while. The horror was to the extreme, and they all fled for their lives. They tried to expel the power of faith in their bodies, because this was the source of their spontaneous combustion.

The Divine Realm on the other side is cursed by the ancient supreme being, and the supreme-level corpse evil can induce and double the curse. Those who refine the power of faith into their bodies to become stronger or even extend their lives will encounter the supreme-level zombie evil in this place. Basically,

Mortal.

The seven magic wells brought by Yan Kuan buried the ancient Holy Spirit ancestors from the mythical age. This was an existence that challenged the great emperor. He used his power of the dead. Yan Kuan successfully completed the completion of the other side of the divine realm and refined many "gods" into demons.

The well makes this furnace of medicine even more perfect.

(End of chapter)


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