The Little Dragon King stood tall in the ring, fought several battles in a row, and gained invincible prestige. The negative impact of being beheaded in the past was blown away by the wind.
Nowadays, it has suppressed the Dao-level geniuses of the human race, and the soldiers outside the pass are extremely fierce, but any rebuttal is feeble.
"Zhentianhou is no longer the Zhentianhou he once was. He lies in his ancestral land and enjoys happiness every day. You still expect him to compete in the ring? Stop being ridiculous."
The Kong family said they have noses and eyes. Now the soldiers in Guan Nei are calling Zhen Tianhou to join the battle all day long. They don't believe these words in their hearts, but the blood in their hearts is already welling up.
The huge Xiongguan was somewhat silent, with sneers constantly coming out, and people's words being frightening.
"You are deceiving the public with your evil words, you know bullshit!"
Wu Chi, who had achieved unparalleled prestige, shouted angrily: "The Xia Clan was rebuilt, but the powerful clan that robbed the Xia Clan's resources tens of thousands of years ago still controls the Xia Clan's bloodline altar. If Juntian can awaken the bloodline, what will happen?"
Just think about it and you will know how powerful it is, and Juntian is currently waiting for this resource!"
As soon as these words came out, the huge Xiongguan was in a state of shock. The Xia clan's bloodline was considered the most terrifying among the human race, but they had never seen Juntian activate the bloodline.
"Still listening to the slander? Jun Tian has already suffered enough. He was poisoned by the source of all poisons. He was finally made a military commander and was arrested and taken to prison. Now he is not even given the minimum bloodline key. Do you think it is him?
Is he unwilling to come out of seclusion, or is there someone who doesn’t want him to come out of seclusion?”
Su Changqing also gained a lot of prestige, and the storm caused by the spread of the words became more and more fierce, and finally the spearheads were pointed at the Immortal Cave.
"It's a joke. If Zhentianhou had the intention to bring Xiongguan back to defeat, he would have killed Xiongguan a long time ago."
Some strong men secretly sneered: "But as of now, is he here? You are scrambling for a little resource. Do you know how much damage a day's delay in the arena battle will have on the fate of the human race?"
"In my opinion, it's not that he doesn't want to come, but he is really afraid."
"Puppies who talk in secret, stop coming out with your lies to confuse the public. Everyone in the world doesn't know that the bloodline altar is delivered at the speed of a super wormhole, and it only takes a few meals!"
Wu Chi sneered: "Justice comes from the hearts of the people. Everyone has the same goal in mind. If you think about it carefully, has the contribution Zhen Tianhou made to Xiongguan still been small? But what did he get in the end?!"
Xiongguan was shaken. From the super war to now, everyone knows what happened. If he hadn't been killed, he would have been killed a long time ago.
"What the True Dragon King said makes sense. How long does it take to deliver an altar to awaken the bloodline to the Xia clan?"
Some strong men have ugly faces. Now the whole world is staring at the arena of gods and demons. If Zhen Tianhou, who originally had the highest voice, is unable to participate in the battle because of this kind of thing, it would be too ugly to show his face in the Immortal Cave.
"Everyone..."
The Great Elder stood up and sent word to all parties: "The matter will be resolved properly soon. The Xia Clan Bloodline Altar and the Dinghai Divine Pearl are already on the way to be transported. There are also major forces. Return whatever is stolen. Don't let the world
It’s a joke.”
"damn it……"
Tian Junde was so angry that his eyes were black and his heart and lungs were shaking violently. When will they agree to return the Dinghai Divine Pearl?
However, Chu Dingtian announced the results without asking the Tian Clan's intentions beforehand, which made Tian Junde furious.
The God of Dinghai cannot be called a supreme treasure. As if floating in the veins of an eternal dragon, the power it exudes is close to that of the holy treasure of the Dao. It is the most precious treasure for guarding the ethnic group, and it is also a rare healing holy object in the world.
"One more thing!"
The Great Elder acted resolutely and said: "Zhentianhou was seriously injured in the Thunder Tribulation battle. Of course, he can rush to Xiongguan to participate in the battle in no more than three days. However, it is a pity that Zhentianhou has only entered the first level of Taoism. Of course,
If we have the Dinghai Divine Pearl to help us and gather a huge amount of divine energy in three days, we will definitely be able to tear apart several small realms in succession. Although it cannot be on the same level as the Little Dragon King's realm, I believe it is almost the same."
Tian Junde wanted to tear the great elder's mouth to pieces, but when he saw the cheers coming from all over Xiongguan, his face became extremely gloomy, and he could not compete with the general trend of Xiongguan.
"Little Dragon King, come down."
The three lions boarded the arena of gods and demons and said: "You were defeated by Zhen Tianhou in the past. In order to ensure that our plan is foolproof, I will come to suppress him and take him away in three days."
"Lion King, what do you mean?"
The Little Dragon King had a cold expression on his face. The disastrous defeat he had suffered was the strongest motivation to inspire him to reach the top. Once he missed the opportunity and was killed by the three lions, there would be no hope for the future.
"For the sake of the tribe."
The lion king is mighty and tall, standing on the arena covered by dark clouds. His hair on his hair is dancing wildly. He can easily tear apart the void and is full of terrifying pressure from the avenue.
What the Little Dragon King wanted to say finally shut up. It was an old demon who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Although he was not ashamed to pretend to be a junior to compete in the ring, for the sake of the final victory, he had no choice but to give in.
"Dangdang..."
Far away in the Xia tribe's cave, Juntian Yuanshen came out of his body, opened his mouth and spewed out his soul energy, which turned into a black sledgehammer and struck at the Ten Thousand Dao Stones.
The life artifact can finally be tempered, but of course it is extremely difficult. He always pours the precious blood of life into the Ten Thousand Dao Stones, imprinting a deeper imprint of life.
It is worth mentioning that Zhang Dapao tempered the Dao Immortal Iron won by Zhang Yuanshan into a small bell, and spent the whole day floating in the physical body to receive baptism.
Although Juntian now has the Tianyuan Sword, it is crucial to forge an artifact that will grow with him, not to mention what a treasure the Wandao Stone is? It is about to evolve into the legendary cosmic stone.
This thing may be even more amazing than the potential of the crude embryo of the Holy Treasure!
Of course, no matter how valuable the stone is, it is still very difficult to turn it into a sacred treasure. For those who want to be crowned kings, it is not a day's work. It often takes tens of thousands of years to precipitate.
There is no doubt about the terror of the Holy Treasure. Even Zhang Yuanshan will encounter a fatal threat. No Lord of the Cave Heaven can contend with it. According to legend, only a powerful King-Sealer can fight against the Holy Treasure with his bare hands!
"Clang..."
The Ten Thousand Dao Stones are constantly vibrating, and they are being calcined. Juntian uses the effect of the Immortal Mansion to draw the essence of the stars in the sky and interpret it into Dao Fire, tempering the form of the divine weapon.
"Dong dong..."
Jun Tian was sweating like rain all over his body. Every time the Hammer of the Soul struck down, the complex and mysterious marks of the thirty-third heaven were carved on the Ten Thousand Dao Stones, triggering the potential resonance of the stones and revealing the celestial brilliance of the Great Dao.
Use blood as the guide, God as the hammer, and Tao as the foundation.
Jun Tian had sacrificed everything, and the huge life fire was poured into it, just to become one with the divine soldier's mind!
Fortunately for him, the Ten Thousand Dao Stones had been tempered by thunder and punishment, and the forging process was not difficult. Otherwise, it would have taken a year and a half to turn into a magical weapon.
In the past two days, Wan Dao Bing has gradually taken shape, but it looks extremely rough and clearly needs to be refined.
At this moment, he engraved the Origin Sutra into the Ten Thousand Dao Stones, with iron hooks and silver paintings, and imprinted the secrets of the sutras layer by layer. When all of this was done, the Ten Thousand Dao Bings dimly glowed with terrifying brilliance, conveying the magnificent chanting of sutras.
sound.
"I'll call you Wan Dao Bing from now on!"
A smile appeared on Juntian's pale face, and his body and mind were connected with the Ten Thousand Dao Stones. The feeling of being connected by blood made him feel so happy, as if he had an extra left and right arm.
"Soldiers are coming!"
Jun Tian recovered briefly, and suddenly stretched out his big hand, the fist-sized Wandao Soldier. It looked rough, but in fact, it roared for a while, and the inner Dao Law bloomed, turning into a colorful sword body.
"Chi!"
Jun Tian swung his sword forward and swept forward. The sword body showed thousands of lights, surging and boiling, splitting out thousands of sword lights, outlining the wonder of the withering of all things.
Then, he competed with the natal magic weapon tempered by Zhang Dapao. The weapon made of Dao Immortal Iron was indeed indestructible. However, in the face of thousands of Dao attacks, the bell body shook and the carved Dao marks almost shattered.
Jun Tian was surprised. The strength of Wan Dao Bing exceeded his expectation. After all, it had just taken shape.
"What?"
Zhang Dapao was shocked: "Junior brother, what kind of treasure is this? It's just a rough embryo that has just been molded, but it actually contains such terrifying potential."
"This is the source stone of all things that Master gave me back then."
Jun Tian is satisfied and waits for him to finish polishing the Ten Thousand Dao Weapons. The potential vibration is definitely not inferior to the supreme treasure. It will continue to accumulate in the future. As he grows with him, it will not be difficult to transform into a holy treasure!
This weapon is ever-changing. It rises and falls on Juntian's head, and when it emits the sound of Taoism, it sometimes turns into a sword, sometimes into a bell, sometimes into a seal, sometimes into a lamp, sometimes into a knife...
It can evolve into any form according to Juntian's will, and can also deduce mountains, rivers, stars and moons, flowers, plants, fish and insects, birds and beasts...
"Duh!"
Juntian opened his mouth and swallowed Wan Dao Bing into his belly, nourishing him with the essence of his physical life wheel at all times.
At this time, several military chiefs came to the Xia Clan Cave and delivered a dark yellow altar, reflecting the vicissitudes of time.
"The things have been delivered. When will we leave for Xiongguan?" asked the strong man from the military headquarters.
"Dinghai Divine Pearl?" Jun Tian asked back.
"We are already on the way. Since the Celestial Clan promised, they will not break their promise." Some elders lamented that the Celestial Clan was really bleeding a lot, and the grudges between the Celestial Clan and Jun Tian were destined to be irresolvable in the future.
"Let's talk about it when we get there."
Jun Tian couldn't wait to call Xia Ping'an. Once this dark red altar was activated with the Xia clan's scriptures, it would be as majestic as a great mountain, filled with endless majesty.
Of course, Jun Tian did not activate it immediately. He used the Silver Moon Sacred Treasure to detect and confirm that there was no problem before placing Xia Ping'an on the altar.
"Boom!"
The altar, which had been separated for tens of thousands of years, emitted a divine light that penetrated the sky, enveloped Xia Ping'an, and caused him to fly high into the sky uncontrollably.
"Big brother..."
Little An'an's face turned pale with fright. Finally, with Jun Tian's encouragement, she gradually calmed down and communicated with the altar that enveloped her. Soon her body was scorching hot, and her sleeping ancestral blood was boiling, bursting out with a golden glow!
"What a strong bloodline!"
Zhang Dapao was amazed, she was just a six-year-old girl, but the divine power contained in her bloodline was extremely powerful. A picture of the God of War flashed out, turning into a golden figure, sitting cross-legged in the middle of her eyebrows, reciting the Great Dao Sutra.
Xia Shu Lao burst into tears and finally got his wish.
"boom!"
At this moment, the Supreme Cave Heaven shook, and a golden mark flew from inside, imprinting on Xia Ping'an's forehead bone, indicating that she was now a direct descendant of the Xia Clan, and could go to the Cave Heaven to practice in seclusion.
"Little sister, you go too."
Jun Tian moved Xia Pingan to the cave sky, and Yun Xi floated over. He stood on the altar. Although his blood was boiling, it was still difficult to summon him.
Jun Tian tried it, and his situation was similar to Yun Xi's. He finally concluded that the strength of the altar was not enough, and there was a huge loss of their blood.
Not long after, Jun Tian sat cross-legged in the main cave, energizing the altar with his strongest combat power, exuding super power of exploration, and searching for the lost members of the Xia clan in the Eastern Territory!
"It really does!"
Jun Tian's heart was agitated, and he could vaguely feel that there were hundreds of Xia clan members in various ancient cities in the Eastern Region.
When he activated the bloodline altar with all his strength, his exploration power became even more terrifying. Suddenly, he found a line of clan blood that was extremely terrifying, like an eternal sun burning.
"Who?"
Jun Tian was shocked and saw a vague shadow through the altar. It was tall and carrying a huge hammer, like a ghost wandering in the Eastern Land.
Jun Tian instantly rushed out with the sword in hand, because this master was in Panlong City!