After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 223 Xia Ming ignites the divine fire and becomes a god of war
In addition to Emperor Wu, the Rizhao Empire has many direct bloodlines.

No.14 Emperor Ren Xia is not a rotten Confucian, and he knows the truth of cutting grass and roots.

In one night, the blood of the imperial family of the Rizhao Empire was slaughtered by No.14 Emperor Ren Xia, and the last threat was eliminated.

It takes a long time to digest a huge empire. After finishing everything, Xia Feng finally felt free.

The threat of the Rizhao Empire has been removed, but Xia Ming's situation is still unclear.

"Sigh, I don't know what's going on with Grandpa." Xia Feng put his arms around Yu Siya and looked up at the sky with a worried face.

Yu Siya's smooth and beautiful back was like silk and satin. A satisfied blush appeared on her face. She lightly stretched out her hand and put it on Xia Feng's chest and scratched it.

"Believe in grandpa, he has created too many miracles in his life, I have an intuition." Yu Siya exhaled on Xia Feng's face, "Even if it is Wuji God's Domain, grandpa will definitely be able to pass this test."

"I hope so." Xia Feng hummed, then lowered his head lightly, and tapped on Yu Siya's red lips.

into the night.

Xia Feng used the Dream Orb and took the ten daughters and their parents to practice again.

He has an extreme desire to become stronger, and the Martial Emperor realm can no longer satisfy him.

Only by becoming a Valkyrie can he bring Xia Ming back.

A dream for thousands of years.

One month is 30 years.

During these 30 years of practice, Xia Feng's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, leaping from the eighth-level Martial Emperor of the Earth Rank to the seventh-level Martial Emperor of the Heaven Rank in one fell swoop.

The realm of the top ten saintesses has also broken through to the third level of the heavenly rank Martial Emperor.

After all, they can only practice once every other day, so the efficiency will be much lower.

During these 30 years, one of Xia Naiwu and Huang Xiaoqian broke through to become the fourth-level Earth-level Martial Emperor, and the other broke through to become the fifth-level Emperor-level Martial Emperor.

From yellow rank salted fish to a real master among Emperor Wu.

In the Ling Xiao Pavilion, only the top few dragon generals can overwhelm them.

Xia Naiwu and the others were already very satisfied with this progress.

A month is a long time, and the Great Xia Empire has almost absorbed the Rizhao Empire, and various organizations have also arranged for their own people.

It may only take tens to hundreds of years to completely assimilate the Rizhao Empire.

The news spread far and wide, and even reached the ears of Xia Ming in the Promise God Territory.

Xia Ming lay on the cold bluestone bricks, leaning on his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes and said nothing.

At this time, he was locked in a silent and miserable cell, with countless chains tightly wrapped in front of the cell.

His body was full of dense scars.

Xia Ming took a deep breath and handed five pieces of top-quality dragon crystal to the jailer who was delivering the news outside the door.

The jailer nodded, and sighed after taking the dragon crystal back.

"Brother Xia, if you really have any secrets, you should tell them directly."

"As long as these people from the Divine Realm don't achieve their goals, they will never stop."

"I admire your tenacity, but if you endure this for thousands of years, you may lose your sanity. Think back to our Mingyao Empire..."

"Thank you, Caron." Xia Ming waved his hand, but didn't say much.

Caron shook his head, then turned and left the prison.

"There are really two brushes. They actually leveled the Rizhao Empire. They are indeed my grandson Xia Ming."

Xia Ming couldn't help showing a smile, then he sat up and held his breath.

Today is already the third month since I came to the Promise God Realm.

What Xia Ming was most worried about still happened.

The Promise God Realm knew that it was impossible for a heaven-ranked ninth-level Martial Emperor to kill the blood dragon, so he concluded that Xia Ming had a divine weapon to help him.

In order to get the news of the artifact, they tortured Xia Ming in every possible way during this period, using all kinds of methods.

It's just that Xia Ming is determined, no matter how the other party treats him, he will never let go!

Compared with the divine weapon, a warrior who has just entered the divine realm is nothing. Xia Ming knows very well that as long as he tells where the divine weapon is, it will be the day he dies.

Under these tortures, there was already an irreconcilable conflict between Xia Ming and Wuji God Realm, and both sides knew this very well.

Although he was being tortured, Xia Ming did not relax in transforming his divine power.

In three months, his spiritual power had dried up, and divine power surged in his body. He only needed to ignite the divine fire to become a real warrior.

He took a deep breath and started to light a fire inside him.

1 minutes, 10 minutes.

If there are outsiders present, they can find that Xia Ming's whole body is emitting strange purple flames at this time.

This is his space avenue, as long as he can spread the flames all over his body and break through the spiritual platform, the divine fire will be completed.

There is no doubt about Xia Ming's talent, slowly, he could clearly feel the divine power flowing towards the meridians of his limbs.

In the morning, Xia Ming had converted 90.00%, before the body was filled with spiritual power, now it is full of divine power.

"It's still the last step, hurry up, hurry up..."

Xia Tian was clearly counting the time, secretly a little anxious.

He still has two hours. In the past, the Promise God Realm would take him away to extract a confession.

If he is discovered before the people from the Promise God Realm arrive, Xia Ming will not be able to condense the divine fire again!

An hour, an hour and a half.

Xia Ming was sweating profusely all over his body, Ziyan was only one step away from the Lingtai, it kept rendering upwards, but the progress was very slow.

"It's the last bit!"

Xia Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely nervous.

I hope that people from the Promise of Gods can come back later this time.

Xia Ming had never expected this before.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and Xia Ming suddenly heard the sound of iron chains "ding bells" coming from outside.

Damn, early!

Xia Ming stared wide-eyed.

It didn't work as expected, the people from Promise God Realm not only didn't delay the time, but they came here 10 minutes earlier this time.

Hearing the approaching voice, Xia Ming forced himself to remain calm.

He took a deep breath and increased his progress to give birth to Ziyan.

the last centimeter.

Faster, faster.

"Boom!" A ferocious divine envoy kicked hard on the cage where Xia Ming was imprisoned.

"Continue to be tough on me, today I came up with a unique punishment, you can try it out!" The envoy smiled fiercely.

Xia Ming stood up from the toilet. He slowly raised his head and looked at the messenger of God expressionlessly without saying a word.

The envoy snorted coldly, opened the cell door directly, and escorted Xia Ming out.

Xia Ming was pushed forward by him in a panic.

But no one saw that Xia Ming, who was walking with his head buried, raised the corners of his mouth and stared fiercely.

God fire, burning.

Xia Ming also finally became a real martial god!

Huang Tier [-] Martial God!
When it comes to Martial Gods, it is another level. No matter how many Martial Emperors or how strong Martial Emperors are, they are like ants in front of Martial Gods.

(End of this chapter)