Hearing the words of the rebel, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the light ball at the end of the front, and he was secretly alert.
"You walk in front!" Zhuo Wen looked at the rebel and said.
The rebel's eyes changed slightly, but he did not dare to disobey Zhuo Wen's order.
Now that the blood of heaven is in Zhuo Wen's hands, the rebels really don't dare to make any changes to Zhuo Wen.
In the end, the rebel gave in, nodded and said, "Then I'll go ahead!"
Seeing the rebel leading the way, Zhuo Wen felt relieved and followed slowly, while Emperor Ling followed Zhuo Wen meticulously.
In the darkness of nothingness, only the ball of light at the end in front had a bright white light.
After a while, a group of three people arrived in front of the ball of light.
Zhuo Wen looked up and found that the ball of light was oval in shape, with countless tiny rays of light wrapping around its surface.
"What is this?" Zhuo Wen asked.
But the rebel shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know what this thing is?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and suddenly felt a strange movement coming from the spiritual ring.
Taking out the white jade box, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a strange look. He was naturally familiar with this white jade box, and it contained the blood of heaven.
"Is this thing related to the blood of heaven?"
Zhuo Wen thought secretly in his heart, hesitated for a while, and then gently opened the white jade box.
I saw a drop of blue heavenly blood slipping out of the white jade box, and Zhuo Wen quickly closed the box. If he didn't close it in time, Zhuo Wen knew that all the heavenly blood in the box would be sucked into the ball of light.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the light ball again, and he saw that the light ball was fused with a drop of the blood of heaven, and its surface was actually glowing with a faint blue light.
Then strips of blue light, like veins, spread towards the surrounding darkness.
Just for an instant, the entire dark space was filled with blue light.
Zhuo Wen looked around and found that there were many resources in this blue space.
I saw patches of medicinal fields with surging medicinal power, rich mineral veins like mountains, active magical weapons suspended in mid-air, etc. Everything that is rare to see outside is actually available here, and there are even many that Zhuo Wen has never seen.
Treasures of the past.
"Hidden here should be all the resources of Luoshen Palace, right?" Emperor Ling said with bright eyes.
"It seems that this space needs the supply of the blood of heaven to be completely illuminated! I didn't expect Lord Luoshen to have such a hand. These must be for the purpose of reviving Luoshen Palace." The rebel sighed softly.
typical.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, revealing a touch of excitement. He paid attention to the darkness further away and said: "If more blood of heaven is put into this light ball, does it mean that more space can be illuminated?
"
The rebel looked hesitant and said uncertainly: "I don't know about this either, but you can try it!"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, held the white jade box in his hand, and opened the lid again, but his eyes did not fall on the ball of light, but on the rebels beside him.
I saw the rebel's eyes flickering, as if he wasn't too surprised.
boom!
The moment Zhuo Wen opened the lid, he closed it again.
At the same time, Emperor Ling, who was standing next to Zhuo Wen, burst out with cold light in his eyes, stepped out, and punched the rebel.
The rebel had already been on guard. With a pinch of his hands, countless blood-colored thin lines suddenly turned into a big bloody mouth, blocking the Emperor Ling's punch, while the rebel kept flying back.
"What do you mean?" The rebel looked at Zhuo Wen with a slightly ugly face and asked.
As soon as the rebel finished speaking, the ball of light in front of Zhuo Wen suddenly exploded, and then the countless blue rays of light wrapped around the surface of the ball of light, like a rain of thousands of arrows, completely enveloped Zhuo Wen and Emperor Ling.
"Xiao Ni, you are too indecisive!"
At the moment when blue light enveloped Zhuo Wen and Di Ling, a graceful figure walked out of the center of the light ball.
This woman is wearing a pink brocade dress, she is tall and her slender legs are swinging slowly, full of temptation.
But the strange thing is that this woman has no facial features and is a complete faceless person.
Looking at this faceless woman, the rebel was not surprised and said: "That Zhuo Wen is extremely cautious. If he doesn't do some tricks, this kid won't be fooled at all."
"Prudent is indeed cautious. After seeing so many resources, I was reluctant to give more of the blood of heaven to this sacrificial ball. I only took out a drop, so now I can only awaken part of it.
Power." The faceless woman said calmly.
"We have so many resources, but we can't use them at all. We can't even leave the range where the Blood of Heaven is. It's sad to say that! Neither you nor I can take out the Blood of Heaven on our own initiative, but Zhuo Wen actually took out the Blood of Heaven.
Blood."
"I worked hard to finally convince Zhuo Wen that I was a rebel transformed by the survivors of Luoshen Palace back then, and then I deliberately brought him here, using the resources of Luoshen Palace as bait, thinking that he would come up with the magic of heaven.
The blood completely opened the sacrificial ball, but I didn't expect that it still fell short." The rebel shook his head and said rather helplessly.
The faceless girl smiled sweetly and said: "It's not a failure. At least I absorbed a drop of the blood of heaven and woke up from my deep sleep. Before Luo Shen died, he suppressed you and me here for millions of years. Maybe I never thought that I would
Let’s get out of trouble?”
The rebel nodded, then looked at the faceless woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "Although you are awake, your strength is far from restored. That Zhuo Wen is not simple, can you really trap him?"
The faceless girl said disdainfully: "Don't worry, the sacrificial ball was woven by Lord Brahma back then. Once enveloped by the energy of this sacrificial ball, everyone will be lost and will become an unconscious martyr.
That’s all.”
The rebel was still a little worried. He said: "Zhuo Wen's soul is very powerful. I'm afraid that this sacrificial ball may not have much effect on Zhuo Wen? And this kid also has the essence of the sky in his body. I want to kill him."
Isn’t it difficult to get married?”
"Starry Sky Essence? This man actually has such a treasure. Do you know how much he has in him?" the faceless woman asked quickly.
The rebel shook his head and said: "I don't know very well, but at least there are no less than ten barrels of Tianyu Starry Sky Essence, which is quite a lot!"
"so much?"
The faceless girl was shocked, but soon she sneered: "Only the Lord of the Sky Domain can refine treasures such as the Starry Sky Marrow. I'm afraid I got it from Lord Brahma, right? But this sacrificial ball
It is also something that Brahma personally refined, so even if this person possesses the Starry Sky Marrow, he may not be able to withstand this sacrificial ball."
The rebel remained silent. Although he was still a little worried, he believed more in Brahma's sacrificial ball. After all, this thing had severely damaged Luo Shen.
Although due to Luo Shen and time, the power of the sacrificial ball has been weakened very little, but the rebels know that it is more than enough to deal with monks like Zhuo Wen.
…
Zhuo Wen stood there, staring solemnly at the thin lines of blue light that were constantly rotating around him.
I saw these thin blue light lines rushing toward Zhuo Wen's forehead one after another, and the front end of the thin blue light lines was sharp. Zhuo Wen knew that if these thin blue light lines penetrated into his forehead, his skin would peel off even if he died.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen immediately sacrificed the Beginningless Magic Gold Sword. At the same time, he held the Purple Star River Divine Sword in his right hand and condensed the purple long sword with the power of Taoism in his left hand.
The two swords slashed out fiercely, while the forty-eight Beginningless Magic Gold Swords shrank to form a dense defense.
The strange thing is that Zhuo Wen's offensive is useless in front of these thin blue light lines, as if it is transparent, penetrating through the thin blue light lines.
Even the forty-eight Beginningless Magic Gold Swords were actually penetrated by the blue light threads. Then in Zhuo Wen's shocked eyes, the blue light threads swept into Zhuo Wen's forehead one after another.
Zhuo Wen only felt a bang and his head was in severe pain. He covered his head with both hands and fell to the ground and rolled over.
This kind of pain was so terrifying that even though Zhuo Wen was strong-willed, he couldn't help but groan in pain.
In Zhuo Wen's feeling, it was as if those blue light threads penetrated into his forehead and were constantly tearing at his soul, trying to tear his soul into pieces and occupy the magpie's nest.
"No, we have to stop the thin blue light thread from getting in!"
Zhuo Wen endured the pain, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started to run the "Meditation Chart of the Stars". Zhuo Wen always felt that this cultivation method was unusual. I am afraid that Taiqing had specially selected it for him, and it was very suitable for Zhuo Wen and the practice of Clone Devouring.
I saw endless thin lines of blue light appearing in the space of Zhuo Wen's soul.
These blue light thin lines swept out extremely domineeringly, eating away the soul galaxies in the soul space, and merged into more blue light thin lines.
"burst!"
Zhuo Wen's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He immediately detonated countless soul galaxies in the soul space, and then all the blue light threads that entered the soul space were torn to pieces...