Chapter 151 Cicada Ancestor

In the steaming pool of blood, Song Hua and He Tianwang were buzzing together.

There are many blood pools like this, densely covered with the entire starry sky, and runes of the law of immortals everywhere.

From time to time, big battles came, and women such as An Ran, Luo Xin fought with some men.

Song Hua ignored it. At this moment, he was enjoying the benefits brought by the Immortal Phoenix Blood Pool.

He has an article about the magical powers of the Immortal Phoenix Treasure Art, which is about Nirvana.

Now he is silently pursuing this technique and is baptized by the blood pool.

The strange black runes drilled into his body like iron nematodes.

Similarly, he felt a burst of severe pain, and his skin was cut open with force by a sharp weapon, and he lay down with boiling water.

The bones were clattering, and if a hammer was hitting his bones, he couldn't help but breathe in pain.

He felt that his body was being tempered. He was like a piece of cast iron, constantly being beaten by a blacksmith, and the impurities in his body were beaten out.

Similarly, Song Hua was also observing the movements around him, but unfortunately, there were no special circumstances.

These foreign powerhouses do their own things, and there is no chance.

There was no way, Song Hua had to be baptized here.

As time goes by, many people can't hold on anymore, and some even turn into a pool of blood.

But the most powerful people still had rosy faces, and the roar of Taoism and the sound of chanting scriptures spread out from their bodies.

One year, two years and three years

Three years have passed, and even Song Hua can't hold on anymore, and his soul is almost out of his body.

It seemed like I was being guided by something again.

It made him extremely uncomfortable. He borrowed dark matter to refine himself, otherwise he might be at a loss in the future when facing darkness.

When Song Hua woke up, he found that there were no one else in this world.

In the scarlet world, in the world of the sea of ​​blood, he was the only one standing quietly on the sea of ​​blood, looking around.

When he came out of the Feather Phoenix Realm, countless creatures looked at him with shock, and even the young supremes looked at him with strong fighting spirit.

Song Hua didn't understand why, so he glanced at King He and found that the same was true for this person.

"What a pervert, I can survive for three years."

"The longest time in history is more than two years, but this brother Duan Dao can hold on for so long."

Everyone was talking, and Song Hua had no expression on his face, and he didn't want to do it, but he naturally wouldn't let it go if he could enhance himself.

Three years passed if you are not careful.

His strength has also reached its peak moment, and he may break through to the Supreme at any time.

Song Hua wanted to leave, but the benefits were not yet taken away. How can he do not make trouble in a foreign land?

At the same time, more and more people came to the starry sky, looked at Song Hua and looked at him carefully.

There was even a supreme coming out. They frowned and looked at Song Hua, and found that this person could barely escape from a realm, which would make them feel a little dangerous.

"Which line of line are you from? The Cicada clan does not have a person like you at all, and you are a human clan. It is impossible for the human clan to have such a peerless genius!"

"Is it from Jiutian smuggled over?!"

At this moment, a supreme surrounded Song Hua with an aggressive tone.

In the foreign land, no genius can escape immortal deduction, and even the immortal king cannot deduce this person's life experience.

This is strange.

After all, it is impossible to be unknown if you can persist in the blood pool of the Fallen Immortal Phoenix for so long, and even the leaders of several eras in their foreign lands cannot do it.

Some immortals can even sense the aura in Song Hua's body that is not a foreign land.

Behind me, the world tree is majestic, and it is powerful in the past and present. When the leaves turn, the stars roll, the sun and the moon rumble, shaking the world.

In the starry sky, there are many creatures looking at Song Hua with some gaze.

If you have jealousy and murderous intentions, you are more impressed.

Jiyi looked at him from a distance, very calm. His golden hair swayed gently. Anyway, he didn't know when Gu Zu accepted an apprentice.

This person is just an apprentice who pretends to be the Immortal King.

After all, his ancient ancestor is still in seclusion, how could he teach his disciples?

Even his grandfather is not qualified.

Song Hua remained silent, slowly accumulating strength. He believed that if the Cicada Zu knew, he would come.

After all, with his first-hand knowledge of the law of time, it is impossible to notice it.

"Don't talk, that's it."

"Catch him!"

When the supreme spoke, several supreme burst out with earth-shaking pressure. The stars disappeared in an instant, the galaxy evaporated, and the deep starry sky suddenly broke through countless large cracks.

"stop!"

A cold voice spread throughout the starry sky, and a vast pressure swept across it, like a vast ocean, and the supreme wire was like a drop of water entering the sea.

"immortal!"

The Supreme was shocked and looked into the distance. A middle-aged man stepped on his feet. Song Hua just blinked his eyes and the middle-aged man came to him.

The middle-aged man has golden hair, looks majestic and is powerful without anger. He is two meters tall and extremely strong, making people feel oppressed at a glance.

"Citrus melts!"

"grandfather!"

In the starry sky, there are strong people shocked, and so is Ji Yi.

"Little Friend Duan is indeed a disciple of Jizu. He has never shown up. Jizu personally sent me a message and asked me to pick him up." Jiluo's words were very cold, not as if he was explaining.

He couldn't understand why Gu Zu woke up directly in seclusion and asked him to go to the starry sky to pick up someone.

Gu Zu had to execute the order, and he heard from Gu Zu that that person was his disciple, but no one knew about it.

The faces of several supreme emperors surrounding Song Hua became ugly, and they were deliberately looking for trouble.

I just want to see if Song Hua is the disciple of the Cicada Ancestor.

After all, the Cicada tribe is still an outsider compared to them.

If not, then recruit.

If it's really from Jiutian, I'm sorry.

Kill, impossible.

After all, talent is where it is.

At most, it is given to the Immortal King to deal with it and see how he came here.

However, now that they have confirmed their identity, they have not continued to cause trouble and have left soon.

"Let's go." Ji Rong glanced at Song Hua, then finally glanced at his grandson not far away, and disappeared into the starry sky with Song Hua in his arms.

"So Brother Duan is not kidding."

"A strong man from the human race, this is the most terrifying genius from countless eras. He can actually hold on that place for three years."

"Now Luo Xin's number one genius in the human race is probably about to change hands, and even the title of the most powerful person in the human race has been given to Brother Duan."

The crowd around was talking and began to discuss this matter, which soon spread throughout the top ten giant cities in the foreign land.

Luo Xin looked complicated, but she didn't say much. On the contrary, there was a relaxed smile on her face.

An Ran and others' faces became much darker. A human race suddenly appeared and could crush them with a strong body.

The combat power is definitely not simple.

In front of a rough stone gate, there is no divine power or a law. It is simple and plain, and this place is very ordinary.

Song Hua was brought here by Jimeng. Jimeng finally glanced at him deeply and left.

Before leaving, he respectfully worshiped, knelt on the ground and touched the land, and said respectfully: "Crazy Ancestor, I have brought you the man."

When he left, the stone gate trembled and was pushed away by an invisible force.

The scene inside was too simple, with only a stone bed, and an old man sat cross-legged there.

Cicada ancestor ancient ancestor!

This is an old man with a tall figure. Although he sat cross-legged there, he still looked very tall, with a straight waist, his hair was light golden and slightly white.

Time left many traces on his face, his skin was not managed, his eyebrows were like temples, and his eyes were very deep, like the starry sky.

It can be imagined that this old man must have been very handsome when he was young, and he had a superb heroic appearance back then.
To be continued...