King Zhongying said: "You killed people on the territory of the Qingtian tribe, how could you let them escape so easily? Go there yourself and be sure to intercept them. Don't let the tiger go back to the mountain."
"According to the intelligence analysis passed down, their cultivation level is not very strong. There is no need for the disciples to personally take action. Just send a random death knight to destroy them." Zhu Qingyi has a red evil flower pattern between his eyebrows. The seal gave off a faint brilliance, making her look even more evil.
Zhongying Wangdao: "Killing them is just one of the smaller tasks. What you really want to do on this trip is to go to Hongchuan Mansion and invite an Alchemy Saint Master to the Qingtian Tribe."
"A holy master of alchemy."
Zhu Qingyi¡¯s expression became quite serious and he had to face the matter seriously.
The Alchemy Saint Master can refine holy elixirs, and has the ability to "live and die, and live bones". If you get an Alchemy Saint Master, the strength of the entire Qingtian tribe will increase.
There are only two Alchemy Saint Masters in the Northern Territory, and each of them can become a guest of the Blood Emperor. How could such a person not be treated with caution?
King Zhongying flicked his fingers, and a piece of white letterhead flew out from between his two fingers, saying: "The letter records the information of the Alchemy Saint Master. You must rush there as soon as possible. It is said that several other The tribe has also sent strong men to invite this person, so don¡¯t let them get there first.¡±
The ten major tribes not only cooperate with each other, but also compete with each other.
Zhu Qingyi grabbed the letter, pursed his lips and smiled. His red phoenix eyes were slightly raised. Such beautiful eyes showed a murderous intent and said: "Since we are going to Hongchuan Mansion, then the disciple will kill those three people." A human saint."
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
Immediately, Zhu Qingyi turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the palace out of thin air.
From Ningfeng Mansion to Hongchuan Mansion is a long distance, two million miles apart, and ordinary people cannot cross it even if they walk for a lifetime.
There is actually a space wormhole connecting the two mansions, and they will be reached in an instant. However, the entrance to the wormhole was heavily guarded by undead vampires and there was no way to use it. Zhang Ruochen and the others had no choice but to fly to Hongchuan Mansion.
On the road, Huang Yanchen killed an undead vampire commander and seized his chariot.
The chariot is pulled by two sixth-level superior beasts. It can travel on the ground and soar into the sky. Moreover, its fastest speed is comparable to that of lower-level saints, and it can cross hundreds of thousands of miles every day. .
Zhang Ruochen sat in the chariot, closed his eyes and meditated, searching for the memories in his mind.
Eight hundred years ago, he had read through the "Code of Spiritual Power" of the Shengming Central Empire and had seen many advanced thunder spells. He was going to pick out one or two to practice and enhance his own strength.
By using only low-level spells, you cannot bring out the true strength of the spiritual saint. Just like when he fought against the Four-Winged Blood Saint and cast dozens of low-level spells, he still didn't kill him.
Spells are divided into ten levels.
Zhang Ruochen has only mastered a few low-level spells now. The most powerful move, "Thunder and Fire Vortex", is only a third-level spell, far from being comparable to a tenth-level spell.
On top of the tenth-level spells, there are even more powerful mental tricks, called holy spells.
Only with the spiritual strength of a spiritual saint can it be possible to successfully practice the holy method. Every move of the Holy Technique has earth-shattering power. It can level a mountain, burn a sea, and destroy a huge city.
The Holy Law is also divided into ten levels. Even if it is only a first-level Holy Law, it is quite difficult to practice and requires a lot of time to understand.
"First-level holy method, Thor's Hammer."
Zhang Ruochen read a sentence in his mouth, and then densely packed words appeared in his mind.
Theoretically speaking, a spell requires an entire book to record it. Only by thoroughly understanding this book can you successfully practice the spell.
A holy method requires a room full of books to explain and elaborate. Only by thoroughly understanding all the books in a room can one successfully cultivate a holy method.
The content and interpretation of Thor's Hammer have long been remembered in Zhang Ruochen's mind, but understanding it is another matter. After just meditating for a moment, he felt a little dizzy and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
Zhang Ruochen did not give up. He used his powerful mental power to study each book one by one in the sea of ??consciousness, overcoming one difficulty after another.
You must know that with Zhang Ruochen's current mental strength, it only takes one breath to write down all the contents of a book and fully understand the meaning of those contents.
However, it took him two full days to sort out all the contents of Thor's Hammer.He was bleeding and suffered some injuries, so he retreated quickly, met up with another death knight, and stood side by side.
"Could it be that the Temple of the Immortal sent the Death Knight to chase him?"
Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo immediately activated their holy energy and entered a fighting state.
Behind the two Death Knights, a woman wearing a black veil walked out. She had a curvy figure and soft curves. Her eyes contained evil power. She said softly: "Before coming here, I underestimated you. With the attack power you just exploded, your mental power has probably reached level 52, right?"
"Are you a human or an undead vampire?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
There are no blood wings on that woman¡¯s back, so Zhang Ruochen asked this question.
She smiled slightly: "My body contains half the blood of the undead vampires and half the blood of humans. I forgot to tell you that my name is Zhu Qingyi, and I am the direct disciple of King Zhongying."
"The disciple of King Zhongying."
There was a cold look in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
" Enemies are really on the same road.
Zhu Qingyi said: "You have pretty good mental strength and you are a talented person. Tell me your name and origin. I mean there may not be a way out for you."
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