Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The powerful physical body of Tiger Master Mingdu set off a powerful gust of wind as he charged forward.

Zhu Houzhao, who was concealed by the energy of chaos, glanced at him lightly, cast a small spell, and then invisibly blasted Tiger Lord Mingdu away, fell onto the mountain wall, and smashed a big pit.

"Who is this? Do you dare to show up and fight?" Tiger Lord Mingdu's trembling voice came out from the big pit.

His burly body shot out from the deep pit, flying away a lot of gravel and stirring up large amounts of dust, hiding his figure.

But in Zhu Houzhao's pair of divine eyes that pierced through illusions, Tiger Lord Mingdu could not hide. Every hair on his face was clearly visible in Zhu Houzhao's field of vision.

At this moment, Tiger Lord Mingdu was still unwilling to give up and rushed towards the spiritual platform again. Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel a little bored. He whispered a spell in his mouth, then pointed his finger at the tiger demon Mingdu in mid-air, and said softly:

"Certainly!"

As soon as this immortal spell came out, Tiger Lord Mingdu immediately hit the road, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, maintaining an angry expression, stagnating in mid-air and unable to move.

But his thoughts were not solidified. He forcibly mobilized the majestic demonic power in his body, and he did not hesitate to activate his natal essence and blood. He broke the confinement to a certain extent and restored mobility to his upper body. His cultivation level also returned to normal. Entered the realm of Daluo Sanxian.

Under the prying eyes of the peak-level spiritual consciousness, Zhu Houzhao's figure was finally revealed. Although it was a little blurry and looked faintly like a shadow, Hu Zun Mingdu could still vaguely identify it as a human cultivator. By.

"Your Excellency, if it is a treasure that you want to improve your realm and cultivation, I will give it to you with both hands. But for you to secretly introduce it to our clan's holy land and steal our clan's inherited treasure, isn't it a bit against the rules?" Tiger Lord Mingdu gritted his teeth. Di shouted.

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, his expression was as usual, and there was no reply from him. He just glanced at Huzun Mingdu lightly, then turned around, leaving him hanging in the air, and then concentrated on studying the Xuanming in his hand. of blood.

Huzun Mingdu's face turned cold, and he was about to continue speaking, but Zhu Houzhao in front of the spiritual platform snapped his fingers and sealed it again.

Violent and powerful, the energy of chaos erupted from his body and filled the small space in the blink of an eye. All rules were obscured by the energy of chaos that filled the sky. This was Zhu Houzhao's domain alone.

Huzun Mingdu lost his mobility again and could only watch Zhu Houzhao in front of the spiritual platform do whatever he wanted, feeling a little sad and curious in his heart.

Where did this person come from?How could he break through all the obstacles and reach this secret ancestral land?What force does he belong to?Could it be that he is a subordinate of the powerful Daluo Immortal who holds a high position in the heaven?

Doubts lingered in Huzun Mingdu's heart. At this moment, he was controlled by others and became a piece of fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered.Under the overwhelming strength, no matter how unwilling you are, it will be of no avail.

He could only pray silently in his heart that even if the blood, the treasure passed down by his family for generations, was taken away, he would not let his son be implicated in this matter.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know Huzun Mingdu's thoughts. He concentrated on the research of Xuanming's blood.

Obviously, this comes from the blood of Xuan Ming 500 years ago in its most primitive state. It was previously restrained by the secret techniques of the demon clan in the cocoon. A small part of the blood of Xuan Ming was integrated into the body of the little tiger demon Ming Sha, but This is harmless.

Zhu Houzhao once again put his hand into the cocoon and covered the forehead of the little tiger demon Mingsha. The consciousness that pierced the illusion swept through every corner of his body, and finally found a few strands of Xuanming in his Dantian. Remains of blood.

"Fortunately, the fusion has not yet been completed, and the blood of Xuan Ming has not been completely integrated with the little tiger demon," Zhu Houzhao showed a satisfied smile.

His spiritual consciousness turned into a big hand, provoking the little tiger demon's Dantian. The chaotic energy escaping from his fingers accurately locked on the remnants of the few strands of Xuanming's blood, and then the big hand moved toward Rush forward and pick it up.

"Ugh!" The little tiger demon Mingsha groaned, and the tiger master Mingsha who was imprisoned in the distance felt pain in his heart and his face tightened.

Obviously, if there is a foreign object causing trouble in the Dantian of the body, it is inevitable to feel pain.Moreover, Zhu Houzhao did not take into account the feelings of the little tiger demon Mingsha. Instead, he came as fast as he could, regardless of whether he was in pain or not, the pain was not on his body.

The big hand transformed from divine consciousness repeatedly shuttled back and forth in the dantian, constantly provoking the remnants of Xuanming's blood in the dantian. The little tiger demon Mingsha suddenly opened his eyes, clearly feeling the severe pain, and couldn't help crying. stand up.

Zhu Houzhao's expression was as usual, showing no mercy due to the violent reaction of the little tiger demon. He controlled the big hand transformed from the power of divine consciousness and continued to peel off the blood of Xuan Ming.

Finally, amidst the shrill cries of the little tiger demon, the big hand of divine consciousness carried a few strands of blood beads shining with black light, and shot out from the center of the little tiger demon Mingsha's eyebrows, and landed on Zhu Houzhao's forehead. He held it in his hand and was immediately sucked into his body.

Looking at the remnants of Xuan Ming's blood in his hand, Zhu Houzhao showed a satisfied smile.He carefully held the remaining strands of Xuanming's blood and stuffed them into the huge Xuanming's blood.

The few remnants of the absorbed blood of Xuan Ming returned to their places, and the blood of Xuan Ming returned to its complete state, and the gray light bursting out from the whole body became even more dazzling.

"Very good. It took me so much effort and the harvest is pretty good." Zhu Houzhao murmured to himself.

He formed a seal with one hand and set up a stable magic circle in mid-air, covering the blood of Xuan Ming.The gray light surrounding Xuan Ming's blood gradually dimmed, and then he pressed it between his eyebrows and absorbed it into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In Zhu Houzhao's boundless sea of ​​consciousness space, eleven drops of ancestral witch essence and blood buzzed together. They finally welcomed their companions and waited for a very rare reunion.

Twelve drops of ancestral witch essence and blood are completely gathered together, reflecting each other, exuding a majestic aura that is unique to them.Zhu Houzhao also felt a sense of coolness in his mind. Apparently these divine objects could nourish his soul.

On the other side, being killed by the little tiger demon Mingshu who had extracted the blood of Xuanming, his whole aura quickly became depressed, and a pair of eyes that were originally extremely bright became dim and lifeless at this moment.

Seeing this, Tiger Lord Mingdu, who was imprisoned in the distance, felt anxious as if on fire, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

He didn't understand the true purpose of the mysterious Taoist in front of him. What he was most worried about was the safety of his own flesh and blood...