"Eternal Kingdom?"
Chu Fengmian's eyes narrowed.
He already understood where he had arrived.
The power of a master warrior is enough to compete with a Zhongqian World, or even enough to create a Zhongqian World on his own.
And where Chu Fengmian is now, is the original world of the Lord of Metal, a middle-thousand world.
It's just that the original world of the Lord of Metal is now in dilapidated condition, with only a part of it left, which is enough to show the miserable state of the Lord of Metal.
Although this Lord of Metal has not truly fallen, his core has been shattered, and now even the original world is in such a broken state, which proves that he is not far away from truly falling.
But even though the Lord of Metal was so seriously injured and the world was so riddled with holes, Chu Fengmian could still feel the huge power contained in it.
This is also the first time that Chu Fengmian has faced the power of a master. Even if the master has been seriously injured, the power of this metal master cannot be underestimated.
Everything in this eternal kingdom is made of metal, whether it is the ground, buildings, etc., it seems to be a kingdom entirely created from metal.
It should be a puppet, temporarily used as a body by the Lord of Metal, and the real body of the Metal Lord should have been destroyed in the subsequent battle.
Chu Fengmian suddenly understood the name. These metals were indeed immortal and eternal. Even though no living beings could be seen in this eternal kingdom, everything was as clean as new.
At the edge of the metal city, no traces of being cut in the middle can be seen.
Jiao Hongxiang suddenly thought of the words of the Lord of Metal.
"That's not a virtual divine source."
The entire metal building is like a huge city. You can't see the traces of life outside, and you can't imagine the prosperity after the metal building.
"That's the altar?"
It's just that now everything is relatively broken, and there is no trace of the existence of any living thing in it, not even a son of metal.
In the center of the square, a huge altar appeared in front of Jiao Hongxiang's eyes. Under the altar, Chu Fengmian could see the huge amount of blood contained in it.
"It's just that it is a virtual divine source that has not been completely condensed. The power in it is still lacking. The power contained is only about 80% of the real virtual divine source."
Regarding Chu Fengmian's caution, the Lord of Metal looked indifferent. He just took Jiao Hongxiang with him and retreated into the metal building. As Chu Fengmian stepped into it, the situation inside the metal building was also reflected.
In Jiao Hongxiang's eyes.
"You can't give that thing to him now, but he must promise you and give you the core in his hand."
The metal man looked no different from these sons of metal, but underneath, Chu Fengmian could feel any dominating power.
Chu Fengmian could see that the source of the blood energy under the altar was the metal body. It should be said that the blood energy around the altar was pouring into the metal body continuously.
Chu Fengmian looked under the altar. I couldn't see a metal body under the altar. The metal body was completely red, and there were inscriptions underneath. Those inscriptions were also blood-red.
It just doesn't look broken.
It seems like a real Zhongqian world has been torn apart by a weak force. It can tear a Zhongqian world apart like that.
That thing is not very similar to the source of strength of a weak person, but the power in it is comparable to the source of strength of a weak person with an enemy.
Chu Fengmian looked at this metal body. The blood energy condensed in such a small size also appeared to be extremely pure, as if it had been refined countless times.
Those sons of metal indeed seemed to appear suddenly from the Zuma Era.
Seeing Jiao Hongxiang's gaze, the Lord of Metal was also trying to show off and spoke directly.
Jiao Hongxiang followed the metal lord all the way, and soon I came to the metal building, under an empty square.
"That is?"
Chu Fengmian couldn't even imagine how brutal a battle it must have been before a Zhongqian World was so damaged and torn apart.
It seems strange that some warriors who have come into contact with the core are transformed into children of metal. "Bad pure blood energy condensation! That thing..."
Just when Jiao Hongxiang was looking at the eternal kingdom, a voice sounded, it was the voice of the Lord of Metal, and a metal man appeared in front of Chu Fengmian.
Eternal kingdom.
"You definitely can't transform any fewer children of metal. You may not be able to replenish the blood in them and condense them into a real virtual god. It's a pity that people from all over the world are coming too slowly, so you don't have that chance."
The Lord of Metal spoke fiercely.
If it really develops like that, the power in that virtual divine source will indeed not reach the level of a master, although it is still powerful compared to a real master.
"Blood! Could it be that those cores come close to the warriors, transform our power, and turn us into children of metal, just to devour our blood?"
Although the current Lord of Metal does not seem to be very powerful yet, Chu Fengmian still dares to look down upon me. After all, he is a real master of the weak. Once I suddenly attack, in the original world,
There is no small threat either.
It's just that the blood and power in the virtual divine source are still enough, so it is still considered a real virtual divine source, but only a semi-finished product.
Chu Fengmian nodded. I also followed the Lord of Metal. Chu Fengmian dared to relax along the way. After all, I am now equivalent to retreating into the main world of the Lord of Metal.
The moment he saw the virtual divine source, Chu Fengmian also understood that there was indeed no lie in what the Lord of Metal said, and that the effect of the virtual divine source was much different from what I said.
"That's not a virtual divine source!"
"Come with you."
A small amount of blood was gathered under the altar.
But after devouring the virtual divine source, it is indeed impossible to elevate one's own power to the level of domination in a short period of time.
After Chu Fengmian heard the words of the Lord of Metal, my eyes were fixed on looking at the virtual divine source. The pure power in it was not only small, but also broken.
Tempering means continuous promotion.
This chapter has been completed!