Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 332 Phoenix Blood Warlock! True Spirit Bloodline

Upon seeing this, the news from Tianya Hai Pavilion should be correct.

Although this ancient and huge intelligence agency charges an extremely high price, the sources of the information it sells are accurate and honest.

Zheng Yi saw that Fan Xian'er no longer looked like before, and the coldness emanating from her body could be clearly felt at a glance.

And when Zheng Yi's figure appeared silently in front of Fan Xian'er's eyes, a touch of joy and agility suddenly appeared in his cold and silent eyes.

Zheng Yi frowned slightly. He felt strong ambition and a strong desire in his eyes, which was an urgent pursuit of strength.

"Master Bibo, stop talking, this is not the first time we have met."

"This time I heard the news you released and searched everywhere for my whereabouts. I took the risk to come and see you..."

"But before that, I have a question to ask you. Please answer me formally!"

Fan Xian'er stared at Zheng Yi's face and spoke slowly, word by word.

"It is rumored that you are a third-level monk, but what level of golden elixir are you at? Have you reached the eighth level?"

Fan Xian'er had obviously already thought about what to say in her mind. After waiting for Zheng Yi for so long, she had already organized her words and made a preemptive strike. She asked directly without any politeness.

The meaning of this question is not much different from the first time they met at the Floating Island Fairy Club.

But this time, Fan Xianer's tone seemed much more solemn and more urgent.

It's like a man dying in a well. Suddenly, he grabs a rope and can't wait to climb up.

"Um?!"

Zheng Yi stared at Fan Xian'er, his eyes like a deep pool, unfathomable.

Fan Xian'er's question really aroused his interest. His eyes were filled with light, and the air seemed to have stopped with his thoughts at this moment.

That's an absolute realm.

At this point in his Taoism, Zheng Yi has been unable to completely control his own aura because of his progress in cultivation. This is because his strength is as suppressed as a volcano, and he is getting closer and closer to the level of a Nascent Soul monk, unable to completely suppress it. One's own momentum affects changes in the surrounding world.

Therefore, the mind is slightly shaken, or the emotions are rippled, and a terrifying aura naturally spreads from the inside of the body, shaking out in the air like a tide.

For the Danjie monks, the level of Danjie is actually a core secret. The outside world can speculate based on various situations and clues, but even brothers from the same sect may not be able to actually detect it. Clear as day.

It is extremely rare for Fan Xianer to ask such a straightforward question.

Of course, when one's cultivation has reached Zheng Yi's level, ordinary Yuan Ying early stage monks may not be able to defeat him unless they fight to the death.

From this aspect, he has stepped into the highest level of Dongyuan Sea Territory, and there are not many people or things that he cares about and fears.

So there are not so many worries.

It might not be helpful to tell Fan Xian'er personally.

However, if you want someone of his level to speak, you probably won't be able to convince him if you don't have enough reasons.

"Actually, there is no other meaning. Since you want to find me, you must have also found out about the situation on Crane Island."

Fan Xian'er naturally knew this, and she also understood more clearly that her and Zheng Yi's statuses were not equal, their strengths were extremely different, and they had no right to negotiate equally, so she directly explained to herself first.

Let Zheng Yi rest assured.

It can be seen that the experience of losing her family in the past ten years has also made this once carefree little princess of Crane Island learn a lot and bear a lot.

She looked at Zheng Yi with firm eyes and continued without taking a step back.

"You should know that Xianhe Island has been destroyed by the Dragon Demon Court and has become history. Since you have spent so much effort to find me, part of the legacy left by Xianhe Island will naturally not be taken seriously by the world-famous Bibo Island Master. .”

Fan Xian'er concluded: "In this case, the only thing that can attract the attention of a monk of your level is the Phoenix bloodline left in me according to rumors."

Seeing Zheng Yi's eyes deep and noncommittal, Fan Xianer breathed a sigh of relief, as if a big stone had been put down. She knew that she had made the right bet.

Phoenix bloodline.

It must be the Phoenix bloodline!

Only this kind of thing can possibly attract the attention of an invincible monk at the level of Bibo Island Master.

And I am afraid that I only have this final trump card.

Fan Xianer continued to talk and said.

"If you are really here for the Phoenix bloodline, then we might want to get together!"

"Yes, the rumors are correct. Among the descendants of this generation on Crane Island, I am the only one who has inherited the Phoenix bloodline. Unfortunately, it is only a hidden one."

"I need enough strength to take revenge, and since I have the blood of the Phoenix, I need at least a third-grade golden elixir to help me."

"The magical power of the seventh-grade golden elixir is average, and it requires at least the magical power of the eighth-grade golden elixir to help me sort out and purify the bloodline heritage that I have refined in my body over the years, so that the Phoenix bloodline in my body can truly be released. After the Phoenix Nirvana, I was reborn with the powerful blood power of the Phoenix Blood Warlock."

The phoenix seeks the phoenix.

The phoenix is ​​the male and the phoenix is ​​the female.

The Phoenix bloodline was combined, and Fan Xianer was born as a daughter.

Once you awaken the Phoenix bloodline.

He is a Phoenix Blood Warlock that is rare to see in a hundred years.

Facing the almost solid air field around her and the terrible pressure, Fan Xianer seemed to have already put life and death aside. Her face was indifferent, like an iceberg queen. She was beautiful, but people didn't dare to get close to her.

At this moment, Fan Xianer was also gambling. They were betting on how much the famous Bibo Island Master needed the Phoenix bloodline, and they were also betting on his character and bottom line.

There was no trace of emotion on Fan Xian'er's face. As early as when Crane Island was destroyed and all her clan members and relatives were killed by the Dragon Demon Court, she had already lost her fear.

In her heart, the only thing she wants to do is take revenge.

As long as she can get revenge, she is willing to give everything.

And now, she has nothing to lose.

"Um?!"

Zheng Yi's expression moved slightly, and he realized what the former little princess of Crane Island was thinking about.

He also gained insight into the real reason why Fan Xianer pestered him in the Floating Island Fairy Association.

It turns out that the cause of everything was his identity as a third-grade golden elixir cultivator, which was making a fuss among the immortal cultivators in the archipelago.

in this case.

Everything is clear.

Zheng Yi understood.

At the same time, Zheng Yi also confirmed in his heart that he would not return empty-handed this time.

Originally, he was not a kind person. Now that Fan Xian'er has thrown himself into a trap, it may not be that easy to leave again.

After all, it was about the Nirvana method, the secret technique of the Heaven-Building Dao, and he was bound to get the Phoenix bloodline.

However, if Fan Xianer is not allowed to cooperate and he takes the Phoenix bloodline by force, the probability of success is too low, and he cannot do it in a short time.

Now, Fan Xianer directly put forward his request. The cooperation between the two parties is based on this basis, and everything goes smoothly.

With his ninth-grade golden elixir ability, it is not a bad idea to help Fan Xianer.

Likewise, the Phoenix bloodline is what you deserve.

"Don't worry about the level of the golden elixir. It's only stronger than the eighth-grade golden elixir..."

"I am willing to sort out the Phoenix bloodline for you and help you further awaken, but you need to hand over part of the Phoenix blood essence to me."

Zheng Yi said with calm eyes.

"This is our fair deal!"

Both parties had the same purpose and were able to meet each other's requirements. Therefore, there was no delay in the transaction and the two reached an agreement directly.

……

Taihua Island.

This is a stronghold of the demons.

Deep in the core of the island, in a secret room.

Zheng Yi and Fan Xianer sat cross-legged opposite each other.

Zheng Yi's eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they encompassed the sky and nothingness. In the deepest core of his eyes, a dazzling golden light was constantly flashing.

The aura on his body was pure, his magic power was flowing, and his Taoism was profound. A pure golden elixir aura slowly surged from the top of his head.

A faint golden light was released and surged towards the entire secret room. In just the blink of an eye, it filled every inch of air in sight. A moment later, Fan Xian'er's body disappeared into the endless bright golden light.

At the same time, countless strange patterns seeped out from the surface of Zheng Yi's pupils. The devil's relics were rotating rapidly, beating continuously in the sea of ​​consciousness. A majestic power of the soul surged out, as if Zheng Yi's own consciousness had turned into an invisible figure. Entered Fan Xianer's body.

Enveloped by the pure golden elixir aura, the outline of his spiritual body was faintly visible in the secret room.

Bits of golden light followed Fan Xian'er's skin, entered the inside of her body, passed through blood vessels, muscles, and various organs of the body, all the way up, and entered Fan Xian'er's head.

At this moment there is no distinction between men and women, no distinction between monks.

Some are just great avenues reaching the sky and bloodlines awakening.

Zheng Yi's soul and will finally penetrated into Fan Xianer's original soul space, standing in a void space, scanning the surroundings.

At the same time, the overwhelming power of the soul swept over the origin of her human consciousness.

There is a vast nothingness there, without any color or fluctuation, just like chaos, which has not been completely separated.

However, Zheng Yi was able to vaguely grasp a trace of original power that was completely different from the power he had perceived before.

Like a beating heart.

Vibrant and full of life.

He could clearly feel a hint of hot flames floating faintly in the air, as if there was something great hidden in this empty space.

But it seems to be obscured by some sense of ignorance, unable to fully awaken and release.

Zheng Yi's huge soul power drove the surging golden light, which continuously illuminated this chaotic void, illuminating the space with extraordinary clarity.

The slowly surging ripples layer by layer vibrated toward the farther void space.

Under the influence of the heavenly demon relic and the power of the ninth-grade golden elixir, no one knew how much time had passed. When Zheng Yi felt exhausted, a fiery red giant egg showed its outline.

(End of this chapter)