With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 562 Ending
The momentum was so strong that it could uproot mountains and overturn trees. It rushed forward in a reckless manner, and the sound was like thunder. There was no concealment at all. When the breath passed by and the sound entered the ears, the mortals in the towns and cities on the road who could not withstand it would have their ears bleeding and their blood churning. Their lives would still be there, and they would inevitably suffer a serious illness and ear disease.

Yuan Long was furious. As a saint, he was widely worshipped, so he naturally wanted to protect the peace of the area. He shouted and rushed to take action: "Baili Tu, hold back your momentum. If you want to stir up trouble, I, Yuan Long, will accompany you to the end!"

He raised his hand and gathered the energy of his blood. A short wooden stick with nine golden rings flew out, struck the man halfway across the sky, and hit him hard on the head.

Baili Tu laughed loudly, his hands like eagle claws, he missed the target, but just knocked the stick away, and came to the crowd: "Yuanlong, I heard that you don't have much time left, I came here to congratulate you, how can you be so ungrateful and hit me with your hands."

With a thud, a heavy object fell to the ground. It turned out to be a large bell with a piece of red silk wrapped around the top. It goes without saying that sending the bell is also sending off the dead.

"Humph!"

Yuan Long grabbed the wooden stick that was glowing green. "Why don't I remember that I have a filial and virtuous grandson like you? I've troubled you to see me off to the grave. In front of all the saints, kneel down and kowtow three times. I will acknowledge you as my great-grandson, and when I, your grandfather, die, I'll give you some melons and some dates."

Baili Tu was a rough man with a pair of deep eagle eyes. He was not annoyed when he heard it. He reached out and patted the bell, making a rumbling sound: "Don't worry. Once you die, I will personally go to get the spiritual treasure secret book from your descendants and relatives. Don't worry, I will not treat them unfairly and will definitely treat them well."

He touched the corner of his eye, where there was a three-inch scar: "After all, you have treated me well." After saying this, Baili Tu seemed to remember something and patted his big bald head, "Oh, I forgot that I had a relationship with a woman from the Yuan family. If this is the case, I should call you uncle!"

Baili Tu smiled and bowed: "Uncle, please accept my greetings!"

Yuan Long's chest was heaving and murderous intent was in his eyes. What Baili Tu said was a tragic event in the Yuan family. He had a niece of the younger generation, who was extremely beautiful and talented, even better than his grandson. She was destined to be the leader of the Yuan family's revival and the person to protect the family business. However, her cultivation was hindered, and she became possessed and died of exhaustion.

It is said that girls cannot be kept when they grow up and love is hard to understand. The young man was bewitched by the disguised Baili Tu, who not only deceived her Qinginnocence but also lured her out of Yuan's secret practice. Most of her blood and energy was drained and refined into a precious elixir. Afterwards, her body was destroyed and her soul was lit as a sky lantern.

If Yuan Long had not found some clues, and if Baili Tu had not revealed some knowledge of the Yuan family's secret techniques when he broke through the Saint Realm, he would have almost been fooled. He would have really believed that the talented and beloved junior had died on the road to cultivation.

Seeing that Yuan Long was about to lose control of his hatred, Fu Zhen quickly stepped out to smooth things over: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. If you two start fighting, you will destroy this area for thousands of miles."

Without waiting for the two to reply, he spoke again: "If you want to fight, go outside Tianyuan Star, fight in the sea of ​​stars, no one will care if you die."

No matter? Not necessarily. Are you looking forward to receiving the inheritance?
Yuan Long snorted coldly, turned around and no longer looked at Baili Tu. Baili Tu did not try to provoke Yuan Long either. He had heard that Yuan Long's life was coming to an end, so he came to test him. But during the fight just now, he did not see any decline in fighting power, nor did he suffer from blood depletion.

"Strange, this Yuanlong is hiding deep enough, his fighting power has not been damaged. It seems that I haven't collected all the secret techniques of the Yuan family. There must be a secret technique of rejuvenation among them."

Baili Tu thought to himself, if Yuanlong was the best in the world in this Yuan family secret technique, then he would be the second, otherwise he would not have become a saint through this secret technique.

He planned for a long time before he finally tortured the words out of that proud woman. The first benefit of this technique is longevity, which can extend the life of the saint. The second benefit is to save the life. Ordinary injuries can be healed in an instant. Now it seems that there is also a supreme rejuvenation technique that can retain combat effectiveness.

Just as he was thinking, he turned to look at Gu Qingyuan, his eyes rolled: "Who are you and why are you here?" Gu Qingyuan ignored him and only talked with Yu Xinqiao. Baili Tu hit a snag, but he was not annoyed. He looked at the pool of blood and flesh and sorted out the development of the situation.

"Who is so immoral that he threw a piece of dog meat here, and he doesn't even think it's dirty!"

Baili Tu let out a strange cry and punched out, turning the flesh and blood on the ground into powder. Shangguan Gong was instantly dead, and Gu Qingyuan then looked at Baili Tu.

"You...want to die?"

The flesh and blood of the Tongtian Realm already has quite magical powers. A drop of blood weighs a thousand pounds and is full of spiritual energy. When it falls to the ground, it breeds countless great medicines. The flesh and blood is the essence of all spirits. A piece of meat is more useful than any Ganoderma lucidum or Cordyceps.

Gu Qingyuan doesn't eat people, but the process of Shangguan Gong's flesh and blood reunion attracted infinite spiritual power, and his blood seeped into the ground, nourishing a piece of blessed spiritual soil. These didn't matter. Gu Qingyuan wanted to take this opportunity to observe the circulation of spiritual energy in this world and the true meaning hidden in the flesh and blood of cultivators, so he let Shangguan Gong live half-dead to stimulate the potential of his body.

No one paid attention to Yuan Long's arrival, and Yu Xinqiao and Fu Zhen pretended not to see anything. But then a barking dog came and disturbed the situation with its hand.

Baili Tu was stunned: "Where did you come from, little thief? You dare to speak so arrogantly at the Blood Moving Realm. Do you really think that I don't have a temper?"

Gu Qingyuan lowered his eyelids: "I have no intention of fighting, but someone is courting death. I really suspect that there is a halo of ridicule and lowered intelligence above my head."

"You are the first one among them to arrive at the Blood Realm. Don't you know whether I am moving to the Blood Realm or not?" He said softly, "And..."

"Whose grandfather are you?"

What halo? Does he know I've been spying on him? No!

Baili Tu had indeed arrived a long time ago, and had even listened for a while. He was originally a casual cultivator, and all the secret techniques he possessed were planned through various means. To put it bluntly, they were acquired through stealing, robbing, and cheating. He relied on his courage to fight, his willingness to sacrifice his life, and his extraordinary talent.

Now he has set his eyes on the secret technique of Gu Qingyuan. Baili Tu also has some guesses about this person. As to whether it is the secret technique of resurrection, he is not sure, but he is sure that this person is definitely not a Saint King, at least he does not have the combat power of a Saint King.

If he were a Saint King, how could he be so kind? How could such a high and mighty figure care about a few saints? With just one glance, he could crush everyone to death like ants.

"That little thief must have a powerful skill to fight against opponents of higher levels. Even if the Saint King is resurrected, he is only at the Blood Realm. Even if he has a powerful skill, he may not be as good as a Saint Realm master."

Baili Tu glanced at Yuan Long and the other two, and sneered in his heart: Do you really think I don't know that you are using me as a gun? Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. Even if he is a Saint King, he is a fake Saint King, without the fighting power of a Saint King. I will take advantage of his illness to kill him. If I don't take action now, will I wait for him to recover and kowtow to him? Wait until I capture that little thief, force him to tell me the secret technique of the Saint King, and climb to the top, and then I will deal with you guys!
After thinking about it, he went to meet Gu Qingyuan, and Yuan Long and others also looked at the battle situation. Can that weird Blood Moving Realm win against the Saint?
(End of this chapter)