Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1518 True Blood Comes Out of the Sky...

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The blood curtain rises to the sky, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

A blood-colored silkworm cocoon hangs in the air, strange and mysterious, as if giving birth to a supreme demon, making people shudder.

Even Ling Xian felt his scalp tingling.

Although he had dealt with that supreme ghost many times, it was only a projection, and it didn't even have the strength of one ten thousandth of the body. And the avatar, no matter how bad it is, has to have 30% of the combat power of the deity.

"The man said that the blood curtain was transformed by the will of the Holy Ancestor, and it was only the will that I was powerless to break."

"This is enough to prove that the strength of the Holy Ancestor must surpass the Eighth Realm."

"It may be the ninth realm, or it may be the tenth realm, no matter which, I can't compete."

Ling Xian sighed, a bit bitter.

The same is true for everyone present, each with despair in their hearts and their faces full of slump.

They don't want to sit still, but the situation is already very clear, even Ling Xian can't break the blood curtain, what else can they do other than wait?

"Could it be... we can only wait to die?" One person said in a trembling voice, causing everyone to close their eyes in pain.

No one knows how strong the Holy Ancestor is, but it must be beyond the eighth realm to be able to sacrifice the soul to summon the demons outside the eighth realm!

In this case, how can people not despair?

"Alas, only the last hole card can be used."

The golden-robed old man let out a long sigh, then turned his gaze to the other four old people of the Divine Sovereign Family, and said, "Let's join forces, only in this way can we condense the clones of the ancestors."

Hearing this, several old people fell into silence, obviously showing some hesitation.

Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned and asked, "Senior, the ancestor avatar you are talking about... is it referring to the invincible god emperor?"

"Well, now that I've got things done, I won't hide it anymore."

The golden-robed old man sighed, if someone else asked the question, he would ignore it. But Ling Xian, he couldn't help but answer.

At the moment, he explained the trump card.

"As we all know, the ancestor of our Divine Sovereign family is the invincible Divine Sovereign."

"Before every god emperor sits, he will leave a few drops of true blood to protect his younger generation."

"Every drop of true blood contains the will of the emperor, and after being activated by a secret method, it can be transformed into a body."

"This is the strongest heritage of the Divine Emperor's family, and it is also the last trump card."

The old man in the golden robe opened his mouth and said, "This blood is related to the rise and fall of our clan, and it must not be used unless it is a last resort."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was not surprised.

He had long expected that the Divine Sovereign family would have trump cards. After all, this was the family left by the Invincible Divine Sovereign, how could it have no background?

"Since the real blood can condense the avatar of the god emperor, then please ask the seniors to take action." Ling Xian's expression was solemn, and his eyes were hopeful.

Everyone also looked at the old man eagerly, flashing the light of hope.

"Oh, I want to use it too, but the endless years have passed, and there is only a drop of the true blood of my family's god emperor."

"If this drop of true blood can be used normally, that's fine. For the Xuanwu Continent, my Yunhuang family is willing to sacrifice."

"However, due to the time, this drop of true blood no longer has much power. If it is forced to condense, the failure rate will be as high as 80%."

The golden-robed old man sighed, full of helplessness.

This made everyone fall back into the abyss again, full of despair.

However, Ling Xian did not despair. He looked at the old man seriously and said solemnly, "There must be a way, right?"

"Indeed, this method is on the other four Divine Emperor families."

The golden-robed old man turned his gaze to the other old men, and said, "Our several god-king families are in similar conditions. Come to think of it, the true blood you have left is not much power."

"Yes, just like your Yunhuang family, we only have a drop of true blood left, and we don't have much power." Several old people sighed.

"So, let's join forces." The old man in the golden robe looked solemn and said, "Only by fusing five drops of true blood can it be possible to successfully condense the avatar of the god emperor."

"You're right, but have you ever thought about how amazing and talented the Emperor is? His blood,

How can it be integrated with others? "

"Yeah, let alone the fusion of five god emperors, even if it is two or two, it is impossible."

"Since ancient times, the emperors have not met each other, and each is invincible. If five invincibles meet, what will happen, I don't need to say."

Several people sighed helplessly. It's not that they hide their secrets, but the consequences are too terrible. Once the true blood war breaks out, it will be in vain.

"I understand, but in the current situation, we have no other way."

The old man in the golden robe nodded and said solemnly: "Also, I don't think the true blood will break out into a war."

"Why?" An old man frowned.

"Because the God Emperor is great, they are willing to sacrifice everything for the Xuanwu Continent."

"True blood has a spirit, and inherits the thoughts of the God Emperor. That is to say, for the Xuanwu Continent, we will definitely let go of the fighting spirit between each other."

"In this way, the true blood will fuse and condense the avatar of the emperor."

The golden-robed old man spoke in a deep voice, full of certainty.

This made several old people fall into silence, a little moved.

The old man in the golden robe was right, the real blood has all the thoughts of the god emperor, and the god emperor is selfless. At least before the big situation, he will let go of his pride and choose fusion.

However, they still did not dare to gamble. After all, this was the last trump card of the Divine Emperor family, and it was related to the rise and fall of the family.

"Several seniors, please listen to me."

Ling Xian suddenly spoke, making several people look solemn, not daring not to listen.

Although they were all arrogant, but in front of Ling Xian, they had to let go of their arrogance.

Not only because of his terrifying strength, but also because of his great achievements.

"I understand your thoughts, I'm afraid of wasting real blood and going into decline."

"But the current situation can no longer be delayed. Once the avatar of the Holy Ancestor comes, the Xuanwu Continent will definitely fall."

"At that time, even if you hold the true blood of the emperor, the family of the emperor will not be able to escape the end of being destroyed."

"So, we can only gamble, we must gamble."

Ling Xian's words were sonorous and loud.

"We all understand this truth, but..." An old man in black robe smiled wryly.

"No but!"

Ling Xian interrupted sharply, saying: "The situation is extremely critical, there is no time to delay, please make an early decision, seniors!"

The voice fell, and everyone shouted in unison.

"Please make an early decision, seniors!"

Hearing this, several people smiled bitterly, looked at each other, and both saw the helplessness and determination in each other's eyes.

"Forget it, just bet one game. If you win, the Divine Emperor family will continue to be brilliant. If you lose, you will be buried with the mainland!"

The old man in black shouted loudly, and while waving, a jade bottle emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of dark red blood broke out of the bottle, and the strong fluctuations swept across the nine days in an instant.

"Haha, I can see the true blood of the emperor in my lifetime, I have no regrets in this life!"

The golden-robed old man burst into laughter, and a drop of silver-white blood broke through the air, cracking the sky and shaking the universe.

The remaining three also took out their true blood, and for a while, the entire Xuanwu Continent was shaking.

This is the power of the emperor, even if it is just a drop of blood, even if there is not much power left, it also represents the supreme power!

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