Divine Cultivation System

"Blood Sacrifice!"

Xue Ji's voice resounded throughout the Snow Demon Palace.

The **** light is getting thicker and thicker.

Qin Shaofeng gradually realized that his vision had been greatly reduced.

It's just a moment before and after.

His field of vision is only about one meter around.

"What blood sacrifice is that Xue Ji doing?"

Qin Shaofeng thought about it for a long while, and determined that he didn't understand similar knowledge at all, so he had to return to the table where he was the first to sit.

Sitting cross-legged, he picked up the teapot on the table again and started drinking.

The previous battle seemed very long, but in fact it ended after dozens of breaths.

Up to this moment, the tea in his pot was not cold.

Drinking a sip of tea.

The faint spiritual energy continued to melt into his body, slowly wandering along the meridians of his cultivation, and constantly repairing his injured body.

His injury has already recovered seven or eighty-eight.

With the help of this tea, his injury is quickly recovering.

Time does not know how long it has passed.

The tea on Qin Shaofeng's table had already been drunk by him.

Even the injury seems to have fully recovered.

The **** light finally began to dissipate.

The next moment when everything is back to calm.

A gust of weather suddenly spread from the main hall.

A short moment after the breath appeared, it had already converged into the main hall, causing Qin Shaofeng, who was almost scared to pee because of that breath, quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the main hall.

Looking back, I haven't seen the situation in the main hall clearly yet.

The first thing that caught your eye was a familiar figure.

"The adults have an order, please go to the Snow Demon Hall to see you."

If the person is not the master, who can it be?

He looked at Qin Shaofeng's gaze, he had already lost his initial disdain, but had completely turned into the look of his own person.

"Please me?"

Qin Shaofeng was surprised and looked back at everyone.

But before he could ask him again, he saw Taishizhong shook his head and said, "You are the only one you want to see. It's better for the others to stay here first."

"Shao Feng, since it's a big figure in the Summer Palace who wants to see you, you can go there alone." Baili Le took the initiative to speak.

Not many people were present at this time.

Even the octopus kings and other sea kings who are not in Qin Shaofeng's line are not too stupid.

Don't say that in the small world, there is still cholera of dead spirits and dead slaves.

Even those things are in the past.

They couldn't betray Qin Shaofeng, so they naturally chose to trust Qin Shaofeng unconditionally.

"Then I will go and meet the adult myself."

Qin Shaofeng nodded lightly, then turned and looked at Tai Shizhong.

The scenery in front of me changed suddenly.

When he looked at everything again, he saw that he had entered the luxurious Snow Demon Palace.

There were no blood and tears on Xue Yao's cheeks at this time.

But her face was still pale as paper, as if she had recovered from a serious illness.

Taishizhong, Ge, Yan, Qi, all stood at the end of the hall.

What surprised Qin Shaofeng even more was that in the position surrounded by these familiar faces, on a huge throne, there was a man with the same pale face lying halfway.

The man looked like he was in his forties.

He was full of lifelessness.

But if you feel it carefully, you can feel a terrifying breath from him.

Qin Shaofeng was observing a little.

He had already guessed the approximate identity of the middle-aged man, hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed to everyone.

"Qin Shaofeng, a younger son, has seen all the seniors."

His voice is very respectful.

Everyone's eyes never shifted because of his words.

"Qin Shaofeng."

"Yes, very nice boy."

The middle-aged man seemed to want to sit up straight, but he still couldn't do it even after he exerted a little force.

Seeing this scene, Xue Ji quickly stepped forward to help him up.

The middle-aged man barely sat down, as if his waist was still very stiff.

His voice is also full of weakness.

"Little guy, since Xue Ji has given you the mark of our summer palace, you will be a member of my summer palace from now on."

"Although this seat has been resurrected, it is far from reaching the point where the summer palace can be resurrected. If you encounter danger in the future, you can take refuge in this Snow Demon Palace."

"As for your request, I can't help yet."

Although the middle-aged man never really said his identity and name.

Qin Shaofeng had also fully understood who he was from his words.

The real master of the summer palace, Jie!

"Thank you, senior."

Qin Shaofeng clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "The words that the younger generation had with the Taishi before were just rhetoric. Now that the enemy has been killed, whether the younger generation really breaks through now is really not a big deal."

"only…"

After he said this, his voice was a halt.

He said: "The younger generation still has an unsympathetic request, and I hope that the senior will fulfill it."

"Necromancer?"

Jie asked directly.

"Exactly."

Qin Shaofeng clasped his fists and bowed again, saying: "The dead are our world's greatest enemy. The main purpose of this younger generation's trip is to kill them, and ask the seniors to fulfill them."

"Zhong, since this little guy was the one you brought, you can take him to kill the dead." Jie said directly.

His decisiveness made Qin Shaofeng unable to react for a while.

Is it that simple?

As soon as I was about to say thank you, I suddenly remembered the battle.

He quickly opened the Void Starry Sky Realm, took out the Summer Palace Battle Scroll, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Tai Shizhong.

"Master, this is the battle scroll that the younger generation regained before."

Qin Shaofeng sighed: "Unfortunately, what kind of strange spar they can transmit directly, and the younger generation only snatched it back."

"It's okay."

Jie smiled indifferently, and said: "People who are not recognized by my summer palace, and those who are not by chance cannot understand any battle in my summer palace. It is not a big deal to be snatched away by them."

"The only pity is that your kid has already entered my summer palace, but there is no way to directly learn the inheritance of my summer palace. You can take this battle scroll to comprehend it first. When you are successful in your cultivation, you will leave the Snow Demon Palace in the future. It's not too late to give it away."

"Ahem!"

Qin Shaofeng suddenly coughed a few times.

Although this Jie's name is shameless, he is also a bold person.

Even directly let himself hold the battle scroll to comprehend.

Unfortunately, he doesn't need it anymore.

"Don't dare to conceal the predecessor, the younger generation was in a trance when the person who cultivated the Galaxy Thousand Illusion steals the battle scroll, and his consciousness has been integrated into the battle scroll, and he has gained the inheritance of the battle scroll." Qin Shaofeng lowered his head, looking like a shy man. Shy little child.