Feng Qingxue is very strong, but this mountain is very vast, and there are countless dragon beasts. These dragon beasts are constantly rushing towards Feng Qingxue. Feng Qingxue wants to climb to the top of the mountain, but the speed is very slow, and they often have to kill Many dragon beasts can only advance more than ten meters.
Every dragon beast was killed, and a tiny ray of blood flew up to the top of the mountain.
Lu Ming followed the direction where the blood energy gathered, and finally found that there was an altar in the middle of the mountain top, and all the blood and energy flew towards the altar.
Lu Ming walked over and found a drop of blood suspended in the middle of the altar, and all the blood and vitality gathered in this drop of blood.
Roar!
As soon as Lu Ming approached, there was a loud roar in the blood, and a vast and rich ancient aura rushed towards his face, full of terrible coercion, as if he was the ancestor of all life, it would make people kneel down and surrender .
"The blood of the primitive gods!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
He was sure that this was the blood of the primitive gods.
It turns out that the blood of the primitive gods does not just exist, but to gather the power of those bloodlines.
Lu Ming understood that the blood of the original gods might have been scattered and evolved into infinite dragon beasts, which were distributed on this mountain, and the dragon beasts that Feng Qingxue killed just now, every one of them had a trace of The blood of the original gods, after killing the dragon beast, the power of the blood will be absorbed by the altar, gather here, and finally become a drop of real blood of the original gods.
At this moment, it seems that a lot of dragon beast blood has gathered.
ho ho ho ho... .
From all directions, there were continuous roars of dragon beasts and the sound of a battle. Lu Ming walked in another direction and found a way, and a group of Tianjiao was fighting with dragon beasts.
The young man who rushed to the front was the third-ranked god king, the owner of Mount Liumin.
As with Feng Qingxue before, every time they kill a dragon beast, there will be a trace of blood power that gathers towards the altar and becomes part of that drop of blood.
Then, Lu Ming came to another direction. There was also a road. There were a group of young people fighting hard. The one at the front was also a mountain master.
Lu Ming stood on the top of the mountain and turned around. He found nine roads in total, and there were people fighting on each road.
"Murong Qiushui is really amazing!"
On a road, Lu Ming found Murong Qiushui.
Murong Qiushui is powerful, far ahead, already approaching halfway up the mountain, countless dragons and beasts died in his hands.
Nine flying knives surround the whole body, and every time they fly out, a dragon beast will be killed.
He keeps pushing forward, not only the people on this road cannot compare with him, even Feng Qingxue and others on other roads have a certain gap with him.
"Climbing this mountain is like a test!"
Lu Ming finally understood.
There are a total of nine roads on this mountain. Tianjiao who came here set off from nine roads to the top of the mountain.
They killed all the way up, and the blood of those dragon beasts that were killed would be gathered together to form the blood of the original gods.
Whoever reaches the top of the mountain first will get the blood of the original god.
"It seems that now is not the time to take away the original blood. The more dragon and beast bloodlines gather, the better. I'll just wait!"
"These people probably would never have dreamed that I had already appeared on the top of the mountain. It seems that Murong Qiushui will be the first to climb to the top of the mountain. I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he sees me after reaching the top of the mountain. ?”
A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, looking forward to it.
Lu Ming waited quietly on the top of the mountain. Murong Qiushui and others didn't realize that there was already an extra person on the top of the mountain.
Time passed slowly, Murong Qiushui became more and more courageous as he fought more and more, and slowly approached the top of the mountain.
And the other people also fought hard, using all means, wanting to be the first to rush to the top of the mountain and get the original blood.
As more and more dragon beasts were killed, more and more blood gathered, and that drop of blood of the primitive god became more and more bright, and that ancient aura became more and more intense.
Lu Ming couldn't help being startled, and at the same time his eyes were fiery. If he absorbs and refines this drop of primitive god's blood, the primitive god's body will most likely be able to transform. If he trains a drop of his own primitive god's blood in his body, the primitive god's body will step into another a stage.
Half an hour later, Murong Qiushui was drenched in blood, and finally he was about to step to the top of the mountain.
"about there!"
Lu Ming whispered, then came to the edge of Primordial Divine Blood, and grabbed Primordial Divine Blood.
Roar!
In the primitive divine blood, there was a violent roar, like a dragon chant.
Yes, and Lu Ming saw a very miniature dragon in this drop of primitive blood, roaring at Lu Ming.
A strong repulsive force repelled Lu Ming and prevented Lu Ming from approaching.
"I still want to resist, it's just a drop of blood, let me in!"
Lu Ming snorted and grabbed it hard, trying to put it into the storage ring.
ho ho ho ho...
Immediately, violent roars came from the primordial divine blood, resounding through the sky and shaking the entire mountain.
"what happened?"
"Why is there a violent roar coming from the top of the mountain? Could it be that someone has already climbed to the top of the mountain?"
"Damn it, it must be Murong Qiushui!"
Feng Qingxue and the others had ugly faces.
Little did he know, Murong Qiushui's expression became even uglier.
He obviously hasn't reached the top of the mountain, why is there such a strong sound on the top of the mountain, what's going on? Has anyone reached the top of the mountain before him
"impossible!"
Murong Qiushui roared angrily, he couldn't believe that someone could reach the top of the mountain earlier than him.
"kill!"
He screamed and launched a frenzied attack, and the dragon beasts in front of him were constantly being killed.
But at this moment, Lu Ming's palm was getting closer and closer to the original blood, and he was about to be caught. Suddenly, this drop of original blood wriggled and turned into a sharp little sword. Lu Ming's palm then merged with Lu Ming's blood and penetrated into Lu Ming's body.
"It went straight into my body!"
Lu Ming was a little dazed. He still wanted to put it away first, and then slowly refine it. Why did he merge with his blood and enter his body.
"Lu Ming..."
Right here, an angry, incredible roar sounded.
Murong Qiushui rushed to the top of the mountain, just in time for him to see Lu Ming put away the original divine blood, his eyes were round and full of disbelief.
Wasn't Lu Ming laid down by him into an abyss full of Mara's fire? Why isn't he dead yet? And also appeared on the top of the mountain earlier than him
How is this going
Then he saw the door, and in an instant, he understood.
It turns out that there is another way to get here directly.
Dare to feel that he beat life and death before, but it was all for nothing, and it was all cheap for Lu Ming.
He almost vomited blood, almost crazy.