Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

After the poison failed, the family finally began to stop.

In fact, they didn't want to kill Su Shen either, and that depends on their medication. Their aim is to control Su Shen to counter the threat that the hands of fate may come.

But if you fail, you have to be aware of the loser.

The advent of a mysterious orchestra soon spread in Longshan City. Su Shen had no intention of stopping it, nor did he care if the hand of fate knew beforehand and was prepared.

Today, Su Shen is still immersed in the study of the aortic system.

A great deal of learning gives him more and more knowledge of the world's truth, and from time to time he communicates with Patrick remotely. Although the family has left, with Patrick taking possession of the body of the communication puppet, Su Shen actually has the equivalent of having hyper-distance means of communication, which allows him to stay in touch with the family at all times.

Su Shen is still in the study today, but he is no longer reading, but writing.

He is sorting out and summarizing some of his masterpieces.

“Mr. Blue Mark.” Going back to the mountains shouted outside.

The more you return to the mountains, the more you are the elder of this family, the Wuhuan Architect.

“Come on in.” Su Sin's head didn't lift up either.

Going back into the mountains, he bowed down to Su Shen and said: "Sir, all the materials you need are ready. ”

“Well, give it to me.” Su Shen Dao.

Return to the mountains to remove the material from the source ring and place it on the Su Shen case.

These are all the things Su Shen named and searched for. I don't know what to do, except who Su Shen is.

Su Shen put away the materials directly and threw the book in his hand to the Mount Ji Yue: "This is the archaeological inheritance of the Mount Ji family that I have just sorted out. Let me give it to you to see if it's still a rule these days. ”

I heard that it was the art of tidying up the mountain family, and the mountain back didn't care.

He just opened his hand a little bit and looked at it. He couldn't open his eyes immediately: “This is... this is...”

“Well, I've improved a few of the techniques, and the power should be two to forty percent higher than ever, nothing.” Su Shen whispered.

It's nothing?

What do you mean, nothing?

Any mature art is ultimately characterized by the efforts and application of countless talents over the centuries, and their very existence to this day illustrates the choices made by the times. In such cases, any improvement could in turn undermine its structure and prevent it from regressing.

It is therefore a fairly difficult thing to improve the art of the arts today, when it is becoming more mature.

Any archaeologist who can improve an archaeology can praise it for a moment, become a truly meaningful college student and earn the appreciation of the Yu aristocracy. Even an aristocratic seal can be obtained if the improvement has obvious effects.

And now, in a matter of days, this Mr. Qingcai has improved several of his techniques, increasing his power by 20 to 40%. This is not a small improvement, but a huge breakthrough. How can he not be shocked when he returns to the mountains?

And after reading the book, he can basically confirm that Su Shen is telling the truth. How can he not be thrilled and horrified by the content, the spirit, the wonder and the sophistication of the structure, which is recorded here, which makes one see at a glance what is unusual?

Su Shen doesn't care at all, it really doesn't matter to him.

“Well, it's fair to make up for the possible loss of Yu Qinglan, right?” Su Shen saw the shock in his heart, but he didn't care.

“This... oh... is it..." The more I went back to the mountains, the more I wanted to say yes, I didn't feel right, I wanted to say no, I didn't dare to collide, I didn't know what to say for a while.

Su Sin sighed and smiled. He didn't care.

At this point, listen to the external disturbing protrusion.

Baby Ying's footsteps rang with her frightened voice: "Sir, the hand of destiny is coming! ”

“Oh, finally? ”

Su Shen waited for these days, just waiting for the hand of fate, so we could solve the problem together.

Hear it now, go out now.

There are three feathers standing in the courtyard of the Mountain clan.

When a woman in red first had a pair of red wings and a long red hair, it looked like a fire burning in the bear. The other two were a pair of twin brothers with exactly the same face, but with the exact opposite skin tone, one black, one white, and the wings flipped over, and the black one had a pair of silver wings, and the white one had black wings.

Seeing the appearance of these three feathers, the face of the mountain changed dramatically: "Fire weaver, the wind of confusion. ”

“Yo, you know our name?” The central fireweaver made a giggling laugh.

When he heard the name of the fireweaver, Su Shen instinctively looked at the woman's feather more often.

At this moment, the woman Yu noticed and looked at Su Shen: “I heard that the Zhishan family found an invisible mountain to lean against. Looks like you. So, you're the one who's gonna stand up for the Mountain Clan? ”

“It's me." Su Shenhui replied.

"Sir, be careful. One of them is a seven-ring artist and the other two is a six-ring artist. ”

Seven Ring Olympians are already typical senior artists in the Land of the Clouds, and the fireweavers are famous even among the Seven Ring Olympians. They belong to the outstanding category, definitely not any opponent can overstep the challenge. As for the wind of confusion brothers, although it's only six rings, their weird ability to join forces makes them equal to a seven-ring.

So the three big figures came together, naturally because they knew the existence of "blue marks”, so they sent three strong hands at once.

In the Seven Kingdoms of Humanity, this is already a big character on the side of the town, and in the Yu Nation, their status is no less low.

As a result, even the more he returned to the mountains, the less confidence he had in Su Shen.

It is only a pity that even if he regrets it now, he can only hope that the hand of destiny will not kill him once he has the map.

Su Shen didn't care at all: “Seven rings? That's good. That should be a tough opponent. ”

“What, you don't think you have a chance?” The fireweaver has been ironic.

Su Shen chuckled: “If you fight, you'll know. ”

“Die!” The woven woman's face was heavy and a fiery male flame had swept out.

She called herself a fireweaver and was naturally unusual in her control of the flames. This flaming light alone demonstrates something completely different from others. Under her control, all the flame elements in the surrounding sky are controlled by her, burning to the fullest, releasing her own light and heat.

But this was just the beginning, and she called the woven woman, the weaver of the flames, and that flame flowed in her hand as if it were a needle in a woman's hand, drawing a beautiful pattern after pattern.

And at this moment, under her control, the flame first outlines a giant red lotus, rising.

“Flaming Red Lotus! ”

This red lotus blossomed, but it included the entire family of returning to the mountains. Apparently, the fireweaver was quite lethal.

Su Shen shook his head in the face of the powerful offense of the fireweavers: “Simple power sometimes does not solve the problem, let alone you who are the sole controller of the source. ”

In the course of his speech, the fireweaver discovered with horror that her power had subsequently been interrupted.

A stronger will to compete with her for power.

It is not unusual to compete for the power of the source, after all, the energy turbulence is based on the competition for the energy of the source gases. To put it bluntly, everyone wants and manipulates the power of the source between heaven and earth, but there is only so much power in the same heaven and earth, and nature can only compete.

This is the limit of those who control the power of the heavens and the earth. The path to the self-world is different, and the enhancement of one's own power can greatly counter the limits of the heavens and the earth.

This is also an important reason why people later gradually abandoned Olympic art.

But like Su Shen, who can directly interrupt her control of the source force, the fireweaver still sees it for the first time.

Source Qi's competition for source power is like grabbing food in the same pot, you can only eat as much as you can, but it is difficult to interrupt each other completely.

You know, even the Ten Rings artists have a hard time doing this. How did this one called Blue Mark do that?

Is he a legendary archeologist?

Together, the fireweaver trembled uncontrollably.

Su Shen is certainly not a legendary archaeologist, and he can do this based entirely on four points. One is his precise control of the source energy. He saw through the energy turbulence during the Battle of the Riot and the Colorful Heart, and now he has improved his understanding of the source energy. The second is his grasp of space, which is ubiquitous and all-encompassing in itself. It can also help him to disconnect the firewoman from the source. Third, his flame mastery. Of all the elements, Su Shen is best versed in flame elements, after all, his strongest means is flame phoenix. Finally, his own strength suppressed the fireweaver.

When these points are combined, it is not surprising that Su Shen would not be able to interrupt the fireweaver's control of the flame so thoroughly if he changed his opponent, or if the fireweaver changed his art.

The fireweaver, not knowing, was terrified and stuck at the time.

“You... you... how could you?” She screamed.

Su Shen chuckled: “You really hit the knife. ”

As he spoke, that flaming red lotus had become a flaming counterpart.

Because of his identity, Su Shen did not change the Flaming Red Lotus into Fire Phoenix, but attacked the opponent in the most original state, which naturally lacked power. But even so, it frightens the spectators.

What kind of tactic is this? Turning each other's art into their own?

This isn't good, okay?

The fireweaver looked frightened and scared. Finally, she was not scared to death and screamed backwards.

At the same time, the brothers of the wind of confusion joined hands.

They didn't know what the fireweavers were going through, so they had the nerve to attack.

When they do, they are two powerful six-ring Olympics.

Ghost Cry!

Bright starlight!

A black-and-white charm brightens, brightens the sky and creates a strange murderous atmosphere.