Chapter 952: Nine is the most respected at the altar

I don’t know how long it has been, Xuanyuan Nanxing has completely woken up. (Sacred Temple)

When he opened his eyes, Equatorial Feng was surprised: "Hey, this breath is. Nanxing, you actually condensed such a fighting spirit, giving me the feeling that it is so powerful."

"Strong? Maybe! But there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. This universe is extremely vast. There are always people who are stronger than you. The real power is to move forward endlessly and step out of your own path. Before I contacted the power of Morgan's Emperor Sacrifice, I always like to use Bernard's God of War to compare and measure. Now I think about it, I really look at the sky from a well!" Xuanyuan Nanxing sighed and sighed.

"Hey, you bastard will interrupt. I tell you, don't do anything wrong again, you will almost die." Equatorial Wind roared.

"Old Chi, I'm still talking about me! You're not so good? When suppressing the Ghost Face of the War Emperor, the Sword of Desolation almost collapsed. If it really collapses, do you think you can survive?" Xuanyuan Nanxing was stubborn and cute.

"***, I knew you would say that, we will be even when we talk about it every time. Listen to it, it will not be accurate next time unless we fight the Bernard bastards on the battlefield." Equatorial Wind was not interested in killing insects. The trip to the secret realm was not about seeking death, but for promotion.

"I know that human civilization is in danger, and one day it will fight for mountains and rivers on the battlefield. Perhaps the accumulation of human civilization for thousands of years will be destroyed." Xuanyuan sighed slightly. He was helpless in this era. Although he could have a magnificent life, he was destined to be without a fate with peace. Now the entire federation has bid farewell to the years of peace and entered the war period. The hatred with the three tribes that lasted for hundreds of years will have a result, and it should be in this generation.

There is silence on the altar. Who can bear the sorrow of stopping the war? How many families will be broken and how many planets will be subverted, no one knows.

"Hmph, I said to cheer up and let us turn the tide after going out of the secret realm. Holy Hall," Equator Feng finally said, and then changed the topic: "The altar is digesting blood energy. The supreme altar is nine floors, but now it has only five floors built, and its functions are not fully open. Nanxing, you should quickly display your fighting spirit and enter the main control center. Otherwise, I am worried that the ghost face of the War Emperor will condense consciousness again and wake up."

"What? Can it still wake up?"

"There is no way, this ghost thing can constantly copy the electric pulse signals and preserve the origins of several Morgan strong men. As long as it is given a chance, it will be revived unlimitedly. And the stronger the power of the altar, the greater the benefits it will be." Equatorial Feng's tone was depressed.

"This is indeed a trouble and a huge hidden danger." Xuanyuan Nanxing nodded and hurriedly closed his eyes. The emperor's power combined with pure fighting spirit to explore the core of the altar, and the spiritual power penetrated completely.

As soon as I entered the main control core, I saw a phantom of an altar, which was as high as nine floors. The outer edge was surrounded by the Blood Jade Platform. The altar emitted treasure light and exuded extraordinary light.

"The nine-layer altars have their own functions, which is incredible." Xuanyuan Nanxing learned a lot in an instant.

Only by absorbing vast blood energy can the altar eventually grow into this mode, looking like a pagoda, overflowing with blood energy in the sky, like the rebirth of Morgan's sacrificial emperor, becoming a supreme sacrificial weapon, a rare great weapon in the world.

Even when the Morgan tribe was at its peak, several nine-story altars were not formed.

During those long periods, not only did the Great Saint King Worm recover, but in addition to the Mother Emperor Haofeng, several powerful mother insects led their tribes to rage the Milky Way.

The Morgan tribe fought with him for thousands of years and killed all the mother insects under the mother emperor. They were not the emperor, but only for the insects. There was a huge difference in intelligence and status.

However, the mother emperor Haofeng was in his prime and could not be killed, so he could only seal it. All nine-layer altars were destroyed in the final decisive battle, and even three priests with long lifespans died, which made the Morgan tribe extremely prosperous and declining.

Tens of thousands of years since then, the Morgan tribe has been in a slump, and even withdrew from the star field more than 100,000 years ago, which is also closely related to the war.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was able to discover the ancient secret realm and obtain an altar with extraordinary foundation. It can be said that the opportunity was deep. However, he had to go out from here first, otherwise he would end up like Haofeng and be sealed near the black hole forever until the years passed and his life ended.

The long star road and where the exit is, the altar is not marked.

What is certain is that there is indeed a secret exit, but it is no longer found with the endless years.

Fortunately, the Morgans left a way out for future generations, which was to fight out of the nine-story altar, build the road to heaven, and use the core of the tower to restore the coordinates of the starry sky, and leave.

But how easy is it to build a nine-story altar?

Xuanyuan Nanxing was shocked. The Morgans were all fighting madmen. The Burners were pitifully weak compared to them. Since they embarked on this path, they would never look back, die, or be promoted, and fight for the future.

Watch the nine-story altar quietly, from the top down, each layer exudes a confusing charm, and it has endless mystery in the development and use of blood energy. Even if the equatorial wind has cracked many permissions, it cannot be eroded and seen through.

The top altar is the peak of the supreme, forming an undefeated throne. The functions of the eight levels of altar can be extracted from the following eight layers of altars for use by the strong.

The throne is divided into primary and secondary, and can accommodate up to nine strong men. The central throne is the imperial throne, like a broken sword against the sky, and is as tall as a mountain. If there is a peerless birth, you can be promoted to the throne, and the altar is more in line with it. It can be said that the nine-layer altar is a great killing weapon prepared for the Emperor Morgan.

Going downwards in turn, the eighth layer of the altar is composed of clusters of purple crystals, and countless precious blood jades are lingering around, responsible for storing blood energy. The seventh layer of the altar is composed of a crisscrossing red furnace, forming supreme treasure flames. The sixth layer of the altar is a thick blood crystal, which seems to form a world of its own, interpreting supreme and bizarre, which can repair mental damage and resist spiritual impact. As for the fifth layer, it is like a piece of scallops bonded together.

These scallops are made of insect shells after the incineration of precious flames. Each piece is only the size of a palm, refracting metallic luster and emitting gem-like brilliance, like scales, extremely precious. What is really rare is that the trace of golden light mixed between the scallops is infinitely sharp.

After the fifth layer was formed, scale shadows appeared on the blood jade platform surrounding the altar, and its defense ability soared rapidly. The blood-colored shield also formed scale shadows in the sky in the outside world, as if it was inlaid with hard scales, giving people a feeling much stronger than before.

With the blessing of vast blood energy, the altar has formed the upper five layers, and the lower four layers are still in fertility. In addition, only if the nine-layer altar is fully formed can all kinds of abilities be fully activated. The ability that can be used now is only a tiny, which is somewhat regrettable.

The lower the altar is, the greater the blood energy required. And the five layers formed at this moment are still in the prototype.

Take the fifth layer for example. Use insect shells to create protective scale armor. In the end, all of them need to be replaced with the Supreme Insect King's carapace, and even more, you have to swallow rare metals to stabilize the main body.

Xuanyuan Nanxing glanced at the flowers and looked at the fourth floor of the altar. This layer will produce Morgan bloodthirsty flowers. The altar contains flower species. As long as the blood can be abundant to a certain extent, this flower can be born.

Let’s look at the third layer. It was originally a black head. After pouring the blood of the insect king, it can be activated. Just like cell division, it quickly reproduces billions of heads. Its big mouth can spew milky white beams, and its power is similar to that of billions of fortress cannons. It is most suitable to kill a large number of low-end enemies.

The second floor of the altar looks empty, and the space is constructed by blood crystals, but in fact it hides 8,358 treasure mirrors.

After a careful sense, Xuanyuan Nanxing couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The second layer of the altar is extraordinary. No wonder the blood energy required is the most of the nine layers. The condensed treasure mirror can create a mirror clone on each side. Although it only has one-twentieth of the entity, it cannot withstand the vastness of the mirror clone.

Think about it, what a spectacular scene it would be for the eight thousand three hundred and fifty-eight Xuanyuan Nanxing and eight thousand three hundred and fifty-eight human emperors to arrive. It would be fine for ordinary clones. Among these eight thousand three hundred and fifty-eight mirror clones, there are three mirror clones that can actually condense nearly half of the physical combat power. If combined with various weapons, it would be the most incredible super combat group in the Federation.

Seeing the second floor of the altar, many thoughts emerged in Xuanyuan Nanxing's mind. The power of the ninth floor of the altar is unpredictable. It is a great weapon that can reverse the interstellar war situation. It is often a strategic killer move and must be in control.

Looking at the base of the altar again, it was the first floor and was shocked again.

This base part requires the refining of nine Supreme Worm Kings into zombies, and then improving it in a blood refining method. The bodies of the nine Supreme Worm Kings can be slowly combined into one place, and the closer the bloodline, the faster the fusion speed, and finally forged a nine-headed turtle-body monster.

The nine supreme monsters carry the altar and suppress everything, become kings and ancestors, and honor their power for generations.

"What a nine-story altar, Morgan's attainment in blood energy is incredible." Xuanyuan Nanxing had to admire him, and his expectations for the altar were incredible. He rushed over and used his fighting spirit to wash away the phantom of the nine-story altar, constantly penetrated and controlled it.

It has been thirteen hours since the virtual sacrificial emperor self-destruction sacrifice. Due to the influence of the black hole, time seems to be distorted, not as accurate as outside the secret realm. Generally speaking, it took so long that the Sword of Destruction trembled slightly, becoming more mysterious.

Absorbing huge and pure dark energy, the Sword of Destruction makes up for the previous battle consumption.

With the strength of Xuanyuan Nanxing, his ideas can attract dark energy within a radius of millions of kilometers. If the situation is urgent, he can also cut the space nodes and extract energy from the dark void within a few light years. However, along the way, every battle is a battle, and every consumption is unprecedented.

Equatorial Wind had long complained, worried that this would not be sustainable. Fortunately, he had obtained so much dark energy with the hands of the Emperor of Sacrifice, and all of them were stored in the sword body magnetic field. It became more and more intense, and the older it became, the deeper it became. Finally, he had a strong foundation.

At this moment, with the trembling sound, the five-layer altar was completely consolidated, and six-layer altars began to be formed, and a blood-colored seed appeared at the base.
Chapter completed!