"Another one!"

In the cave, Tang Hao looked at the sage tree in front of him and showed his joy.

After more than a month of watering, another sage fruit matured.

As soon as he touched his hand, the huge sage fruit from the branch flew in and fell into his hand. After weighing it for a few times, he threw it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

Grunt!

The divine fruit immediately melts and opens, releasing the rolling immortal spirit, and madly rushes to all parts and bones.

Tang Hao led the immortal Qi and walked through the meridians for a week. He poured into Dantian DaoHai and was absorbed by chaotic mother blood.

After absorbing about two-thirds, the mother's blood splits and condenses a drop of son's blood.

The number of immortal blood in Tang Hao's body also reached 24 drops.

"Hoo!"

After absorption, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He could obviously feel the strength improvement brought by this drop of immortal blood by urging the immortal blood in his body.

In the state of seven robberies, every drop of blood below a hundred blood can bring a lot of strength improvement, and the effect is very obvious. When it is above a hundred blood, the effect of one or two drops of blood is not very obvious.

"I'm only twenty-four drops of blood now. It's too far from the realm of 100 blood!"

Tang Hao sighed.

Even if he has sacred objects such as sage wood and fairy water, it is not easy to improve his strength. Only one or two drops of blood can be condensed in a month, and only about 20 drops a year. Relying on this sage fruit alone, he needs three or four years to reach the realm of 100 blood.

As for the realm of thousands of blood, even the realm of thousands of blood, it is even more distant.

"I don't know how the blood king and the Taixu Taoist master fought?"

Tang Hao stepped out of his cave, stood on the top of the natural peak, and looked up at the sky.

His eyes crossed hundreds of millions of miles and saw the depths of the vast void.

There, a battle about his fate was going on.

No matter which side wins, it is not good news for him. He can only hope that the battle will last longer so that he has more time to prepare.

Even if he cannot be promoted to Bajie, he must at least reach the realm of thousands of blood, so that he can have a chance to escape in the face of a Bajie emperor.

A moment later, he looked back.

There will be no victory or defeat in this battle in a short time. It's useless to worry now. It's important to solve the immediate problems first.

"It's a good thing that the flood and famine people are involved. In this way, I don't have to worry about eating more. My cultivation can be improved faster. The medicine owner helped me a lot by wooing them."

"As for the night Lord, they haven't found the treasure yet. Don't worry."

Tang Hao pondered.

Through the old devil of blood Yin, he can clearly grasp the situation of the night Lord and the drug lord, and he has long known that the drug lord incited the flood and famine people.

He also knew that the drug owner was lobbying all ethnic groups in the famine recently in order to deal with him.

The alliance of the medicine clan of the night clan is quite large. There are many seven robberies, and there is the secret support of taixutian behind it. It is much larger than the power of his creation alliance. After attracting so many demon clans and the flood and famine clan, the strength of this alliance undoubtedly becomes stronger.

This also brought great pressure to Tang Hao.

He has night armor. There's nothing to worry about at present, but once they find the treasure that can restrain him, it's hard to say.

There are many people on the other side. Add a treasure to restrain him, and it is possible to kill him.

"We must strengthen our strength as soon as possible!"

Tang Hao felt a strong sense of urgency.

"The improvement of cultivation includes the fruit of saints and the flesh and blood of the flood and famine family. In terms of treasures, it is the temple of the gods. I must set up more gods. The more gods, the more complete and powerful the temple of the gods will be."

"But... Where can I find so many spiritual relics?"

Tang Hao is a little embarrassed.

He has traveled all over the eight wastelands, the rain clan and the Lei clan, and all the descendants of the gods have also been there. In addition, the Buddhist scriptures stolen from the burning lamp temple have only condensed more than 100 statues of gods.

"Why don't you ask yunqingzi? He has lived a long time and has a wide range of knowledge. There is also senior Ling. Ling people do business. Chambers of commerce are all over the world. They deal with treasures all year round. Maybe they can come up with some ideas."

Tang Hao really had no choice, so he thought of asking for help.

"You want the relic of gods? It's related to your strange fairy house!"

When Tang Hao asked, Ling zhanxu understood.

Tang boy's immortal mansion is very impressive. He has never seen such a perverse immortal mansion before.

It's just a fairy mansion that can shake the supreme weapon of nine robbers. Isn't it a pervert? What is it?

This boy is a freak, even the refined fairy house is also a freak!

"Let me see! The relic of gods is not much, not much. Most of it is in the treasure house of all ethnic groups. It is generally impossible to get it!"

Ling zhanxu thought hard and frowned.

"However, there is something that may help you..."

Just when Tang Hao was disappointed, Ling zhanxu said.

"Oh? What?"

Tang Hao was surprised.

"An ancient book! It's called the spirit Sutra!"

Ling Zhan Xu Su Rong said.

"Holy Scripture?" Tang Hao vaguely felt that he seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

"This sutra is one of the ancient classics!" Ling zhanxu said.

Hearing this, Tang Hao made a sudden sound and showed a sudden color.

Ancient scriptures!

Of course he has heard of it. His book "soul burial Sutra" is one of the ancient strange sutras.

In addition, there are also "theft Sutra" and "Dan Sutra", which are very famous, but this "spirit Sutra" is relatively not very famous, and Tang Hao only knows this name.

Tang Hao didn't know exactly what was recorded in it.

"It is said that in the flood and famine era, that is, before the birth of Pangu, there was a sutra called the flood and famine Sutra, which contained everything, including strange flowers and plants and sacred mountains and fairy islands, which were all things of the flood and famine era."

"Among them, some are dedicated to the gods of the heavens. All ancient gods and tribes recorded clearly in this sutra. There are not only portraits, but even a trace of breath!"

Ling zhanxu said.

Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes lit up and his breathing became urgent.

Isn't this holy scripture tailor-made for him at the moment.

"Where is this wonderful Sutra?"

Tang Hao asked eagerly.

"This... I don't know. This sutra hasn't appeared for a long time, and I don't know who has it. After all, it's one of the ancient classics. No matter who gets it, he won't take it out easily."

"For hundreds of years, I've only heard of one wonderful Sutra, the soul burial Sutra, which is said to have been auctioned off in the ancient wilderness. I don't know who has it."

Ling zhanxu felt a little sorry.

"Elder Ling, this sutra is very important to me. Could you please help Ling clan to find out the whereabouts of this wonderful Sutra?" Tang Hao said.

"OK! I'll ask the people of the clan to inquire first. Maybe I can find a clue."

Ling Zhan responded falsely.