"Slow down, too fast!" Zhou Lie stomped his feet in shock. He thought that the deer had absorbed deer bones and deer blood too slowly. Unexpectedly, after activating the two major blood abilities, the absorption speed suddenly increased by a hundred times, and in a blink of an eye, it moved towards a thousand times, which was so fast that it was evil.

Not only is the absorption speed fast, but the refining speed is faster.

The nine halos behind them whizzed, and within a short while the deer's bloodline power was increased to the top-grade middle-level race.

The promotion of monsters is different from that of human race. They follow the body refining route and focus on tempering the power of bloodlines. This is the foundation of every monster.

Zhou Lie took a deep breath and felt every drop of blood in his body burning.

This combustion is just right, not only removes impurities but also strengthens multi-layer tempering, making the bloodline more and more strong.

Amid the roar, the Great Wall of Qi and Blood was formed with the nine-colored deer as the center.

Zhou Lie empathized with it and immediately realized that the demons had a chance to build a bloodline blueprint when entering the Holy King realm!

The so-called bloodline blueprint means that the bloodline power reaches a certain level and builds a field similar to aura on its own, usually with great power beyond the conventional.

As for the level of the bloodline blueprint being formed, it depends on the foundation, opportunity, and potential. None of them are indispensable.

If it were a human monk, it would be possible to open up spiritual realms to a certain extent, but the burden was too great. Except for the existence of Zhou Lie, ordinary holy kings could not afford it.

In fact, Xianyang City is Zhou Lie's spiritual realm, and is under the command of the ancestor Ying Zheng. It will not be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Besides, Zhou Lie was ecstatic. The deer blood deer bones stored in the tower were too arrogant, and the deer corpses dragged back from the battlefield by Taiyi monks, so there was no need to worry about lack if they continued to consume at this rate.

The god outside the tower saw the king slapped him down, and there was a vision of folding in the space. The huge sword tomb holy tower was like origami, folded in half, and then facing each other. It looked black, like a cracked egg.

The monks of Taiyi Sect were seriously injured, and the sects that had originally gathered with their thighs were in trouble.

This is not ordinary unlucky, but a lifelong disaster.

"Puff..." The monks fell one after another, and some strong men declined in the flow of time. They unknowingly spent their entire lives, which was frightening.

So what about immortality? Eternity is also confusing. High-level monks are not undefeated. The so-called immortality is just relative, and they will also fall into dust in the face of absolute power.

With just this slap, the picture of fate increased by 30,000 points, indicating that the dead people are not ordinary people. If they live well, they can also leverage the situation in the world, not only in their positions, but also belong to the superstructure of the human monks.

Zhou Lie has no time to watch the picture of fate. At this moment, he is working hard to build the Great Wall of Qi and Blood, and he only feels that this blood blueprint has great potential to be tapped.

In a moment, the power of fate given to this deer suddenly decreased by 5,000 points, and the Great Wall of Qi and Blood actually resonated with the blood of the deer sealed into the sword tomb.

"Super strong! I deserve the protagonist of this battle, but it actually triggered a blood resonance. This is not bloodline ability, but a kind of recognition and giving that is shared by the enemy." Zhou Lie only felt that thousands of nine-colored deer were coming one after another. The deer had hope, unwillingness, desire, and a tremendous desire to fight.

"And..." Sheng Lu's eyes were filled with tears, and she raised her head and let out a roar.

The roar penetrated the layers of barriers, causing the jade ruler in the hand of the deputy leader of Taiyi Sect to break.

"What's going on? Why does the reindeer ruler break?" Before he could think deeply, light and shadow shot out from the jade ruler, which scared the deputy sect leader quickly intercepted him.

"Damn it, why do these nine-colored divine deer escape from control?"

In the blink of an eye, the thirty-three old deer kings rushed to the Saint Tower of the Sword Tomb with their herds.

The nine-colored deer on the battlefield were trembling all over and their eyes became clear. While the Taiyi monks did not touch the ban, they immediately left their posts and rushed towards the Sword Tomb Holy Tower.

The cold wind whizzed, and all the nine-colored deer actually merged into the Sword Tomb Holy Tower in a moment. When the Taiyi monks reacted, the Sword Tomb Holy Tower had already launched thousands of swords, and burst out gray shadows.

This scene is too spectacular, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million...

There are so many broken swords, they are unyielding and do their best to vent their sharpness for many years.

“Buzz buzz…”

"Yeah..."

The sound of swords is increasing, exceeding tens of billions of billions of billions of billions of dollars. It is hard for the world to imagine how many sword weapons Taiyi has acquired.

The rules of time and space descended by the God saw that the King showed signs of instability, and it was like an earthquake in front, back, left and right, shaking and making people feel timid.

At some point, when the number of broken swords no longer surged, with a sonorous sound, all broken swords with the Holy Tower as the center exploded together.

It is all the broken swords, without any exception.

Even the god saw that the king had retreated "thump" and had to flap his wings to offset the impact. He retreated for more than ten steps before he could barely stand firm.

“Huh?”

Many monks looked up, their eyes filled with shock.

After the broken sword exploded, an endless and vast picture was outlined in the center of the void.

Is the twenty-six-winged giant powerful? Its body is beyond imagination, but compared to the handsome nine-colored deer in this picture, he is nothing.

Suddenly, on the huge scroll, the nine-colored divine deer lowered her head and painted the nine-colored sword energy.

"kill!"

Zhou Lie's will and the will of the God-Seeing King collided firmly, and then there were a series of terrifying aftermath.

Luck is crucial at this moment. Unless you reach the level of the first level, you must be tested by the goddess of fate.

In this collision, 130,000 points of power of fate were recorded, and this number is still increasing rapidly, without the intention of stopping.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhou Lie vomited blood.

No, it was the Holy Deer who vomited blood in her mouth, and the Qi and Blood Great Wall that was being formed in front of her and behind her collapsed across the board.

"Great luck is at the forefront!" A number on the head of the Holy Deer jumped rapidly, and his destiny changed, which instantly brought him to the peak again.

The protagonist is the protagonist. At the moment when the Great Qi and Blood Wall was destroyed, he actually broke through and then stood a whale to swallow all the deer bones and deer blood in the sword tomb, breaking through the bottleneck in an instant and becoming the best of the Holy King.

The nine-colored sword energy is still circulating in time. Each time it cycles, its scale will increase by 30 to 40%.

When the god saw the king stretched out his wings, the arc flashed and the three wings fell down.

Just as these three wings fell, the Taiyimen Sword Tomb Holy Tower was broken at a faster speed, and one sword tomb in the tower was destroyed and dissipated, without a trace.

Zhou Lie secretly shouted: "The five sword saints of Taiyi Sect are interrupted, and the fate scroll draws the power of fate nearby."

What a guy! The significant number on the Destiny Scroll instantly broke through the 500,000 mark. Zhou Lie wished he could teleport it back to the Zhou family immediately, which was enough to create a 5,000-1 grade.

Even if only one of the 5,000-rank cultivators can enter the realm of a saint king, there are still fifty saint kings. Look at how many saint kings the Zhou family has only developed to this day? It can definitely make a great soar, pushing the Zhou family's strength to the peak.

The tower is broken and the sword tomb appears.
Chapter completed!