897: C897 Immortal Emperor Fuyin

C897 Immortal Emperor Fuyin

Ninety-nine Emperor level Daoists sat cross-legged, each of them with a milky white Immortal Emperor blessings wrapped around their bodies. They were coiled like dragons and serpents, rising in the air.

Even though there was only one, it had a sense of righteousness.

A blessing from the Immortal Emperor!

It was something that could only be formed after the appearance of the Immortal Emperor!

Possessing extremely strong defensive power and killing power, it was comparable to the divine might of the heavens.

The person with the highest cultivation had already reached the eighth level of the Immortal King Stage. Meng Xuan's gaze was fixated on a young man.

This young man was very scary. He was sitting cross-legged with a long rod on his knees.

The staff was entirely silver in color, with dragons and phoenixes engraved on it. There were also countless ancient runes engraved on its body.

Heaven-Shaking Rod!

"Be careful of that person. That is Heaven Shaking Rod. He is the successor of the White Emperor Palace." Angel Ox asked.

Meng Xuan nodded. Turning around, he saw a snakeman. His upper body was that of a human, while his lower body was that of a snake. He wielded a trident in his hand.

"That's a descendant from the boundless sea of blood. From the looks of it, he's already cultivated to the level of the Immortal Emperor. He should be the descendant of the Blood Emperor Palace." Angel Ox reminded.

"There are only ten members in the Lord of the Blood Sea. Nine of them have already been taken away. Those nine people must have already become a Feudal Lord or even a Great Immortal King by now, so you must be careful. " Angel Ox reminded, "I'll head back to the palace first. You can look for me in the future."

Meng Xuan nodded.

Angel Ox gave Meng Xuan a deep look, then left the area and disappeared into the void.

Meng Xuanzhao flew into the air, followed by the giant teapot and the chicken. They flew toward the direction of the sea, as if they had lost.

This was a vast continent. Even though it was a sea, it was also incomparably wide. The auras being released from it were extremely complicated, and on the surface, there were already three Immortal King giants guarding it.

Meng Xuan stepped onto the continent as he surveyed the area.

The ninety-nine youngsters simultaneously opened their eyes. Each one of them had a dignified appearance, and their eyes were like lightning as they stared at Meng Xuan.

"He didn't even cultivate to become an Immortal Emperor, yet he still dares to participate in the Master of the Blood Sea Competition?" A young man said. He had two horns on his head, and there was a vertical pupil between his brows. He looked extremely mystical.

"Young man, I don't know where you came from, but the Master of the Blood Sea Competition isn't a place you should be. Go back, is that it?" A youth who did not seem to be more than seventeen or eighteen years old said. His appearance was very young, but his voice sounded very old. In addition, there was a blood-red flower between his brows that would occasionally extend outwards, transforming into a devilish female face.

Meng Xuan's arrival immediately caused many people to be displeased.

It was already chaotic enough, even someone who didn't cultivate to become an Immortal Emperor wanted to come over and get a share of the spoils?

Aren't you thinking a little too simply?

"Scram!"

"Let's go."

"Leave immediately!"

Meng Xuan chuckled, but didn't seem to mind at all as he replied, "You guys are all too nervous." Right now, your opponent should not be me, but the nine people who have already reached the Echelon, right? "

He carried the Mage on his back, while Bai Yingxue silently watched his surroundings.

The middle world and the outside world were two extremes.

If these ninety-nine descendants were to enter this world, they could influence the entire situation.

Upon hearing Meng Xuan's words, many people fell silent.

Yes, this ant like person could be killed at any time, but there was only one sequence left. I still can't let things get out of hand.

No one knew where the tenth member of the Echelon was, so everyone was waiting.

Meng Xuan closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings.

From what he could sense, the tenth member of the Echelon should be arriving soon.

"Wait." Meng Xuan opened his eyes and calmed his heart. Ye Zichen looked towards a young man beside him. This young man looked very simple and honest, while the immortal emperor's blessing coiled around his arms and neck like dragons and snakes.

Meng Xuan was slightly interested as he said, "Brother, I really envy you for being able to cultivate Immortal Emperor Blessings at such a young age."

The young man opened his eyes, revealing a smug look. However, he still pretended to be reserved as he said, "No, no, not much."

But looking at his expression, how did he look like he wasn't up for the show at all?

He was obviously feeling proud of himself.

"How did he cultivate it?" Meng Xuan had asked his ultimate goal.

The reserved expression on the young man's face remained. "Cultivating Immortal Emperor Fortune is very simple, it's not difficult at all."

Then tell me.

Meng Xuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"It's very simple. As long as an Immortal Emperor appears within the sect and his talent isn't too bad, he will be able to cultivate it." It's a pity that my Immortal Emperor Fuyin isn't too strong, he's just a Rank 4 Immortal Emperor Fuyin. " The young man said regretfully.

"Is Immortal Emperor Fu Ying even ranked?" Meng Xuan was stunned.

"Of course, there's also a difference in the power of the Immortal Emperor. That's why the Immortal Emperor Fu Ying is definitely of a higher class." According to everyone's perception, the strength of the Immortal Emperor's cultivation level, the concentration of his bloodline, and the Immortal Emperor's blessing were all different. The fortune of the Immortal Emperor of the son of the Immortal Emperor must already be at the ninth step! "

Meng Xuan was still in a daze. "What does rank 9 Immortal Emperor Fu Ying look like?"

"It can cover a distance of thirty million light years, and is also a light gold color. If the dragons and phoenixes clashed, it would immediately cause a phenomenon. Unfortunately, there aren't many children of the Immortal Emperor anymore. " The young man sighed.

"So handsome." Meng Xuan pretended to admire him.

The young man felt that his vanity had been greatly satisfied, so he continued to speak. "Amongst us 99 Immortal Emperors, the strongest is the Demon Emperor's Palace's Exhibition Hall. The direct descendant of the Immortal Emperor of the seventh generation has already cultivated up to the seventh step!"

With that, he pointed at a creature on top of a mountain in the sea.

Black fog was rising around his body as he stood there as if he was calculating something. He had the blessings of an immortal emperor; his body was like a cage made of blood as it moved up and down.

Just by taking a glance at the immortal emperor's face, he felt an indescribable sense of pressure, causing him to almost go blind.

"So powerful." Meng Xuan praised sincerely.

"What's the method of cultivation like?" Meng Xuan continued asking.

"I don't mind telling you. In any case, you won't be able to cultivate it. That's because your powers definitely have never seen an Immortal Emperor before." The young man said, "It is to constantly visualize oneself, to visualize the appearance and appearance of the Immortal Emperor, especially to recall the charm of the Immortal Emperor! Once the charm has congealed to a certain point, it will be able to bear the blessings of an Immortal Emperor. "

A look of contemplation appeared in Meng Xuan's eyes.

If that was the case, would his own father, Meng Tianji, be considered an immortal emperor?

"Can you visualize two Immortal Emperors? Isn't that the same as being able to cultivate two Immortal Emperor blessings?" Meng Xuan asked weakly.0

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