Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 419: Thunder strikes, Zhao family collapses! (Two in one)

The Grandmaster's flesh and blood is a treasure to the demon race, but it is of little use to him.

A martial arts master who follows the path of Qi Refining is destined to be far inferior to the monsters in terms of physical evolution, and is not suitable to be a sacrifice in witchcraft.

Of course, it is impossible that there will be no gain from killing the Grandmaster this time.

Song Changming used his innate qi as a guide, and soon drops of blood floated out of the master's body.

The blood beads not only have blood light, but also a light golden color, making these drops of blood look more like melted gold.

Each drop of blood exudes extremely strong energy fluctuations, making it clear at a glance that this is not the blood of an ordinary warrior.

In fact, this is true. This is the master’s purple palace essence blood.

It is called essence and blood, but in reality blood is only a medium for carrying energy. It is not just blood, but also the embodiment of the grandmaster's Qi training.

Song Changming has not yet entered the Grandmaster realm, so he doesn't know much about this.

I have only heard rumors that this grandmaster's purple palace essence and blood is extremely valuable, and a single drop of it can cure a hundred diseases, bring the dead back to life, and even give life to dead trees.

One of the ways for the demon race to advance to a great demon is to devour this precious purple palace essence and blood.

In terms of value, the Grandmaster's Purple Palace Essence Blood is no worse than the Great Demon's Heart Core.

If the heart core of a great monster is regarded as the crystallization of the monster's lifelong cultivation, then this purple palace essence blood can also be regarded as the culmination of all the efforts of the human race's masters in their cultivation.

Of course, this is only a one-sided statement.

In fact, for a martial arts master, the most important thing is to open up the Purple Palace. Only by opening up the Purple Palace can one be considered a martial arts master.

Therefore, the correct name for the Grandmaster Realm is actually the Purple Mansion Realm of Martial Arts.

Before his eyes, drops of purple mansion blood appeared, and under the wrapping of Song Changming's internal energy, they looked like flawless gem crystals.

Song Changming didn't need to count them further, because in total only seven pieces of Purple Palace Essence Blood emerged.

With a grab of his big hand, he collected the seven drops of purple palace essence blood in his palm.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do with the purple palace essence and blood.

If it is refined using witchcraft, it would be somewhat of a waste.

After thinking about it, Song Changming took out a talisman jade bottle, put the purple palace essence blood into it and sealed it for future research.

The corpse on the ground, after losing the purple palace essence and blood, seemed to have lost the last bit of its spiritual essence, and suddenly became as dry as a bone, as if it had been decaying for years.

If Song Changming hadn't said it, others who saw this mummy would never associate it with the martial arts master.

Song Changming raised his hand again and threw out a corpse-dissolving talisman he had made. He stuck it on the mummy and quickly dissolved it into a pool of black water.

It was covered by mud and sand, leaving no trace.

After doing all this, Song Changming flew away.

A few days later, in the land of Nine Netherworld.

In a barren mountain area, accompanied by a tiger's roar, a large area of ​​deep blue lightning suddenly exploded.

The lightning surged and swept into the air.

On one of the stone pillars, Song Changming stood with his hands hanging down, calm and composed.

Without him making any movement, a layer of pale yellow lightning film appeared in front of him.

Between heaven and earth, two kinds of thunder with different attributes collided with each other at this moment.

For a moment, the sky and the earth here seemed to be obscured by numerous arcs of lightning, so bright that nothing else could be seen.

After a while, the deep blue lightning dissipated, and Song Changming stood there, unharmed.

His eyes fell on the big tiger below.

He was not unfamiliar with the big tiger, it was a thunder wheel tiger, the king of the thunder monster clan!
The thunder seed in his body needs to devour more strange thunders to grow, so the first thing he thought of was the strange thunders he had seen.

One is the companion divine thunder of Xu Yuan from the military, and the other is the thunder of the thunder wheel tiger on the battlefield of the demon clan.

Both of these strange thunders left a great impression on him and were powerful enough.

Xu Yuan was his good friend in the army, so he naturally would not seize Xu Yuan's Dao Fruit, so he set his sights on the Leilunhu clan.

There is a thunder-wheel tiger lurking in the Nine Netherworlds. This is the information he got from the old talisman master Qian Yuan.

The intelligence was extremely accurate. This barren mountain area with a strong thunder element was the territory of this thunder wheel tiger.

Relying on its powerful bloodline, no demon has ever dared to provoke it.

Until today, Song Changming appeared and became the first person to challenge it.

Seeing that ordinary mines were not enough to pose a threat to Song Changming, Lei Lunhu immediately increased his output.

A large number of deep blue thunders turned the area within a mile radius into a thunder field, raging one after another and bombing Song Changming who was in it.

However, it soon discovered that the thunder that it was so proud of could not penetrate the thunder membrane around Song Changming's body.

"Is it only this strong?" Song Changming said honestly, feeling a little disappointed.

Especially since he had just fought a fierce battle with a martial arts master, and now he turned around to face this Thunder Wheel Tiger, the Thunder Wheel Tiger's powerlessness and weakness were even more obvious.

If the lightning is not strong enough, even if it is swallowed, the improvement to his lightning type will be quite limited.

He forgot the golden thunder that had previously shaped his thunder species, but it was actually the product of a genuine great monster.

The Leilunhu in front of him was only a level one demon general, and his demonic power was not even the best among the demon generals. Naturally, Song Changming would despise him.

He raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and the surging thunder was instantly annihilated by his powerful palm force.

The Thunder Wheel Tiger was also knocked to the ground by Song Changming's palm and could not move.

"You!" Lei Lunhu looked at Song Changming approaching with great despair. It had realized that Song Changming was far beyond its ability to deal with.

"Do you want to live?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

"You won't kill me?!" Lei Lunhu's ferocious face froze, and then he spoke in human language.

"As long as you act like a traitor and work for me, I won't kill you." Song Changming did not beat around the bush and directly gave the conditions for his life.

"Tiger traitor?" Lei Lunhu was a little confused.

However, when it understood what Tiger Rape meant, it felt more resentful in addition to its despair.

Its blood boiled and it yelled at Song Changming to kill it. It would never betray its own kind.

Not all monsters put the instinct of survival above all else. For example, the Thunder Wheel Tiger in front of us is not afraid of death. It also has its own bottom line and principles of being a monster. Although it looks like a monster, it is very human.

Seeing this, Song Changming did not force it. He raised his foot and directly stepped on the thunder that the Thunder Wheel Tiger had prepared, and stepped heavily on the tiger's head.

boom!
The ground shook, and Lei Lunhu's head was buried deep in the rock. His breath was weak due to the serious injury, but he did not die.

Song Changming originally thought that the quality was not good enough, so he tried to make up for it with quantity, and asked Lei Lunhu to find more members of the same tribe to "recharge" him.

But this Thunder Wheel Tiger would rather die than obey, so Song Changming gave up the idea.

He raised his hand and his own thunder seed was summoned. A layer of faint golden thundercloud surrounded the thunder seed, making it look like a mini star was summoned.

Song Changming picked up the Leilun Tiger that had suffered a head injury and had fainted. His thunder seed floated into the tiger's body and began to absorb the thunder energy inside.

He looked down upon the amount of this strange thunder, but it was better than coming here in vain.

But after a while, the thunder seed could not extract more thunder energy, so it returned to Song Changming's body and digested the second thunder on its own. With the characteristics of a thunder eater, he swallowed the thunder as easily as eating and drinking water, and he didn't even need to refine it too much, the thunder seed itself would digest it and merge with it.

Song Changming tried to raise a finger.

It's sizzling!

A blue-ink lightning flashed around his fingertips, which was the lightning of the Thunder Wheel Tiger!
It's that simple.

The strange thunder that even the ancestors of the Zhao family envied was within easy reach for Song Changming, a thunder eater.

The thunder dissipated, and stronger pale yellow lightning reappeared.

Comparing the two, the strength difference was indeed as Song Changming expected.

His golden thunder can injure a martial arts master!
In comparison, this thunder can only barely deal with weaker demon generals.

Shaking his head, taking one last look at the Lei Lunhu that was thrown away casually, Song Changming flew away.

He did not kill the Thunder Wheel Tiger, but chose to let it live.

Although the other party did not agree to be his tiger rapist, he had other ideas.

He left a weak lightning bolt in the other party's body. In the future, as long as this mark does not disappear, he can locate the whereabouts of this Thunder Wheel Tiger at any time.

Since the other party is unwilling to take the initiative to be the traitor, then just do it passively.

Half a day passed after Song Changming left before Lei Lunhu slowly woke up and transformed into a demon.

It turned out to be a woman in black armor.

The woman looked to be in her early teens or twenties. She had a pair of sword-like eyebrows that were thicker than those of ordinary people, a more heroic look, and long black hair.

"My thunderbolt?!"

The woman screamed in shock, not even caring about her injuries.

After a moment, the woman collapsed on the ground again, her face full of frustration.

"how so."

The thunder in her body that she had cultivated with so much energy was now empty.

No, there are still some residues, but compared to her previous thunder, I am afraid not even one percent is left.

This is different from the usual consumption in battle. This time the disappearance of the thunder is more like being taken away from life, and it is difficult to recover!

For their Leilunhu clan, lightning is the way of Taoism.

Without the thunder, everything she had cultivated would be wasted. This was the reason why she was still depressed even though she had saved her life.

Her cultivation and strength are gone!

"It's him!" The woman showed her fangs and said hatefully.

There was no doubt that it was the human who suddenly broke in and injured her.

Although it was unclear how the other party had managed to destroy her thunder, the feud between the two was sealed today.

"Damn it! Just wait!" The woman stood up and limped away.

She remembered Song Changming, and she would definitely come back for revenge in the future!
Song Changming did not stop and flew all the way back to Cuibai Dao.

At this moment, several people suddenly blocked his way from high in the sky.

"Who is it?" Song Changming glanced at the person coming over and said lightly.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them bowed and said, "I am Zhao Qing. May I ask if Marshal Song has ever seen the ancestor of my Zhao family?"

Song Changming raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Where did your Zhao family's ancestor go? Why are you asking me?"

Several people were speechless for a moment.

"Have you really not seen the Marshal?" One of them couldn't help but ask another question.

The next moment, his complexion changed drastically, and he felt a tremendous pressure coming down on him, causing him to tremble all over.

"Are you the commander-in-chief of the military? Or the king of the palace? Do I need to report to you?" Song Changming's expression was intimidating without anger, and his words were neither light nor heavy, but they made several people's hearts beat wildly and they felt more and more suffocated.

It is true that they are members of the Zhao clan, but Song Changming is now the commander-in-chief of the military. He is no longer the commoner or general he used to be.

Song Changming does not have a noble family background, but now he is his own backer!
"Marshal, I..." The man wanted to explain, but Song Changming was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and just slapped him.

He slapped the few people back to the ground and flew away.

These members of the Zhao family may really not know the purpose of the Zhao ancestor's visit, but someone in the Zhao family must know about it.

Even the person who planned this was someone else.

Now that he has killed the ancestor of the Zhao family, there is no need for him to be nice to the Zhao family.

He flew at an extremely fast speed and soon returned to the main city of Cuibai.

However, before he even stepped into the city, many members of the Zhao family swarmed in.

Among them was the head of the family, Zhao Boqi, and even several elders of the Zhao family, who all came out. This grand scene also alarmed many people inside and outside the city.

They didn't understand why all the bigwigs of the Zhao family suddenly gathered at the city gate.

Song Changming was not surprised by this.

Anyone would panic if they don't see their ancestor return for a few days.

He guessed that the Zhao family had been frantically searching the world for their ancestor and his whereabouts in the past few days.

But obviously there will be no result.

"What? Now that we're at the city gate, you still want to attack me?" Song Changming showed a playful smile.

He wanted to see whether the Zhao family really dared to arrest him again in public.

In fact, he thought that this sudden siege on him was an act of insanity or panic.

But this is not Zhao Boqi's fault, the ancestor of the Zhao family is too important to the family.

If the ancestor really had an accident, it would be a disaster for the Zhao family!
"Song Changming, where is my ancestor!" Zhao Boqi asked in a deep voice with sharp eyes.

His voice was condensed and floated only into Song Changming's ears. He was very deliberate in not wanting passers-by in and out of the city to hear it.

He still is unwilling to believe that Song Changming could kill his ancestor.

If the ancestor was really killed, he was more inclined to believe that either Song Changming found a powerful helper, or an even more unexpected accident occurred.

"Your ancestor is in your home. Could it be that he is hiding in my home?" Song Changming couldn't help but retort.

Zhao Boqi's face became even gloomier. "Let's not talk in secret. What's going on?"

"He was dead, but I killed him with one beheading. Are you satisfied with this outcome?" At this point, Song Changming finally stopped hiding anything and told the truth.

"Are you telling the truth?!" Zhao Butong, the elder of the Zhao family, couldn't help but take a step forward. His tone was more questioning and full of obvious impatience.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! With you!" Zhao Lie, the old man of the Zhao family, with a head full of white hair, pointed at Song Changming and chose not to believe it.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Song Changming is, how could a martial arts master be defeated by a martial artist in the innate realm!
If you think about it, you will realize that this is unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)