A month passed in a flash.

Over the past month, the number of snow tigers has become smaller and smaller. From hundreds to dozens, cold blood flowers bloom on the top of the snow-capped mountains, covering the snow, and flowing back into the lotus pond. The beauty is filled with a sense of sadness, just like the last remaining makeup of this snow peak.

Half a day ago, Ye Zhiqiu arrived with Sun Xuemo as promised. It seemed that Sun Xuemo's hiding place was not far from the insect peak. The two of them did not have the ability to travel through the space of Blood Kunpeng. They arrived at Xuefeng in just one month. Based on this distance, they could roughly infer the location of Sun Xuemo before.

After half a year of separation, Sun Xuemo's appearance has not changed much. His years of confusion have made him look like a blood-cultivation image. He has a crow scar, a squid, a dense beard, and a bright eye like a copper bell. However, under such a rough appearance, no one can guess his delicate and delicate thoughts.

However, Su Xian and Ye Zhiqiu must be very familiar with him.

Because, when Sun Xuemo met Su Xian again, he caught him and called him a senior. Regardless of their real age, the intimacy made Su Xian feel chilled.

This time it was Su Ruxue's turn to have a headache.

In terms of the ferocious appearance, Sun Xuemo is enough to describe this.

In terms of the rough appearance, Meng Miao is also square and upright.

They are obviously two benchmark men, why do they become so cunning when they meet Su Xian and Ye Zhiqiu, and their temperaments become so cunning and full of heart. It is normal for them to hide without any trouble. Once they have intersections, they feel that Meng Miao and Sun Xue Demon are extremely greasy. Does this mean that Su Xian and Ye Zhiqiu are poisonous?

He led both of them to the wrong path.

...

The snow mist is lightly cage, hazy as smoke, and a lotus pond is like a Zen state.

This is the top of the mountain, and on the snow several feet away, there were some scattered people standing at this time. Meng Miao and Nian Qiwu were with Su Xian, and Sun Xue Demon was with Ye Zhiqiu.

Nian Size didn't know his return date, and he didn't know that anyone was going to break through, and he was still challenging tribes like a naughty man.

Several people acted as spectators, standing quietly by the pool, with their eyes focused, and their expressions were exactly the same. They all paid attention to Ning Qingkuang. It was stared at by so many people for the first time. Even Ning Qingkuang had a hint of discomfort in his heart. Although everyone's eyes were solemn, they still felt a strange feeling of being disturbed by monkeys when they fell into his heart. However, at this critical moment, Ning Qingkuang could not distract himself and care about anything.

After warming for half a month and saving for half a month, Ning Qingqian's momentum has reached its peak, sitting like a rock, shaking and buzzing all over his body. When he suddenly opened his bloodline and sprinkled the blood of Kunpeng, a big river of blood seemed to spread across the mountain, and the rivers rolled, and chaos suddenly appeared.

Wow!

Everyone felt a magnificent and rich blood rushing towards them, causing their minds to be confused and almost lost. The breath was both heavy and sharp. Each strange phenomenon seemed to symbolize a supreme existence. The roaring sound was thundering through their ears, buzzing, and in an instant, the demons danced around.

The first phantom that appeared was a fish body, snake head, and six-legged monster. Its eyes were slender, wide and flat. The bright red scales seemed to be filled with joy. The phantom did not enter the water, like a candle swimming in the world, and suddenly there was a red spot of joy floating around, like the heavens bringing blessings.

Su Xian narrowed his eyes and opened a picture book in his mind. It was the shape of the God-Demon that Hei Lao told him when he was young.

The 86th place in the imperial demon list, and the blessing is given to Ran’s remaining fish!

"The blessings of Ran Yiyu, the 86th Emperor Demon, and the monster of Cheng Moumou. There is no need to misunderstand that he is called Cheng Moumou. One of the ten saints. Ning Qingkuang seems to have ambition to plan for the ninth level. Before leaving, he asked him to get the essence and blood of this Emperor Demon." Ye Zhiqiu was purely saying to Su Xian. As for others who heard it, it was all a matter of solving the problem by the way.

Su Xian suddenly realized and nodded, thinking that another imperial demon in the Tianji Academy had appeared, which is worthy of being the force with the most imperial demons since ancient times.

However, this is the first vision, and the good show has just begun.

The next moment, a blue light suddenly appears

A vast tree in the sky rose up and became lush in a blink of an eye, with lush branches and leaves. The giant leaves on the branches uninterrupted out the shape of tigers, snakes and dragons. These tigers, snakes, and dragons are not ordinary species. They are famous monsters on the continent. Now they gather together in a tree, roaring and rumbling, and the sound waves are above the snow peaks, and the turbid waves are empty, which is heart-wrenching.

Su Xian's eyes sterned and sighed: The Emperor Demon List 59, Wooden Seal Tiger, Snake Dragon!

Ye Zhiqiu had expected it and explained to everyone carefully: "Muyin tiger, snake, dragon, the list of emperor demons 59. Another saint son Mu Huofeng's monster. Ning Qingkuang is really popular. Mu Nao means the benefits of dullness and can be like a stinky smell. Even the blood of the emperor fairy with a dull square face is coming."

In the center of the lotus pond, Ning Qingkuai frowned slightly annoyed, but quickly curbed this emotion. At this moment, he had no time to pay attention to Ye Zhiqiu's broken mouth. Anyway, he had long been immune to Ye Zhiqiu.

Whoosh!

In an instant, another strange phenomenon emerged from the blood river. Eight light white cyclones attached to an old turtle. The cyclone twisted and formed a bottomless vortex. The terrifying suction force almost swallowed Nian Qiwu in the distance, fortunately Meng Miao quickly looked and held her early.

"The list of 39 of the Emperor Demons, eight spiral turtles. Whose monster is this time?" This time, Su Xian learned to answer quickly.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled lightly and said, "The Holy Son Ding Xiangliu is a weird person, a strange and perverted person. It is more appropriate to call him a monster. You will understand when you see him later."

Hahahahahaha!

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, a rude and strange laughter suddenly lingered in the air on the top of the mountain. The laughter was like a demonic sound, and it never dispersed for a long time. Among the people standing there, Su Xian, Ye Zhiqiu and Nian Qiwu were slightly disturbed, and Meng Miao and Sun Xuemo were actually shocked by the laughter and were caught off guard.

Into the eyes were the slender and curved yellow fruit petals, which were as big as fingers. Each piece was as big as a snow tiger. They were as big as a hill. They were flying in the air and high above. As the laughter became deeper, their appearance became clearer and clearer. Buddha hands kept swaying and dancing. Later, even Nian Qiwu felt unable to support her. Her eyes were blurred, her body was shaking, and she was even more shocked while she was weak. Unexpectedly, just a strange phenomenon in Ning Qingkuang's bloodline made her unable to fight back.

After a deeper look, how terrifying should Ning Qingkuang's strength be?

After Qiwu fell to the ground like a broken willow, only Su Xian and Ye Zhiqiu were left.

"I can't even stand this little impact. It seems that they have no chance to witness the birth of the ninth level of King Wu with their own eyes." Su Xian shook his head with regret. Meng Miao and others couldn't even resist the impact of such an appetizer. When Ning Qingkuang truly burst out with the power of treasure in his body, what else would they use to resist? It is estimated that the aftermath of the breakthrough would shock them to their souls.

Then, Su Xian looked at the yellow demon plant that was high again. Facing the successive imperial demons, he was really shocked by the work of the Tianji Academy.

The 32nd Emperor Demon List, Xiao Miyin Buddha’s Hand!

"Jun Mowen. He loves demon plants and loves to play with flowers and plants all day long. All demon palaces are demon plants. No wonder he looks so sissy, he is really blind to his free and unruly name."

Ye Zhiqiu fired another holy son.

Ye Zhiqiu, would rather be frivolous, don’t ask, Ding Xiangliu, Mu Huofeng, Cheng Moumou.

Su Xian counted from beginning to end, and he already knew the names of the top ten saints.

The thunder god elephant in the west, the dragon on the snake's neck, the Buddha's hand with a laughing voice, the eight spiral turtle, the wood seal tiger, snake dragon, the holy poisonous rat, and the blessing of the remaining fish.

The Tianji Academy only has seven imperial demons that Su Xian knew, which does not include the treasure beasts, the Year Beast, and some that even Su Xian has not yet come into contact with.

Almost everyone in these sages have an imperial demon. How bad can those old men from Tianji Academy be?

Thinking about it this way, it is terrifying to think about it carefully.

Then, Xiaomiyin Buddha's hand rushed out of the blood river returned to its position, and immediately following it was the snake's neck dragon, which was the monster of the upper dragon clan.

It is called a "monster" because it is so large that it is incredibly large. Now it appears, it is like a ship lying in the sky, with its eyes like lamps, its dark blue skin, and its body of a Tyrannosaurus. It is the ultimate overlord in a domain in the ocean. Its snake neck is thick and its head is slender. The teeth exposed between its teeth and claws are full of blood. Its sharpness is so sharp that it dares not match. From the perspective of form, it is probably only the Blood Kunpeng that can beat it.

"In order to break through to the eighth level of Martial King, he actually collected all the essence and blood of five emperor demons. He really spent a lot of money." Ye Zhiqiu sighed.

This is the first time that Su Xian has watched so many emperor monsters, especially the violent appearance of the dragon on the snake neck, which has brought him an unparalleled impact. This is the second time that a monster has caused Su Xian to have visual sense shock. It is simply an indescribable violent aesthetic.

"By the way, how is the comparison between the Thunder God Elephant in the West and the Dragon on the Snake's Neck?" Su Xian said curiously.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while, and his words were no longer frivolous, but he said seriously: "The Thunder God Elephant in the West is even more terrifying. However, if you are at the same level, you cannot compare with your Blood Kunpeng. Whether it is body size or fighting alone, qualifications are qualifications. Where is the talent of Blood Kunpeng, even a mountain, the Thunder God Elephant in the West cannot surpass it. I guess the Emperor Demons who are behind the Tenth Emperor Demon List are not good, and I don't know if the top ten Emperor Demon List is okay."

The two of them did not discuss it anymore. Taking advantage of Ning Qingkuang's power, they took Meng Miao and others away from the mountain top, put it into the cave, and then rushed over again. Although the mountain top was not as crowded as before, it was not empty. After all, a bunch of snow tigers still fell into a deep sleep without being disturbed by the outside world.

Boom!

As Ning Qingkuang broke through the wind, the sky in this area suddenly changed, the thunder and roared, and the surging blood river was surging more and more violently. It was hard to imagine that it was a person's bloodline. After being drawn out from the body, it could converge into a thousand-meter river with a rolling momentum.

In the river, what is radiating from the imperial realm is a breath.

These strong auras also mean that the gate of the imperial realm has been opened to Ning Qingkuang.

But the gate of the ancestor realm is still blocked.

Now, watching Ning Qingkuang's breakthrough, Su Xiancai suddenly realized that the road to blood exchange in the King of Martial Arts was not smooth. The further we went, the process of blood exchange became more and more magnificent, and the corresponding one was naturally becoming more and more difficult. It was already incredible that one level and one level of heaven could reach the Emperor Realm. Now Ning Qingkuang wanted to push open the gate of the palace of the ancestral realm, which was another move to ascend to the sky.

call!

The wind is gradually ringing, the remaining clouds are rolling back, and the snowflakes are like rain.

I would rather be frivolous in the face of danger, hold my head up and my chest up, be open and honest, as if my chest was full of power, and that unyielding aura seemed to be saying that I was bound to win this journey.

Su Xian's heart slowly sinks, and he becomes nervous. Looking at Ning Qingkuang, he dares not make any mistakes, because he will also take this road in the future. Now there are people demonstrating and practicing, and he has no reason not to observe carefully. Even Su Xian has imagined that he is sitting cross-legged in the center of Tianchi at this moment, and he is about to make a breakthrough!

Ye Zhiqiu also curled up his smile and laughed. At this moment, it was not only crucial to Ning Qingkuang, but also to the Tianji Academy's attempt to resolve the disaster that it was about to encounter. This may also be an extremely important foreshadowing.

Among the ten saints, Ning Qingkang, a talented man, will become the first person to first see the path of the ancestral realm.

Even in the spiritual sea, there was a trance that Qingyu almost mistakenly regarded Ning Qingkuang as Gu Wufeng, even though he had known that Gu Wufeng had left this world and was dominating in another vast space.

There is nothing else, just because Ning Qingkuang really has such a trace of old and unsightly shadows on his body, and his meticulous and down-to-earth attitude towards martial arts is really like he is at the extreme.

Tick!

It was obviously a slight crisp sound, that is, the sound of a drop of blood Kunpeng falling down, but it was like a war drum and a horn blew, directly exploding in the ears and hearts of Su Xian and others, thrilling.

Ning Qingkuang began to try to push open the door to the ancestral realm!
Chapter completed!