The King of the Gods
Chapter 151: Bloodline Strength
One breath.. Two breaths…
Zhao Feng stood quietly in his place and there were no signs of any abnormalities.
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse waited ten full breaths, but nothing happened to Zhao Feng. Instead, the latter's face became even more red.
How is this possible?
Shock appeared on the face of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses. Despite having slept for several hundred years and his strength weakening, he could easily defeat the cultivators under the 4th Sky of the Ascended Realm.
But Zhao Feng stood in front of him, unharmed. In reality, when the corpse poison spread throughout Zhao Feng's body, blue blood circulated in his body and destroyed the poison instantly.
As for the time left, Zhao Feng circulated his True Strength to heal himself.
"It looks like this corpse poison is mediocre."
Zhao Feng felt incredible - a powerful corpse poison was like ice under the scorching sun when met with blue blood.
"What kind of freak is this brat!?"
The pupils of the Silver-striped Blood Corpse contracted and various emotions flashed across his face. It was a monster that had lived for hundreds of years and immediately laughed evilly: "Son, even though you can fight corpse poison, how long do you think you can defend against me alone?"
The battle back then had proved everything. Even 5 together can't win.
"Then let's look ..." murmured Zhao Feng while removing the expressionless blindfold.
Blindfold?
The corpse had just realized that Zhao Feng had only used one eye before.
After the blindfold was removed, blue eyes appeared. It seems like there is a bottomless pit inside…
“That eye..”
The heart of the corpse trembled and looked into Zhao Fengs eyes, like it was attracted by a ravine.
Aerial.
A pair of blood red eyes clashed with pure blue eyes.
The mental energy force swept through the air and the Silver-striped Blood Corpse felt like its eyes had been sliced by a blade, which instantly destroyed its own mental energy.
This meant that even though the corpse had a number of advantages, in terms of mental energy, it was countered by Zhao Feng.
Very strong! What a strange power…
Zhao Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart. The power of his left eye was finally revealed.
At this time, the left eye goes into an improved mode of vision.
Zhao Feng could see wind, dust, particles and light. He could even see the organs of the Silver-striped Blood Corps.
The sharpness of the left eye could even see through the stone and just scanning the area allowed Zhao Feng to find many precious treasures. The Silver-striped Blood Corpse Clothes, the ring on his thumb and the items hidden inside the bag.
It felt like he had the power to control everyone.
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse gave a cold hiccup. Somehow, he suddenly recalled the day when he met the Red Moon Patriarch several hundred years ago.
Even though he was the Protector of the sub-division, he could only see the Patriarch once. But he would never forget that pair of eyes.
At this moment, he felt the same feeling again.
The Palm of the Wind of Lightning!
Zhao Feng's figure rushed over and aimed at the left side of the Corpse's chest with a faster and more precise force.
"How ... how does he know where I'm seriously injured?"
The Heart of the Silver-striped Blood Corpse shook.
The same movement, the same True Power, used by the same person had a completely different power.
Zhao Feng felt like he had entered a new level where every movement had increased and strength. The parts he attacked were also the places where the Silver-striped Blood Corpse had been injured before.
The explosion!
Zhao Feng clashed directly with the Silver-striped Blood Corpse. But this time, Zhao Fengs Lightning Wind Palm followed a certain path and headed straight for the heart of the heavily injured corpse.
Teng! Teng!
The two figures immediately separated. Under the difference in cultivation, Zhao Feng was forced to retreat as his blood boiled. The expression of the Silver-striped Blood Corpse changed dramatically, yet it was like it had disappeared.
Wind Position Burned!
Zhao Feng circulated his Heavenly Wind God Technique, which enveloped him in a flaming fireball. It was just enlightenment, but it was like a volcanic eruption.
At that moment, the temperature rose and the air seemed to be compressed to its limits. The power of the Burning Wind Stance was equivalent to Lightning Wind Palm. But Zhao Feng had understood more about 'Wind' and this allowed him to threaten those in the 3rd Sky of the Rise Realm when he used the Heavenly Wind God Technique with him.
Pah-Beng~~
Chaotic explosions rang out and air waves swept through everything within a ten-yard radius and shook the cave.
The figure of Zhao Feng and the Silver-striped Blood Corpse once again split apart.
"Brat, you can mess up, but give the other children to me for the Blood Sacrifice."
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse took a deep breath and finally retreated. After sleeping for hundreds of years, his strength had dropped drastically - not even a tenth of his peak strength. The fact that it was already heavily injured made the situation even worse.
A sharp blue light appeared in Zhao Fengs left eye as he countered.
"the ring? The briefcase? You are seeking death !! ”
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse first stopped, then howled furiously and furiously as a purple flame appeared in his palm.
Zhao Feng looked at the purple flames in the hands of the Silver Striped Corpse with a stunned expression.
Apparently, when one reached the True Spirit Realm, they could condense their own Origin of Life True Flame, which was the core of the energy.
Of course, the Silver-striped Blood Corpse was severely injured and was unable to condense his True Flame, it was simply using the energy left in his body.
"Destroying----"
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse laughed brutally and turned into a blur as it swept towards Zhao Fengs head.
The terrifying strength made Zhao Feng's heart jump.
Wind Position Burned!
Zhao Feng exclaimed as blue blood shot out from his body and merged with his Heavenly Wind True Force.
His strength, senses, and energy increased dramatically.
The original Heavenly Wind True Force miraculously reached a new level and once the palm was pushed out, one could almost see the blue flames burning everything in its path.
Baaaam------
The purple flames on the palm of the Silver-striped Blood Corpse only lasted half a breath before extinguishing!
Teng! Teng! Teng!
The corpse retreated step by step and looked at the blue blood circulating in Zhao Feng with shock and fear: "Ancient Blood ..."
Explosion-----
A blue flame suddenly exploded and made the corpse fly. The body hit the wall violently, which caused it to tremble slightly.
Whoa!
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse spat out a mouthful of blood due to the two wounds as it looked at Zhao Feng with a stunned expression: "Ancient Bloodline, blue eyes ... Which ancient race did he come from? When did the Azure Continent have such a pure ancient bloodline?”
Ancient Bloodline?
The blue blood around Zhao Feng's body slowly returned into his body.
"This power is called the Bloodline of the Ancient?"
Through his left eye, Zhao Feng could easily control this power and when combined with the Wind Burning Technique and the Heavenly Wind God Technique, it was extremely frightening.
Zhao Feng could confirm that move back then had injured the Silver-striped Blood Corpse.
All he needed to do now was to save his strength.
“Foolish young man, it looks like you still don't know anything about the treasures you have in your body. Bloodline of the Ancient is one of the strongest lineages.”
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse managed to rise from the wall.
“Bloodline strength...then why did the Clan only mention talent with 'spiritual body' and not 'Blood Line'?” Zhao Feng muttered curiously.
“Do you know how valuable a bloodline is? Even the weakest, trash bloodlines were most comparable to Peak-level Spiritual Bodies and there was almost no way to measure or test the bloodline before it was awakened. ” The Silver-striped Blood Corpse smiled mockingly.
No wonder.
Zhao Feng slowly circulated his True Strength and blue blood, preparing to attack the corpse once more.
“Fuck, stop! Even if you use the power of your bloodline, the most you can do is die with me.”
Firmness flashed in the eyes of the Silver Striped Blood Corpses.
If Zhao Feng really forced the corpse into a desperate situation, the latter might use an unexpected move.
“You're seriously injured and you're not as fast as I am. If we fight little by little and waste our energy, the chances of you dying are greater than me. Furthermore, we are in the territory of the Broken Moon Clan. ” Zhao Feng said calmly.
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse paused for a moment before gnashing its teeth. If Zhao Feng shamelessly wasted his strength, he might actually die.
"Sister, what do you want?" The Silver-striped Blood Corpse said furiously.
"Leave the ring in your hand and fill the bag."
Zhao Feng's left eye was as sharp as a blade as it could see all the secrets of the Corpse. He could determine which items were the most valuable within the cave.
“You can have everything, but this ring is the Protective identification object. Even if you take it, its usefulness is limited and others will kill you for it.”
The Silver-striped Blood Corpse suppressed the anger in his heart. When was he forced into such a situation by an ant in the First Sky of the Rise Realm? But thinking about it, his opponent had an Ancient bloodline and he was a lucky Heavenly child, he would become a Prodigy later on.
It made the body feel a little better.
Zhao Feng thought without absolute strength, he shouldn't force the opponent too much. So he nodded his head in agreement.
Immediately, the Silver-striped Blood Corpse took out a bag containing several blood-crystal colored pills, a map of the beast skin and a broken blood-colored sword.
As the corpse distributed these items, aversion and pain could be seen on his face.