"What should I do? In this situation, no matter which one of the magic pattern fruit or the poisonous divine power has the upper hand, it will be bad."

Ning Yue was suddenly pulled into this strange state of inward vision, and could only watch his divine power being ignored by two powerful opponents. He was at a loss in his home court and was anxious to jump.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he stepped into a colorful starry sky for some reason.

Ning Yue felt his spiritual consciousness bewildered, and his body seemed to be immersed in a boiling and cold liquid. A strong pressure continued to arise in the surrounding space, making it very difficult for him to even turn his neck.

Ning Yue gritted his teeth and endured the cold and scalp that kept moving around his body, calmly analyzing what situation he was in now.

“Where is this?”

Ning Yue was breathing steadily, and suddenly felt the colorful space in front of him dazzled him. He had to squint his eyes slightly and carefully look at the space.

The entire starry sky spread infinitely in his eyes, and there was no end to see at first sight.

Ning Yue looked at this empty dead space left and right. The bright colors did not bring a meaningful life to it, but instead added a strange feeling.

After sweeping around, his eyes suddenly stopped in the direction of facing each other. A red crystal floating in the air appeared at a distance from him, just like the divine crystal he had seen in the battlefield of dimensional battles, and now it has been embedded in his eyebrows.

But this divine crystal looked tall enough for several people. When his eyes fell on it, the divine crystal slowly turned from stillness, turning the other side of the crystal to his front.

Ning Yue unexpectedly saw a tall throne wrapped in five-color lights, which occupied half of the space on the other side of the divine crystal. There was a blurred human form in the color light. What surprised him was that he could clearly sense the sight of this humanoid creature directly landing on him, making him feel inexplicably familiar.

Ning Yue was silent with the colorful human figure on the throne. He really didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend, or what he wanted to say, and even what he saw now was just an illusion?

In the end, the colorful light on the throne flashed for a moment, and a sound that could not hear any emotion sounded in the starry sky.

"Who are you?"

When Ning Yue heard this person's figure, he felt that the stars around the starry sky seemed to have stopped for a moment. He sensed a huge pressure on his body, which made his breathing stagnate.

"Who are you?"

Ning Yue tried hard to resist the pressure that fell on his body out of thin air and made a sound range.

"Me?" The man on the throne asked back, and then for some unknown silence appeared for a while before he said to Ning Yue in a deep voice: "Although you don't need to know who I am, being able to come to this space means that you have obtained a drop of my blood. Only those who have obtained my inheritance can come to this space."

Inheritance?

Ning Yue was stunned and felt a trembling feeling from the bottom of his heart. If this person on the throne was not teasing him, there was only one character he could think of with this word, which was the old ghost in Zi Linglong's mouth. The nightmare Lord who opened up this space in the legend!

Ning Yue didn't know how to answer for a moment. It would be too much to be shocked by a legendary main god who appeared in front of him.

The person on the throne looked at Ning Yue who was stunned and couldn't help but lower his body, looked down at Ning Yue on the throne, and said, "Forget it, I have sensed the fluctuation of the real blood on your body, but how did your strength reach this level and just reach the level of the God General?"

True Blood? The Level of God General?

Ning Yue heard some words that he couldn't figure out again, and couldn't help looking at Caiguang Humanoid in a daze, still not knowing how to answer.

"Hmph, he is actually a brainless guy. No wonder he is so weak."

The voices on the throne were clearly heard in Ning Yue's ears, as if someone was talking in his ears.

Ning Yue finally let out a breath that was holding his chest and spoke respectfully towards the direction of the throne: "This...sen, I don't understand what the real blood you are talking about."

The person on the throne seemed a little impatient. He waved his hand at Ning Yue, and Ning Yue immediately rushed to his body as if he was caught by an invisible big hand and flew to the throne in the air.

The man's voice sounded faintly again: "It seems you really don't know anything, so let me tell you, the true blood is the blood of our Mengling clan. Later, the nightmare blood that usurped the throne and said it was evil. Of course, some people call the true blood the dream god crystal."

After hearing this sentence from beginning to end, Ning Yue felt a sense of depression in his chest.

It turns out that the real blood is the divine crystal. In this way, he really has one, and now he has integrated with his eyebrows. In this way, wouldn’t he really get the inheritance of the Lord of Nightmare!

Ning Yue felt a little complicated inexplicably.

He obtained the Divine Statue Dimensional Battlefield and Divine Crystal from Xu Xun, and then experienced magical travels through life again and again. Now whenever he thinks about it, it seems that it is some of the closest connection with the Divine Crystal. Now it is even more incredible. It is actually related to the bloodline of a main god, and it is also related to the divine blood inheritance of the Lord of Nightmare...

Ning Yue subconsciously took a few breaths, stared at the throne covered in colorful light, and was a little confused.

But his brain is also rotating wildly now. Even if he has obtained the so-called true blood or divine blood inheritance, what is the purpose of pulling him into this space now? He will not be reborn by the deep divine nature. In this case, he will resist no matter what.

Just as Ning Yue was struggling, the voice on the throne continued to sound: "I just focused on talking to you, but I didn't expect that you were not only so poor in strength, but now you were forced to this point by a nightmare beast."

Ning Yue opened his mouth and could only say calmly: "I really didn't expect that the toxicity of this nightmare beast is so strong, so I tried to use divine power to dissolve and absorb it. I didn't expect that the toxicity would be introduced into my body instead..."

The man on the throne sneered and said, "It's ridiculous. The nightmare beast has only the concentration of real blood diluted thousands of times. You actually have real blood, but you can't do anything to get the poison of those nightmare beasts."

Ning Yue didn't like the other party's aggressive tone and couldn't help but say: "That's an eighth-level nightmare beast, my divine power is only seventh-level..."
Chapter completed!