Feng Qingxue is very strong, but this mountain is very vast, and there are countless dragon beasts living there. These dragon beasts keep rushing towards Feng Qingxue. Feng Qingxue wants to climb to the top of the mountain, but the speed is very slow, and he often has to kill in succession.
Only many dragon beasts can advance more than ten meters.
When every dragon beast is killed, a tiny ray of blood flies up to the top of the mountain.
Lu Ming followed the direction where the blood and energy gathered, and finally discovered that there was an altar in the middle of the mountain top, and all the energy and blood flew towards the altar.
Lu Ming walked over and found a drop of blood suspended in the middle of the altar. All the energy and blood were gathered in this drop of blood.
roar!
As soon as Lu Ming got close, a loud roar came from the blood, and a vast and rich ancient aura rushed towards his face, filled with terrible pressure, as if he was aloof and the ancestor of all life, asking people to kneel down and surrender.
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"Blood of the original gods!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
He was sure that this was the blood of the original gods.
It turns out that the blood of the original gods does not just exist, but is meant to gather the power of those bloodlines.
Lu Ming understood. I am afraid that the blood of the original gods had already dispersed and evolved into infinite dragon beasts, which were distributed on this mountain. And the dragon beasts that Feng Qingxue had just killed had a trace of trace on each of them.
After killing the dragon beast, the bloodline of the original god will be absorbed by the altar, gathered here, and eventually become a drop of real blood of the original god.
At this moment, it seems that a lot of dragon beast bloodline has been gathered.
Ho ho ho....
From all directions, the roars of dragon beasts and the sounds of battles continued to be heard. Lu Ming walked in another direction and also found a road, and a group of geniuses were fighting with the dragon beasts.
The young man at the front was the mountain master of Liumin Mountain, ranked third on the God King List.
Just like Feng Qingxue before, every time they kill a dragon beast, there will be a trace of blood power that will converge on the altar and become part of that drop of blood.
Then, Lu Ming came to another direction. There was also a road, and a group of young people were fighting hard. The one at the front was also a mountain master.
Lu Ming stood on the top of the mountain and walked around, finding a total of nine roads, and there was fighting on every road.
"Murong Qiu Shui is really amazing!"
On a road, Lu Ming discovered Murong Qiushui.
Murong Qiushui was very powerful and was far ahead. He was already approaching halfway up the mountain. Countless dragons and beasts died in his hands.
Nine flying knives surround the body, and every time they fly out, a dragon beast will be killed.
He kept pushing forward. Not only were the people on this road unable to compare with him, but even Feng Qingxue and others on other roads were still far behind him.
"Climbing this mountain is like a test!"
Lu Ming finally understood.
This mountain has a total of nine roads. The geniuses who come here start from the nine roads and head to the top of the mountain.
As they fight their way up, the blood of the slain dragon beasts will be gathered together to form the blood of the original gods.
Whoever reaches the top of the mountain first will get the blood of the original god.
"It seems that now is not the time to take away the original blood. The more dragon beast blood can be gathered, the better. I'd better wait!"
"These people probably never dreamed that I had already appeared on the top of the mountain. It seems that Murong Qiushui will be the first to reach the top of the mountain. I wonder what his expression will be like when he sees me after he reaches the top of the mountain.
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A smile appeared on Lu Ming's lips, looking forward to it.
Lu Ming waited quietly on the top of the mountain. Murong Qiushui and others did not even notice that there was one more person on the top of the mountain.
As time passed slowly, Murong Qiushui became more and more courageous as he fought, slowly approaching the top of the mountain.
The others also fought hard and used all means to be the first to rush to the top of the mountain and obtain the original divine blood.
As more and more dragon beasts are killed, more and more blood energy is gathered, the drop of the original god's blood becomes more and more brilliant, and the ancient aura becomes more and more intense.
Lu Ming couldn't help but be frightened, and his eyes were fiery. If he absorbed and refined this drop of original divine blood, the original divine body would most likely be able to achieve transformation. He would develop a drop of his own original divine blood in his body, and the original divine body would step into another world.
a stage.
Half an hour later, Murong Qiushui, covered in blood, was finally about to reach the top of the mountain.
"Almost!"
Lu Ming whispered, then came to the side of the original divine blood and grabbed it.
roar!
A fierce roar came from the original divine blood, like a dragon's roar.
Yes, and in this drop of original divine blood, Lu Ming saw a very mini divine dragon roaring at Lu Ming.
A strong repulsive force repels Lu Ming and prevents Lu Ming from getting closer.
"If you still want to resist, it's just a drop of blood. Come in!"
Lu Ming shouted and grabbed it hard, trying to put it into the storage ring.
Ho ho ho...
Suddenly, violent roars were heard from the original divine blood, resounding through the sky and shaking the entire mountain peak.
"What's going on?"
"Why is there a violent roaring sound coming from the top of the mountain? Has someone already climbed to the top of the mountain?"
"Damn it, it must be Murong Qiushui!"
Feng Qingxue and others looked ugly.
Little did he know that Murong Qiu Shui's face turned even uglier.
He clearly hadn't reached the top of the mountain yet, so why did the top of the mountain make such a strong noise? What was going on? Could someone have reached the top of the mountain earlier than him?
"impossible!"
Murong Qiushui roared angrily. He didn't believe that anyone could reach the top of the mountain earlier than him.
"kill!"
He roared and launched attacks wildly, and the dragon beasts in front of him were constantly killed.
At this moment, Lu Ming's palm was getting closer and closer to the original divine blood, and he was about to be caught. Suddenly, this drop of original divine blood suddenly started to squirm, turning into a sharp little sword, and with one stroke, it cut through
Lu Ming's palm then merged with Lu Ming's blood and penetrated into Lu Ming's body.
"It went right into me!"
Lu Ming was a little dazed. He wanted to put it away first and then slowly refine it. Why did it merge with his blood and enter his body?
"Lu Ming..."
Right here, an angry and incredible roar sounded.
Murong Qiushui rushed to the top of the mountain, and just in time he saw Lu Ming put away the original divine blood. His eyes were round and full of disbelief.
Wasn't Lu Ming knocked down by him into an abyss full of Mo Luo's fire? How come he's not dead yet? And he appeared on the top of the mountain earlier than him?
What's going on?
Then he saw the door, and in an instant, he understood.
It turns out there is another way that can reach here directly.
I dare say that he had beaten him to death before, but it was all in vain, and Lu Ming got the advantage of them all.