Chapter 1017: Shang Jue’s Wife
Suluo Sea, Canaan Cloud Island.
Generally speaking, in the ever-flowing sea, a flat platform formed by the automatic aggregation of dust, debris and other materials is called a cloud platform if it is only the size of an aircraft carrier. It is used as a transit station and rest stop for long-distance voyages.
But if it is bigger, it can be called an island.
Xia Feng and the other two appeared high in the sky outside the island, floating in the clear blue ocean currents.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong had already put on spade and heart masks respectively, while Huang Zhaoyue was wearing a white peach mask.
As a ball of light floated out from Xia Feng's black robe sleeves.
Countless chain runes flashed in the light ball and sank into the island sky barrier.
After a while, a woman wearing something like a Japanese kimono suddenly walked out of the barrier.
The woman had an indifferent expression on her pretty white face. Her long, dark hair that fell down her shoulders and neck was trimmed into a neat princess cut. A bright red, flowing word "sword" was engraved on the side of her right almond-shaped eye, and she had a cool and elegant temperament.
Kenshin?
Xia Feng was surprised. He didn't expect to meet this woman here again.
Jianxin was Ye Lidongjun's most trusted attendant. In order to lift the curse on Ye Lidongjun, Jianxin bit Xia Feng in front of Ye Lidongjun.
Xia Feng still remembers the look in Jianxin's eyes as he looked at her from unfamiliar to familiar indifference, and the cold and elegant word "sword" in the corner of his eyes flashed with blood.
Afterwards, with the death of Ye Lidongjun, Jianxin and Jin Yangtian frantically hunted down Xia Feng.
"Your Excellency Saint, the agreement requires you to come here alone."
Kenshin glanced at the three peach-faced men with a cold look.
"I'm just bringing two subordinates. Why is that not allowed?" The Spade Man was hanging in the air, indifferent.
Jian Xin narrowed his phoenix eyes, nodded, and leaned sideways: "Your Excellency Saint, please."
The three followed Kenshin through the barrier and into the interior of Cloud Island.
As soon as you enter, you can see the entire island at a glance.
There were no rugged rocks or buildings on the ground, only an endless expanse of black ground, estimated to be tens of millions of square meters.
In the middle of the ground, there is only a small pond with a radius of ten meters.
The surface of the pond was glowing with silver light, and strands of silver threads were dancing and leaping on the surface of the lake like runes of laws.
And in the middle of the lake, a woman was sitting cross-legged.
The woman was wearing a white martial arts uniform, her long wine-red hair was like a raging fire blowing in the wind, her face was pretty and cold, her eyes were half closed.
The silver glow of the pond continued to converge towards her, and a divine aura was faintly rising.
Teacher Fu! Xia Feng frowned slightly and followed Jian Xin towards the pond.
At the same time, Xia Feng opened the Eye of Deconstruction to observe the earth and found that the flat black earth was actually a formation.
The black light streams formed by the formation covered the real ground. At the same time, these light streams also quietly converged towards the red-haired woman in the center of the pond.
"The Saints arrived earlier than I expected."
The three peach-faced men looked in the direction of the sound.
By the pond stood a middle-aged man wearing a black windbreaker. His slicked-back hair was also burgundy in color, with a burgundy diamond mark dotted between his eyebrows. He had a hooked nose and looked somewhat like Shang Jue.
Although he had never seen him before, Xia Feng guessed his identity at a glance.
Business has little power.
In the Martial God Project, there was a divine half-dragon man with the purest fiery red bloodline, who was given the surname Shang by Shang Jue.
The information given by Miss Mu flashed through Xia Feng's mind.
Among Shang Jue's thousands of children, whoever has blood closest to the Red will be valued by Shang Jue.
Of course, being valued also means being the most likely to become a sacrifice.
Therefore, Shang Shaoquan should have been the body that was first resurrected as the Crimson Dragon King, but because of Freya's bloodline evolution, the candidate was changed.
Shang Shaoquan turned around, a faint smile on his lips: "I never thought that a saint could pass through the Nine-Eyed Catastrophe-level sea of disaster. It is really surprising."
Xia Feng said calmly, "It's just a ray of divine power leaking out."
Shang Shaoquan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. According to their plan, they would wait until the leakage of the calamity power ended and the sea of disaster dissipated before inviting the saints of the abyss in.
That's why the ceremony was scheduled for five days later.
Unexpectedly, the Abyss Saint easily crossed the Sea of Disaster and arrived on the third day.
"The Saints arrived earlier, much faster than Jinyangtian, so we may need to wait a little longer."
Shang Shaoquan's hooked nose gave him a slightly gloomy demeanor, but his voice was gentle. "First, explain the specific resurrection process to the saints."
Xia Feng glanced at the center of the pond. The black and silver light streams were still converging towards Teacher Fu. He frowned, but he could only be patient and nodded lightly.
Shang Shaoquan turned around and looked back at the water.
"The water in the pond is made of diluted 'Origin Egg Liquid'. The Saint must have heard of the Origin Egg, which can directly shape a Dragonborn being. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find a complete Origin Egg in this day and age."
"This little bit of Origin Egg Liquid can allow Freya's bloodline to evolve further, but it still cannot reach the level of Dragonborn. However, it is enough."
"Tomorrow, Freya will be able to completely absorb the Origin Egg Liquid. By then, the Saint will use the spiritual energy of the heavens to build a stable dragon pressure for her according to the spiritual particle configuration I gave her. This will prevent her body and soul from collapsing when the Blazing Red descends."
Shang Shaoquan's red eyes fixed on Freya, and his tone of voice rose slightly as he spoke slowly.
"After this! By combining special rituals and infusing her soul with constant energy, we can begin to awaken the fiery will within Freya's bloodline."
"Resurrection. My wife!"
"?" Xia Feng was stunned and turned his head to look at Shang Shaoquan.
wife?
What the hell?
"He is not Shang Shaoquan." At the same time, Huang Zhaoyue's faint voice rang out in Xia Feng's mind, "This king has met Shang Shaoquan, and will not call himself this king."
Reminded by Huang Zhaoyue, Xia Feng also vaguely noticed that Shang Shaoquan's body movements were a bit sluggish, and it seemed like a puppet-like method.
Noticing the strange looks from the three peach-faced men behind him, Shang Shaoquan slowly turned around, his aura quietly composed and his eyes indifferent.
"Are you Shang Jue?" asked the Spade Man.
Shang Shaoquan didn't care about his identity being revealed. He nodded lightly and walked slowly towards the sky.
Beneath the barrier, there was a colorful vortex, painted in the middle of the sky like an oil painting.
That is Shenzangmen.
Because of the appearance of Shenzangmen, the barrier became unstable and shaking. Shang Shaoquan pressed on the barrier casually to stabilize it again.
Watching Shang Shaoquan's actions, Xia Feng was even more confused.
"Is the Blazing Dragon King Isamiel Shang Jue's wife? Huang Zhaoyue, do you know about this?"
"I have heard that Shang Jue Zhuguo might be an ancient dragon descendant. If he is a dragon descendant, then it makes sense that his wife is the Dragon King."
"During the heyday of the dragon race, there were indeed cases of dragon kings and dragon descendants uniting. However, dragon descendants are equivalent to believers. The union of a dragon king and a dragon descendant is tantamount to violating the will of the gods. It is a forbidden act in the dragon code, so it is a very rare occurrence."
Xia Feng: “.”
Automatically ignoring the words that were against the gods' virtue, Xia Feng frowned and looked towards the center of the pond.
(End of this chapter)
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