"Chen Xuan, the true blood of the Emperor is very dangerous. If you have the chance to seize it, you must not absorb it easily." The Soul Heaven Emperor in the Eight Tribes suddenly spoke up to remind him.
Hearing the voice of the Soul Heaven Emperor, Chen Xuan became even more curious: "Two seniors, what is the true blood of the Emperor?" "If I guess correctly, it should be a kind of precious blood containing the spiritual aggregate of the Immortal Emperor, but it is not the true essence of the Immortal Emperor, but the essence of life condensed by many Immortal Emperors throughout their lives. The original immortal power of the Immortal Emperor is condensed into
I'm afraid only the Cangxian clan can do such a small mass of blood."
The explanation of the Soul Heaven Emperor contained a hint of solemnity. She was worried that the Burial Immortal Clan would return to the peak with the true blood of the Emperor Yuan and make a comeback. Chen Xuan wanted to ask something, but he heard the Immortal Emperor Wujie speak lightly: "This blood can allow extremely poor cultivators and even mortals who cannot practice Taoism to obtain the perfect immortal emperor's posture, and greatly accelerate the speed of being promoted to the Immortal Emperor. If it can drive away the evil aura of the dark snake attached to it, Chen Xuan can absorb it directly. Now you are a great master of Wujie sword body, and there is no problem with enduring the pressure of the true blood of the Emperor Yuan; as for the evil lotus will in your body, you want to use you to fusion the true blood of the Emperor Yuan,
Then the Soul Emperor and I will take action.”
The words of the Immortal Emperor Wujie were equivalent to giving Chen Xuan a reassurance.
The two immortal emperors' remaining consciousnesses have been warmed up in the Eight Tribes for so many years, and they are waiting for such a critical moment of life and death.
Even if Qin Muchu, Elder Song Er and others suddenly launched a rebellion, it would not be enough to let the Immortal Emperor Wujie take action.
However, Chen Xuan still has another question that he doesn't understand: "Senior Wujie, I already have the sword body of Wujie. It's only a matter of time before I become an immortal emperor. Even if I don't take the risk of absorbing the true blood of the Emperor's Continuation, right?"
In Chen Xuan's opinion, the Emperor Yun true blood, which attracted the six major forces, and the evil lotus secret sect, seemed to be less effective than imagined. "Just greatly accelerated the speed of being promoted to the Immortal Emperor, it is worthless." The Immortal Emperor Wujie rarely continued to explain patiently, "What's more, the Emperor Yun true blood may also contain a top-quality immortal body. Don't you want to obtain twelve at the same time.
Are there two of the top immortal bodies?”
"What?" Chen Xuan was stunned when he heard this.
He never thought that a monk could possess two of the twelve immortal bodies at the same time.
If this is true, it would be too outrageous!
The Emperor of Soul Heaven said with a smile: "Since Sister Wujie said this, it proves that she is optimistic that you can obtain the second top-level immortal body; don't act rashly at present, there will be variables later."
"I understand." Chen Xuan nodded slightly and looked at the golden immortals fighting fiercely around the altar.
In a short period of time, the battle has reached a white-hot stage. Xin Yiwu, Huoshura, Xunming Toutuo and Mr. Heiqi have all recovered to the cultivation level of the second-turn Daluo Golden Immortal, and are even about to break through the third-turn Daluo Golden Immortal.
Therefore, four people can compete with many powerful Golden Immortals from six major forces.
Even Xin Yiwu could try to break the altar ban many times and seize the golden bowl containing the true blood of Emperor Yun.
Chen Xuan continued to watch the battle patiently. As long as the immortal power of both sides was exhausted, his chance would come.
After a fierce battle, Qin Muchu and Elder Song became more and more anxious, and also transferred several golden immortals who besieged Qing Yuan to join the battle, but they still couldn't fight for a long time.
On the contrary, Qing Yuan was able to return to Chen Xuan and asked lukewarmly: "I will take you out. Take off the golden hoop on my head and never owes each other again from now on, how about it?"
"Are you thinking too beautifully?" Chen Xuan asked back.
Qing Yuan bit her delicate lips: "No matter how evil you are, you are just a fairyland after all. There is only one way to die if you stay. It is impossible to reap profits."
"Don't worry, just keep watching." Chen Xuan was calm.
No matter how anxious Qingyuan was, she could only hold on to her troops.
Xia Qingyan, who stood behind the two, had a complicated expression and listened to the conversation between them. She didn't expect that the Qingyuan female fairy, who had been chasing Chen Xuan many times and hated Chen Xuan, would now obey Chen Xuan's orders, and might even have become Chen Xuan's "furnace" and didn't know what kind of magical object the golden hoop was.
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Suddenly, Qian Ye Xingjin shouted overjoyed: "My grandpa and the others are about to break the Ruyi Qiankun bag ban!"
When Chen Xuan heard this, he turned around and looked at Qing Yuan and Xia Qingyan at the same time.
I saw the Ruyi Qiankun bag hanging in the air growing bigger and bigger, like a big balloon that was about to be blown.
The next moment, the wind was heard from the bag, and many spiritual lights escaped from it and landed on the ground. It was Qian Yesong, Shuitai Gong and Xia Qingxuan, who had been trapped in the bag for a while.
"Sister!" Xia Qingyan's beautiful eyes lit up, as if she saw a life-saving straw.
After all, this Ruyi Qiankun Bag is not a real magic weapon for the Gods. It is just a projection and it is impossible for so many powerful golden immortals to trap forever.
What's more, Qin Muchu's magic power was constantly consumed during the battle and could not maintain the power of the Qiankun bag. When Qian Yesong was trapped in the bag, he could also hear the movement outside. He knew that Xin Yiwu and the other two were here to disrupt the situation, so he immediately smiled: "A few oriole birds are here, but unfortunately we are not mantis or cicadas!"