Nine hundred and seventieth chapters Nirvana Altar
"Ten drops of Feng Ling's blood, its value is equivalent to the ordinary top-grade holy weapon, fire! How could Guangsuan come from a big family and get so much Feng Ling's blood? Don't forget when he broke through the ninth level of fate.
I also used some.”
"Of course he can't get it, but he can borrow it! He has a brother-in-law who is an amazing prodigy and will soon become a god. Huo Yanguang asked him to borrow the blood of Feng Ling, and he should be able to borrow it. When the time comes, he will win the Phoenix Blood Spear.
Just return the blood of Ling, and even the phoenix blood gun must share some benefits with his uncle.
"This Huo Yanguang is too aggressive. A ninth-level life-destroyer from the fourth heaven comes to challenge Lin Ming. Isn't this obviously bullying? Lin Ming is only at the fifth-level life-death, how dare he accept the challenge?"
"That's right, it means bullying people or slapping people in the face. Huo Yanguang probably didn't expect Lin Ming to have the courage to challenge him. He just went on to slap Lin Ming in the face today when he broke through the ninth level of life and fell into the limelight, avenging Lin Ming's death a few days ago.
The hatred of humiliation.”
"I think Lin Ming is in trouble today. He was too full of words before. Who made him refuse to fight on the excuse that others do not have the best holy weapons? This time he will reap the consequences! If I were Lin Ming, I would endure what happened today.
Be a coward for a while, then hide your strength and bide your time, practice hard, break through the ninth level of life, and find your place again."
"Hey, you are stupid. After Lin Ming broke through the Nine Meteors, Huo Yanguang definitely wanted to break through the Divine Sea, but he was still suppressed. Moreover, Huo Yanguang asked Lin Ming to kneel down and apologize. The man has gold under his knees, especially the genius who is so arrogant. How is that possible?
kneel?"
These warriors were discussing, their eyes focused on Lin Ming, waiting to see Lin Ming's reaction. If Lin Ming was rational, he should endure it. Losing face is a small thing, but losing the Phoenix Blood Spear is a big deal.
Lin Ming clasped his hands behind his back and stood proudly in the wind, keeping calm. Because the flames condensed the vitality of heaven and earth, and the vitality of heaven and earth was filled with countless strong winds. The strong winds tore Lin Ming's clothes and long hair wantonly. At this time, he looked like
It's like a person facing heaven and earth.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Ming's mouth, and he said slowly: "What I said at the beginning was that if you have the best holy weapon, I will fight you? But you took out ten drops of Phoenix Feather's blood, I want to ask, ten drops
Can the blood of Phoenix Ling be as valuable as the Phoenix Blood Spear?"
Lin Ming has also read many classics in Fengming Palace these days, and he roughly knows the value of Feng Ling's blood. Ten drops of Feng Ling's blood can only be compared to the more ordinary top-grade holy weapon, which is much worse than the Phoenix Blood Spear.
Lin Ming's plan was that since he was going to fight, he would bet bigger. Huo Yanguang only offered ten drops of Feng Ling's blood, which was too little.
However, what Lin Ming just said had a different meaning to other warriors.
"As expected, Lin Ming doesn't intend to accept the challenge. In fact, if he doesn't dare to accept the challenge, he can just admit defeat openly. There is a huge gap between the fifth-level life-destruction and the ninth-level life-destruction. The use of word-picking is too disgraceful."
"Hey, do you think that the Huoyan Guanghui will just admit defeat and let it go? He will definitely take this opportunity to humiliate Lin Ming severely. At this time, it would be smart to mess around."
"Hahahahahaha!" Huo Yanguang laughed loudly, "Lin Ming, I knew you were a man, but I didn't expect that you were so shameless and didn't dare to fight directly. You even used such a poor excuse to avoid fighting. It's simply ridiculous!
Today, I will make it clear to you. You said that ten drops of Phoenix Fei's blood is not enough, okay! I will give you twenty drops of Phoenix Fei's blood, plus two high-grade holy artifacts, both of which are top-notch high-grade holy artifacts.
Alchemy furnace! A robe! What else do you have to say now!?"
The limit that Huo Yanguang applied for at the beginning was twenty drops of Feng Ling's blood. In addition, there was also a top-grade holy weapon. However, he did not take out the top-grade holy tool as a bet. If he took out the top-grade holy tool, Lin Ming would be fine.
Even if you have a pig's brain, you won't dare to fight.
At that time, we only humiliated Lin Ming and did not make him lose completely. How could that be satisfying enough?
Now Huo Yanguang is making a big bet of releasing twenty drops of Phoenix Fei's blood in one breath. Even if his uncle takes it out, it will be a big deal! Taking into account his own alchemy furnace and robes, Huo Yanguang will definitely spend a lot of money.
He dares to say this just because he is sure that he can win. Even if he loses his ninth life in the fourth heaven and adds a hidden top-grade holy weapon as his trump card, he can just die.
"These...twenty drops of Phoenix Fei's blood! There are also top-notch alchemy furnaces and robes! They should be Huo Yanguang's own Huayang furnace and Jiuyu Tianyi. How can this be a gambling fight? It's simply a battle.
Try your best!"
"Yes, the combined value of these things is comparable to that of the Phoenix Blood Spear. Whoever loses will lose everything!"
"You are really unfounded. You really think that Lin Ming will not succeed in the battle, unless he is an idiot..." A disciple of the early stage of Shenhai said disdainfully. He is the eighth level of fate. He is originally a little bit concerned about these geniuses who can survive the ninth level of fate.
I was jealous, so I couldn't help but be sarcastic.
However, before he finished speaking, Lin Ming suddenly laughed, very wantonly, "Okay! Twenty drops of Phoenix Feather's blood! And a top-notch alchemy furnace and robes! Yes, you can take them out now and put them on the Nirvana Altar.
Come on, I will fight with you!"
Lin Ming was also full of expectations. It was his first time to take action against a genius from the divine realm, a true ninth-level life-destroying warrior, and the stakes were so huge. This battle was absolutely exciting!!
"What!?"
When Lin Ming said what he said, the warrior who had just spoken in a disdainful tone almost dropped his jaw, "Lin Ming wants to accept the challenge? Is he crazy?"
It is true that Lin Ming has great talent. Even though he has not fought a single battle in the past month and has refused all challenges, many people doubt whether his reputation is in vain. However, there are still quite a few people who believe in Lin Ming.
The inscription is outstanding only because of the judgment of the artifact spirit of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion.
However, even a genius recognized by the Sacred Artifact Pavilion cannot fight against the fifth-level life-death and the ninth-level life-death. You must know that the Phoenix Blood Spear has not been born in thirty-six years, but in these thirty-six years, there have been many other top-level saints.
The weapon was taken away, and thirty-six years ago, a top holy weapon of the same level as the Phoenix Blood Spear was taken away from the Sacred Artifact Pavilion.
Although Lin Ming took away the Phoenix Blood Spear, it was amazing, but it was not unique. Among the powerful people in the Phoenix Palace’s divine transformation, there were some who were more perverted than Lin Ming. Take Bai Daohong, the chief disciple of the Phoenix Palace, who took away the Phoenix Blood Spear eighty years ago.
He obtained two of the first sacred weapons from the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, and also received the inheritance of the original power from the old palace master, and his popularity was unprecedented.
Lin Ming can be called the number one genius in the Phoenix Palace in the past thirty years. This is only if the artifact spirit of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion has not made any mistakes in judgment. Looking back further, it may not be comparable to Huo Yanguang. He is not bad either.
The Fourth Heavenly Nine Meteor, who is said to be the number one genius in the Phoenix Palace in ten years, can barely qualify. How much better can the number one genius in thirty years be compared to the number one genius in ten years? Just with the gap of twenty years,
Can five-level life-destruction defeat nine-level life-destruction?
"Lin Ming agreed to such an outrageous challenge just to save his face? Doesn't he know that it would be refreshing to agree to fight now, but it would be even worse if he is tortured until his body is completely covered in a while!"
A warrior frowned and said, beside him, a follower of Huo Yanguang smiled wantonly, "Haha, don't you know that warriors in the lower realm are stupid? But indeed I didn't expect to be so stupid. Could it be possible for him?
Do you think this is the divine realm or the lower realm? In the lower realm, he might be able to fight against the divine sea even if he has five lives, but he thinks that he can also fight against the divine ocean in the divine realm? How low does his IQ have to be?"
"I always feel that it's not that simple. Maybe Lin Ming has other plans... Don't forget, the Phoenix Blood Spear can also bridge the gap between several realms. Huo Yanguang only has high-grade holy weapons, right?"
"Only top-grade holy weapons? Hehe..." The disciple with a foreign surname who had taken refuge in the Huo family sneered in his heart, "How do you know that Huo Yanguang specially borrowed the top-grade holy weapons for this battle? Although it is not as good as the Phoenix Blood Spear,
But it's not bad. In addition, the robes and rings of high-grade holy weapons, and Huo Yanguang's equipment are no worse than Lin Ming. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, let alone a battle involving such a huge stakes? How could Huo Yanguang be there?
Risking your fortune and life when you are not sure?"
This disciple with a foreign surname was just talking to himself, no one knew.
In the sky, Huo Yanguang was ecstatic when he heard that Lin Ming agreed to the bet! "I took the bait. He actually agreed. You idiot, you are asking for your own death. You dare to challenge me at the ninth level if you die at the fifth level."
Ming Yuan, I also have the best holy weapon, and I am not afraid of your Phoenix Blood Spear at all. If I don’t accept your Phoenix Blood Spear this time, I will feel sorry for you!"
Huo Yanguang was afraid that Lin Ming would regret it, so he immediately suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said, "Okay, go to the Nirvana Altar now, I'll be waiting for you!"
After saying that, he turned to several palace guardians and said, "Seniors, please notarize it for me!"
Several palace guardians looked at each other, and they were all surprised that Lin Ming dared to agree to this competition. I am afraid that Bai Daohong back then would not have accomplished such a feat.
"Of course, this is our responsibility."
After the several palace guardians finished speaking, their bodies turned into streaks of rainbow light and flew towards the Nirvana Altar. Huo Yanguang followed closely behind, followed by Lin Ming and other disciples. Of course, this kind of good show cannot be missed.
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The Altar of Nirvana is located in the center of the Phoenix Palace complex. This altar is twenty feet high and a hundred miles in diameter!
Around the altar, there is a fence composed of iron-blooded weapons. The altar is a hundred miles in radius. There are hundreds of thousands of weapons around it. Every weapon standing here seems to have drank blood.
, Boundless and majestic, murderous and wanton!
These weapons are all holy weapons! Hundreds of thousands of holy weapons! But they are all scrapped holy weapons and can no longer exert their power.
These are the discarded sacred artifacts accumulated over the countless thousands of years since the establishment of Fengming Palace. There are low-grade, medium-grade, and even a few high-grade or even top-grade sacred artifacts. These scrapped sacred artifacts have not been refined in the furnace, so they are so quiet.
Placed here, it forms a solemn and murderous forest of iron-blooded soldiers!
This place is also called the Soldier Burial Platform!
The places where weapons are buried are the sword mound, knife mound, gun mound, and halberd mound. Some weapons have a history of more than a million years. Even if they are made of divine iron, they are now stained with rust!