Chapter 3397

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, a strong wave of air blowing open the door and windows, and countless rocks were flying. Zhao Fu looked out of the door in some surprise. There was a large pit hundreds of meters in the open space outside the door, with Zhao Fu's cone in the center.

The destructive power is really amazing. As the imperial palace of the Qin Dynasty, there are numerous prohibitions and blessings, and the floor tiles are made of very hard materials.

When the soldiers around heard this change, they thought something was wrong and rushed here quickly.

Looking at the big pit in front of the door in some surprise, he quickly asked in a respectful voice outside the door, "your majesty! Are you ok? "

Zhao Fu waved that there was nothing wrong and asked them to step down.

With a movement of thought, the awl in the pit automatically flew back, stayed in front of Zhao Fu, and changed back to the blood color, round and transparent shape.

This holy land is really strong. Zhao Fu feels that it is very useful and can become a powerful means for himself. The most important thing is that Zhao Fu finds that his body can bear many holy land fields, that is to say, such blood colored transparent beads can have many.

A holy land area has such a strong power. If there are a large number of such holy land areas, the power displayed is absolutely terrible.

Three years later, in the test of the Imperial College of Taoism, the holy land could definitely become a powerful means for Zhao Fu. Thinking of this, Zhao Fu was smiling and a little excited.

Zhao Fu continued to take out a blood god pill from the realm of saints and swallowed it. A blood color field expanded once, and Zhao Fu began to refine it.

Because the blood god pill can only be taken once, Zhao Fu is taking it once, and his accomplishments will not be improved. Zhao Fu is not very concerned about it, because the purpose is to refine the realm of Holy Land and make them his own weapons.

Seven hours later, seven blood colored transparent beads had floated outside Zhao Fu's body, but it was not enough. Zhao Fu's body could still bear a lot of holy land.

But Zhao Fu didn't have the Holy Land blood god pill in his hand. He felt that Zhao Fu was still a black sheep. He wasted such a precious Holy Land blood god pill that could improve a lot of cultivation.

However, Zhao Fu thought it was worth it, because the trip to the Imperial College three years later was very important to him, and he would do whatever he could to enhance his strength.

Now there is no blood god pill in holy land, and it's hard to get the corpses in frontier holy land. Zhao Fu can only order people to go to Guti neiyu. It should be relatively easy. If he asked to give it to Wanlong business group, he would help Zhao Fu get it soon.

Zhao Fu was a little embarrassed about the price, speed and attitude. The Wanlong business group helped Zhao Fu and Daqin a lot.

There are sixty-five kinds of orcs, including ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts

Sixty five plus the previous seven, a total of 72. This is the largest number of holy land areas that Zhao Fu's body can bear. It mainly depends on Zhao Fu's strong blood support. If ordinary people bear a holy land area, they can't.

In the following days, Zhao Fu turned to refining the Holy Land and made it his own.

Three days later, under the blue sky and white clouds, with a gentle breeze, Zhao Fu stood in the sky, with 72 blood colored transparent spheres floating around his body, spreading with a terrible momentum, which was very frightening.

Zhao Fu looked down at the ground, then stretched out a hand, pressed the void, and smashed the 72 blood colored transparent ball to the ground with great force.

Boom, boom

With a loud sound, the bloody transparent beads, like meteorites, smashed to the ground. Countless sands were thrown up, covering the sky. The earth moved like a disaster.

After everything calmed down, Zhao Fu looked at the 72 big pits on the ground with a satisfied smile. Then he could not help but try again, and finally returned to Daqin.

There are 72 blessings in the realm of holy land. Although Zhao Fu has only nine ranks, his breath and momentum can only be exerted by those who are strong in the realm of holy land.

Not long after returning to Daqin, Zhao Fu received news and found an altar of gods, which can summon gods. It was discovered by Daqin sweeping the half werewolf continent. Now he is ready to move it back to Daqin.

This deity is also a weak deity and an evil deity. It needs blood and flesh sacrifice. In fact, many weak deities are evil deities.

This is because this kind of evil god does not use the conventional means to gather the spirit, but uses some shortcuts. Although it is easy to become a God, its power is still too weak.

Now the God is just a prop to strengthen things in front of Daqin. After the altar is moved back, Zhao Fu is ready to summon the God once, and then he begins to kill the God, refine it, and obtain the divinity.

Now, because there is no boundary protection in the human world, and the seal of the Lord of the city can not be used, Zhao Fu plans to personally preside over the killing of gods in order to avoid accidents.

Divinity has a great effect. It seems that Daqin only killed the two gods, but only got two groups of divinity. The number is very small.

The main reason is that the altars of weak gods are not easy to find, and the powerful gods dare not be provoked. Some gods can come in real bodies, and some high-level gods are a little more powerful than ordinary great powers.Many great powers, but also the world of gods countless gods, quite afraid, will not easily offend.

He had to be afraid of all the great powers. Of course, Zhao Fu had to deal with it carefully. He just bullied some weak gods.

The altar was soon moved back to Daqin. In one preparation for sacrifice, because of two experiences, all kinds of things are still there. For example, the pillars beside the altar are still there, and a man and a beast have been bound.

A priest held up his staff and stood on a black altar, reciting strange incantations. The black altar was shining.

After another round of pious praise, the priest yelled, "please come, the noble evil tooth

Shua Shua

As soon as the sound of sacrifice fell, the black altar gave off a strong black light, and a huge invisible suction burst out.

"Ah..."

The people and animals tied around the altar, with fear on their faces, uttered a scream. Their blood was sucked away by the power, and gradually turned into a mummy, which was very terrible.

Countless blood gathered above the altar, forming a huge blood color vortex, and blowing a strong wind.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, as if the space had been torn. In the center of the huge blood color whirlpool above the altar, there was a long crack. Inside the crack, it was dark, and the black breath was full of evil and distortion.

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