Chapter 4497 ​​Tu, Xueluomen

Of course, he has another purpose here.

"Suck." Xiao Yi shouted.

From all directions, the power of billowing blood surged forward, still carrying the scorching aura of the raging thunder.

It has been nine years, and the level of his God-killing bloodline and the strength of the blood bead in his body are still where they were nine years ago, completely unable to keep up with his current level of cultivation.

There is no doubt about the strength of the God-killing bloodline, but it requires immense blood power to cultivate.

Once the level of the God-killing bloodline catches up to his current level of cultivation, his strength will be improved again.

Half a moment.

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly, feeling refreshed.

The energy and blood power of these three strongest old men in the Chongtu Sect is much larger and more powerful than all the other warriors in the entire Chongtu Sect combined.

"Sure enough, the stronger the warrior, the greater and more powerful the essence and blood within him will be."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "No wonder Senior King Fengxu's evil reputation made everyone in the endless void, including all the major heavens, fearful of him and he was known as the God of Death."

King Ming is extremely famous in all heavens and all realms.

King Fengxu, on the other hand, has a fierce reputation at the top level of this void.

…

Ten days later.

Miaomu Lingzong.

Xiao Yi's figure appeared here.

Thunder was rolling in the sky above the sect.

…

One day later, Xiao Yi left and began to shuttle in the direction of Qinghan Palace.

"There are still more than twenty days." Xiao Yi thought.

If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be an affiliated force of Tianluo Sect in the direction of the void heading to Qinghan Palace.

Half a month later.

On a certain deserted star.

In front of a vast mountain gate.

Xiao Yi's figure appeared out of thin air.

"Xueluo Mountain, it is indeed here. It seems I remembered it correctly." Xiao Yi laughed evilly.

Xueluoshan, one of the famous overlord forces in all the worlds.

The warriors among them all cultivate the blood path, and among them, the body cultivation of the blood path is the most famous.

Boom boom boom…

The rolling thunder rages again.

After two full days and two nights, the land of this desolate star that should have been desolate was extremely hot.

The remaining breath of thunder lingers for a long time.

Among the huge stars, he was the only one alive at this moment.

Xiao Yi held purple electricity in his hand, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yi wiped it, still smiling with satisfaction.

This battle was also an explosion of normal combat power, without any increase.

For warriors, it is obviously the fastest way to determine and become familiar with the growth in strength brought about by breaking through one's own realm through combat.

Half a moment.

Xiao Yi absorbed all the blood power and nodded with satisfaction.

"The blood power and blood essence power of a blood warrior is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors."

Killing this Bloody Luo Mountain can accumulate the blood power in the blood beads faster than killing several heavy earth sects.

but…

Xiao Yi felt the blood bead through his inner vision and shook his head slightly, "It's still far from enough."

God-killing bloodline, as an acquired practice, requires a huge amount of blood power.

If it is regarded as normal cultivation, it may not be as terrifying as the huge small world in his body, but it is definitely much more difficult than the cultivation of those top geniuses in the Tianyu.

If we say, Xiao Yi himself is walking on an extremely difficult road.

Then cultivating the God-killing bloodline will be a more difficult path than that of the monsters in the heavenly realm.

The road may seem increasingly difficult, but in fact, the growth it brings will make it easier for him to walk.

Xiao Yi took back Zidian and stared into the distance, "This place is close to Qinghan Palace. Seven or eight days should be enough to get there."

…

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Xiao Yi's figure jumped and shuttled quickly.

Eight days later.

Sure enough, Xiao Yikan rushed to Qinghan Palace half a day before the birthday party started.

Qinghan Palace, behind the main hall, in the courtyard of the Empress Palace.

In a boudoir.

Two graceful figures, two women with peerless looks, laughing and talking.

The two of them looked like they were only in their early twenties.

If it weren't for the mature expressions on their faces, I wouldn't have been able to tell that these two women were already mothers.

In front of him were two young men.

One, dressed in white, modest and courteous, as gentle as jade.

One, dressed in fine clothes, looked dissolute.

The four of them consider themselves Empress Qinghan, Empress Hanjing, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Xinghe.

At this time, Xiao Yi's figure slowly arrived.

Four glances came at him instantly.

"Brother Yi." Xiao Bai called happily.

"Cut." Xiao Xinghe made a 'cut' sound.

"Oh." Empress Qinghan looked at Xiao Yi playfully, "You brat, I haven't seen you in nine years, oh no, it's been more than nine years."

"If you don't come, your mother will be very anxious."

The Empress of the Cold Realm looked at Xiao Yi closely without saying a word, but the longing and concern in her eyes were extremely strong.

Xiao Yi quickened his pace and walked over, and at the end, he bowed.

In just this moment, the Empress of Han Realm felt her eyes moistened and couldn't help it, "Yi'er, there's no need to be polite. Come here and let me take a look."

The Empress of the Cold Realm's voice was choked with sobs, and she made a gesture to get up and come over to pull Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was the first to walk in front of the Cold Realm Empress, but he was also the first to slowly grab the Cold Realm Empress's wrist and feel it carefully.

Seeing this, the Hanjing Empress shook her head repeatedly, "Don't worry Yi'er, mother is fine."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

After Xiao Yi's treatment, the mental injuries suffered back then showed no signs of worsening over the years.

"It's okay." Xiao Yi chuckled.

A smile feels like a spring breeze.

That extremely handsome face actually looks good when it smiles.

But, how many people in this world have seen this young man’s genuine smile?

"Tsk tsk." Empress Qinghan on the side made a sound of 'tsk tsk' one after another.

"What an incomparable young man."

"Sister Wushuang, you are lucky to have given birth to such a boy, who is more beautiful than a woman."

"In the past, I thought my Bai'er was pretty enough, but compared with this kid, she's far behind."

"It's okay to be good-looking, but he's as capable as a monster and is proficient in almost everything in martial arts."
To be continued...