Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Five See if the flames of war are not extinguished, can they burn th
In front of Lingxi.
Seeing that the young overlord who came out of the Zhanhuang Palace looked a little submissive, the first Xingtian snorted and ignored him. He just picked up the stone bowl and touched Su Qi young: "Fuck!"
The two of them drank bowl after bowl. The young man in gold armor felt relaxed when he saw that First Xingtian ignored him. He drank alone until Su Qinian finished the jar of blood in front of him.
Don't reach out anymore.
"Keep drinking, isn't there more?" First Xingtian was startled, "Don't worry, it's enough."
Su Qinian shook his head and said, "That's enough."
"Are you also concerned about my identity?" First Xingtian looked at Su Qinian with his slightly drunken and clear eyes, and raised his eyebrows.
Su Qinian looked at him calmly and said: "What you shouldn't ask is that your taste is too bad. Either drink the pure and original blood spring, which is strong enough and mellow enough without adding any foreign substances, or you can mix it up carefully."
, use medicine to enter the blood, do not ask for precious medicines and elixirs, just mix them properly. You have added a few life-extending elixirs to these jars of blood springs, and some messy blood-enhancing medicines, and you don’t know how to mix and release them. Look.
It seems to be fragrant and mellow, but more than half of the medicinal properties are wasted, the aftertaste is more complex and disordered, and thousands of years of aging are wasted."
After drinking the blood spring carefully brewed by He Laosan, and the Master's Era Blood Spring, and being influenced by He Laosan on weekdays, Su Qinian really looked down on the Ten Thousand Years Blood Spring of the First Xingtian.
Even He Laosan's Thousand-Year Blood Fountain is not as good as it, but it has taken thousands of years. There are not many things in this world that are more precious than years, and it is indeed a pity.
Silence in front of Lingxi River.
The young man in gold armor was stunned and looked at Su Qinian blankly. This man really dared to say anything, but when he sipped his mouth carefully, it seemed that there was indeed some impurity in the aftertaste. On weekdays, he looked at Su Qinian
If the treasure's thousand-year-old blood fountain enters the throat again at this moment, it suddenly feels a little less flavorful.
"Really?"
First Xingtian was a little suspicious. He filled a bowl again and took a small mouthful to sip. This time, his brows gradually furrowed. It had been too long. He recalled carefully that he had indeed taken this batch of blood springs on a whim.
Several life-extending elixirs donated by others and some blood-tonifying herbs were mixed into it, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect.
He did not doubt what Su Qinian said, because he had indeed tasted the mixed smell at this moment, and he also knew that his third senior brother, who had hidden his name and background in his early years and traveled the five wastelands, was the master who reached the pinnacle of brewing blood springs.
His cultivation was famous all over the world, and he was regarded as a guest by all major inheritances, but later...
First Xingtian smiled.
The body of the young man in golden armor tensed up. Seeing the First Xingtian laughing more and more carelessly, he couldn't help but glance at Su Qinian. Is this a sign of taking action? He was a little panicked. Shouldn't he stay?
He came down to drink from the blood spring. No matter what, he was a fish in the pond. He glanced at the few wooden sticks that had been roasted into charcoal by the Lingxi River and felt that his whole body felt bad.
At this moment, First Xingtian stopped laughing, looked at Su Qinian, and said solemnly: "I feel your light. Since you don't believe in fate, can you help me."
"Why me." Su Qinian said.
"Because you inherited the will of the saints and ignited the original war blood," the first Xingtian said seriously, "people in the world don't know that the changes in the ancestral blood of our human race are the most difficult among all the races in the world. Without it,
1. Whether it is in the vast starry sky or in the recent one hundred and eighty-eighth era, every human race that has ignited the original blood of war is enough to entrust us."
Original battle blood!
The eyes of the young man in gold armor trembled. No wonder the quasi-king blood that was as thick as red gold caused the supreme battle blood of his veins to show signs of recovery when he watched him take action earlier.
In Resonance, in fact, the supreme war blood of his lineage also has levels, but even that one has never been able to break through the initial level and enter the next stage.
"That's not a reason." Su Qinian glanced at the First Xingtian and remained unmoved.
"There are some things that I can't attend." First Xingtian said bluntly, staring at Su Qinian with his clear eyes, "After so many years, your lineage has been bound to Beihuang, don't you want to change something?
The world has been peaceful for too long, eras have changed, and people's laziness is easier to change. You should also be able to see it. I can feel that your intention to lock the heavens is deeper than anyone in your lineage. Don't you want to
Try to break the shackles of fate, change the flow of the river of fate, and see if the unquenchable flame of war can burn under the starry sky."
Su Qinian remained silent.
The young man in golden armor was shaken. He did not expect that the first Xingtian would value this person so much.
He insisted on inviting this person here because he didn't believe that someone in the War Emperor's Palace had taken action and the First Xing Tianhui was unaware of it.
But ten breaths later, Su Qinian said, "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to be the master of this first battlefield!" First Xingtian said every word, with a sound of gold and iron.
What!
The young man in gold armor stood up. In his state of mind, he lost his composure at this moment. He simply couldn't believe his ears. The first Xingtian actually asked this bright holy king of the Suotian lineage to be the leader of the first battlefield.
host.
Not only because in the War Emperor's Palace, only the Purple Ribbon Xing Tian is qualified to open up the war domain, preach and receive karma, every Purple Ribbon Xing Tian is also the master of the war domain and has the responsibility to patrol the human world, but also because the War Emperor Palace is in
Among all the war masters in the human world, he holds an extraordinary status. In the boundless territory of the War Emperor Palace, many large clans, sects, spiritual lands, mineral deposits, and even dangerous places under his jurisdiction are all controlled by the master of the war domain.
One word.
The implications of this are really too great.
Not to mention the first battlefield, this is the battlefield opened by the First Xingtian. Not only have there been many seekers over the years, and there are countless disciples in the domain, but they also control an extremely fertile land in Youdahuang, which even includes several supreme towers.
inherited.
For endless years, Zishou Xingtian has opened up a war domain and is the lord of the war domain. At most, some complex affairs are left to the strong men of this lineage. Many major events are still decided by the lord of the war domain. I have never heard of it.
, Zishou Xingtian, or even any one of the five Xingtians, gave up the Lord of the War Domain, and even handed it over to someone who was not in the War Emperor's Palace.
This is against the rules!
The young man in golden armor can imagine that if the news spreads, an unprecedented earthquake will surely occur in the War Emperor's Palace. It is difficult for him to imagine what kind of reaction the Purple Ribbon Xingtians will have. If this happens in the war of the era.
At that time, the lord of the battle domain even had the supreme authority to control the war divisions of all the tribes under his jurisdiction.
Even now, it may be difficult for the many Saint Masters in this first battle field, as well as the Zishou Xingtian who has followed the first Xingtian for many years, been in charge of the first battle field for nearly ten thousand years, and even gave up opening up the battle field.
Identify with this one.
Not only is he not a member of the War Emperor's Palace, but he is also a descendant of that line. The young man in golden armor could not have imagined that the First Xingtian invited this man to come with such an idea.
The restless War Emperor's Palace aroused boundless disputes.
On the way just now, Su Qinian had a rough understanding of the various battle areas of the War Emperor Palace. He also did not expect that the First Xingtian would actually ask him to be the master of this battle area.
"I'm afraid this has broken the rules in the palace, so you are not afraid that I will take action and cause chaos here."
First Xingtian slowly stood up, wearing a somewhat dirty animal robe. As he stood up, he actually showed a bit of unruly and arrogant attitude. An indescribable majesty rose from his body. At this moment, Su Qinian
The two of them could clearly hear the wails coming from all realms, as if all the heavens and realms were being trampled under their feet.
"I am the rule."
There was a cold and peaceful voice, not grand and majestic, not even half-powerful, but it seemed to be imprinted deep into the hearts of Su Qinian and the two of them.
It was only then that the young man in golden armor came back to his senses. What stood in front of him was not the ordinary Xingtian with purple ribbons, but a supreme emperor, the leader of the five Xingtians, who was known as the current war emperor.
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