However, Zhang Ruochen has seen the Six Saints Dingtian Wine with his own eyes.

At that time, the talented woman of Holy Book held a feast at the Liangyi Sect. The human monks sitting on the throne of Renjie were drinking the Six Saints Dingtian Wine. It is said that at the feast, all the outstanding people had drank all the only small amount of Six Saints Dingtian Wine in the world.

Therefore, the Six Saints Dingtian Wine is real. Only by finding the recipe can it be brewed in large quantities, so that the entire human race will reach unprecedented prosperity without fear of any disaster.

To take a step back, even if Zhang Ruochen is not that great, he can at least use the Six Saints Dingtian Wine to cultivate thousands of geniuses who are comparable to the holy body for the Mingzong and the Blood God Cult.

Xiao Hei slashed the gold and said in a stern manner: "I swear to the sky that the recipe of the Six Saints Dingtian wine is indeed in the Yin and Yang Sea."

"Okay! I believe you once, two days later, we will set out to the Yin-Yang Sea." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Why two days later?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Because in the past two days, I have to do something important."

That night, Zhang Ruochen, Elder Yuanxing and Elder Yuan Zhou went to the underground of the Blood God Altar to worship the blood God's corpse.

The blood god's corpse is more than a thousand feet high. Even though it has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, it still has a powerful sacred force covering it. The saints will have to bear huge pressure when they approach the past.

"The human body can actually reach more than a thousand feet high." Zhang Ruochen felt incredible.

Elder Yuanxing and Elder Yuan Zhou both had an old face tightened, looking respectful, and did not even dare to speak loudly.

They were all shocked when they heard Zhang Ruochen's voice.

Elder Yuan Zhou hurriedly said, "Master, don't talk nonsense, don't blaspheme the gods. That is the body of the gods, not the humans. Although the blood god has passed away, the soul of the gods has not been completely annihilated, and may return one day. When we come here, we should have a sense of awe."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked up. He only felt that the corpse in front of him was like a towering mountain, which made people feel heartbroken.

Elder Yuanxing was afraid that the young leader around him would talk nonsense again, so he quickly explained: "The path of cultivation is a process of continuous transformation. Every time he reaches a great realm, a huge leap will take place."

"Among them, sanctification and godhood were the two biggest degenerations."

"The ancient books record that once a monk becomes a god, his blood and energy will grow violently, breaking through the suppression of space. If he does not go to the divine realm, he will become a sacred giant."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "So that's how it is."

Then, Zhang Ruochen had a new question and asked: "Why didn't the Blood God go to the God Realm? Does the legendary God Realm really exist?"

Elder Yuanxing spread his hands, expressed helplessness, and said with a wry smile: "The wise men of all dynasties in Kunlun Realm have been discussing your question, but they have not reached a conclusion at all. Perhaps only by practicing to become a god can you know the answer."

Zhang Ruochen stopped asking, walked towards the corpse of the Blood God and said, "I want to take ten million drops of divine blood."

Both holy elders thought they had hallucinations and immediately asked, "What?"

"This sect mainly collects ten million drops of divine blood." Zhang Ruochen said again.

The two holy elders were shocked.

Ten million drops of divine blood, what a joke?
Chapter completed!