Chapter 2736

The Golden Crow Temple was full of scolding.

It turned out that in order to break through the realm of the nine-star true immortal, Jin Wukui actually devoured the blood of countless powerhouses in the Western Regions.

The reason why the Western Regions space has become a hell on earth is all thanks to the Golden Ukui.

How huge is the power needed to break through the Nine Stars True Immortal.

If Jin Wukui wants to break through, how many people's blood does it need?

In order to improve his cultivation, Jin Wukui has become mad to such a degree.

Grass mustard life.

The devil of the devil.

"Have you scolded enough?" Jinwu Miesen said coldly: "It's your honor to be part of the power of being a father, and you should be grateful to Dade."

"Thank you, Dade? I bah!" A saintly scolded angrily: "Things that are inferior to beasts, if they speak in grandeur, they are inferior to beasts!"

Shadow Demon Zun's old eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "What bullshit ancient power, what Jinwu clan, is this how you are powerful? In the end, it's not as human as the Tianmo clan, and it's better to call you beasts, it's already a flattery. you guys."

"Old man, his mouth is quite powerful." Jin Wuwei sneered.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

Jin Wukui came over and hit the Shadow Demon Venerable and another Saint Venerable Powerhouse Tianling with his palm, forcibly swallowing their blood.

"Ah!" The two saints screamed, desperately fighting to no avail.

For a moment, Shadow Demon and Venerable fell to the ground, their old faces were pale and dry, and they became several decades old in an instant.

Although he is not dead yet, he still has half his life left, and he will not live long.

"Shadow Demon Venerable!" The old ghost Yanming and others were very sad and angry.

"Bastards! Beasts are not as good! You must not die!"

"Even if we die, we will not let you Jinwu people go! Come on! Devour my blood! See how powerful you can become."

"If you become a ghost, you will also seek revenge from your Jinwu clan!"

The powerhouses roared furiously and were completely irritated, all of which looked like they were not afraid of death.

"Well, it's very good." Jin Wukui smiled indifferently, and immediately grabbed it from the air, devouring the blood essence of hundreds of powerhouses at the same time.

The hall was filled with piercing screams.

A few seconds later, all the powerhouses, including the old ghost Yanming, all fell down, their faces were dry, and they looked dozens of years old.

Jin Wukui, who devoured everyone's blood and blood, had a significantly improved aura.

"Father, there are thousands of people outside the hall, as well as a large amount of blood essence captured by the clansmen." Jinwu said.

"Very good, the patriarch's breakthrough to the nine-star true immortal is just around the corner, haha!" Jin Wukui laughed frantically, and immediately walked out of the hall, where there were constant screams.

Jin Wukui devoured blood essence frantically, and thousands of strong men fell one after another, extremely miserable.

"Devouring the source of life to improve cultivation, the practice of the Temple of Life and Soul is really good." Jin Wukui smiled excitedly.

Jin Wukui not only devoured their blood essence, but also devoured their life source.

After a while, Jin Wukui's breath became much stronger.

During this time, Jin Wukui did not know how many people's blood essence and life source he had swallowed to improve his cultivation.

The space of the Western Regions has become a hell on earth, and at least millions of people have been swallowed up by the Golden Crow.

"Almost there, give the captured blood essence to the patriarch, and then swallow the blood essence, you can break through the nine-star true immortal." Jin Wukui smiled excitedly, looking forward to it.

Jin Wu Mie smiled happily: "If Dad breaks through the Nine Star True Immortal, his strength should be able to fight against the Almighty."

"Well, that's enough." Jin Wukui smiled confidently.

"Mie'er, there are still many people in the Western Regions. In the absence of spiritual energy cultivation, the source of life and blood essence are good resources for cultivation." Jin Wukui laughed.

"My child understands." Jin Wuming smiled.

"How are the elders and the others?" Jin Wukui asked.

"I'm still in retreat, and my cultivation has improved a lot." Jinwu said.

Jin Wukui nodded and said, "Before leaving the customs for my father, no one is allowed to provoke Feng Wuchen."

"Dad, don't worry." Jin Wuming said with a smile.

Jin Wukui looked at the void, and said, "Sir Mighty One."

"Feng Wuchen's strength is very strong. It has been determined that the power in Feng Wuchen belongs to the power of the defeated. This patriarch is not his opponent. Even if he joins forces with the dead souls, there is no chance of victory. come to help.”

Immortal world space, in a majestic palace.

The Almighty slowly opened his eyes and said secretly: "As expected, Feng Wuchen's strength is indeed not simple."

The Almighty had obviously expected it long ago, but he just didn't know the depth of Feng Wuchen.

"Which one is the loser? Why do you want to help Feng Wuchen?" The Almighty was very curious, but he couldn't find out which one was the loser.

"Patriarch Jinwu, this seat has a way to deal with the Dragon God Clan, and you don't take action for the time being, and wait for this seat's order." The powerful person said.

"Order?" Jin Wukui said with disdain in his heart: "When the patriarch enters the fairyland space, I will see if you dare to order the patriarch."

"Mie'er, let's practice. For my father, I want to retreat and attack the Nine-Star True Immortal." Jin Wukui said lightly, and his figure dodged into the palace.

"I wish my father a successful breakthrough in the nine-star true immortal." Jinwu said with a smile.

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Rakshasa Temple.

The palace is very deserted, and there are only some guards guarding the mountain gate, and the others are all in retreat.

The peaceful palace was suddenly broken by one person.

"Lord Supreme! Lord Supreme!" A panic and weak shout suddenly sounded.

"Who?" the guard leader shouted, and dozens of guards rushed over.

Outside the gate of the Rakshasa Temple Mountain, a seriously injured man descended. Because of the serious injury, he fell directly to the ground in an embarrassment, rolled seven or eight meters away, and slammed into a large rock.

The man was unable to get up, his face full of pain.

"I haven't seen this person before, very strange, could it be an enemy?"

"He called the Supreme Lord just now, maybe he knew the Supreme Lord."

"This person's injury is very serious, first take him to the alchemy pavilion for treatment." The guard leader frowned. They didn't know the man, but they quickly brought the seriously injured man to the alchemy pavilion.

"I...I want to see the Supreme Lord, hurry...help me..." The man said weakly, very panicked and anxious.

"Sir Supreme, they have all retreated and practiced. You are seriously injured. You need to heal first. There are medicinal pills in the alchemy pavilion." The leader of the guard said.

"Retreat to practice?" The man was completely desperate when he heard it.

A look of giving up treatment.

"Who are you? What happened? Why did you find the Supreme Lord?" the guard leader asked.

"There is a big incident in the Western Regions, and there are countless casualties. Hurry up... hurry up and report to the Supreme Lord. If you don't hurry up, everyone in the Western Regions will die." The man said anxiously.

"Everyone will die?" The guards were panicked, not knowing what was going on.

But Feng Wuchen and they are all in retreat, who should I tell?