The black dragon's eyes were fixed on the black turtle shell, and his saliva was flowing. Although he wanted to eat it, it was just a ray of soul and could not touch the real thing. It could only pass through the inside and outside of the black turtle shell.
"What level of spiritual science is "The Evolution of All Things"? It sounds like it should be at the imperial level, right?" Zhuo Yifan was very curious.
"This is not spirituality, it is the supreme true meaning that transcends spirituality. According to the words of the ancient times..." As soon as the first generation opened his mouth, Zhuo Yifan knew that this must be an ancient term, which often represents a kind of terrible rules and standards.
Sure enough, I heard the first generation say: "This black turtle shell should come from the body of the demon god of the turtle tribe, and what is engraved on the turtle shell should be the legendary theology."
Theology! Zhuo Yifan was shocked. This term is really terrible. If the strongest power of spirituality is to destroy mountains and seas, then the strongest power of theology is to break through the sky and burn the universe, triggering all things in nature, even the sky.
It must be broken. Its value far exceeds that of Imperial Spirituality.
"Wow! It's theology. Boy Zhuo, learn it quickly. Once you learn it, you won't be afraid of traveling all over the world." Black Dragon screamed excitedly.
"There's no rush, let's follow Uncle Lin...Lin Shen's wishes." Although Zhuo Yifan really wanted to learn "The Evolution of All Things", he was well aware of his own strength. Lin Shen asked him to learn "The Great Evolution" first.
He did not dare to violate this point to lay the foundation for "Yan Tu".
In this regard, the first generation also agreed: "Theology contains infinite true meaning, and many people just get it. They may think about a small problem for hundreds of years. If you want to fully implement a theology, it will take too much hard work. It is better to
Lay the foundation first and learn later.”
"Yes." Zhuo Yifan nodded. In the past two months, his combat power had progressed too quickly and lacked adjustment. This kind of adjustment could only be slowly digested in battle.
"The ovary of the ancient demon god, the place where the gods shed blood. I wonder if I can get the divine treasure in it like my father?"
"Now, the Ancient Demon Mountain is about to open, it's time to set off!"
After standing up and stretching his muscles, Zhuo Yifan piloted the machine bird and flew towards the Blood Tower.
The huge iron bird spreads its wings and roars through the mountains and forests with the strong wind. This machine bird has been modified by the forest god. It is easy to operate inside and the speed is much faster than ordinary machine birds. It is extremely majestic and horizontal.
Across the mountains, many creatures thought it was a monster passing through and gave way one after another.
The machine bird marched and soon appeared on the outer layer of the blood building. After a moment of hesitation, it finally flew down directly. If such a large machine bird were to directly break into the blood building area, it would probably cause another panic.
It has been two months since he left here, and no one knows where Zhuo Yifan has gone. Of course, he also doesn't know that his reputation as a "fierce talent" has been spread to everyone since the Battle of Blood Valley.
No one knows.
All three courtyards have entered the prefecture-level area, which has greatly changed the power of the Blood Tower. Many people walking on the road to the Blood Tower are still sighing and sighing, talking about the battle in the valley.
Zhuo Yifan was wearing a moon-colored robe, and he was walking towards him. After he formed the three-flower gathering, his every tiny movement was filled with transcendent majesty. Many people stayed far away, not daring to get close.
Back then, Zhuo Yifan was wearing a scarlet flame feather skirt, and the image of him fighting in disgrace had left a deep-rooted image in everyone's mind. Now he has a completely new look and appears domineering. No one recognized that this young man was the "fierce talent" in people's mouth.
, a great demon in human skin.
Walking to the door of the Blood Tower, there were two rows of monks standing at the door, wearing the Taoist uniforms of Tianren Courtyard. Among them were two masters of Sanxuan who were about two meters tall.
Shooting in all directions, they finally focused their attention on a young man wearing a moonlight robe not far away.
"Senior, stop!" The two masters in the late stage of Sanxuan were obviously the leaders and deputy leaders of this group. Sensing the aura emanating from Zhuo Yifan, they bowed and saluted in unison.
"What's the matter?" Zhuo Yifan pretended to be calm.
"Senior, do you want to enter the Blood Tower? Now to enter the Blood Tower, you must pay 0.1 Blood Battle Points." A handsome-looking monk bowed very respectfully.
"Huh? Charge?" Zhuo Yifan wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect Tianren Courtyard to be so arrogant. Please note that there are countless people coming in and out of the Blood Building in a day. You just need to pay 0.1 Blood Battle Point, which is calculated as a day.
After that, at least there will be an income of thousands of blood battle points.
"Is this protection money?"
"Senior, you can understand it this way. But these fees are not to line your own pockets. They are used as public funds to provide medical treatment to monks who are accidentally injured while going out for training." This young man knew that Zhuo Yifan was probably practicing hard outside for a long time and did not know what was inside the Blood Tower.
Something unexpected happened. He explained the reason very patiently.
"So that's it." Zhuo Yifan smiled and supported this approach. He communicated directly with Black Dragon and took out 100 blood battle points and transferred them to the young man's blood talisman. "This is what I accumulated from my experience outside. I hope it can help."
More people. Also, there’s no need to call me senior. I’m only sixteen years old this year.”
"100 bloody battle points!"
Several people at the door were shocked when they saw the values rotating in the young man's blood talisman. The young man was even more shocked. One hundred blood battle points, ordinary monks don't know how many years it would take to accumulate them, but this man was so generous. In addition,
Due to his strength, the young man believed that the young man in front of him was by no means a simple person, and immediately bowed and gave way, "Master, please, you don't have to pay bloody battle points when you enter the Blood Tower in the future. Thank you for your generous donation, Master."
"It's not a big deal." Zhuo Yifan shrugged and walked directly into the Blood Tower. Back in the desert, the divine bones of Pixiu and the power of the Ring were fighting, and an unknown number of lives were killed and injured. The blood battle points accumulated in the blood talisman also doubled, which was enough for one person.
As many as a thousand.
Now that he possesses supreme spiritual power and his physical body has exceeded its limits, the things that can be exchanged for blood battle points in the human-level area have no great effect on him. Zhuo Yifan is in a very happy mood now. In the blood prison, he can shoot hundreds of
A bloody battle. Except for the top experts from the three ancient forces, looking at the human level area, everyone can do it.
However, he was so generous, and the others were not blinded. They immediately exclaimed, and then showed fiery eyes. Many monks tried their best to kill the spirit beasts and only earned one or two points in a day. They had to gather a hundred.
I don’t know if it will be the Year of the Monkey or the Horse. I will cherish bloody battles as much as life and will never squander it like this.
No, before I even stepped onto the steps, I was stopped by several young men. They were wearing Taoist robes with the word "天" in the name. Their leader was a team leader who had just passed the Golden Elixir Level, and his strength was not yet stable.
The team leader was very depressed today. He spent all the blood battle points accumulated in his body for several months in exchange for a pill to strengthen his strength, but he didn't expect it to be eaten by a little sparrow he raised.
I was feeling depressed, but I didn't know that such a generous young man suddenly came to the door, which suddenly aroused the anger in the captain's heart.
"Hey, I said you are very generous, but you are still a stranger. Where did you come from? Recently, many Blood Tower monks reported that the Blood War Point was robbed by a mysterious person. This mysterious person can't be you, right?" Seven or eight people came over.
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"The bloody battle points were all obtained by me from killing the spirit beasts. They came from a legitimate source. How can we talk about robbery?" Zhuo Yifan sneered. These people actually said that mysterious people were robbing them. It was most likely that they made it up.
"This is the territory of Tianren Courtyard. If we say it exists, it will naturally exist." Everyone said in unison, all sneering.
"What do you want?" Zhuo Yifan asked calmly.
"Fight with me, I win, hand over all the remaining bloody battle points for confiscation." A young man walked out, about eighteen years old, with a red star on his robe with the word "天", which represented his childhood.
As a captain, his eyes are shining and his face is cold.
"Kid, are you sure it was confiscated and not put in your pocket when no one was paying attention?" Zhuo Yifan looked suspicious.
Everyone laughed. This boy looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was even shorter than the other boy. He actually dared to call others a kid.
The young man snorted: "Of course it's confiscation! Everyone around you can be a witness! If you are a man, accept this challenge!"
"Okay, you can go together, but if you lose, all your blood points and treasures will belong to me." Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Many people laughed. This young man is too stupid. At such an age, the cultivation level of the late Sanxuan is certainly amazing. But no matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than Jin Dan? Does he think he is a "ferocious talent"? Yes.
Beat away all the envoys from the temple.
The young captain was not greedy for a bloody battle, he just wanted to find someone to vent his anger on. Hearing what Zhuo Yifan said, his anger suddenly surged up: "What a loud tone. It seems that the latest mysterious robber is you. How dare you do anything to me?"
You are tired of causing trouble in the people's courtyard! Brothers, beat him up!"
At that moment, with a roar, eight young men surrounded him and wanted to beat him up.
"A boring person really thinks he is a fierce talent and wants to challenge Captain Huo."
"Hehe, I heard that Captain Huo changed a magic elixir today, but unfortunately it was eaten by the spirit bird he raised. Now he probably wants to find someone to vent his anger on. Hey, this young man was targeted by him. It's miserable..."
Roar!
The young man surnamed Huo suddenly took action, as fierce as a lion and tiger, and slammed into Zhuo Yifan. At the same time, several young people rushed over, with fists and shadows flying, and their minds were confused. This combined attack was enough to beat an ordinary Sanxuan monk.
His whole body was broken.
However, just when they hit the young man, they hit nothing and seemed to have an illusion. The young man's figure disappeared with a faint smile, and the real fists all collided together.
boom!
A sharp pain came from the hands. Except for the young man named Huo, all the young people who took action were blown away by the huge force. Their wrists made a cracking sound, their bones were cracked, and their faces turned blue with pain. The previous domineering spirit was gone.
live.
"Brat!"
The young man surnamed Huo gritted his teeth and looked at the young man not far away, and tried again. However, he still failed. Zhuo Yifan kicked him in the leg. He was blown away like a rocket and fell to the ground.
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"What!"
When many people saw this scene, millions of grass and mud horses flew through their hearts. They all knew Huo Xin. He was a young genius who had just been appointed as the captain of the team by Li Tianren. At the age of eighteen, he reached the golden elixir level and was unexpectedly defeated by a young man.
Beaten like this?
"Captain Huo..." Seeing that Huo Xin was injured, several of his men immediately surrounded him.
"Soul cultivator!" Huo Xin gritted his teeth, stood up again with the help of several people, and stared at Zhuo Yifan: "How dare you bewitch me!"
"The kid is quite smart." Zhuo Yifan smiled. Judging from the fact that Huo Xin can still stand, the kick he just kicked was not too heavy. With his current terrifying strength, if he takes it seriously, the whole
The bloody building was demolished by him.
"Now it is clearly stipulated in the Blood Tower that, except for the captain of the Tianren Courtyard, all soul cultivators are prohibited from using their mental power and are not allowed to bewitch!" Huo Xin smiled sinisterly: "Boy, I have already informed the captain. You are dead!"