(); The bloody domain enveloped this world. In this domain, the Blood Demon Sword Saint was the master. His powerful soul brought the power of the domain to suppress it, and even the ancestor of Beiming was trembling. ●⌒,
"boom!"
The Blood Devil Sword Saint immediately took action, a blood-red magic sword flashing with dazzling light, as if ten thousand demons were crying, shattering the space.
"Beiming Divine Palm!" Beiming Ancestor roared. He once again used his strongest attack, breaking the confinement of the blood-red domain and facing the blood-red magic knife.
However, the magic sword was incomparable, and its terrifying power was like a huge wave rolling up in the sea. It immediately flew the Beiming Ancestor away, spurting out blood.
"Huh?" A strange look appeared in the Blood Demon Sword Saint's eyes, and he asked doubtfully: "Old Beiming, how come your strength has become so weak?"
Not far away, the ancestor of Beiming vomited blood again when he heard this. He would become so weak. He was first injured by the king, and then by Ye Tian's big explosion talisman. Otherwise, he would not have been suppressed so easily by the Sanctuary of the Blood Demon Sword Saint.
You must know that Patriarch Beiming is a strong man at the peak of the Great Sage, and is only one step away from the Holy King. If he were at his peak, he would not be so easily injured by the Blood Demon Sword Saint.
Of course, Patriarch Beiming would definitely not say this. He glared at the Blood Demon Sword Saint with resentment on his face: "Okay, today, Patriarch, I admit defeat."
He was also a decisive person. Knowing that the Blood Demon Sword Saint was here, he could not kill Ye Tian no matter what, so he immediately tore apart the space and teleported.
The Blood Demon Sword Saint frowned, but did not continue to catch up. After all, the gap between him and Beiming Ancestor was not very big, and he could not kill Beiming Ancestor at all.
Moreover, Patriarch Beiming is from the Holy Land Alliance. As the omnipresent Supreme Elder, he cannot casually kill the Martial Saints of the Holy Land Alliance. Otherwise, he will provoke a battle between the two major forces.
"Master, you are actually the Holy King!"
Seeing Ancestor Beiming retreating, Ye Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief and came forward with excitement on his face.
As soon as the holy realm appeared just now, he knew that the Blood Demon Sword Saint was a strong man in the realm of the holy king. This was already the pinnacle existence of the Chinese mainland, second only to the titled Martial Saint.
Moreover, except for the titled Martial Saint of the Di family, most of the titled Martial Saints are in self-sealing.
Therefore, on the surface of the Chinese mainland, the Holy King is the strongest existence.
"You have now become a Heaven-defying Martial Lord, comparable to a Martial Saint. Haha, both our master and apprentice are Martial Saints, which is rare in the mainland of China!" The Blood Demon Sword Saint looked at Ye Tian with a face filled with relief. smiled.
When Ye Tian came to Sandaohai, he learned about Ye Tian's whereabouts through being everywhere, and he has been observing in secret since then.
It has to be said that this unexpected disciple shocked him time and time again and surprised him time and time again.
"To be honest, when I accepted you as my master, I didn't expect you to achieve what you have today. I didn't expect that I, the Blood Demon, would misjudge you. Although you don't have a special physique, your soul talent is extremely powerful." The Sword Saint sighed.
He is still a little surprised that Ye Tian did not have any special physique back then, and any genius in China could be stronger than Ye Tian. But just such a person has actually reached the pinnacle of China Continent step by step, overwhelming the younger generation of China Continent.
Now he has become a heaven-defying Martial Lord, comparable to the strongest geniuses in ancient times and ancient times. He has reached the level of peerless genius.
"Haha, Master, you have given me the reward. I am still far behind you and me." Ye Tian said modestly.
talent
Ye Tian has never put talent in his eyes. For a warrior, what is really important is his own strength.
So what if your talent is great? The Evil Son back then was not only harmed by the Demon Ancestor and almost died, but that was not because his strength was not as good as the Demon Ancestor.
Today's Ye Tian, if it hadn't been for the appearance of the Blood Demon Sword Saint, he might not have been able to escape the poisonous hands of Beiming Ancestor.
The so-called talent is only compared to those of the same generation. In China, strength is still respected. Without strength, no matter how strong the talent is, it is useless.
Only by mastering strong strength can one control the continent of China.
Just like the Blood Demon Sword Saint who has reached the realm of Saint King, he is almost invincible in the Chinese mainland without the birth of the titled Martial Saint.
"You can have such an attitude without being arrogant, very good, very good!" The Blood Demon Sword Saint nodded in praise, then looked at Ye Tian, and said with a bitter smile: "My teacher said at the beginning that when you advance to the realm of Martial Lord After that, I gave you some gifts. Later, I found that you were getting stronger and stronger, and I guess ordinary gifts were useless to you, so I went out of my way to kill an evil martial saint, seize his essence and blood, and prepare to give him to you. You have mastered the ninth-level battle body of the seventh level, but I didn’t expect that you have already mastered the ninth-level battle body of the seventh level.”
What kind of existence is the Blood Demon Sword Saint? He has long discovered that Ye Tian has a physical body that is comparable to a Martial Saint, and even a soul that is comparable to a Martial Saint. This makes him sigh. This is the first time he has seen such a powerful Martial Saint. .
"Thank you, Master!" Ye Tian was a little touched when he heard this. Even though the Blood Demon Sword Saint has reached the realm of the Holy King, it is not that simple to kill a Martial Saint. The Blood Demon Sword Saint may not have to pay a small amount. cost.
Listening to Ye Tian's thanks, the Blood Demon Sword Saint was a little embarrassed. After all, he had said that he would give Ye Tian a big gift, but now this big gift was useless to Ye Tian, which made him a little embarrassed.
If a majestic holy king didn't even give his disciples a rite of passage, he would be laughed at to death.
After thinking about it, the Blood Demon Sword Saint gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do this. I will give you a petal of the Flower of Law."
"boom!"
As soon as the Blood Demon Sword Saint finished his words, he released his flower of law, a blood-red and beautiful flower, floating in the sky above his head, exuding the power of the law of killing.
"Is this the Flower of the Law of Killing?" Ye Tian stared closely at the flower of the Law, because he knew that when he was promoted to Martial Saint, such a flower of the Law would also condense.
"boom!"
At this moment, Ye Tian saw the Blood Demon Sword Saint reach out and grab the petals of a flower of law and pluck it off with all his strength.
Ye Tian was startled, and at the same time he understood the meaning of the Blood Demon Sword Saint's words, and immediately exclaimed: "Master, no!"
You must know that the Flower of Law is the foundation of the Martial Saint. Even if one petal falls, it can cause great harm to the Martial Saint.
But it was too late for Ye Tian to speak out. The Blood Demon Sword Saint did not hesitate at all and plucked off the blood-red petals.
"Master!" Ye Tian was so moved that he could not speak. Let alone master and apprentice, even relatives would not be able to do this.
"Don't worry, it's just a petal. Once I find some treasures for my master, I can recover within a hundred years." The Blood Demon Sword Saint's face was a little pale, but he said nonchalantly, pushing the blood-red petal towards the leaf. sky.
Ye Tian wanted to say more, but he heard the Blood Demon Sword Saint shout: "Concentrate your mind and fuse these petals quickly."
Ye Tian was helpless. In order to avoid the Blood Demon Sword Saint's efforts being wasted, he could only sit down cross-legged and begin to fuse the petals of this flower of law.
I saw the blood-red petals, with a burst of blood-colored energy fluctuations, directly integrated into Ye Tian's power of the eighth law of killing that he had just comprehended.
The power of the eighth law of killing, with the help of this petal, suddenly grew vigorously, rushing from the small realm to the great realm, and continued to move towards the perfect realm.
"boom!"
Finally, the power of the eighth law of killing was promoted to the perfect state.
Ye Tian then slowly opened his eyes.
With eight perfect powers of the Law of Killing, he was only short of the last perfect power of the Law of Killing, and he could prepare to condense the Flower of the Law.
"Yes, there is still one more power of the Law of Killing to complete." The pale face of the Blood Demon Sword Saint couldn't help but reveal a trace of rosy color after seeing Ye Tian's eight perfect powers of the Law of Killing.
"Thank you, Master!" Ye Tian saluted respectfully.
The Blood Demon Sword Saint waved his hand when he heard this and said: "As a master, I haven't taught you for a long time since I accepted you. Alas, I feel ashamed to say it. This is the material for cultivating the seventh-level nine-turn combat body. It’s useless for me to keep them, so I’ll give them all to you, and this book contains some of my master’s insights into the law of killing over the years. I hope it will be useful to you.”
"Haha, although my disciple has already mastered the seventh-level nine-turn combat body, these things can be used by your disciple." Ye Tian took it with a smile.
The Blood Demon Sword Saint shook his head when he heard this and said: "You are talking about your son, right? He was snatched away by your guardian elder. With the old immortal personally cultivating him, there is no need for such a thing."
"Master, I have misunderstood. I have accepted two disciples over the years. The eldest disciple is called Xiao Panpan. He has a soul-devouring body and has extraordinary talents. The second disciple is called Zhang Xiaofan. He has a purple martial spirit and is slightly less talented. I am going to take these Leave things for him to use," Ye Tian said.
"Oh, there is actually a soul-eating body. I have remembered it, master. When I get back, let the people below ask for information about this little guy. This physique is very extraordinary. If you cultivate it well, it may not be as good as yours, but Becoming a Martial Saint is not a problem," the Blood Demon Sword Saint said in surprise.
If Xiao Panpan also became a Martial Saint, then they would be one of the Three Martial Saints, and it would be enough to cause a sensation in the entire Chinese mainland and be passed down as a legend.
Therefore, the Blood Demon Sword Saint seemed very excited. At his level, his strength has reached its peak, and face is the most important thing.
Some strong men at the martial saint level, in addition to comparing their strength, are better than their own disciples.
The Blood Demon Sword Saint did not accept Ye Tian before, but he was often despised by the old guys everywhere. This time with Ye Tian, he could finally vent his anger.
"Wait until the next conference and let Ye Tian teach those juniors a lesson, hehe!"
The Blood Demon Sword Saint was secretly looking forward to it. If those old guys knew that Ye Tian was his disciple, their faces would definitely be very exciting. Thinking of this, he was very excited and wished that the next conference would come soon.
But Ye Tian didn't know what the Blood Demon Sword Saint was thinking. He only saw his master smiling stupidly and didn't know what he was thinking.
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[Please give me monthly passes... Ye Tian is going back to Beihai. He is returning to his hometown in fine clothes. He urgently needs some monthly passes to buy gifts to take back.]
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