Chapter 970: Legend of the Red Emperor

Chapter 970: Legend of the Red Emperor

"Heaven sends a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first suffer their minds and wills, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies..."

Such words suddenly appeared in Ding Hao's heart.

The five-day purgatory tower is exactly this kind of treasure that tempers the body and mind.

Entering the tower, one day turns into five days. During these five days, after going through all kinds of torture, I strengthened my mind and polished my mind, and there was a huge improvement in both my body and my will. Then in this state, it is easy to break through!

Old Demon Li said, "The longer this treasure stays inside, the better, it's best to stay together for five days." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that Shaotian stayed until the morning of the fourth day, when he came out or else..."

He didn't continue talking, otherwise, I'm afraid it would not be the current ending.

Old Mo Li said again, "One day outside, five days in the tower, the pain is doubled, the threat is also doubled, it is quite effective in stimulating people's potential, and it is a good thing to advance and break through the bottleneck."

"What a treasure, it's really a treasure!" Ding Hao was overjoyed when he heard this.

Old Mo Li's gift was really timely, it was exactly what he needed.

"Of course it's a good treasure." Old Mo Li laughed, but a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

But in the next second, he still put this treasure in Ding Hao's hands, "Take it, I'll give it to you."

Ding Hao took the Five-Day Purgatory Tower and said hastily, "Senior Li, how dare I accept such a treasure? I just use it and return the original after I use it up."

Old Mo Li laughed, "How can it be so good? To tell you the truth, there is a limit to the number of people who can use this thing. When it comes to me, it can be used three times. I used it once, Shaotian used it once, wait for you After using it, this treasure will be invalid.”

"What..." Ding Hao looked even more shocked, looking down at the small tower in his hand.

No wonder Li Laomo was so pained to take out this treasure. It turned out that this treasure would become invalid after being used again! This kind of treasure, this kind of opportunity, really does not come easily! In this way, Lao Mo Li's gift is really big enough!

"Senior Li, I will not accept this gift, Xiao Ding." This gift is useful to Ding Hao, and Ding Hao will not refuse it. He said again, "Senior Li, if you need help from Xiao Ding in the future, I will do my best!"

Old Mo Li smiled and said, "There is no place to help, but in the future, Shaotian, please take him with you more." Although Old Mo Li smiled, his face was somewhat bitter.

The Artifact Refining Devil Sect, the richest sect in the Immortal Alchemy World! After finally cultivating a genius Li Shaotian, Ding Hao beat him to the point of losing confidence. As for being promoted to Tianmen, Old Mo Li didn't want to think about it anymore, he just wanted Ding Hao to lead Li Shaotian to mix with him in the future, and help Li Shaotian find a future, which would also be beneficial to the Artifact Refining Demon Sect.

Ding Hao was also unambiguous, and said solemnly, "This is a trivial matter. If I, Ding Hao, become the devil lord in the future and lead the sect to ascend to the Nine Heavens, Brother Shaotian can naturally follow us."

"Okay." Li Laomo said again, "And what I told you about your bone dragon last time."

"Yes."

The last time he was hunting for treasure in the abyss, Old Mo Li told Ding Hao that when he was free, he would let Ding Hao go to the Artifact Refining Demon Sect and tell Ding Hao about the bone dragon.

But then Ding Hao was useless, so the matter was delayed.

"That bone dragon,

What else to say? Ding Hao couldn't help asking.

Old Demon Li said, "That bone dragon has quite a history, it is a real flame dragon! When it was alive, it was a real dragon named in the True Dragon Hall!"

"The True Dragon Hall is named as the True Dragon!" Ding Hao's expression was shocked.

In this world, only those who have been certified by the True Dragon Palace can be called true dragons! As for being able to hang one's name in the True Dragon Palace, that's an even greater honor! That's a real dragon!

The so-called dragon clan is the core members of the real dragons!

When Ding Hao and Li Laomo said these things, the old crow could hear clearly in the star-absorbing stone, and his blood boiled at the moment.

"Unexpectedly, my body is not only a real dragon, but also a member of the dragon clan!" The old crow shot a red light from both eyes.

Old Demon Li said, "The name of this bone dragon is Chidi. It has a close relationship with the founding ancestor of my Demonic Artifact Sect. Therefore, after my ancestor founded the Demonic Artifact Sect, Chidi stayed in the Demonic Artifact Sect all the year round. Zong's flame boat until it dies."

Ding Hao was shocked, "How did the real dragon die?"

Old Demon Li said, "Red Emperor was originally in the True Dragon Hall, and he had conflicts with some other true dragons and fought with each other. He was seriously injured when he came out of the True Dragon Hall. As for the details, I don't know too much. In short, he died after suffering a hair injury, and after countless years in the sea of ​​flames in the flame boat, only this skeleton remained in the end."

"So that's the case." Ding Hao nodded, thinking that it's no wonder that the Red Emperor died, because he was killed by other real dragons.

Old Mo Li said again, "I'm telling you this because before Chidi died, he once said that one day, he will be reborn! As long as he refines his dragon balls, he will be his reborn body! After going through so much For many years, no one has been able to get this real dragon skeleton, but you got it later, and I don’t know if you have refined his dragon balls.”

"Dragon Ball!"

Ding Hao suddenly remembered that when he subdued the bone dragon, he took a white bead. That bead does not exist physically, so Ding Hao kept it in his sea of ​​consciousness. After so many years, this bead has never been used.

Thinking of this, Ding Hao thought, and a white bead floated in front of him.

Old Mo Li nodded and smiled, "It's this bead, but it seems that you haven't refined it. Keep it, and when you find someone who can refine it, it will be the rebirth of the Red Emperor. The biggest bead of the Red Emperor The dream is to return to the True Dragon Hall one day, and hope that the reborn person can take his body back and get back his True Dragon Card!"

After saying this, Old Mo Li left without saying anything else.

Ding Hao watched Old Mo Li leave, and suddenly he had a thought, and put the white beads into the star-absorbing stone.

"Old Crow, the Dragon Ball is for you. If you can refine it, this is your creation, and you are the rebirth of the Red Emperor."

Now the old crow became excited and said excitedly, "My God, master, I'm no more excited than today! When I was a little blood crow, I felt that I would be a person who will do great things in the future! I feel that I will always be extraordinary in the future!"

Ding Hao said with a smile, "You have a second-grade illness!"

"No, no." The old crow shook his head and said, "I really have this feeling. I feel that I am a different big man who came to this world with a special mission! Now it seems that everything has come true. So I It is the rebirth of the Red Emperor. As a blood crow, I was waiting for you. You help me enter the original Red Emperor's body and let me regain control of this body. One day, I will become the real Red Emperor. It's all God's will!"

Although the old crow swears, but Ding Hao still thinks it is quite a second.

"It's useless to say that, you refine the dragon ball first."

...

Ding Hao was in a good mood, and Leng Xiaoyu was also in a good mood.

Although facing the strong Meng Ao in this scene, Leng Xiaoyu still wants to challenge Meng Ao.

Don't seek victory, only seek to improve yourself.

The reason why Leng Xiaoyu is so confident is because of the emerald green blood that Ding Hao gave her.

Congealing fat and green blood is one of the three great skills of the Jade Blood Demon Sect. This kind of thing is quite difficult to refine! Incomparably precious, Xue Potian himself has two pieces, to prevent accidents, the elders of his sect gave him another piece of the most precious fat coagulating ancient blood! This is left by the ancient strong man, and it is the best among the fat and green blood!

Xue Potian was not willing to eat at the most critical moment, but he was stolen by Xiaobi.

Now it fell into Leng Xiaoyu's hands.

"The seventh round, the first round, Meng Ao of the Seven Emotions Demon Sect vs. Xiaoyu Saintess of the Holy Land of the Blood Pond!"

When the judging elders finished announcing, the competition field really became excited.

"In this scene, will the proud son of heaven continue the myth of the strong, or will the princess of the blood path, the little fish and the saint, interpret the legend of the dark horse?"

"Nonsense, how can there be so many dark horses? Leng Xiaoyu will lose this game!"

"Guess, will Little Fish Saintess admit defeat as soon as she enters the arena?"

Meng Ao and Leng Xiaoyu, the difference in strength between the two is too great.

Even Lao Lei, who likes to talk a lot, dare not make random predictions. He said, "Of the two semi-finals, this one is the least controversial one. The Saintess Xiaoyu is definitely not Meng'ao's opponent. The highlight of this match is whether the Saintess Xiaoyu can be like Zhang Shasha. How about forcing Mengao to use the Vulcan Spear?"

"Yeah!"

Many people nodded and said yes, Zhang Shasha was able to use desperate tactics back then, forcing Meng Ao to use the Vulcan Spear to defeat. And this time, does Xiaoyu Shengnv have the strength to force Meng Ao to use the Vulcan Spear?

Meng Ao stood high in the air, with a fiery red paper crane under his feet, and the paper crane soared in the blue sky with its big wings flapping.

Leng Xiaoyu stepped on her huge blood pool crystal flying treasure and went up to meet it.

"Saint Xiaoyu, no matter if the opponent is a man or a woman, I will not show mercy! If you are sensible, just admit defeat." Meng Ao said coldly.

Although Leng Xiaoyu is quite pretty, Meng Ao's eyes are only those female cultivators in the Nine Heavens, and she doesn't even look at the female cultivators in the lower realm. It doesn't matter how beautiful you are, it doesn't matter how talented you are, people from the lower realms are people from the lower realms, this is an inexplicable sense of superiority of the Nine Heavens monks.

Leng Xiaoyu's voice was like a silver bell, and he said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Mengao, since I'm here, I really want to ask for advice. You'd better not show mercy, or you may fail."

"Haha." Meng Ao laughed loudly, his eyes turned cold after laughing, "Funny! Princess Blood Dao is just a monk from the lower realm, coaxing me is useless! The final outcome is to slap myself in the face! "

"Really? Then let's start." After Leng Xiaoyu finished speaking, he raised his hand to release the thick green blood, spit out a mouthful of flames, refined it into a blood mist, and then inhaled it...

There are more in the afternoon.