Chapter 635

"Is the iron lock that binds the will of blood God the work of emperor Zun?"

Qianyu's voice trembles slightly. Naturally, she also sees the iron chain on the ghost behind Yuxin. Now she thinks it's very uncoordinated, as if the shackles are not brought by herself, but put on later.

Combined with the will of blood god, she could not hurt the practitioner, so she had to make such association.

Zhang Tian nodded very generously, sipped his tea and said in a light voice: "the blood god really has some talent. When he wanted to incarnate the nine sea worlds and then control half of the universe, it shocked many old monsters who had been sleeping for thousands of years and forced them to join hands in encirclement and suppression. Although the outside world rumored that the blood god was finally suppressed, but the blood sea in the world is not dry, how can he really die? "

"What? Is the ancient blood god still alive? His spirit is not already... "

The goddess Qian Yu's eyes are full. It's a big secret. The blood god of that year made waves in the nine mountains and seas. I don't know how many transcendent forces' interests were touched, so that he was attacked by the crowd.

But at that time, the magical power of the blood god had become great, and the incarnation of the blood sea was completely connected with the origin of the fourth world. Unless the fourth world was dried up, the blood sea would never dry up, and if the blood sea did not dry up, the blood god would never die.

In the end, several would-be immortals joined hands to set up the juejian array and killed the 1.3207 million souls of the blood god. They were sure that they had completely wiped out his spirit.

Now, Zhang Tian told her that the God of blood was not dead?

Zhang Tian chuckled and said, "if the blood God died like this, he would not be worthy of our attention. In fact, the blood god was seriously injured and dying in that battle, which forced him to take the risk to make a decision, that is, to integrate the spirit of his own life into the blood nerve and cultivate the spirit with peerless skills. He is not the pioneer of this method, but he is one of the most successful people. This is also his talent. "

The goddess Qian Yu took a cool breath and said in a trembling voice: "it's the ghost behind the emperor's daughter who nourishes the spirit with the peerless skill. Is it Is it the real blood god

"Of course not."

Zhang Tian was dumbfounded, and shook his head: "in the battle of blood god, more than one million souls were killed. The spirit was seriously damaged and almost immediately fell into deep sleep. At most, that ghost is just a wisp of memory. After swallowing the soul of the body owner, he will control his body to go to the fourth mountain sea of blood, and with the help of the energy in the sea of blood, he will recover his own spirit. At that time, it will be the time for the blood god to come back from the dead. "

Said here, Zhang Tian also can't help showing a touch of praise, this is a big chess, at the cost of his own life chess, amazing.

It is also with such boldness that the blood god can make a group of quasi immortal emperors fail with the strength of not leaving a memorial tablet for the emperor.

"Since this idea is so dangerous, why does the emperor ask Lingyuan to practice the evil skill of blood nerve?"

"The daughter of our emperor, in the future, should be proud of the sky, take the eternal as a mirror, shine on the past and the future, and subdue the blood god. She will never speak again."

Zhang Tian scolded Fang Qiu and said aggressively.

Blood god is playing chess, Zhang Tian is also playing chess, but his chess game is bigger, blood god's plan is just a part of his chess game.

Since the moment when Yuxin got the blood nerve, Zhang Tian has already calculated the blood God into the road paved for Yuxin. The incomplete blood nerve has long been improved by him, including the iron chain that binds ghosts. It seems to be understated, but in fact it is under control.

The fire of Emperor Yan, the demon of emperor Fengtian, the incarnation of blood god, and the nine colored flowers in the other side are all the ways that Zhang Tian paved for Yuxin. Any one of them is enough to make a Tianjiao soar to the sky.

Zhang Tianzun is the leader of the nine realms. Although he doesn't want to interfere in his daughter's growth, there is no lack of this road to be paved. It's just that he didn't get a clear face.

Zhang Tian's relaxed freehand brushwork attitude shocked Qian Yu. The legendary blood god, who made many would-be immortals feel helpless, was just a talented person in his mouth.

What's his identity?

A more daring idea gushed out. Was this elder the emperor to be immortal?

This kind of inquiry almost blurted out, but she was forced to endure it, because it was too much to do with the history of the nine mountains and seas. How many people could have left their names on the emperor's memorial tablet?

No matter what the answer is, it's not something she should know, and the compulsion will only set her on fire.

She is a woman with a sense of propriety and knows what to ask and what not to ask.

After drinking all the tea, Zhang Tian stood up and said, "I have something else to do. If I have to leave for a few days, I'll leave my daughter to you. Don't do it unless I have to."

With that, Zhang Tian made a stroke toward the void, connecting the passage to the dead. He counted the time, and the cruel man was about to go out.

"Yes, goddess..."

Thousand rain slightly bent his knees, words have not finished, then see Zhang Tian across the void has been quickly healed, not from the rest of the words into a faint sigh.

She has something else to ask Zhang Tian, for example, does he remember what he said before."He was as old as the sea, and often accompanied by the emperor."

Thousand rain quietly repeated again, eyes blurred, I do not know if he still remember, he solemnly promised this promise.

On the Daohu lake, Yuxin killed the old man in qingpao, smashed the flag of Wuyue sword Sect on the Daohu lake, and then put in the spirit Hall's spirit calling flag, and said in a cool voice:

"this Daohu lake, I want the soul hall."

With these words, the top experts of the major forces all changed color slightly. The withered sword master was even more furious, and his whole body was full of sword spirit, which made the void emit a series of explosive sounds.

His main idea of withered wood sword is a kind of wooden sword idea. His unique combination of the spirit of time and sword makes the soul of the sword more than several times domineering. When a sword is swept, it will wipe a trace of sword Qi and damage the life of several decades. Therefore, no one dares to compete with him. The outside world is even more afraid of him. How ever has he been so humiliated.

Just when the kujian master was going to continue to fight, a young man from the Wuyue sword sect suddenly said, "martial uncle kujian, let a Daohu lake be given to the people in the soul hall. There's no need to fight today."

The young man looks only in his early twenties. He is slim and full of family style. The ancient sword hanging obliquely at his waist seems to remind others that he has unparalleled swordsmanship in the world! 、、.。

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