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Chapter 1890 The Emperor of the Martial World

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    On the ice bed, an old body lay quietly. His limbs were curled up and he was as thin as a tree root just dug out of the mud.

    Long white hairs, like spider silk, are scattered around the ice bed, having not been trimmed for hundreds of years.

    The person lying on the ice bed was not Shi Mingyuan.

    ¡°It¡¯s great that the old patriarch is still alive!¡±

    "If the old patriarch can recover, with his attainments in spiritual power and talismans, do we, the Ancient Suppressing Clan, still need to fear the undead Vampire Clan?"

    The holy realm elders of the Zhenyu Ancient Clan were divided into two rows and stood neatly below. Their eyes were shocked, worried, and at the same time full of deep anticipation.

    Three hours ago, Zhang Ruochen sent Shi Mingyuan into the world of heaven and earth, and asked the Heavenly Divine Tree to purify the evil consciousness in his body.

    Just like this, Shi Mingyuan was no longer crazy and no longer attacked other monks, but he still had the blood poison of Pluto in his body, so he fell into a deep sleep.

    At this moment, Zhang Ruochen, Bao Lie, Xiang Chunan, and Luo Yi took action together, using their holy energy to penetrate into Shi Mingyuan's body and force out the blood poison of Pluto drop by drop.

    The four of them spent most of the day and only managed to force out one-third of the blood poison.

    Shi Ren went up to him and asked, "Brother Zhang, how are you doing?"

    "One-third has been cleared. Hurry up and feed the old patriarch some blood-increasing elixirs. We will continue to clear it tomorrow." Zhang Ruochen said.

    Below, the elders of the Holy Realm of the Ancient Suppression Clan all showed happy faces.

    One of the elders said: "One third can be removed in one go. Doesn't it mean that in two days, the blood poison in the old patriarch's body will be completely removed?"

    "It's not that simple. The old patriarch was too deeply poisoned, and all the blood in his body was integrated with Pluto's blood poison. With our cultivation, it is impossible to completely remove it, even if the Great Sage takes action. Only through constant blood exchange and blood production, the blood poison can be eliminated  It's getting lighter and lighter," Zhang Ruochen said.

    Shi Ren said: "Then how long will it take for grandpa to wake up?"

    Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said: "Half a month! After half a month, the blood poison in the old patriarch's body should be less than one thousandth. With his own cultivation, he can suppress the blood poison. At that time,  , maybe you can wake up."

    "Thank you, Brother Zhang. Our ancient Zhenyuan clan owes you a lot. From now on, Shi Ren's life belongs to you." Shi Ren said with a very serious expression and red eyes.

    Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Take good care of the old patriarch, and leave the Sword Tomb for a while."

    "Where are you going?" Shi Ren asked.

    ¡°I¡¯ll be back soon.¡±

    By the time he said this, Zhang Ruochen had disappeared into the Sword Tomb Palace.

    Leaving the sword tomb, Zhang Ruochen burned a message light talisman and shot it out to the sky.

    He passed this light talisman to Master Indra who was far away in the Western Region, and was preparing to retrieve the Taotian Sword stored there.

    "The Sword Tomb and the Ancient Zhenjing Clan are guarded by the formations and divine patterns left over from the Middle Ages. If you want to send a message, you have to go out. It's really troublesome."

    Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and was about to return to the Sword Tomb.

    Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he immediately formed a palm print, shot out a giant flame dragon, and struck a barren mountain thirty miles away to the right.

    "Chichi."

    In the barren mountain, a blood-red circular mark appeared, as if a cave appeared out of thin air.

    A figure wearing the blood armor of the Hundred Saints jumped out from the blood-colored cave. The flesh wings on his back spread out, and the dense blood energy suddenly covered the land thousands of miles around.

    "Crash."

    In his hand, he held a steel dragon-like chain, which collided with the flame dragon shot by Zhang Ruochen, smashing the dragon into pieces and turning it into balls of fire.

    ¡°Hey, you¡¯re very alert, you can actually detect my aura.¡± The martial arts disciple laughed.

    The blood energy spread to Zhang Ruochen and enveloped him.

    Zhang Ruochen could feel a strange force flowing in his blood, like mud, suppressing his cultivation and speed of action.

    "To be able to break one of my palm prints, this monk from the Immortal Vampire Tribe is by no means a simple person." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

    You must know that Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level is only one step away from the Nine-step Holy King. Even if he just slaps a palm casually, the power is overwhelming.

    Zhang Ruochen remained calm and glanced around, saying, "There are quite a few people from the Immortal Vampire Clan. In addition to a Baihuan Divine Son, another one has appeared. The rest of them should also show up!"

    &nbsThe lips of the long-faced emperor moved, and a silent sound wave came out, entering the ears of the emperor of the martial world.

    The eyes of the Emperor of the Martial Realm suddenly brightened, and he laughed: "It turns out that you are the descendant of Saint Monk Xumi. Okay, that's great. Then you may have a way out today. Hand over the Secret Book of Inheritance, my Son.  I will spare your life."

    Zhang Ruochen realized that there must be other undead vampire masters nearby, and there was probably more than one.

    The emperor of the martial world is a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. When he saw the change in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, he realized that this descendant of time and space was looking for an opportunity to retreat.

    "Haha, stop dreaming, you can't leave today!"

    The chain in the hands of the Emperor of the Martial Realm spun rapidly and became thousands of feet long. As it spun faster and faster, it formed a huge whirlpool, tearing apart the surrounding mountains and sweeping them up into the sky.

    "I gave you the opportunity to hand it over voluntarily, but you didn't. I can only come and get it myself."

    "Wow."

    The chains carried the rocky mountains, making the sky dim and dull. The roaring sound continued to be heard, and then, the power of destroying the heaven and the earth bombarded Zhang Ruochen.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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