Three feet below the ground of the grove.
The blood pool tumbled and stirred. Meng Lei sat cross-legged in the blood pool. Black blood stains oozed out of the pores all over his body, giving off an unpleasant stench.
"Hoo … hoo …"
His breathing was rapid, his eyebrows were wrinkled like a mountain, and his body was even more turbulent. His dantian was like a huge wave crashing constantly. A trace of power oozed out of the heart meridian and slowly flowed into the dantian. The true qi in the dantian became more turbulent, as if forming a huge Qigong sea, inexhaustible.
When Hong Wanjian triggered the thunder, the sarcophagus on Meng Lei's back banged and shook. The sleeping white shadow in the sarcophagus rushed out directly, pointing to the sky and said: "Nine days … Xuan … Xuan Lei … Stimulate … Hidden in your heart meridian … Bloodline."
Meng Lei was shocked. This was the first time Qiu Tianhen had spoken to him since he came out of the formation at the back cliff.
He knew that Qiu Tianhen's power was all absorbed by himself, so that his power was greatly reduced, and he had to sleep. But now he tried his best to appear and said some inexplicable words to him. Meng Lei scratched his head and said: "You want me to use the power of the Ninth Heaven Xuan Lei to bombard my body and stimulate the bloodline power hidden in the heart meridian?"
The white shadow nodded excitedly.
Meng Lei hesitated slightly. Qiu Tianhen had already told him that there was some great power hidden in his body.
He used to think that Qiu Tianhen was lying to him, but now it seemed that everything was true.
Looking at Qiu Tianhen's determination, Meng Lei's face sank. The desire to become stronger and the desire to hide in his body, he decided to take a risk.
"Rumble …"
The eightieth Ninth Heaven Xuan Lei fell. Hong Wanjian used Amethyst Dan to avoid all the power of heaven. However, the power of heaven poured into his body, from the top of his head to the dantian, and then to the limbs, acupoints, bones, meridians, and skin.
After experiencing the bombardment of eighty Ninth Heaven Xuan Lei, Meng Lei was extremely painful at the beginning, comfortable, and now anxious.
Qiu Tianhen did not lie to him.
There was indeed a powerful force hidden in the heart meridian. That force was a kind of bloodline, strange and incomparably powerful. With the bombardment of the thunder, the bloodline hidden in his body began to awaken slowly.
Bloodline awakening, the power contained in the bloodline was very strong, strong enough that he could resist the bombardment of the Ninth Heaven Xuan Lei.
However, the bloodline was still a little lacking.
Meng Lei was so close to triggering all of them. When there was only one more bolt of heavenly lightning left, Meng Lei became extremely anxious.
Just a little bit more, and he wouldn't be a Great Perfection deity. If he wasn't a Great Perfection deity, the power he would obtain would definitely be greatly discounted. Because of this, a faint thought flashed through his mind. The last bolt of heavenly lightning was about to fall. Meng Lei's heart trembled, and he said, "Let's bet it all!"
His eyes widened in anger, and with a roar, he released all of the zhenqi in his dantian.
Huge waves instantly surged up in the blood pool, incomparably violent from the True Qi erupting from Meng Lei's body. In the small space, it was as if the power of a nuclear explosion was being compressed continuously, causing the earth veins within ten thousand miles to tremble faintly.
There was not even a trace of True Qi in his dantian.
It was completely exhausted.
"Hu … hu … hu!"
Meng Lei was panting like an ox. His face was pale, and sweat was rolling down his forehead like jumping soybeans.
In order to fully stimulate the power of the bloodline, it had to bear the power of the Nine Days Xuan Thunder alone. There was Innate Qi in the Dantian, and it would automatically defend against the bombardment of the Sky Thunder. However, there was no Innate Qi at all, and it was completely relying on the physical body to resist.
Resist, the power of the bloodline was fully stimulated, and it was a perfect awakening in the true sense.
If you can't resist, you will be destroyed.
In order to become stronger, in order to help the young master share more, Meng Lei clenched his teeth and screamed at the sky, saying: "Come on!"
......
"Booming..."
The 81st Sky Thunder fell, the most powerful, and the power of heaven contains the most majestic Sky Thunder.
Its fall also indicates the end of the heavenly tribulation.
"Haha..."
"Successful."
"I succeeded, haha... I am a mighty saint, haha..."
Hong Wanjian laughed maniacally. He closed his eyes and quietly sensed the Saint's power. He laughed excitedly with a ferocious expression and said, "I can feel the power of a Saint. Haha, I can feel the power of a Saint."
Excited.
Hong Wanjian was completely excited.
The disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect shouted in unison, and the sound was earth-shaking.
"Hong Wanjian really succeeded."
"Amethyst Dan, the old man is determined to get it."
A great perfection not far from Qin Tian, the eyebrows are stunned, the murderous aura is very strong, and the heavy said: "Qin Tian, hand over the formula of Amethyst Dan."
"Beg me."
"Beg me to give it to you."
Qin Tian restored the real body, the smile gradually thickened, looking at the great perfection of the face full of anger, can not help but say: "Kneel down and beg me, beg me to give you."
The great perfection did not hesitate and immediately knelt down, showing a begging look: "Please, please, please give me the formula of Amethyst Dan."
"The voice is too small, I didn't hear it." Qin Tian deliberately said.
The great perfection did not feel angry, and the voice increased several times, shouting: "Please, please give me the formula of Amethyst Dan."
"Amethyst Dan is a precious thing."
"I'll give it to you if you kneel and beg a few times. Wouldn't that be too easy on you, unless … …" Qin Tian's eyes turned and looked at the other grand perfection expert, "Unless you kill him, I'll give it to you."
The great perfection of the expert who knelt on the ground raised his cold eyes and instantly rushed to another great perfection. He burst out with all his strength and killed it without sparing any effort.
He was originally a great perfection, and the remaining lifespan was not much. He just felt the power of the eighty-one nine-day Xuan Lei. It was clear that he could not resist the nine-day Xuan Lei with his own strength. If he wanted to live, he could only rely on Amethyst Dan.
As long as you get the formula of Amethyst Dan, it will be easy to become a saint. Hong Wanjian is a living example.
"Ah..."
A scream, the great perfection of the expert picked up a bloody head and knelt down again, respectfully said: "I killed him, can you give me now?"
"Give you what?"
"Did I say what to give you?"
Qin Tian smiled coldly, his eyebrows trembled, his face suddenly changed, and he said coldly: "When you killed my thousand machines, you should think of today and want to get the formula of Amethyst Dan? Go to hell. "
In my mind, I recalled the bodies of the thousand machines, and the anger of Qin Tian's heart broke out uncontrollably.
He vowed not to let go of any one person.
The tens of thousands of souls of the thousand machines must be sacrificed to them with the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.
Even if the future generations treat him as a homicidal maniac, heinous, these are nothing to him.
Who dares to hurt him, even the people around him, he will pay back at ten times the price.
So the great perfection of the expert was angry and angry, and said: "I will fight with you."
"Courting death!"
Qin Tian screamed, the dragon knife in his hand slammed, and he was directly split into two halves.
There was a hint in the system, and Qin Tian smiled faintly and said: "It's another artifact, and it's a big hit today."
"Qin Tian, give your life..."
"Oh ha ha..."
Hong Wanjian is disheveled, like a demon, the voice has not yet fallen, the person has appeared in front of Qin Tian, the long sword in the hand instantly drew more than ten thousand sword flowers, directly blocking all the blind corners of Qin Tian's retreat, and then smiled and said: "Let you see the power of the saint..."
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!!!"
Qin Tian just slashed out, shaking the ten thousand sword flowers, exploding a step back, quietly feeling the power of the saint in Hong Wanjian, his heart sank, and he said: "Sure enough."
Immediately.
The power of hell was blessed, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he sneered, "just you?"
"Weng... weng..."
The nine swords turned into eighty-one swords, and in an instant, tens of thousands of giant swords were suspended in the air. With the control of Hong Wanjian's mind, all the giant swords quickly twisted together, forming a super giant sword. Hong Wanjian grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the power of the saint in his body burst out. "Cut!"
At the same time.
Black flames rose from Qin Tian's body. The flames rose and formed a huge skull. As soon as the dragon knife came out, the power of hell swarmed in, and the body instantly ejected a violent power of hell, rushing thousands of miles, quickly shrinking on the dragon knife, exploding, "God of the Underworld!"
"Rumble..."
The super giant sword in Hong Wanjian's hand quickly shattered.
It was simply vulnerable.
Hong Wanjian's eyes were filled with panic, and he muttered to himself, "How could this be, how could this be? Impossible, absolutely impossible. "
Was the power of an almighty Saint so weak that it could not even withstand a single blow?
Couldn't he even block one of Qin Tian's blades?
His heart was extremely panicked. Hong Wanjian looked at the giant sword that soared into the sky quickly split apart. His heart felt like it was bleeding, extremely uncomfortable, and extremely puzzled.
Qin Tian would not give others any chance.
Increasing the power of hell poured into the dragon knife, and the power of the God of the Underworld suddenly multiplied, instantly cutting the super giant sword in half. With one slash, Hong Wanjian's body was cut open, and he laughed coldly: "Can't even withstand a single blow, weak!"
Hong Wanjian died!
He had just become a saint and was killed by Qin Tian in one slash.
Could it be that Qin Tian's strength was so strong that he could instantly kill a saint?
How could it be?
The gap between the great perfection realm and the great saint realm is 108,000 miles. Without the 'Shocking Sword', Qin Tian's cultivation is abnormal. It is impossible to kill a saint.
Everyone was extremely shocked, looking up at the body of Hong Wanjian falling from the sky, and then staring at Qin Tian. Their psychological defense line was completely broken. Even the saint of the great saint was killed by a knife. Do they still have the strength to fight against Qin Tian?
Is it possible to get the formula of Amethyst Dan from him?
Impossible.
Everything is impossible.
After killing Hong Wanjian, Qin Tian was like a god, coldly despising everything, and said: "Who wants the formula of Amethyst Dan, who dares not to be convinced?"
"Boom!"
"Oh, it's quite lively here."
"Qin Tian, you are really powerful, challenging the entire Tianyuan Continent with one person's strength, even I have to admire you."
A person fell from the sky, and the breath of the saint of the great saint was far stronger than that of Hong Wanjian by a thousand times.
Qin Tian was furious and roared: "Xing Tianming!!!"
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