Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

When he came out of the walking palace, Ye Feng Cold was still a bit of a nightmare, so that he saw nothing and nothing.

Often and strangely, look at him: "How do you look so strange and depressed? The lord didn't reprimand you, did he? No, you've done such a great job...”

“No, it's a reward, just a little tired.” Ye Feng answered powerlessly.

“Tired?” often confused.

Anything else I wanted to ask, I finally realized something was wrong.

He sniffed his nose like a dog several times: "You smell... for God's sake, are you on fire? ”

He grabbed Ye Feng's collar: “Say, how did you burn the spirit? ”

“The Patriarch himself toppled me, guided me, and promoted me.” Ye Fenglian replied.

There was always a setup with the excited whole person: “I told you, there must be an extra reward. It actually helped you to promote directly to the burning spirit... the burning spirit! ”

“More than that.” Ye Feng Ling spewed out two words, often listening and staying together: “What else? ”

Ye Fenglian answered with impatience: "In addition to helping me to promote the spirit of burning, the lord passed on the sixth floor of the Fairy Mind Act, a piece of space equipment, three bottles of Dan medicine to improve mental strength, and… seven blood heavens and earth phases. ”

“Space… equipment, seven… seven bloodlines.” It's not good enough to say anything about stuttering.

When Su Shen returned, he refined a batch of space equipment using the empty gold he had brought back, finding a large number of good players who understood the source array and built it.

However, these equipment are invaluable. Naturally, they are used for high-level use. I didn't expect Ye Feng Cold to be able to mix one. I don't know what kind of space equipment it is.

But space equipment is nothing compared to the seven bloodlines.

The Seven Bloods of Heaven and Earth is Su Shen's most powerful divine talent, attacking and defending one another, and powerful. When the spirit was still burning, the seven blood heavens and earth opposed the dominion, and the power was visible.

Ye Feng's cold has been passed down? This is the right rhythm for passing on disciples.

How can you not be shocked and not be jealous?

Ye Feng sighed coldly: “But on condition. ”

“Conditions? What conditions?” Calm down as soon as you hear the conditions.

“Zong, as an advance team, I went to the Nightmare Forest. ”

That's how it is.

What happened to the ring plain frightened Su.

He can care less about himself, but he can't care less about extremism.

A corridor plain is going to wipe out a super big battle with no extreme half power, so what happens to nightmare forests, ghost gardens, demon ravines, death shrines, caves?

Su Shen can't be careless.

So he came to Ye Fenglian.

So much for him, it's a reward for him, it's a burden for him.

Nightmare Forest is one of the four great Jedi of the Dark Kingdom.

It may have the name of a Jedi, like a rift in the wind, without posing any threat to the extremists. But it can also be like a corridor plain with a peaceful surface and a hidden machine inside.

Anyway, someone needs to visit before they can.

All in all, the Ring Plains thing taught Su Shen a lesson that made him pay more and more attention to the spiritual tribe, sending a large number of disciples into the enemy's territory secretly to understand the truth.

On the other hand, the issue of ethnic attacks finally spread in the dark at this time.

Tens of thousands of caves.

Located in the far north of the central part of the source continent, frozen soil for many years, the land is extremely hard, and most surprisingly, the land in the area is energy absorbing, making it difficult to do too much damage even if the imperial strongman strikes with all his might.

Yet there is a vast underground space where energy is unaffected.

Yes, the kingdom of the spirits, the Dark City, is underground.

It is an underground city, situated at 500 feet below the center of the Million Caves, built entirely of dark green limestone, with powerful source energy absorption properties that make it innate to withstand super-strong attacks, not at all robust.

On the other hand, the Dark City is even more so because of the complexity of its surroundings.

To attack the Dark City, you have to go underground from the surface.

This means going through long underground tunnels.

The Ling clan's underground tunnel system is extremely complex. Because it is an underground tunnel, the road is narrow and only allows one person to pass naturally, so the advantages of the large army do not make any sense here. To enter the underground world, one must enter through the underground pipeline at a time.

After entering the underground tunnel, countless forks are encountered first.

You don't know which is the way to the underground city, you have to find it one by one.

By mistake, greeting you is a fatal trap.

This is the result of looking the wrong way, looking the right way, more trouble.

The Ling clan Fei Wan Guangyin, dug countless dark chamber doors on the passage, hiding the Ling clan, puppet, organ, formation law inside. Any intruder who crosses these corridors is confronted with a wide variety of indescribable attacks.

This is the central defense of the Dark City.

As for the surface, it is the external defense of the Dark City, which is also home to castles and various source formations to thwart and weaken the attacking enemy.

The triple defense system has made the Dark City an equally famous unbreakable stronghold in the world, and has allowed the spiritual people to spend 10,000 years here in peace.

Most of the time, these spiritual tribes stay in their own coffins, experiment in silence, or go to a region to thrive for experimental needs or whatever purpose.

But today, a strange bell broke the tranquility.

Tink, tick, tick!

Strange and strange bells rang, ignoring the limits of distance directly, echoing in the hearts of every spiritual clan.

“This is…” Ulrich raised his head from his own buried book and remembered it a lot before remembering: “Mobilizing the whole thing? Oh, this is the build-up bell, the death death bell. Haven't heard that bell for a long time. ”

Ulrich mumbled, and the spiritual clan calmed down for so long that he didn't even think of the significance of the death mourning bell.

When the death bell rings, it means a death conference.

The Conference of Death, the General Assembly of the Spiritual Nation, is, in a sense, the supreme meeting.

Now that the death bell is ringing, there must be something big going on.

Ulrich stashed the books and walked out of his house.

Walking out the door, you can see a spiritual clan swaying towards Central Square.

“Hey, Ulrich, you know what happened?” A spiritual clan came and asked.

“I'm sorry, I don't know.” Ulrich shook his head.

“I don't know why, I have a bad feeling. This death mourning clock may not be good news. ”

“I'm sorry, did the death bell send any good news? Why didn't I know? ”

“No, not this time!” The spiritual clan said seriously.

His translucent body revealed a hint of ripples, caused by a restless feeling of boredom and excitement.

“Calm down!” Ulrich soothes: “Whatever happens, time erases everything. ”

“Bless us, the Immortal Lord! ”

The two spiritual clans uttered a sentence at the same time and then stopped talking and headed straight to Central Square.

When you get to Central Square, you can see that the density and numbness of the place is crowded with spiritual tribes, and the spiritual tribes are constantly floating outside.

The spiritual community has become lonely, and most of the time no more than ten spiritual communities would have come together if it had not been for the war or the death conference.

Another while later, the spiritual tribe that cannot be seen outside means that almost all spiritual tribes have arrived.

A low, slightly sandy voice sounded over the sky: "My compatriots. ”

“Wise Menelas!” All spiritual communities respond in unison.

On the core high platform in front of Central Square, the figure of a spiritual clan gradually emerged.

The fog clouded his figure, making it difficult to distinguish his face, but the enormous spiritual fluctuations emanating from the fog confirmed that it was their leader, the Lord of the Spirit Nation, the wise Menelas.

"I have some bad news for you," said Menelas. "The people have invaded. ”

Was it an invasion war?

Not surprisingly, many spiritual tribes became aware of this possibility after the death bell rang, and now it is just a testament.

But isn't it strange that a human invasion is worth a death conference?

Menelas gave you the answer very quickly.

“By the time the news reached them, they had taken over the corridor plain. ”

- What? - What?

This news shocked the spirits.

As soon as the attack was too fast and the news reached Dark City, the people had struck down the corridor plain. The second is the significance of the corridor plain, where spiritual tribes spend countless hard work. In the minds of spiritual peoples, the ring plain is the end of the invaders, and they are not willing to go any further.

But now, why hasn't the Great Battle worked?

Spiritual communication instantaneously rises, and spiritual fluctuations increase hundreds of times directly at the level that is difficult to detect.

Until a powerful mind broke in: "Enough! Message has been confirmed and need not be questioned. The question now is how to deal with it. ”

“What else can we do? Of course, fight them to the end!” The spirits have responded.

Spirits are cold-blooded, but that doesn't mean they have no temper.

If people dare to invade, let them taste the power of the spiritual clan!

“I need to build an army and stop them before they attack the Temple of Death.” Menelas continues.

That is the purpose of the Death Congress.

Formation of Legions.

Because every spiritual people is born with powerful power, it can be said that all the people are soldiers, but because of this, there is no standing legion.

Whenever the Great War is upon us, the Lord of the Spirit will form a legion directly, returning to his place after the end of the war.

This has become a habit for spirits.

“Listen to your summons!” All spiritual communities respond together.

“Then this time the Lord of Leadership will have Montaufa to take over. ”

“Follow your instructions.” One spiritual clan responded loudly, while the others did not respond.

The spiritual wars are personal in nature, and the Lord has never had much significance. Combined with the natural apathetic power of the spiritual people, the Lord's choice is even more casual.

"Montofa formed an army and all the spiritual tribes went to report," said Menelas, after having so named the master. The ruling elder came with me and convened an interim council of governors. ”