Chapter 797 7th Floor

In the dark palace, Venerable Death personally refined the blood essence of the fierce beast of the martial saint level. [First release]

Ye Tian watched carefully from the side, the stronger the character, the redder his blood, except for those with special physiques.

And the blood of martial saint-level characters is red and shiny, and a drop of blood is like a blood-colored sun, emitting a blazing light.

And when the Martial Saint is promoted to the realm of the Martial God, then the blood will turn golden, that is the blood of the gods.

However, only the blood of the Valkyrie is golden, and the rest of the blood is only red with gold in it, so you can't see it unless you look carefully.

Ye Tian found out that the blood of this fierce beast of martial saint level is very red, and the red is strange, especially after being refined into blood essence by the death venerable, the drops of blood are like blood-colored pearls, shining brightly.

"boom!"

The Venerable Death waved his hand, and took out a huge bronze tripod, which shone with light, which was very extraordinary, exuding a powerful and ancient aura.

Drops of blood essence shining with blazing light were put into the bronze tripod by Venerable Death. Immediately, the bronze tripod was like a big volcano, erupting a blood-colored aura soaring into the sky.

Ye Tian secretly smacked his tongue when he saw this, the blood essence of this warrior in the realm of martial arts was really extraordinary, if it hadn't been refined by Venerable Death, with him alone, even if he got the corpse of a strong martial saint, he could only stare blankly, helpless.

Soon after, more and more blood essence was contained in the bronze cauldron, and the exuberant blood energy surged like a red glow, illuminating the surrounding void.

"Boy, there is half of the blood essence here, which should be enough for you to train a ninth-rank combat body on the seventh floor. I will seal the remaining half of the blood essence for you. You may use it later." Death Venerable said , took out a bronze tripod again.

Ye Tian quickly thanked, and then took out the other treasures of heaven and earth that had already been prepared from the small world, and put them into the bronze tripod together.

He has already collected all the treasures of heaven and earth in the five great temples for cultivating the seventh-level nine-turn combat body, and the only thing missing is the essence and blood of a martial saint-level powerhouse.

Now, it all comes together.

Ye Tian looked at the bronze tripod in front of him, his face was full of excitement and excitement, as long as he cultivated into the seventh-floor nine-rank combat body, his physical body would exceed the limit and reach the strength of the physical body of a martial saint level powerhouse.

With such a body,

In the realm of Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu, Ye Tian rarely met opponents.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sense of despair came from afar. Like a surging torrent, it swept through the entire dark palace, shaking the world.

Venerable Death stopped refining, squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and cultivate the rank nine battle body, that one is about to be born."

who?

Ye Tian was puzzled, but at this time, he couldn't care so much, he jumped into the bronze tripod directly, and began to practice the ninth rank combat body on the seventh floor.

Streaks of golden light bloomed from Ye Tian's body, and his entire body turned golden.

Seeing this, the Venerable Death also accelerated the refining of the blood essence of the beast, but there was a trace of sadness between his brows.

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On the other side of the abyss of despair, in the endless darkness, a black magic knife was stuck on a huge stone egg, exuding increasingly surging despair.

This magic knife is full of rust, I don't know how many years it has been placed here, the body of the knife is extremely rough...

However, at this time, traces of black brilliance gradually emerged from the blade of the magic knife, and pieces of rust began to fall off. A strong sense of despair, like a tide, surged and swirled against the sky.

And the huge stone egg below also slowly vibrated, and huge cracks spread out along the magic knife.

Around it, there is a huge formation, which swallows the mysterious power in the abyss of despair, forming a huge black vortex.

"In this world, you are the only knife that can match me!"

Suddenly, a purple figure appeared here, exuding a domineering aura that soared to the sky.

Needless to say, this is the purple-haired youth.

His eyes were radiant, staring at the magic knife of despair on the stone egg, his eyes were full of confidence.

"Suck it, suck it, and when you've sucked enough of the power of this abyss of despair, I'll take you out into the world." The purple-haired youth said coldly, sitting cross-legged in the void like this, the terrifying force of despair I mean, I can't get close to his body at all.

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magic door.

In a huge palace, nine vice-masters of the demon sect gathered together, each with extremely serious eyes.

"Everyone!"

One of the oldest-looking vice sect masters of the demon sect glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "This time you are called here because of the son of the demon."

"Has the devil's son appeared?"

"I didn't expect that after so many years, someone could become a devouring body again!"

"It's just a fake devouring body. If it's a real devouring body, even us Martial Saints can only bow their heads and bow down."

"Being sealed for so many years, the Demon Ancestor has never moved. Why did he suddenly create a devouring body?"

...

All the vice sect masters of the Demon Sect immediately discussed and were shocked.

"Discuss, everyone, how we want to treat this devil's son, whether to kill him, respect him, or pretend not to know." The deputy head of the devil's sect said in a deep voice.

Hearing the words, the rest of the deputy sect masters couldn't help but looked at each other and fell silent.

After a while, one of the deputy sect masters shook his head and said: "Since the devil's son has come to the forbidden area of ​​the evil spirits, he is hiding from us. He is obviously afraid of us. I suggest that we just pretend not to know."

"Hmph, if he is promoted to the realm of Martial Saints, won't we bow our heads and become ministers?" Another deputy sect master snorted coldly.

"Kill, we are martial saints, how can we bow our heads to a brat?" Another deputy sect master said with a murderous look on his face.

"If you kill him, you will offend the Demon Ancestor. I don't agree with that." A deputy sect master shook his head.

"The Demon Ancestor has been sealed for so many years, who knows when he will break through the seal, so why should we be afraid?" A deputy sect master said coldly.

"Can't kill, as long as the demon ancestor doesn't die for a day, we will have to worry about it all day..."

Seeing this, the old deputy head of the Demon Sect frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Since you disagree, let's decide by voting. The minority obeys the majority, how about it?"

"agree!"

"agree!"

"And it should be so..."

Just like that, the nine deputy sect masters each wrote a word and placed it on the table in front of them.

After a unified inspection by the old-faced deputy head of the Demon Sect, this result was finally reached.

Five deputy sect masters proposed to kill the devil's son to avoid future troubles, three deputy sect masters suggested pretending not to know the existence of the devil's son, and one suggested worshiping the devil's son.

For such a result, the deputy sect masters obviously expected it long ago, and there was no surprise at all.

After all, more than half of the nine deputy sect masters present became Martial Saints later on. For these young Martial Saints, the Demon Ancestor is already a legendary existence, so naturally they would not be too afraid of the Demon Ancestor.

A few lifespans are nearing the end, and the deputy sect masters who have lived for a long time feel that they have a short lifespan. Although they are a little jealous of the demon ancestor, they are unwilling to respectfully call a junior the master of the demon sect.

It was the only proposal to enshrine the devil's son, which caused the other eight deputy sect masters to look at each other in amazement.

"I don't know which Taoist friend this suggestion came from?" Someone asked curiously, knowing that they are all martial saints, how noble they are, how could they be willing to respect a junior.

It's a pity that no one answered, because this is a secret ballot, and no one knows who voted for it.

"Since the result is like this, then..." the oldest-looking deputy sect master said at this time: "Old eight, old nine, let the two of you kill the son of the devil!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the two deputy sect masters sitting at the bottom.

Everyone was stunned.

"Eldest brother, although the son of the devil has the body of devouring body, he has not reached the realm of martial saints after all. Is it necessary to send out two martial saints?" A deputy sect master asked doubtfully.

"The lion fights the rabbit, it is also trying its best, not to mention that the other party is the son of the devil, so be careful to sail the boat for thousands of years." The oldest deputy sect master snorted coldly.

Everyone was speechless, and the two deputy sect masters sitting at the bottom stood up and teleported away.

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Beside the altar in the forbidden area of ​​evil spirits, the golden formation spirit, like an eternal existence, looks down on the vast expanse of land.

At this time, a blood-colored Changhong flew from a distance and flew directly to the altar.

The golden formation spirit looked at the blood-colored rainbow with a flash of eyes, and frowned, but did not make a move, allowing the rainbow to descend in front of the altar.

"Ye Tian, ​​do you think that you are the only one who knows that you possess the body of devouring body? Hmph, this time, let me see how you can escape the pursuit of the demon saints!"

Xihuang's elder brother looked towards the direction of the demon forbidden area, with a sneer on his cold face.

Then, he melted into a ray of light and disappeared on the altar.

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At the same time, in the dark palace of the Abyss of Despair, a fiery golden light erupted from a bronze tripod, dyeing the entire sky golden.

"Nine-rank battle bodies on the seventh floor, this is probably the limit that nine-rank battle bodies can cultivate. In today's Shenzhou Continent, I am afraid that there is no one who has cultivated to the eighth-floor nine-rank battle body!" Death Venerable looked at The bronze tripod in front of him was full of exclamation.

Their cult also has a collection of the nine-turn battle body, and it's a complete version.

Since ancient times, although it is difficult to successfully cultivate the ninth-level battle body of the seventh floor, it is not impossible. At least those geniuses who want to cultivate into the seventh-level nine-rank battle body are still very easy.

However, it is almost impossible to cultivate the ninth-rank battle body on the eighth floor, because if you want to cultivate the nine-turn battle body on the eighth floor, you need the blood of the Martial God. Although you don't need much blood, it is the Martial God after all blood.

In today's Shenzhou Continent, there is not even a Martial God, how can it be possible to get the blood of a Martial God.

The Demon Ancestor is alive, but unfortunately his body has been destroyed, his godhead and battle spirit have also been sealed, there is no blood at all, where is the essence of blood.

As for the Nine Rank Battle Physique on the ninth floor, it needs the essence and blood of Tianzun... This is simply a magical skill that cannot be practiced.

Therefore, Venerable Death felt that Ye Tian's ability to cultivate this nine-turn combat body to the seventh floor was already the limit.

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