Storm of Kings

"Slower, too fast!" Zhou Lie stomped in shock. Just now he felt that this deer was too slow to absorb deer bones and blood. Who knew that after activating the two major blood vessels, the absorption speed suddenly increased a hundred times, and in a blink of an eye The time is advancing a thousand times faster, wickedly fast.

Not only the absorption speed is fast, but the refining speed is faster.

The nine groups of halo behind them swung around, raising the bloodline power of this deer to the super first-grade mid-range.

The promotion of monster beasts is different from the human race. They follow the route of body refining and pay attention to the power of tempering blood. This is the foundation of every monster beast.

Zhou Lie took a deep breath, feeling that every drop of blood in his body was burning.

This kind of combustion is just right, which not only removes impurities but also strengthens the multi-level tempering, making the blood foundation stronger.

Amidst the roar, the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was formed around the Nine-Colored Deer.

Zhou Lie felt the same way, and immediately reacted. It turned out that the monsters had a chance to build a bloodline blueprint when they entered the Saint King Realm!

The so-called bloodline blueprint is that the power of the bloodline reaches a certain level, and it builds a field similar to the aura on its own, usually with great power beyond the conventional.

As for the level at which the bloodline blueprint is formed, it depends on the foundation, opportunity, and potential. One of the three is indispensable.

Changing to a human monk can open up the spiritual realm to a certain level, but the burden is too great, except for the existence of Zhou Lie, ordinary holy kings can't play it.

In fact, the city of Xianyang is Zhou Lie's spiritual realm. It is controlled by the ancestors of Yingzheng, and will not be easily used if it is not a last resort.

Besides, Zhou Lie was in ecstasy. The deer blood and deer bones stored in the tower were too arrogant, and the deer carcasses dragged back from the battlefield by one monk could consume them at the current rate without worrying about lack.

When the **** outside the tower saw the king slap it, there was a folding vision in the space. The huge Sword Tomb Sacred Pagoda was like origami, folded in half, and then facing each other. It looked black, like a cracked egg.

Too one monk suffered heavy casualties, and those clans who had gathered with their thighs were unlucky.

This is not unlucky in general, but blood mold for eight lifetimes.

"Puff..." Pieces of monks fell, and some strong men decayed in the light of time. They walked through their lives unknowingly, which was frightening.

What about immortality? Eternity is also perplexed. High-ranking monks are not incapable of killing. The so-called immortality is only a relative term, and they also fall into the dust in front of absolute power.

With this slap down, the destiny scroll adds 30,000 points of destiny power, which shows that those who died are by no means ordinary people. If they survive, not to mention being in a position, they can also influence the world situation. They belong to the upper class of the human monks. building.

Zhou Lie didn't have time to watch the scroll of destiny. At this moment, he was pouring the Great Wall of Qi and Blood with all his strength. He only felt that this kind of bloodline blueprint had great potential to be tapped.

In a moment, the power of fate given to this deer suddenly dropped by 5,000 points, and the Great Wall of Qi and Blood resonated with the blood of the deer enclosed in the sword mound.

"Strong! As expected of the protagonist in this battle, he actually caused blood resonance. This is not bloodline ability, but a kind of recognition and grant from the same enemy." Zhou Lie only felt that thousands of deer were coming, and there was hope in the deer's eyes. Some are unwilling, there are desires, and even more terrible.

"Ang..." Shenglu roared with tears in his eyes.

This roar penetrated through the barriers and shattered the jade ruler in the hands of the deputy master of Taiyi Sect.

"What's the matter? Why would the reindeer ruler break?" Before he could think about it, light and shadow shot out from the jade ruler, and the deputy sect master hurriedly intercepted it.

"Damn it, why do these nine-color **** deer get out of control?"

In the blink of an eye, the thirty-three old deer king and the deer slammed into the sacred tower of the sword mound.

The nine-colored deer on the battlefield were trembling all over, and their eyes became clear. Taking advantage of the fact that the monk Taiyi didn't touch the ban, they immediately left their posts and slammed into the Sword Tomb Sacred Tower.

The cold wind swished, and all the nine-color deer merged into the Sword Tomb Sacred Pagoda in a moment, and when the one monk reacted, the Sword Tomb Sacred Pagoda had already sent out a thousand swords, exploding a cloud of gray shadows.

This scene is too spectacular, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million...

There are many remnants of swords, they are unyielding, and do everything possible to vent their sharpness for many years.

"Buzzing..."

"Hey..."

Swords sounded more and more, surpassing tens of billions, hundreds of billions of trillions, and it is hard for the world to imagine how many swords Tai Yimen acquired.

There are signs of instability in the rules of time and space that the king of God sees descending, and it seems to be experiencing an earthquake before and after. The shaking makes the heart timid.

At a certain moment, when the number of broken swords no longer increased sharply, with a clanging sound, all the broken swords around the holy tower exploded.

It is all broken swords, without any exceptions.

Even the **** sees the king backwards "thump hum", had to stir his wings to counteract the impulse, and withdrew more than a dozen steps before he could stand firm.

"what?"

Many monks looked up, and their eyes were full of shock.

After the broken sword exploded, an infinite picture was drawn in the middle of the void.

The twenty-six-wing giant is mighty, right? His stature is beyond imagination, but he is nothing compared to the handsome nine-colored deer on the picture.

Suddenly, on the huge picture scroll, the nine-color **** deer bowed his head, brushing out the nine-color sword aura.

"kill!"

Zhou Lie's will and Shenjian Wang's will collided steadily, followed by a series of terrifying aftermath.

At this moment, luck is very important, unless you reach the super-first-grade middle multiply realm, any rank will be tested by the goddess of destiny.

In this collision, 130,000 points of power of destiny were accounted for, and this value is still rapidly increasing, and there is no meaning to stop.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhou Lie vomited blood.

No, it was Saint Deer who vomited blood, and the Great Wall of Qi and Blood that was being formed behind him collapsed across the board.

"Good luck!" There was a section of numbers on the top of Shenglu's head jumping extremely fast, his fate changed, and he stepped back to the peak in an instant.

The protagonist is the protagonist. At the moment when the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was destroyed, he broke through and swallowed all the deer bones and blood in the sword mound, breaking through the bottleneck in an instant to reach the highest level of the Holy King.

The nine-color sword aura still circulates in time. Every time it circulates, its scale will increase by 30 to 40%~www.wuxiaspot.com~ God sees the king spreading his wings, the arc flashes suddenly, and the three wings fall downward.

As these three wings fell, the Sacred Tower of Taiyimen Sword Tomb was shattered at a faster speed. One sword tomb in the tower was destroyed, and then disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Lie cried secretly: "The rebirth of the five sword saints of Taiyi Sect is interrupted, and the destiny scroll draws the power of destiny nearby."

Good guys! The significant number on the Destiny Scroll broke through the 500,000 mark in an instant. Zhou Lie couldn't wait to send it back to Zhou's house immediately, enough to create a five thousand one grade.

Five thousand one-rank cultivators, even if only one out of a hundred people can reach the realm of the holy king, there are fifty holy kings. Look at how many holy kings the Zhou family has developed so far? It is absolutely possible to make an amazing soaring and push the Zhou family's strength to its peak.

The tower is broken, the sword mound is now.

Zhou Lie suddenly widened his eyes, coughing up blood, and said, "I...what did I absorb just now? It looks like a deer bone and a strange sword, so suspicious..."

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