Blood bathed the two of them, and soon everyone noticed something.

"I understand, Lord Di Wushuang and Luo Feng are... improving the purity of the Emperor's bloodline," Old Stranger held his beard, his eyes filled with shock,

Violet and the four looked at each other, not knowing what they were thinking.

But there was panic deep in his eyes.

"If we let them improve the purity of their bloodline, wouldn't they become the next Teiryuuzaki in the future?" The twin-tailed woman turned pale, "Hey, are you just going to watch them evolve? If you don't stop them, they are descendants of demons."

No one answered, because the other three knew that, let alone stopped them, they were afraid that even if they got close, their own blood would be instantly backlashed.

Why?

Because although the giant guarding the bloody world did not move, he still knew that it was the extremely pure aura of the Emperor's bloodline.

Even though you don't feel much oppression in the outside world, once you step inside.

Don't doubt it, you will be killed by that breath instantly.

This! This is the absolute gap between bloodlines.

The difference between the bloodline at the top of the pyramid and the emperor's bloodline.

The difference between the bloodline of an apex predator and the strongest bloodline on the surface.

The four of them gave up on their stupid and naive idea after considering the danger involved, and could only watch the two of them bathed in blood.

The only thing to do is to beg and they will not succeed.

But...

Luo Feng and Di Wushuang were both smooth, greedily absorbing the origin of the Di clan's bloodline.

There was nothing strange. The only strange thing was that Di Wushuang's blood-colored hair became more and more gorgeous, like a leaping flame.

And Luo Feng's hair became whiter and brighter, like stars.

The two worlds intertwined by day and blood began to take different paths, becoming increasingly clear.

The rhythm of war is the breathing and consciousness of two people, which are synchronously moving at high frequency.

Every time the breath vibrates, the void will twist and dust will fly up...

Half an hour later...

Finally, something strange seemed to appear on Luo Feng's side.

His war rhythm became chaotic and heavy.

Seeing this scene, what the old man Moke was worried about happened.

"Master Luo Feng's Imperial bloodline is not as pure as Master Di Wushuang, and the overall level of his Imperial bloodline is not as pure as Master Di Wushuang."

"In half an hour, he has already reached his limit, and he is about to be unable to catch up with Master Shen Wushuang's absorption."

"What will happen?" Guangyue Shishu looked confused.

"The best way is for Lord Luo Feng to stop, but Lord Di Wushuang seems to be able to continue absorbing."

All of this is the result of the purity of the Emperor's bloodline.

And just when everyone thought Luo Feng would stop because of this, he actually adjusted his breathing again and moved forward, almost risking his life.

Another half hour has passed...

Luo Feng's daytime world began to shake violently, and the rhythm of war began to become completely chaotic, beating randomly.

Seeing that Luo Feng was approaching his limit, but the origin of the Emperor's bloodline had not yet been absorbed, suddenly the rhythm of Emperor Wushuang's war in the bloody world became more and more active.

Some kind of invisible sound wave stretched out to Luo Feng like a hand.

At this time, Luo Feng, who was breathing rapidly, began to stabilize.

"Master Di Wushuang is actually leading that boy Luo Feng!" Guangyue Shishu said in surprise.

The two of them move forward hand in hand, leading to a higher purity of the Emperor's bloodline.

Feeling Di Wushuang's help, Luo Feng couldn't help but smile.

In the wonderful world of Di's bloodline, the tall figure resisted everything in front and stepped into the bloody storm world. Luo Feng followed under his protection.

"Follow my rhythm," Di Wushuang's voice sounded deep in Luo Feng's mind.

The voice was so calm that no changes could shake him in the slightest, giving Luo Feng an inexplicable sense of strong security.

Luo Feng also completely gave up his own rhythm and completely trusted Di Wushuang.

Seeing this scene, Ziniang covered her mouth and said with a smile, "The scene of brothers uniting as one appears in the blood of the Emperor's family. This seems a bit strange."

Time is passing... The bloody giant began to disappear suddenly after arriving at the second hour.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody world faded and was completely absorbed in a few minutes.

Everything...returns to peace.

The yellow sand of the desert dominates the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

"Successful?" Both camps had mixed emotions.

The twelve evils are happiness, and the four people in the Guangming Emperor Temple are fear.

"Let's go and have a look." After Ziniang confirmed that it was safe, she led everyone to the center of the battlefield.

Suddenly, two weak figures came limping forward, supporting each other.

It was Di Wushuang and Luo Feng.

"How are you, are you okay?" Di Wushuang's face always had a look of being distant, but his eyes showed an imperceptible concern for Luo Feng.

Luo Feng was so weak that he could barely open one eye and said feebly, "It's okay. Although he is weak, he feels that there is so much power in his body."

"Well, I feel it too. You have indeed become stronger. I am really curious about what kind of different bloodline ability your third level of divine power is."

"You'll know soon, won't you?" Luo Feng said with a meaningful smile, because just when his bloodline was promoted to a new level, he already knew how to awaken the third-level bloodline ability.

That comes from some kind of ancestral memory imprinted deep in the genes as the purity of the bloodline increases.

"As expected of my brother, Luo Feng, I hope you can have a good fight with me when the time comes."

"Brother, you have to be merciful," Luo Feng smiled ruefully.

"Lord Di Wushuang," Guangyue Shishu ran over, and the twelve fierce men stabilized the two of them.

"How is it? I mean, don't you feel any discomfort?" Ziniang asked worriedly.

"It's okay," Di Wushuang shook his head, "Leave here first, we are too weak now, be careful if someone takes action now."

As he spoke, everyone's eyes stayed on the four people in the Guangming Emperor Temple.

Violet smiled and said, "Luo Feng and I are friends, and we will not harm you."

The Twelve Evils looked at the Balance Organization bug again.

Bedbug was stunned for a moment and said with a guilty conscience, "What are you looking at? This guy is my boss's favorite, just like his godson. I don't dare to touch him."

"Fifth Senior Sister, are you okay?" Luo Feng looked at Xuanyuan Liuli.

At this time, Xuanyuan Liuli had been cured, but was still very weak, but strong and calm, "It's okay, let's go first."

After saying this, the group quickly left the place, leaving Violet alone.

"What to do now?" asked the man with the broad sword.

Violet frowned slightly, "Inform the Emperor of Light what we have seen."

"How to say?"

"Let's just say... Luo Feng and Di Wushuang's bloodlines have been improved. They are very likely to become the next Emperor Ryuzaki, allowing Lord Guangming Emperor to make a decision."

And soon the disappearance was reported to the Temple of the Emperor of Light.

The dark hall was filled with dead silence. The star boy in the corridor of the palace came after receiving the message from the Emperor of Light.

"You already know the matter, right?" The voice of the Emperor of Light, sitting high on the cold Iron Throne, was ethereal and powerful.

"I know," Xingtong smiled, "I'm happy for him."

"What about you, is it going well?"

Star Child smiled faintly, "It is indeed difficult to absorb the body of the Fallen King, but it went smoothly."

At this time, the eyes on Star Child's forehead moved, with a hint of blue charm, and the aura belonging to the Fallen King nourished Star Child's shortcomings.

That is, his body is not as strong as Luo Feng. Now that he is nourished by the body of the fallen king, Xingtong's strength is already extremely terrifying.

"Very good. I'm already looking forward to the day of the bet. Which one is better, you or Luo Feng?"
Chapter completed!