I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 302

National Teacher’s House.

Early in the morning, the emperor hurried over, because the national teacher sent him a message, and the blood exchange pill was practiced.

“Master, where is the blood exchange pill, give it to me quickly!”

The emperor is eager.

The older you are, the more you have, the more you are afraid of death.

He has been emperor for more than 30 years, has mastered the greatest power in the world, eats the best food in the world, and plays with the most beautiful woman in the world. Therefore, he does not want to die, he has to live forever.

For this reason, he’reluctantly’ sacrificed his thirteen sons for only one blood replacement pill.

Purdue Cihang’s expression was indifferent, his hands folded together: “Amitābha, your majesty, don’t be impatient. The blood exchange pill is the elixir of Immortal Ascension, which requires meditation, and also requires the ministers and princes to pray together to achieve the greatest effect. .”

The emperor was surprised: “The national teacher means, my princes, who other ministers are there?”

In order to refine the blood exchange pills, he not only contributed thirteen sons, but also more than 300 civil servants and generals, all of whom were imprisoned in various names by him, and then secretly transported to the National Teacher’s Mansion.

According to the words of the national teacher, the blood exchange pill is an elixir that is born to be psychic. It needs to be based on the blood of the royal family and supplemented by the blood of the civil and military officials. It is like a country that combines the monarchs and ministers before they can be practiced.

Purdue Cihang’s mouth had an evil smile and said, “Naturally. The poor monks just take a small amount of Blood Essence pill refining from them, and they will not harm their lives. They are naturally there.”

The emperor laughed and said happily: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier, that made me feel guilty during this period of time.”

“Your Majesty, please.”

“Teacher, please!”

Following Purdue Cihang, the emperor came to the main hall of Cihang Hall.

This Great Hall is in the shape of Eight Trigrams. Entering into the Great Hall, there are rows of actions in each of the eight directions, from low to high. Above, there are civil and military officials sitting in the Lotus Position.

These civil and military officials looked solemn and closed their eyes as if they were meditating on cultivation.

His eight sons sit in the middle of the front row on the eight sides of Eight Trigrams.

In the middle of the Great Hall, there is an altar.

This altar has three floors. On the first floor, Lotus Position sits with his five sons, including the prince. On the second floor is placed a ceremonial vessel such as a tripod. On the third floor is a blood-red Medicine Pill. Suspended in the air.

Like a burning flame, gorgeous and dazzling.

The emperor was very satisfied. He had such a sense of ritual. No wonder the national teacher had to prepare secretly for so long. It was really embarrassing for the national teacher. Before, he had all kinds of suspicions about the other party.

At the moment he saw Medicine Pill, the emperor held his breath, staring at him, he couldn’t move away.

After a long time, he gasped and said, “Guo Shi, is that the blood exchange pill?”

Purdue Cihang’s mouth turned up, and his voice softly said, “Yes, your majesty, that is the exchange pill. Go swallow it, so that you can fade away from Immortal Ascension and rejuvenate.”

The emperor nodded stupidly, his eyes flushed red, and he strode up to the altar without noticing the prince he had just passed by. In fact, he had already breathed out.

When he came to the altar, the emperor grabbed Medicine Pill with a big hand, and then he couldn’t wait to raise his head and take it down.

He looked serene and closed his eyes slightly, as if waiting for the beginning of Fafan Immortal Ascension.

Only soon, he opened his eyes, revealing an expression of pain.

He felt a living creature appearing in his body, gnawing his stomach.

He turned his head to look at the national teacher with difficulty, and said in horror: “National teacher, what is going on, how can I feel something in my stomach.”

Purdue Cihang smiled, how kind this smile was before the emperor, and how terrifying it is now.

At this moment, even if the emperor was faint, he was aware of the problem.

It’s just that everything is too late.

what!

The emperor screamed and fell to the ground, rolling violently, a stream of blood overflowing from his mouth and nose.

After a while, his body became stiff and he lost his voice completely.

The emperor was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open and staring at him, while he was on his stomach with something arching and walking slowly.

Tear!

The belly and dragon robe were torn, and a blood-colored centipede of about ten centimeters emerged from it.

Purdue Cihang’s eyes were joyful, and he finally finished the last step of the Nielong Swallowing Heaven Formation before the King of Chu attacked the royal capital.

This evil dragon swallowing sky formation is to use the emperor, prince, and civil and military officials’ Blood Essence Hun and Po to turn into a evil dragon to devour the fortune of the country, and then transfer it to him.

This world of air luck is too great, especially the dragon of air luck possesses not weak power.

If he swallows it directly, it is easy to suffer backlash, and it may hurt both sides by then.

As for the thousand monks and soldiers, they were all deceiving the emperor.

As long as he is Immortal Ascension, who is the emperor in this world is not his final say.

He didn’t care about what the King of Chu was not the King of Chu.

He walked onto the altar, his mouth was slightly open, and the blood-colored centipede turned into a bloody glow and fell into his mouth, and then crawled into his stomach along his throat.

A breath of real dragon radiated from his body.

Purdue Cihang straightened the emperor and sat in the Lotus Position. He sat opposite the emperor, pinched the Yin Jue with both hands, pressed it on the altar, and activated the Nielong Swallowing Formation.

Hum! Hum!

With the activation of the Nielong Swallowing Sky Formation, countless national destinies flooded into his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Purdue Cihang showed joy, his body began to split, a black centipede broke out of its shell, and then quickly expanded, and soon smashed the roof of the temple, standing in the void.

“Centipede, what a big centipede!”

“Oh my God, how could there be such a big centipede, and it’s still the National Teacher’s Mansion!”

“It is said that the national teacher is a monster, but I didn’t expect it to be true, and it is still a centipede!”

…

The body of hundreds of meters is too big, and hundreds of people have exclaimed.

Even entering the successful army, almost collapsed in fright.

The Centipede Jing ignored Xia Yu and the others outside the National Teacher’s Office. It turned its head toward the center of the imperial city, and then sucked with its mouth long.

Xia Yu and others opened their eyes one after another. They saw the purple rays of light rising into the sky in the center of the imperial city. Among them, there was a dragon of luck, ups and downs, but at this moment it was wailing.

Countless qi transports turned into a long river, flowing into the mouth of centipede essence one after another.

“No, this centipede wants to swallow the dragon and transform it into a dragon, stop him!”

Su Mu’s face changed drastically, and he roared bitterly.

He couldn’t think that this centipede had actually reached Realm, which was about to transform into a dragon. This was at least the Cultivation Base at the peak of the Dao Fetal Stage.

So in any case, they have to stop it.

Otherwise, once the centipede refines the dragon successfully, not only will they die, but the entire Yangjian will become a farm for monsters.

“White Tiger kills the soul!”

Huang Ji yelled, he made the quickest shots, soaring into the sky with the kick of his feet.

Clang!

The treasure sword came out of its sheath, and a bright blade suddenly appeared, and it was cut on the centipede’s head in an instant.

“Big Yin & Yang hands!”

Su Mu shot almost at the same time, his right palm shot out, and a huge palm tens of meters long emerged, appearing in Yin & Yang two colors, and firmly grasped the body of the centipede.

Roar!

The centipede essence made a sound similar to the dragon’s chant. With a violent swing of its body, it shattered the big Yin & Yang hand.

At the same time, he shook his head and bumped it against Huang Ji’s sword.