The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4337 Spirit Medicine City

Elixir City
"Brother, we just happened to be holding back our anger, why don't we find that kid out?"

The Emperor Feng looked at the embarrassed Jiang Ba, narrowed his eyes and asked.

"That's right, senior brother, Ling Hantian is too arrogant,"

Someone echoed, "If we were outside, we would be afraid that Master would find out, but what happened here, Master has no way of knowing."

Hearing the words, Jiang Ba also intends to find Ling Hantian's bad luck.

But smelling the fragrance of the magic medicine gushing out of the city, he gave up his thoughts.

He raised his hand and waved it: "Don't worry about him for the time being, it won't be too late to get him after we have enough food and drink in the city."

"Hmph, good luck for this kid."

"Senior brother is right, so let's look for the magic medicine first. A mere Ling Hantian can be crushed to death."

A group of people talked and laughed, followed Ling Hantian and the others into the city.

In the ancient city, there are no imaginary houses and buildings.

Every not far from here, there are towering giant trees with a height of tens of feet, and the trees are full of fruits.

Compared with the fruit of the world, these fruits are slightly less powerful than the fruit of the world, but they are also rare panacea in the world.

"This turned out to be a city of elixir, let's collect the elixir first."

Ling Hantian turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ba who had left after entering the city, and also began to search for the magic medicine in the city.

This city is quite huge, and it seems that there are only a few thousand strong people who can survive to enter here.

Among them, there are only three or four hundred strong emperors, and the rest are people who are at the quasi-emperor level.

Therefore, this kind of people in the city can occasionally see figures flying past, which seem relatively sparse.

"2-year-old anchovies!"

"A Qinglongti that has been ripened for 7000 years!"

In a medicine field, Ling Hantian discovered many magical medicines.

Of these magical medicines, the lowest one is effective for Taoist ancestors, and the highest one, Zhundi Jiuchongtian, also has an increase after taking it.

However, so far, there are not many magical medicines that are useful to the emperor and strong, and they cannot be eaten directly.

Generally speaking, when the magic medicine grows to a certain extent, it will also become a essence.

However, the magic medicine here seemed to be cursed, and it didn't grow any consciousness.

Although Ling Hantian doesn't know how to refine elixir, this doesn't prevent him from obtaining the magic medicine, anyway, he still has a family and brothers from the Ling family to support.

The Nine Realms, Zhentianhai City.

After the last battle with the Underworld Emperor, Zhentian Martial God has long since returned.

During this time, he has been recuperating in closed doors and recovering his cultivation.

Although the Underworld Emperor was injured by him, that battle also consumed [-]% of the power of the Zhentian Martial God, and it took a long time to recover.

Now, several years have passed since the last war.

In Zhentian Temple, Zhentian Wushen put his hands flat on his chest, and slowly lowered his body, his whole body calmed down.

"Grandma, let Yan Tianjun come to see me."

Zhentian Martial God opened his eyes and gave instructions to his grandmother who was protecting him.

Grandma Bagua responded, closed her eyes for a while and then opened them again. Not long after, the voice of Yan Tianjun's greeting came from outside the door.

"I was summoned by the God of War, and Lord Yantian came to take orders."

"Yan Tianjun, the Underworld Emperor who fought with me last time, fled into Tianyan Universe."

Zhentian Martial God said indifferently, "Now that the Nine Realms are in chaos, I can't leave, so you have to go for a run."

Outside the door, Yan Tianjun's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "Lord Martial God, the Emperor of the Underworld is powerful, and his subordinates may not be his opponents."

"Don't worry, this person was injured by me, and he won't be able to display his peak combat power for a while. Your cultivation is enough to deal with him."

Zhentian Martial God comforted him, and said: "Besides, there are emperor corpses wandering around Tianyan universe, you go and tell that Cangxuan."

"If he helps to collect the emperor's corpse, that's all. If he dares to swallow the emperor's corpse privately, I will personally go and get his head!"

"Subordinates take orders."

Yan Tianjun responded, but after thinking for a while, he continued, "Lord Martial God, I have another request."

"If you want to bring the people you brought with you, you can bring them there. I hope you will not disappoint this seat's trust in you." Zhentian Wushen said.

Yan Tianjun trembled, and nodded quickly: "This subordinate will definitely behead the Emperor of the Underworld to see Lord Martial God!"

"Go!" Zhentian Martial God waved his hand.

After Yan Tianjun left, Zhentian Martial God got up and asked Bagua Grandma: "Grandma, how is the emperor's corpse in the Nine Realms going?"

"Xuan Tianji and others have already sent three batches, a total of fifteen emperor corpses, all of which are stored in the Martial God World." Bagua Granny replied.

"Let's go and see."

Zhentian Martial God raised his hand and swiped, a huge opening appeared in front of him, and an astonishing Emperor Wei bee rushed over immediately.

However, Zhentian Martial God was not affected at all, and walked forward with his hands behind his back, directly coming to the center of the Martial God World.

On this isolated island, the Immortal Stairway stood quietly, and on the Stairway to Immortal, there were purple-gold ice coffins in which the corpse of the emperor lay.

"There are at least thousands of emperor corpses in Tiandiyuan. It took so long to recover such a small number. Xuan Tianji and the others are too useless."

Zhentian Martial God frowned slightly.

The entire Martial God World is occupied by Diwei, and earth-shaking changes have taken place here.

However, the emperor's corpse was wandering outside, and Martial God Zhentian was also very worried.

The eight-diagram mother-in-law said: "The main reason is that the emperor's corpse is not under the control of the rules, and it is so heavy that no amount of divine power can shake it."

"One emperor's corpse needs three to four masters to transport it, and some people are dishonest and want to seize the emperor's corpse."

"Lingmen's Yundi's corpse was intercepted and killed three times. Fortunately, Xuantianji's clever calculations prevented those thieves from succeeding."

Zhentian Martial God did not refute the explanation of the gossip mother-in-law.

The Emperor of Heaven has been tempered by the destiny, and he has a strong aura of destiny on his body.

In the entire Nine Realms, there are not many people who can directly carry an emperor's corpse on their backs.

If it is a super powerful Heavenly Emperor, even the Heaven-Suppressing Martial God himself can barely carry the Emperor's corpse to fly.

"Even Xuan Tianji and the others are honest, yet someone still pays attention to beating the emperor's corpse. They really want to die!"

With cold killing intent gushing out of his eyes, Martial God Zhen Tian hated and hated those people.

The gossip mother-in-law looked at the emperor's corpse on display on the fairy ladder, opened her mouth, and finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Xiao Mu, are you going to collect the emperor's corpses and plan to use them to break through to the Immortal Realm?"

"Do not,"

Zhentian Martial God shook his head, "Grandmother, these emperor corpses are the ancestors of all powerful creatures. If they are used, what is the difference from eating the flesh and blood of ancestors?"

After a pause, Zhentian Martial God said again: "Besides, my way is not like this."

"However, there seem to be only two ways to enter the Immortal Realm among the ten great universes. One is the Emperor Corpse in front of you, and the other is the Supreme Bloodline Plan that has been passed down through the ages."

The gossip mother-in-law said.

Zhentian Martial God smiled, and said: "Grandma, the God of Immortality has lied to the lies of the Nine Realms Martial Cultivators for 10,000+ years. Unexpectedly, you still believe it now."

"Isn't it?" Bagua Granny was surprised.

(End of this chapter)