Looking at the ancestral blood spirit crystal that was gradually condensing and forming in Kun Ling's palm, Mo Zhiyao couldn't help but lick his lips.
The piece he got before was only the size of a fingernail.
The piece in front of me, which is the size of a human head, is nothing compared to it.
Moreover, as the streaks of red light continued to gather, Mo Zhiyao could still see it.
In that ancestral blood spirit crystal, the rich power of qi and blood has turned into a liquid-like state, and as it slowly flows, a spiritual wave seeps out.
This ancestral blood spirit crystal is already powerful and pure enough to give birth to its own spirituality.
If you give it some more time, I don't know if it will condense into a form.
"Condensation" A low drink sounded, Kun Ling's eyes became extremely sharp, and he pressed hard with both palms.
Suddenly, all the red light here was absorbed by her, and the ancestral blood spirit crystals in her palms were completely condensed.
However, just after the ancestral blood spirit crystal was condensed, a rapid sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from behind.
Then, a figure emitting powerful spiritual power fluctuations appeared in the mid-air not far from Mo Zhiyao and the other two.
"Hand over this ancestral blood spirit crystal, and I will spare your lives."
A voice full of murderous intent came from the figure's mouth as Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly turned cold, echoing around the place.
Between heaven and earth.
The gazes of Mo Zhiyao and Kun Ling were instantly directed towards him, and then their pupils shrank severely.
It was a slender figure wearing a blue robe.
He looked quite young and had a handsome face.
What is impressive at first sight is that this person's eyes are actually two different colors.
The left eye is blue and the right eye is gray.
It looks quite strange and makes people feel heart-stopping.
This person is standing with his hands behind his back, his body is empty.
There seemed to be no movement, but there was a sense of spiritual pressure as heavy as a mountain, permeating from his body.
That sense of oppression made Mo Zhiyao feel that his breathing had become difficult, and even the movement of spiritual power in his body had become much more sluggish.
Seeing the eyes of Mo Zhiyao and the two of them, the man smiled coldly.
In those eyes, a sinister light like a blade suddenly shot out, and wherever it passed, it seemed that even the void was being torn open.
The man's cold gaze fixed on Mo Zhiyao and the two of them, and then he raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth and said: "Hand over the ancestral blood spirit crystal, and I won't embarrass you while I'm in a good mood.
Otherwise, this is The place where you two are buried.”
"boom" While he was speaking, he could only see majestic spiritual power in blue and gray colors, which surged out of his body like a tide.
The sky with a radius of thousands of feet was covered by this spiritual power.
Because of this, the air erupted with a harsh sound of oppression, as if it was overwhelmed.
And in the tidal surge of spiritual power, one can see golden thunder arcs flashing crazily.
There was a faint sound of thunder, echoing around the world.
Mo Zhiyao's face became extremely ugly at this moment.
The person in front of him was shockingly a super strong man who had reached the Seven Tribulations realm.
He did not expect that this ancestral blood spirit crystal would attract such a fierce person.
The seventh level of facing the catastrophe, Mo Zhiyao's current strength is simply unable to compete with it.
It is true that Mo Zhiyao's combat power far exceeds the superficial level, but there is a limit.
After all, he is only in the realm of the fourth tribulation now, and the cultivation chasm of the third tribulation is no longer something he can face.
"what to do" Kun Ling on the side also turned pale.
She was just a soul now.
Without a physical body, she was no match for a powerful person of this level.
Mo Zhiyao's fists were clenched tightly at this moment.
There are bloodshot threads climbing up on the eyeballs.
He knew that he was no match for the person in front of him, but if he was asked to hand over the ancestral blood spirit crystal like this, he would not be willing to do so.
"A mere boy in the Four Tribulations Realm, and he still has the body of a soul.
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Why, you are still planning to fight with me?"
Looking at Mo Zhiyao's fierce, wolf-like eyes, the sarcastic look on the face of the man in blue became even more intense.
A bit richer.
The killing intent in his eyes began to condense little by little.
"I'll give you three breaths to hand over the ancestral blood spirit crystal and get out of here.
Otherwise, don't blame me, Leng Jiuchen, for being ruthless."
A sharp shout came from this person's mouth, causing the surrounding space to suddenly shake.
This man named Leng Jiuchen has a very sharp spiritual sense.
Although Mo Zhiyao in front of him did not appear to be a threat at all on the surface, it made him feel vaguely dangerous.
That's why he didn't snatch it directly, but used this method to scare him away.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes were red, and he squinted his eyes tightly, staring at Leng Jiuchen opposite him.
On the arms with clenched fists, veins popped out, and it was obvious that he was struggling fiercely in his heart.
From the torrent of spiritual power surrounding Leng Jiuchen, Mo Zhiyao was shocked to discover that there were more than one spiritual attributes that the former had practiced.
Blue is the power of ice spirit, gray is the spiritual power of earth and stone.
This Leng Jiuchen is the second person that Mo Zhiyao has seen in all these years, besides Ziyu, who can cultivate two attributes of spiritual power.
Seventh level of calamity, dual attributes, this Leng Jiuchen was the strongest enemy Mo Zhiyao had ever seen in his life, and he had no chance of winning against him.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously extremely unwilling.
Could it be that this time I really want to make wedding clothes for others?
On the side, Kun Ling, who was standing behind Mo Zhiyao, looked at the former who had been silent all this time, bit his teeth lightly, his eyes flickered, and then he quietly transmitted the message.
"This place is very close to the ancestral land of my Kunpeng clan.
As long as we can escape into the Blood Pool Condensation Tower in the center of our ancestral land, we can avoid this disaster.
The Blood Pool Condensation Tower, without the guidance of my Kunpeng clan, , outsiders can’t enter at all.
When I gather my physical body there, I can kill this guy with one slap.”
At this moment, Kun Ling was obviously feeling aggrieved.
With her cultivation strength, if she was in good condition, how could she allow a guy in the Seven Tribulations realm to be so arrogant?
"How far is it from the Blood Pool Condensation Tower?"
Mo Zhiyao's heart suddenly moved when he heard this, but on the surface, his expression was as usual, showing no signs of abnormality.
"It's very close.
With your speed and full strength, you can get there in less than half an hour."
"So close" Mo Zhiyao was suddenly a little surprised.
If what Kun Ling said was true, then he should be able to see the Blood Pool Condensation Tower from this location, but Mo Zhiyao had not noticed it at all before.
"The Blood Pond Condensation Tower is an important place for our clan.
How could it be discovered so easily by outsiders?
Didn't I tell you that without the guidance of the Kunpeng clan members, outsiders would not be able to enter there at all."
"I see."
Mo Zhiyao agreed in his heart, and then, the aura fluctuations around his body gradually calmed down.
When such signs fell into Leng Jiuchen's eyes, the latter naturally believed that after weighing the pros and cons, Mo Zhiyao chose to compromise and hand over the Ancestral Blood Spirit Crystal.
For this result, Leng Jiuchen was not surprised, but took it for granted.
After all, the indescribably huge gap in strength between the two has already determined the outcome of this matter.
Immediately, a proud smile appeared on Leng Jiuchen's face, and his greedy eyes fell on the ancestral blood spirit crystal in Kun Ling's hand.
The hot look in his eyes was difficult to hide.
At this moment, Leng Jiuchen was undoubtedly extremely excited.
He had been wandering in this area for half a month before.
After searching hard, they only found an ancestral blood spirit crystal that was similar in size to the one Mo Zhiyao had obtained before.
He was naturally dissatisfied with this result.
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However, Leng Jiuchen also knew in his heart that this ancestral blood spirit crystal was extremely difficult to find.
You are quite lucky to find one.
In addition, the time in this God's Burial Demon Plain was precious, so he was already planning to leave.
And just when he was about to leave, he discovered that there was a monstrous red light bursting out from the earth in the distance, and at the same time, there was the kind of fluctuation unique to the ancestral blood spirit crystal.
The intensity of the red light made Leng Jiuchen conclude that the Ancestral Blood Spirit Crystal was by no means comparable to the one he had obtained before.
This discovery immediately made Leng Jiuchen ecstatic, and he rushed over without any hesitation.
He was even more determined in his heart.
He must snatch the unearthed ancestral blood spirit crystal.
When he arrived here, he was even more overjoyed to find that the person holding the super ancestral blood spirit crystal was just a mere Fourth Tribulation boy.
Leng Jiuchen didn't even notice this level of cultivation.
"Getting this Ancestral Blood Spirit Crystal is worth it even if it requires me to leave the Fengshen Burial Demon Plain now."
Leng Jiuchen looked at the Ancestral Blood Spirit Crystal in Kun Ling's hand with feverish eyes, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily. stand up.
Mo Zhiyao looked at Leng Jiuchen across from him, his eyes still cold, and a slight sarcastic smile with murderous intent appeared on the corners of his lips.
"I'm sorry, I have never spit out the things I got in my hands.
Even if you are in the realm of Seven Tribulations, you still don't have the qualifications."
The cold words reached Leng Jiuchen's ears.
He was startled at first, and then his expression instantly turned ferocious, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
"You are looking for death" Leng Jiuchen looked at Mo Zhiyao again with a solemn gaze, and then the scene that came into his field of vision froze the look on his face.
A monstrous black light, like a tide, filled the air crazily from Mo Zhiyao's body, making the whole world instantly darken.
In the black light that covered the sky and the sun, four huge black suns rose slowly.
A violent wave filled with the smell of destruction rippled out from the black sun and filled the world in an instant: