The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Divine blood?"

The Taixu son frowned.

"Yes!" Elder Xuheng nodded, "It was the news sent back by the doormen sent to the East China Sea, that the traces of the descendants of the gods were found in the East China Sea. In this family, there may still be ancients. God's blood."

"Nine kinds of supreme blood without cultivation of immortal blood, although demon blood is the best, but the spirit blood is also good. Ancient gods are also born with magical powers. Once you distill the spirit blood into immortal blood, you can get that. Divine powers."

"The supreme demon blood is too difficult to find, most of them are on those wild mountains, so it is better to use this god blood."

The hypocrisy hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Whether it is demon blood or deity blood, it can be cultivated into the blood of the immortal.

It's just that mysterious blood is more mysterious than demon blood, and people can't figure out what magic power is contained in it. If you are lucky, you can get a powerful magic power, but if you have bad luck, you get a chicken power, then you lose.

"Get it first and see what kind of god is from the ancients," he said.

Ancient gods also have ethnic groups, and their magical powers are different.

The Lei tribe, the rain master tribe, and the medicine tribe are actually descendants of the gods, but their bloodline of the gods is very weak, and they are no longer true descendants of the gods.

The true descendants of gods are now rare, most of them live in hiding, hiding outside the Eight Wastelands, the extremely remote and wild places like the ruins of the Four Seas.

"I also thought of it this way. I'll get it before I talk."

After a pause, he said again: "You don't have to worry about your son, now there is just a trace of news. The doormen there haven't figured out the situation yet. After they figured out, knowing the origin and strength of this family, the son again It’s not too late."

He said, his face slightly dignified.

"This family of descendants of the spirits are all extraordinary and not to be underestimated. We have to make a decision and think twice."

In his tone, he was a bit afraid.

There is no simple tribe of descendants of gods that can continue to the present day. They are all famous tribes of the ancient gods. Even if they are too empty, they should be afraid of three points.

They can't act recklessly without knowing the true strength of this group.

Prince Tai Xuan nodded: "Then let the people there continue to inquire, and also tell them to act carefully, not to be disturbed, or to anger the other party, if we can not use hands, use our treasures of the sky to exchange for this Spirit blood, that is the best."

"I know!"

The two discussed for a moment, and the too-virtual son returned to his palace.

At this time, Tang Hao also withdrew his gaze.

"The ruins of the East China Sea...Descendants of the gods..."

He murmured, turned his eyes, and looked towards the East China Sea.

He has also been to the East China Sea a few times, arrested Rui Beast, looking for Buddha's blood, and he went several times.

However, the East China Sea is too big, and the places he has been to are really insignificant compared to the entire East China Sea. This East China Sea is so big that even if he flew for a month, I am afraid it would not reach the end.

No one knows that the end of the East China Sea is there.

According to the distance, the world has also divided the waters of the East China Sea into several parts. When they first arrested the beasts, they went to the far sea.

This ruins of the East China Sea is a farther sea, the farthest place that the cultivator can reach.

Going further east, it is extremely dangerous, and few cultivators can enter.

For the Eight Wastelands, the ruins of the East China Sea are a land of extinction, a wild land, and few cultivators are willing to go there.

Because it is too remote and the information is extremely blocked, it is almost isolated from the Eight Wastelands, and few people know the situation there.

"I don't know which kind of god..."

Tang Hao was a little curious.

At the same time, he is also a little emotional, he still lacks two kinds of blood, one is Buddha's blood, and the other is divine blood.

Although he can refine the blood of the spirits, he can refine the bones of the spirits in the body and restore them to the blood of the spirits, but this will undoubtedly weaken his physical body. If he can find new blood of the spirits, he need not be so troublesome.

"It seems that I have to go to the ruins of the East China Sea!"

Tang Hao quickly made up his mind.

He had to grab this blood of the gods. The first thing was to snipe the prince and delay the progress of his blood coagulation. The second came from his own needs.

"The doorman of Taixutian is still inquiring about the situation now. The son of Taixu won't leave to go. Waiting for him to start, it is estimated that it will take a few days. This time is the best time for me to act."

Tang Hao's thinking is very clear. With the help of Heaven's Eye, he has an insight into his opponent's plan in advance. Then he must seize the time and act in advance so that he can take the opponent one step first and thoroughly grasp the opportunity.

"Go to the ruins of the East China Sea first, understand the situation there, and then inquire about the descendants of the gods. If they can, they will take blood in advance."

Without further ado, Tang Hao set off immediately.

He galloped in the direction of the East China Sea and traveled through the void from time to time.

It was half a month after he arrived at his destination.

On his way, he also paid close attention to the situation of Taixutian, and also inquired about the ruins of the East China Sea.

Although the ruins of the East China Sea are wild places, there are also many cultivators and forces, and there are many strong men of seven robbery levels.

These forces occupy the island, the stronger the strength, the more islands there are, and the higher the quality of the fairy veins.

"Wan Xianmeng, Lingtai Xian Pavilion, Xuanji Mountain... These are the powers of the East Sea ruins. There is a seven robbery sitting in these forces. If it is placed in the Eight Wastelands, it will not be weak."

"Among them, Wanxianmeng is the largest and has the most islands. Wanxiandao, where its headquarters is located, is also the largest fairy island in the ruins of the East China Sea. It is the most cultivated and lively place here. Go here!"

"The people who are so vain may be in Wanxian Island at the moment. You can meet them first to see how much information they have."

Tang Hao pondered a little, but he had a plan.

He took out the chart, recognized the direction of Wanxian Island, and swept away.

Soon, on the sea in front of him, there appeared a vast land, which is an island, clearly like a small continent, above the mountain range, the fairy air, the weather is amazing.

From a distance, we can see that there are flying fairy lights above the island, coming and going, ups and downs, and it is very lively.

When approaching, Tang Hao stretched out his face, changed his body, and became a middle-aged man. His breath fell to the early stage of the Six Tribulation.

He wanted to be a little more low-key, but considering that this is a wild place, with respect for strength, showing the early strength of the Six Tribulations, it can save a lot of trouble and won't attract too much attention.

Then he sank and landed on the island.