Chapter 797： Layer 7

In the dark palace, Venerable Death himself refined the blood of that martial sage-level beast. 【First Release】

Ye Tian watched carefully from the side, the stronger the figure, the more red his blood, except for those special physiques.

As for the figure of Martial Saint level, his blood is even more red and shiny, and a drop of blood, like the same blood-colored sun, exudes fiery light.

And when Wu Sheng was promoted to the realm of Martial God, then the blood would become golden, that is, the blood of God.

However, the blood of the Valkyrie, only the essence blood is golden, and the rest of the blood is just red with gold. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

Ye Tian discovered that the blood of this martial sage-level beast was very red and red, especially after being refined into blood by Venerable Death, drops of blood shone like blood-colored pearls.

"boom!"

Venerable Death waved his hand, and took out a huge bronze cauldron. The light flickered, very extraordinary, and exuded a powerful and ancient aura.

Drops of blood, shining with fiery light, were put into the bronze cauldron by Venerable Death. Suddenly, this bronze cauldron was like a big volcano, erupting a **** glow into the sky.

Ye Tian secretly smacked his tongue, the essence of this martial arts realm powerhouse is really extraordinary, if it weren't for the refining of Death Venerable, even if he only got the body of a martial arts powerhouse, he could only stare, helpless.

Soon after, the essence and blood in the bronze cauldron became more and more, and the vigorous blood surging surging like a red glow, illuminating the surrounding void.

"Boy, there is half of the essence and blood here, which should be enough for you to train into the seventh-level 9th ​​Rank battle body. The old man will seal the remaining half of the essence and blood for you, and you may use it later." Venerable Death said. , Took out a bronze tripod again.

Ye Tian quickly thanked him, and then from the small world, he took out the other heavenly materials and earth treasures that he had already prepared, and put them into the bronze cauldron together.

He had already collected all the heavenly materials and earth treasures of the seventh-tier Nine-turned Battle Body, he had already collected them in the five great temples, so he had to send the blood of the martial arts-level powerhouse.

Now, all of this is gathered.

Ye Tian looked at the bronze cauldron in front of him with excitement and excitement on his face. As long as he became a seventh-level Ninth Rank battle body, his physical body would surpass the limit and reach the strength of a martial arts-level strong body.

With such a physical body, Ye Tian rarely encountered opponents in the realm of Emperor Wu and Wu Zun.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sense of despair came from afar. Like a rushing torrent, swept the entire dark palace, and the world was shaking.

Venerable Death stopped refining, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You hurry up and cultivate the Nineth-Ranked Battle Body, that one will be born."

Which one?

Ye Tian was puzzled, but at this time, he couldn't manage that much, and jumped directly into the bronze cauldron, and began to cultivate the seventh-tier Nine-Ranking body.

A trace of golden light bloomed from Ye Tian, ​​and his entire body turned golden.

Upon seeing this, Venerable Death also accelerated the extraction of the blood of the beast, but between his brows, there was a trace of sorrow.

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On the other side of the abyss of despair, in the endless darkness, on a huge stone egg, a black magic knife was inserted, exuding more and more surging despair.

This magic knife is stained with rust. I don't know how many years it has been placed here. The body of the knife is rough...

However, at this time, a trace of black brilliance gradually emerged from the body of the magic knife, and pieces of rust began to fall off, a powerful despair, like a tide, surging and surging against the sky.

And the huge stone egg below also slowly vibrated, and a trace of huge cracks spread out along the magic knife.

Around it, there is a huge formation, swallowing the mysterious power in the abyss of despair, forming a huge black vortex.

"In this world, there is only you that can match me!"

Suddenly, a purple figure appeared here, exuding a domineering force.

Needless to say, this is the young man with purple hair.

His eyes were full of divine light, staring at the Desperate Magic Knife on the stone egg, his eyes full of confidence.

"Suck it, **** it, and when you **** enough of the power of the abyss of despair, I'll take you out to explore the world." The young man with purple hair said coldly, he just sat cross-legged in the void, with that terrifying despair I couldn't get close to his body at all.

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Magic door.

In a huge palace, the nine deputy masters of the Demon Sect gathered together, each with extremely solemn eyes.

"Everyone!"

One of the oldest demon sect deputy masters glanced at everyone present, and said solemnly: "This time we are calling you to come because of the son of demon."

"Did the Demon Son appear?"

"Unexpectedly, after many years, there will be someone who can practice the Devouring Body again!"

"It's just a pseudo-swallowing body. If it's a real swallowing body, even if it's a martial sage like me, I'm afraid we can only bow down and proclaim it."

"After being sealed for so many years, the Demon Ancestor hasn't moved, why has it suddenly created a swallowing body?"

...

The deputy masters of the Demon Sect suddenly talked, and their faces were shocked.

"You can discuss how we should treat this demon son, whether to kill, or respect, or pretend not to know." The former deputy master of the demon said in a deep voice.

When the other deputy sect master heard the words, they couldn't help looking at each other and fell into silence.

After a while, a deputy sect master shook his head and said: "Since the son of the devil has come to the forbidden area of ​​demons, but avoiding us, he is obviously jealous of us. I suggest that we just pretend not to know."

"Hmph, if we wait for him to be promoted to the realm of Martial Saint, are we going to bow down and claim the court?" Another deputy master snorted coldly.

"Kill, as a martial sage, how can we bow our heads to a little kid?" Another deputy sect master said murderously.

"Kill, you offend the Demon Ancestor, I don't agree to do this." A deputy sect master shook his head.

"The Demon Ancestor has been sealed for so many years, who knows when we will break through the seal, what are we afraid of?" The deputy master said coldly.

"You can't kill, as long as the Demon Ancestor does not die for a day, we will have to worry about it every day..."

The old-faced deputy master of the Demon Sect saw this, frowned, and said solemnly: "Since everyone disagrees, please vote. The minority obey the majority, how about?"

"agree!"

"agree!"

"And so..."

In this way, the nine deputy masters each wrote a word and placed it on the table in front of them.

The old-faced deputy master of the Demon Sect checked together, and finally came to this result.

Five deputy sect masters proposed to kill the demon's son in order to avoid future troubles, three deputy sect masters proposed to pretend to be unaware of the existence of the demon's child, and one proposed to honor the devil's child.

Regarding such a result, the deputy sect masters obviously had expected it a long time ago, without the slightest surprise.

After all, more than half of the nine deputy sect masters who were present later became martial sages. For these young martial sages, the demon ancestor is already a legendary existence, so naturally they will not be too jealous of the demon ancestor.

A few lifespans are about to end, and the long-lived deputy sect master feels that his life span is not long. Although he is a little afraid of the demon ancestor, he is not willing to respect a junior as the sect master.

It was the proposal of the only one who respected the son of the devil, causing the other eight deputy masters to look at each other with surprises.

"I don't know which Taoist friend this proposal comes from?" Someone asked curiously, knowing that they are all martial sages, how noble, how can they be willing to respect a junior.

Unfortunately, no one answered, because this is a secret ballot, and no one knows who voted for it.

"Since the result is like this, then..." The deputy sect master with the oldest face said at this time: "Old Eighth, Old Nine, you two will kill the son of the devil!"

After all, he pointed to the two deputy masters sitting in the last position.

Everyone was stunned.

"Big Brother, although the Demon Son has the Devouring Body, he has not reached the martial sage realm after all. Is it necessary to dispatch the two martial sages?" A deputy sect master doubted.

"The lion fights the rabbit, it is also doing its best, not to mention that the other party is the son of the devil, carefully sailing the ten thousand-year ship." The oldest deputy doormaster coldly snorted.

Everyone was speechless, and the two deputy masters who were sitting at the bottom stood up and teleported away directly.

...

Next to the altar of the evil demon forbidden ground, the golden array spirit, like an eternal existence, looked down on the vast expanse of land.

At this time, a blood-colored Changhong flew from a distance and flew directly to the altar.

The golden array spirit flashed his eyes, looked at the blood-colored Changhong, frowned, but did not make a move, letting the Changhong descend in front of the altar.

"Ye Tian, ​​do you think you have the Devouring Body only you know about it? Humph, this time, I see how you can escape the chase of the demon sages!"

Xihuang's elder brother looked at the direction of the evil demon forbidden area, his cold face showed a sneer.

Then, he turned into a light and disappeared on the altar.

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At the same time, in the abyss of despair, within that dark palace, a fiery golden light burst out from a bronze cauldron, dyeing the entire sky into gold.

"The seventh level of the Nine Revolutions body, this is probably the limit that the Nine Revolutions can cultivate. In the Shenzhou Continent today, I am afraid that there is no one who has cultivated to the eighth level of the Nine Revolutions!" Venerable Death looked at The bronze tripod in front of him was full of sigh.

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Since ancient times, although it is difficult to cultivate successfully for the seventh-level Nine-revolution fighting body, it is not without it. At least those geniuses of God's soil want to cultivate into the seventh-level Nine-revolution fighting body, it is still very easy.

However, it’s almost impossible for the eighth level of the Nine Revolutions to cultivate successfully, because if you want to cultivate the eighth level of the Nine Revolutions, you need the essence and blood of the Valkyrie. Although it does not require much essence and blood, it is a Valkyrie after all. Of blood.

In today's Shenzhou Continent, there is not even a Valkyrie, how can it be possible to get the blood of the Valkyrie.

The Demon Ancestor was alive, but his body was ruined, his godhead and battle soul were also sealed, there was no blood at all, where's the blood.

As for the Ninth Rank battle body on the ninth floor, it needs the essence and blood of Tianzun... This is simply a magical skill that cannot be practiced.

Therefore, Venerable Death felt that Ye Tian's ability to cultivate this Nine-turned Battle Body to the seventh level was already the limit.

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